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« on: February 17, 2008, 04:44:28 pm »

Hey y'all!







Decided to neaten up my blog a bit, so I'm copying my poems here.  As of this date, any and all poems that I write will be placed here.


Looking forward to responses and feedback, so don't hold back!   Let me know what ones you like, and what ones you don't.

I'm not moving anyones comments from the original blog, so as to not interrupt any convos that took place, so if you've already commented on them there, don't feel pressured to move them here, they are fine where they are.
 

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Tell him when l come up to him and ask to play the record, l'm gonna say: ''Voulez-vous jouer ce disque?''
'Voulez-vous, will you kiss my dick?'
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« Reply #1 on: February 17, 2008, 04:49:02 pm »






The Empty Frame

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I wake up, and turn off the alarm
look at the pictures in my room
all the friends that are around me
and the empty frame
waiting to be filled

I drive to work, and look to my right
at the empty passenger seat of my car
wishing there was an indentation in it
from where someone was sitting

I walk through my day at work
processing paperwork
while the woman at the desk next to me
is making dinner plans with her husband
and I have to go to other people's desks
and see pics of wives and husbands

I go to the park for my jog
and work up a sweat
as I watch couples hand in hand
taking in the sunset
while I run by unnoticed

My family is away, so I make myself dinner
for one
and listen to mindless chatter on tv
no messages from friends on my machine
they are all busy
with their husbands or wives

I sign onto my personal ads online
and go through the replies
another rejection....oh well
there's always tomorrow

Getting into the bed
sliding between cold sheets
even a single bed can feel like a king size
when you are alone in it
set the alarm and look at the empty frame
wondering when I'll have a pic
to put in it.


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Tell him when l come up to him and ask to play the record, l'm gonna say: ''Voulez-vous jouer ce disque?''
'Voulez-vous, will you kiss my dick?'
Will you play my record? One-track mind!
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« Reply #2 on: February 17, 2008, 04:56:14 pm »




In the Shadows

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In the shadows is where I stand
As I hold my heart in hand
Wishing you would come to see
That what you want is here with me

I make you laugh, I make you smile
We talk for hours, we walk for miles
You tell me dreams, you tell me plans
But what I want is to be your man

Good times for us would never end
But when you see me, you see "friend"
For you, I feel there is no other
But you say I'm like a brother

So I hold back how I feel
not being 100% real
'Cause I'd rather have you as a friend
Than scare you off in the end

Some days it's fine, don't really care
That it's just friendship we share
And other days, well, let's just say
I wish you'd come around to stay.

In the shadows is where I stand
As I hold my heart in hand
I sense you are a special guy
But waiting for you makes my heart cry






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'Voulez-vous, will you kiss my dick?'
Will you play my record? One-track mind!
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« Reply #3 on: February 17, 2008, 04:57:44 pm »








The Crush

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It seems the crush I had on you
Has finally reached an end
For me to say feelings go on
Would only be pretend

It was a crazy time for me
To that, I will not lie
I used to wonder “why not me?”
Stay up at night and cry

You had no idea I felt this way
I never let it show
I kept the feelings to myself
So that you wouldn’t know

I’ve opened up my eyes, quite wide
And finally see the light
And realize now that us ‘hooking up’
Just would not have been right

I prayed to God every night
That you’d let some feelings show
Now I see He answered those prayers
But what he said was “No”.

But that’s ok, I’m not “crushed”
Though some might think I’ll be
We’re two very different people
I’ve finally come to see

I hope the man you’ve fallen for
Loves you until “the end”
And you’ll always have a place in my heart
Because I call you friend.
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Tell him when l come up to him and ask to play the record, l'm gonna say: ''Voulez-vous jouer ce disque?''
'Voulez-vous, will you kiss my dick?'
Will you play my record? One-track mind!
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« Reply #4 on: February 17, 2008, 05:01:07 pm »




Night visitor

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Your face above mine
as we lay in the bed
Your eyes convey messages
that for now are unsaid
you move closer and I feel
your weight on my chest
whiskers tickling my neck
this feeling's the best
your hands on my shoulders
and then they're on the move
you're a man on a mission
with something to prove
I can smell your musk
your scent makes me high
Your lips on my lips
your hands on my thigh
and then they move over
and I feel your grip
Your motions are sure
and I bite my lip
I feel like I'm going
into overload
and then, next to us
a sound does explode
I sit up in bed
to see you are not here
and the sound of the dj
is filling my ear.


That PHUCKIN' alarm clock!

Aww man, the sheets are sticky now! 



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'Voulez-vous, will you kiss my dick?'
Will you play my record? One-track mind!
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« Reply #5 on: February 17, 2008, 05:03:14 pm »





And Feed The Birds

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What day is it today
I wonder
As I sit with my friend
And feed the birds

I look at my clothes
And laugh to myself
All dressed up, Sunday best
And no place to go

Every day we come
My friend and I
And sit at this bench
And feed the birds

Living life at a snail’s pace
And no desire to change it
Truth be told
No desire for much of anything

Polite conversation
And some drags on our cigars
And we share some laughs
And feed the birds

Missing our wives
Who have gone on to God
And left us alone
All we have is each other

So we keep each other company
And lean on each other
Together killing time
And we feed the birds
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Tell him when l come up to him and ask to play the record, l'm gonna say: ''Voulez-vous jouer ce disque?''
'Voulez-vous, will you kiss my dick?'
Will you play my record? One-track mind!
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« Reply #6 on: February 17, 2008, 05:07:01 pm »




Moving On

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All my life you bought me hell
but now I've grown and wish you well

All my life you made me cry
but now I look up to the sky

All my life you made me doubt
but now I've got it figured out

All my life you gave me pain
but now I've made it through the rain

I took your blows, I took your strife
dealt with all the ways you tried to ruin my life

Now look at me, somebody new
not that tired little loser
who you once abused

I've succeed in many ways
that you will never see
'cause I'm surrounded now by friends
who taught me to love me for me

All my life you gave me fears
beat me down and gave me tears

I'm glad you're not around to see
the person i've turned out to be

Through the sadness I have sailed
all of your attempts have failed

Now I turn, and I move on
and from my memories, you're gone
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'Voulez-vous, will you kiss my dick?'
Will you play my record? One-track mind!
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« Reply #7 on: February 17, 2008, 05:09:35 pm »





Worth

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Making myself someone new
and now I know just what to do
tired of feeling lost and hollow
change the outside, inside will follow

starting to work on myself
change my physical and mental health
build up energy for the fight
see myself in a new light

I see success, It makes me high
but now I question myself why
why did I wait so damn long
to bring myself where I belong

I spent my life walking around
letting others put me down
let them have their way with me
to the point I could not see

Just how special that I am
Now I know "It's time, to jam"
gonna let myself have fun
spend my time out in the sun

Learn from the old me, it's his time to go
never let anyone hurt you so
look back on your life, from birth
realize just how much you're worth 
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Tell him when l come up to him and ask to play the record, l'm gonna say: ''Voulez-vous jouer ce disque?''
'Voulez-vous, will you kiss my dick?'
Will you play my record? One-track mind!
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« Reply #8 on: February 17, 2008, 05:19:36 pm »

My poem is one I wrote about a year and a half ago.....my mindset has changed since then, and some of the things I mention are not part of my thought pattern anymore, but since I wrote it, and it was what I was thinking at the time, I'm posting it.









Wasting Time

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Sitting alone by the computer
as the clock ticks by the minutes
I am being kept company
by the refridgerator
as it's moter drones on and on
and I wonder
how much of my life I've wasted
trying to be what others wanted
and not doing what I needed to
to make myself happy

thinking back to childhood memories
of playing house and being a dad
with my friend across the street
imagining what it would be like
to be an adult
Never realizing that
I'd reach 37
and still feel like I don't know
what it should feel like
to be an adult

Sitting here thinking
that  I've made so many strides forward
in the past 8 years
but even though I was moving forward
wondering if I haven't moved fast enough
and that I have lost the chance
to find love
and to be a father

The clock ticks, and I realize it's past 1
and I'm sitting here
wondering if writing things down
will help me move on the path faster
or if I'm still wasting time
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'Voulez-vous, will you kiss my dick?'
Will you play my record? One-track mind!
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« Reply #9 on: February 17, 2008, 05:22:35 pm »





Wasting Time- Chapter 2

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Sitting alone by the computer
as the clock ticks by the minutes
I am being kept company
by the hum of the modem
and the occasional "beep" of my YIM system
while I carry on conversation
and put my thoughts onto my blog

So much has changed since "chapter 1"
and it can be surprising
how what was so important to you before
can seem so insingificant now
and make you question
your thought processes and priorities

I find my feelings of fatherhood to have disappeared
and the appeal of travel taking importance
seeing the world instead of
setting up home
and wanting the freedom to go as I please
without having to worry about the care of a young one

I know I have not missed out on love
had it in my life before
much to my surprise
and I know i will have it again
it will be mine, and I'll hold it with both hands
tight enough not to lose it
but gentle enough not to bruise it.

My writing is taking shape and form
but I still question if it is ready to be seen
and if there is an audience for it
and if I have the talent to put it out there
and the strength to face the rejection that will come
wondering if I should've started this much earlier
instead of at almost 40.

I've accomplished much in the past 2 years
more than I thought was possible
but I feel that a part of me
will never be satisfied with that
and always convinced that
I waste too much time
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Tell him when l come up to him and ask to play the record, l'm gonna say: ''Voulez-vous jouer ce disque?''
'Voulez-vous, will you kiss my dick?'
Will you play my record? One-track mind!
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