Does anyone else just, when you have a spare moment, take a pen and scibble down a poem; just whatever comes to your mind. I did that about five minutes ago (I'm at work) and this is what came out...
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One more day to be normal
Because I came to be too late,
I had one more day to be normal.
I was still unable to change your fate,
But I still had one more day to be normal.
You left without a sad goodbye,
You left with no goodbye at all,
On the wings of doves to fly to heights
I can’t reach for the coming Fall.
My life will change, of that I’m sure,
For which way, I have no clue,
But to live without you,
it will never do, my God, it will never do.
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does anyone else do this with their spare seconds? i dunno, just being a work filing papers dulls my brain; so whenever I can I try to scribble something halfway intelligible/creative down to make me feel less like a cog in the corporate machine.
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"When looking up there, I just felt whole, like I belonged. Like one day I too would shine my most brilliant. Sitting there also made me think about sitting through services at my little country church back home. About that never-changing congregation of the same sixty-seven people and everyone has known you since before you were born. Now, out here in the real world, everything just seemed more vivid than when I used to sit in that little pew. That pew that was now so, so far away from where I was. I feared I had somehow left God behind there, too. I feared he was somehow just sitting there, saving my seat on the fifth pew from the front row, just waiting on me to come back. I left so quickly, I worried that he may not have noticed I was gone. And, now, I’m just too far away to find. So he’s just sitting there, patiently waiting on me to come back. I closed my eyes and prayed a moment. I hoped more than anything that he could still hear me." -an excerpt from my novella, A Sea of Fallen Leaves.
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great job, and yes many of us do, i write in school all the time. And when i don't feel like donig homework... again great stuff!
-Liam
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when i have a spare moment, i just get really happy, because i never have a spare moment.. so i do nothing.. i enjoy the nothing-ness
[glow=white] faceless lies it's easy to speak when[/glow]
[glow=white]every word is your own[/glow]
[glow=white] selfish eyes look onward in protest as we[/glow]
[glow=white] tear down their disguise[/glow]
[glow=white]every word is your own[/glow]
[glow=white] selfish eyes look onward in protest as we[/glow]
[glow=white] tear down their disguise[/glow]
i almost had a whitty remark to that... but i'm too damn tired!
-Liam
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The best poetry is when you arnt trying, just writing. I find that I'll write things I didnt know I had in me. Its like opening up the flood gates to your sub-conscious for 30 seconds.
-Sarah
Goodbye you liar,
Well you sipped from the cup but you don't own up to anything
Then you think you will inspire
Take apart your head
(and I wish I could inspire)
Take apart your demons, then you add it to the list.
Goodbye you liar,
Well you sipped from the cup but you don't own up to anything
Then you think you will inspire
Take apart your head
(and I wish I could inspire)
Take apart your demons, then you add it to the list.
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well... i have a whole website for my stream of consciousness www.nogsite.2ya.com
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