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i couldn't stay away from my lovable bunch of atheist friends at RRS!

well.. don't know what this would be considered but i would love to discuss it if you guys had the time.  the christains had mixed opinions but really no input.  it is still a work in progress so u might wanna quote cause i could be inclined to edit it if needed.

 
argue

.3.


diverse ideas repel apart
faithful is faith enough
our roads are a struggle
and words can be tough

no matter what we argue
nothing will ever change
men were born to fight
protect what they proclaim

you may feel cheated
if a perjurer has abused
we gather what we sow
we both are very bruised

we tend wear our scars
they have a certain appeal
a footprint in your skin
to remember when you heal

.7.

smile to show assurance
pulsing from rational veins
break down quote to quote
debating a left side brain

disassemble each detail
label then throw away
what was it we were saying
so easy we go astray

because i devote to God
you think i toss my wit
simple minded simpleton
because i soul commit

it is a flaw to point at others
the mistakes will be ample
stop and look within yourself
we all are a good example

.9.

you doubt our beloved text
then reflect over it's meaning
a book that's part history
riddle'd with spiritual cleaning

seek and you will find
knock and the door will part
He is inside of us all
when we ask Him in our heart

before you get cynical
let us try to naturalize
we are beings of dirt and light
placed in a mammal's disguise

we are free to think
and question our transgressions
filter out prideful blunder
and manage our persuasion

.15.

cerebral minds of logic
uncovered a new revelation
brilliant men of science
answered all the questions

we are weathered rocks
existing to take a breath
you don't believe in God
but we all suffer death

we are bound by many laws
spirit and nature within
what science is discovering
is what has already been

we are not meant for perfection
this world is not that place
standing around our Sheppard
only safe by His grace

 

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sapphen wrote: i know you

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i know you did it on purpose
you think i'm such a fool
i could hear you chuckling
over the flushing of the stool

I howled at this one.

Thanks for the much-needed belly laugh.

 

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lol ) thank you Susan.

lol Smiling) thank you Susan.


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sapphen wrote: that song

sapphen wrote:

that song just got really sad after i read the description. listening to it for the first time it felt kind of hopeful yet depressed. after explanation it turned to a hopeless rejection with big brown puppy dog eyes.

great work.

Smiling thanks!

nothing hits a person's soft spot like a sad puppy! 

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Bump!  Bump!!  Bump!!! I

Bump!  Bump!!  Bump!!!

I want more!!!!

(I'm not clever so I have to wait for everyone else.) 

So Bummmmmmmp!

 

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just more original song

just more original song lyrics, but it's something to read, at least:

v i c t i m s

hey little children living in the slums of bagdad
i'm gonna sue mcdonalds they spilled coffee on my lap
they stained my brand new pants with french imported coffee grounds
what, you can't hear me cause the bombs are dropping on your house?

look at all the helpless victims living in america
see how they suffer in their fast food air conditioned suburbia
their going to sue the sun for shining too bright, yes they just might
die if life gets any harder for all the victims in america

hey little children living in the streets of vietnam
i took viagra and i was erect for far too long
i sued my doctor and i bought myself a brand new car
why aren't you clapping, is it cause a landmine took your arms?

look at all the helpless victims living in america
see how they suffer in their fast food air conditioned suburbia
their going to sue the sun for shining too bright, yes they just might
die if life gets any harder for all the victims in america

fingers in my chili
aids and apartheid
harry potter spoilers
protests and suicide
ten commandment monuments
earthquakes landmines
costume malfunctions
children soliders, genocide

cry baby, cry baby, cry cry cry

and the mp3 link: http://www.derekneibarger.com/victims.mp3

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Once more, you have

Once more, you have impressed me very much.

their going to sue the sun for shining too bright, yes they just might

die if life gets any harder for all the victims in america

Very profound.

Thank you for sharing. 

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this is an abstract poem

this is an abstract poem about an ex-girlfriend of mine. we had soo much in common, which is probably why we didn't work out;

you can hurt if you want
- - - - and dress in black
but the dagger
- - has a blade in the handle
- - and has cut us both

go ahead and cry
- - - try out self pity
i'll lye down with you
- and we'll snuggle
- for ol' times sake
- we'll keep it warm
as still as can be

don't get me wrong
- i want you
in all the ways impossible
- i feel you
in every way possible
- - - not only with my hands
- on your skin
- - - but your breath
- from within

slip off your skirt
and into something more comfortable
- - i'll be misunderstood
- - i'm fine with that
- - i didn't think you were coming
down a oneway

i tried to love you
- - - and i'm sorry
- to leave this way
- - - and not that way
- - - i didn't think
you wanted me to stay
- - - - - but anyway

EDIT: tried to preserve the spacing

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sapphen wrote: i want

sapphen wrote:

i want you
        in all the ways impossible

That is such a striking use of words.

I especially like the way it ends. Been there. Done that.

 

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thank you Susan.

thank you Susan.


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This isn't really my work,

This isn't really my work, its just the lyrics to one of my foavorite songs of all time. Enjoy.

 

 

Love ain't for the faint of heart
Start Training, this game is hard
And arduous
You're gonna play in the dark like when it rains in the park
You're hardly conscious of the stains and scars
enabling your partly clouded logic
To pay to impart bliss with arrangements of chocolates, now
You're working yourself out the same as when you strain with a nautilus
And you're willing to embrace pain facing sustained negative consequence
If nothing you say when in love is embedded with common sense
Then, do you really regret when you've shredded your promises?
Now, I've tested the waters, kid. Sipped it; rippled the pond a bit
Visits have been abolished, and this ****'s killing my confidence
Is this filling your conscience when distance is an accomplishment?
If you miss chicks when they're around
the phrase "Let's quit" isn't an option
You best fix whatever's wrong and just move on and get on with it
Cause, You'll catch bigger fish in the sea if you manage not to drown in it
It's sad, but proud or not, most your standards go down a notch
When loneliness drinks at the bar you set too high
Cause, It isn't really my time, is it?
****...I just found the watch
But hearing the bell toll for me twice a day
has me fearing my grandfather clock
And I can't die without trying, my hands tied in knots
Knowing that I'll never learn to brave the waves if I stand by the docks
Love is hampered by thought, if you can handle the prospect of
Death - it's as massive a shock
And to intellects, it's a ****in' smack in the crotch
It's a cancer that rots your soul, tosses demons off of the road
Just use caution and know, that
love ain't nothing but a loss of control
Off then, we go

Love'll have you nervous, doing stupid **** on purpose
brain out of service, words slurred when you blurt ****..
studderin', utterin' non-sensical **** in your verses.
feeling like a shirtless, 4-breasted woman in a circus..
furthurly trying to gap an unfillable void..
because of parents never transfering that unbillical joy..
so girls create a false world of filling on boys.
exploited, guys playing with her heart like her feelings are toys..
but when you have it.. there's nothing like it, you get excited..
seeking those who provide it, on phones talking to psychics..
some fear it... spend their entire lives trying to fight it..
living in a confusing Hayes, like they're grooving to Isaac..
it ain't the end of the rainbow with a treasure chest and a map..
it ain't easily learnable with definitions in tact..
it can ride your train of though and demolitions your tracks..
hittin' and bullwhippin you, leavin' them slits in your back..
but i've been a lucky one.. loving parents, loving friends..
but I still spend alot of my life loving sin..
but I ain't a genious on it, I can only pretend..
cause over all it's an emotion I can not comprehend.. it's love


Love is like the feeling when you favorite CD is playing
Love is like graffiti on a train... meanin love isnt easy to explain
a feeling in your brain that can trigger jealousy and pain,
but can spread joy and peace in the same
love can make you feel like your on the beaches in spain
while your squeezin your dame on Washington Street in the rain,
but with to much heat then its flames you can get burned
when love aint returned it hurts deep in your veins
like needles and blades its crazy but you heard it from me
some women love, others flirt and they tease and purposely squeeze
into their tight skirts and there jeans to leave a man jerked for their cheese,
its all about the birds and the bees
love can keave a person relieved but still it can hurt when it leaves
ive never found a woman perfect for me
the music certainly feeds all the urges in me,
and im doin it for the love until its curtains for me...
its love

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xamination wrote:

xamination wrote:


it's a ****in' smack in the crotch

I admit that I find it hard to imagine that line set to music! Surprised

Please keep 'em coming folks. I'm really really enjoying this thread.

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Susan wrote:

Susan wrote:
xamination wrote:

it's a ****in' smack in the crotch

I admit that I find it hard to imagine that line set to music! Surprised

Please keep 'em coming folks. I'm really really enjoying this thread.

The song is "Love Aint(Remix)" by Cunninlynguists

It really is good. Go iTunes it or limewire it or do whatever you have to do if you have a zune, just give it a listen.

I'll post again in the next couple days.

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Alas, I'm not a member of

Alas, I'm not a member of iTunes (I refuse to give them a credit card number) and limewire wanted me to download something-or-another so I could get mp3s.  

I Googled it, but didn't find any sites where I could listen to it online.  

Any other suggestions?

 

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from "Hymn to Intellectual

from "Hymn to Intellectual Beauty"

by Percy Shelley

IV 


Love, Hope, and Self-esteem, like clouds depart
And come, for some uncertain moments lent.
Man were immortal, and omnipotent,
Didst thou, unknown and awful as thou art,
Keep with thy glorious train firm state within his heart.
Thou messgenger of sympathies,
That wax and wane in lovers' eyes --
Thou -- that to human thought art nourishment,
Like darkness to a dying flame!
Depart not as thy shadow came,
Depart not -- lest the grave should be,
Like life and fear, a dark reality.

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Susan wrote: Alas, I'm not

Susan wrote:
Alas, I'm not a member of iTunes (I refuse to give them a credit card number) and limewire wanted me to download something-or-another so I could get mp3s.  

I Googled it, but didn't find any sites where I could listen to it online.  

Any other suggestions?

Well, you don't need a credit card to buy on iTunes, just buy one of those pre-paid cards at the store.

Or I could just e-mail it to you.   That would be easier.

I hope that when the world comes to an end I can breathe a sigh of relief, because there will be so much to look forward to.


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xamination wrote: Susan

xamination wrote:

Susan wrote:
Alas, I'm not a member of iTunes (I refuse to give them a credit card number) and limewire wanted me to download something-or-another so I could get mp3s.

I Googled it, but didn't find any sites where I could listen to it online.

Any other suggestions?

Well, you don't need a credit card to buy on iTunes, just buy one of those pre-paid cards at the store.

Or I could just e-mail it to you. That would be easier.

That would be terrific.  Check your PMs - I'll give you my email address.

Thank you so much!

 

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bump

bump

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[Chorus]
I'll be doin' alright. I'll be doin' ok
And as long as I can live to see another day
I'll be doin alright. I'll be doin ok

Back in the sixteenth century ... way way back in the day
Nostradamus predicted the end of the world would be on May
5th... 1999 and I don't know how
But as I'm writing this that's only one day from right now
What the ****! I pull up to Shell in my truck
Look up, "nah... Earth ain't about to erupt"
Open my door, get up, slam it shut, "Marv, what up
Let me get a bag of ice and a stack of plastic cups"
For a minute we chat 'bout life and all o that
then we dap. "Check you out tomorrow night, I'll be back"
Grab a beadie and light it, turn the key and start driving
back off into the night and then I start to get frightened
thinking "Damn! My whole life I was just a dreamer
I never got to put on a show in a packed arena
I wanted to go on Rap City and act witty
but all I ever did was put up with hos who act ****ty
What a wack pity! Was I choosin a road
that didn't get me there in time and now we losin our globe?
Hold up I'm losin control. Think realistically on it
What could **** up a planet in one day without warning?
And even if the world does end and I can't be mad at guys
cause life coulda been much worse. At least I'm satisfied
At least my dad's alive married to my mother
I have a sister and friends that I could call my brothers
At least I have life. Some people, their life was stolen
Set up for a crime and behind bars is where they hold em
We got kids killin kids cause Earth is cold
Women using abortions as a form of birth control
It hurts the soul and leaves a scar on your conscience
but it's a blessing that I made it through this nonsense
So even if this will be my last night
at least when it's over I'll be doin alright...

 

Back in the 16th century, way way back in the day
Nostradamous predicted the world would be on may
5th, 99, three years later and change
the World Trades frame got struck by planes
looking like God unleashed his fury and rained flames
exchanged pain for how America came to fame
clutching my brain, my sense of security changed
usually confidence was pure in me, now fear in my veins
said "any of this **** could bring nuclear weapons
...any of this **** could end at any second"
if the Commander in Chief couldn't insure our protection
that's no more additions to my memory's collection
missing me and my girls matrimonial connection
no child and videotapin' her first steppings
or growing old and teaching grandchildren life's lessons
but thankfully I got saved during them church sessions
so I thank God for earth's blessings... health
not a lot of wealth, but alot of peace within my self
not a whole lot of forgotten pieces upon the shelf
disclipline from loving parents, though they raised me
by the belt
when I was young, I was wild
(life) took it for granted
(nights) living outlandish
(christ) hope he could stand it
now I do right.. wherever I can manage
the devil was eating me alive but I climbed out of that sandwich
now possibly on the verge of having everything vanish
feeling as if I didn't do anything as I planned it
like I was trying to live my life right, but somebody panned it
but I still had love, when down helping hands lifted
me up, outta the mud, outta the muck
and outta the dark and attitude when I didn't give a ****

from them days in the park, alone, drinking gin by the cup
through an exitless maze, wandering and constantly stuck
the blessings were always there, I just chose to ignore them
  **** started getting sweeter when I learned to explore them
wasn't selfish with them, trying to stretch and contort them
and didn't let the world get to them first and distort them
so as I.. kick back and ponder on Armegeddon
and I... spit raps about where my life could've been headin'
I.. admit that.. I do have a wonderful life
so if this night was my last, I'll be doin' alright

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I've been working with a

I've been working with a fragmented poetic style. There are 2 ideas, plus a piece of history, that converged. A long time ago I was struck by the idea of one-line poems, either single senteneces or fragments of sentences. I liked the fragment-idea because it's by nature pregnant with meanings, making the silences of almost equal value with the words. So I wrote a bunch of one-liner poems and some poems composed entirely of a series of fragments.

Several years later, along came the cell phone. Now these fragmented conversations are part of daily life and not just a poetic notion. This finally gave me a name for this style: cellular poems. Here are some one-liners and one cellular poem.

Everything is a knife

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We have the same differences

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A long time ago or some things take a long time

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There was a spike in the temple

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WINNING TO LEARN

We look to future because we're vulnerable.
It has nothing to do with how we dress.
We want to be different.
But have nothing new.

The mirrors still survive.
Dead in the halls of memory.
It makes us need it with it.
The monster that never tires and the fighter that never tries.

So have an apple and turn to love.
The growth rate was promising.
But a pall rises and suddenly checkmate.
How many ways for this to happen?

Every face is a question.
The answers sternly regard.
"I didn't want you to know I was asking."
Damn prophets and profiteers...