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Able Seaman Disabled

Flesh and blood comes free with a creed, greedily eaten

Gluttony like the very mutton, grown from fields stripped

Back to the bare stone,A hard cold ground those fat sheep feed on

Those morsels slivers ,inundating from those ever hungry mouths wide awake

Agape and waiting for the next feed, of discarded .naked
raped oil seed.

Stomachs disproportionate to their needs And if within these
Discarded portions we still gorge ,

Disproportionately those That are dissolute by our possessing ,
will redress the mess we Allow to grow or fester ,

less we get
the chance to lance that
Boil , spoiling for more raw caw caw,


despite the finite ness of the space between
Hunger and plenty ,we carry on in our longing to long
And its gone

Gone with the dodo ,who knows why or when,
Revelations like the sound ,of the school dinner gong ,
long ago the shale for crude oil soiled land ,

Sold For a song Soon to follow on,
the next oceanic throng, like lemmings following ,
when all the land all despoiled. ,we turn back to whales now
.Hunted for the royal ,tease displease ,shouting in despair
Plea’s haunting those who out ,one see’s hunting
Harpoon festoon in bunting ,crying thar she blows ,
Another old sea song never head again , now no new one
,

Gone with our hopes for cheap electricity ,burnt out fossils find
In the fires of profits for free, coals all burnt ,along with trees
shocking the declined refined in the stink of this corruption

Eruption ,ruptured raptures Long ago un-captured ,since
Heart felt ,good intentions ,with each power hungry invention,
Have re re-revealed , the convention of this ,sad and simple
Tension ,that haunts the civilised word of darkness , enlightening
The answers to all new questions is in
,

the song we used to sing

The answer my friend is ……blowing in the wind

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Latest reply: Nov 7, 2004

trix and trax to relax

The strobes on the globes, the scribe designs to design in sine,
the scent sent rent went from the petals pet, yet it teases the
breezes we breathe on soft breath, left on a singuler, ringuler
string thing, stroll on with the freedom to briefly completely
sink in, and float on the boat afloat in the styx dear, here you
Understand the accent of man, or simply ponder on the complexity
Of what to eat for tea, or did the rose bush suffer, float down stream
To willow screen, or lap amongst rushes , drifting on in the
Warmth of the sun, you will sometimes find with in the breeze
The hint of fresh grown heather ,lilac trees ,pleasantly drifting free
From all those cares and worries ,I ask you to meander through
This my present flurry


I care to dare, and bear, the bare bear,
this beery tear ,feared ,bare bear, not!
That I care for, Rather feel soulfull.
For fear of facing the bear,
that bares the bare bears, soul.

That’s the bear bearing the rare bare bear,
bare in the coal whole washing his sole soul solo,
that’s the rare bare bear bereft of love then
we go amongst scented breezes teasing,
Appetising , more so , so pleasantly pleasing,

Un-freeing his soul in the coal hole,
so I care bare bear, bare the weight,
mate ,just in case, awaiting fate,
has a hand, in shifting the sands,
exposing the shams. Rearranging
Plans , I off now to distant lands
So please now give

Regards to the case of amontillado ,
Pray to the cottage with pottage ,
And floatage ,see the man at the table
Check first the horse is in the stable,
And in sight of the light ,put down a pint
And we will toast as we roast as red
Sun set on the tip of the coast of
The imfamous timorous Glimmer house
Terra De Furago,
by Largatol
nil by mouth

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Latest reply: Nov 5, 2004

Aphorism

Come here .from where ,or when, why
Back from the final, frontier to Revere , or persevere ,
like deliverance from defiance deficiencies, proffered

How do you see it ,apologies ,come here to me. A plea
For an appearance ,Or the response to a subpoena
answered , in haste ,by some ,Sequester ,of empty space

Or the returning shiver akin to the revealing the feeling ,
that a furtive Invader is now in my personal space ,
While I am still in it.
As an order , combative ,sentence ,from the commandeer ,

Recall , immediate , intimate,
Reactive
Atmosphere replacement, free space sequestrations
Oxygen re idealisation ,
Sudden realisation displacement ,


Or is it I am just
spectre paying respects

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Latest reply: Nov 2, 2004

four from five alive n kicking

And in between these unspoken words,
here'rd ear's a acrossed fronteirs
The night flyers term , perm four from five to stay alive.
sky, the die ,let it fly

Had hard hare here, read red dead ,hear
dear herd, ade deer rade ,made the
dream of the die in the sky hear what you dream .
Ream the mare , animale instinct there ,
in stink, redam made dream, in mead
In deed , and arm dare to care ,thats your affair

And in between these sumspoken words,
here fe'ard er'e acrossed The night
Perm five from nine it ’ll be fine,,
then listen again to what is explained


he ar , er , ai , ed

start again five from ten ,
but if and only when you throw five,
that’s the time feline fine,
Animal instinct-live ,ly atack ,
a tack will point the prick ,
it may stick ,the point is
in the pricking
Will it stick

Hard , dearth is the fear read the aered dear ,
here read, hard, and if in death era in this
Hera curse of the empty purse, disppersal

Purse your lips ,
slip your slips,
hear the fears,Read the wirds from there add
the wings of the see gill ,
pay the bill fore sure
the bill wondering on the shore ,
sure of the dream he read while

Asleep in bed in dread

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Latest reply: Oct 27, 2004

Sand in the desert

a question of the night please explain Logicus do all you can?
as in days of old we'd have looked at each other or the sky? or our empty purse?
Up down and around and round, the ragged rocked the autonomic nervous went

Having looked into the empty purse and saw that it was spent ,
as the hair on the cheaters tail in the twist and turns of the chase,
habituated to this, reaction as with , the chase the seen eagle, hovered ,over the dublyan desert, preened his wings ,singing in the brseeze’ just as animals as do

See how the act of reading not seeing where winds and rivers heading ,instead of looking but not seeing, reactions, cause words so , it is heard in between the wings
Of free flying bird ,But why do words cause reactions, satisfaction interaction,
Reflect action
When we look at each other, or our own minds eye, I have ,become ,one with
The some of all parting if in seeing we've be leaveing have we really come ,to
Believing what hear’re ing ,tearing ,done between the lines that’s fine sublime

Recline in the chair, its your afair ,to care the stare at the stars, in the sky, my
My rely on throwing the die demystifying elipsefying puff the magic dragon
Sea side bye bye we wonder , as our minds do wanders ,maybe babies ponders
On what to wonder, when reaching for the stars, do they see who we are ,in
The far past, when reminiscing , in the shared smiles ,chanced glances, actual,
Fractals ,reflected back starlight, night flight ,unspoken words, heard acrossed
The night

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Latest reply: Oct 23, 2004


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