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    #31
    How about a little culture....post your poems.

    I love Jays poetry
    and every one elses here
    maybe poetry isnt every ones thing
    Thats ok
    but budding poets or lovers of poetry
    please keep posting this is a great thread

    Danny

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      #32
      How about a little culture....post your poems.

      The Bluebird

      there's a bluebird in my heart that
      wants to get out
      but I'm too tough for him,
      I say, stay in there, I'm not going
      to let anybody see
      you

      there's a bluebird in my heart that
      wants to get out
      but I pour whiskey on him and inhale
      cigarette smoke
      and the whores and the bartenders
      and the grocery clerks
      never know that
      he's
      in there

      there's a bluebird in my heart that
      wants to get out
      but I'm too tough for him,
      I say,
      stay down, do you want to mess me up?
      you want to screw up the works?
      you want to blow my book sales in
      Europe?

      there's a bluebird in my heart that
      wants to get out
      but I'm too clever, I only let him out
      at night sometimes
      when everybody's asleep.
      I say, I know that you're there,
      so dont be
      sad.

      then I put him back,
      but he's singing a little
      in there, I haven't quite let him
      die
      and we sleep together like
      that
      with our
      secret pact
      and it's nice enough to
      make a man
      weep, but I don't
      weep, do
      you?

      Written: Charles Bukowski

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        #33
        How about a little culture....post your poems.

        poem

        boozing alone
        where even the snowy white pills cant swallow
        i sieze the blue frost of a september morning
        only
        a soft indent of her pillow remains
        a negative of nights electric rythym
        i move on
        to face east
        in unshaven stubbled elegance
        smearing away hot breath
        on spent windows (jL)

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          #34
          How about a little culture....post your poems.

          perfect poem jay thanks you have been missed.
          welcome back jay

          Danny

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            #35
            How about a little culture....post your poems.

            I'd like to share with you all a poem I wrote to my brother-in-law that was going through a really tough time after being kicked out of the house. A little back ground, It was a toxic home with no respect to one another.
            ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
            Into this world another child is born
            A helpless, impressionable tyke,
            He's so soft and beautiful in Gods eyes
            For the parents to do as they like.

            He was their possession, and you owed dear,
            So they used to say
            We feed you, and put a roof over-head
            Listen or be on your way.

            So this little tyke, looking like a man
            Was up against a wall,
            He hadn't much a choice, but to make the move
            I think it was late in the fall.

            And when everything is said and done,
            Those things are stored away
            They're piled up somewhere and never leave
            You live with that every day.

            Sometime just pull that stuff out,
            And you'll see... there's a little boy;
            He's been covered for years, and left behind,
            When he could have brought so many such joy.

            Only you can pull that stuff away,
            And send it up above
            Cause God can filter out the hurt
            And give back to you the love.

            Take that little boy in your arms,
            Now you can see him clear;
            That stuff will never pile up again
            As long as you hold him near.

            He knows you deserve happiness,
            And never again will he hide,
            Cause you'll always be his hero
            Facing life with you side by side.

            Written, Feb. 21,1991

            Update, Steve now lives in Hamilton, has a great job, just bought his first home along with his loving girlfriend. He just needed to believe in himself all those years ago.
            __________________

            ~Niblet~

            ~ I hear a whinny on the wind~

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              #36
              How about a little culture....post your poems.

              Niblet,
              i am sure you helped him to believe in him self such wonderful writing I love this thread thanks tony IAD

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                #37
                How about a little culture....post your poems.

                Culture huh? There once was a gal from Nantucket............No Wait, probably not considered culture :H

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                  #38
                  How about a little culture....post your poems.

                  Hart...I'm going there!! *I* did not write this. My daughter told me this, although she didn't write it either.....you might notice like mother, like daughter. And it keeps with my manic writings of today. I probably shouldn't post this, but my filter seems to be off today.

                  Live by land
                  Die by sea
                  Anyone f**** with you
                  Dies by me.
                  Noelle sez "Do want you like, like what you do. Life is Good."

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                    #39
                    How about a little culture....post your poems.

                    Hart...
                    I came real close to say that the girl from Nantucket was no to be metioned!!! We know what she is all about.,,,LOL :H
                    ?Be who you are and say what you feel because
                    those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind.?
                    Dr. Seuss

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                      #40
                      How about a little culture....post your poems.

                      hope for a friend

                      gray clouds hug the ground
                      smothering my lost spirit
                      rising sun warms me
                      sigpic

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                        #41
                        How about a little culture....post your poems.

                        haiku for Easter

                        out of the darkness
                        the light shines and bells ring clear
                        Easter season comes
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                          #42
                          How about a little culture....post your poems.

                          very nice hulagirl, and I love your beagle too

                          ~ I hear a whinny on the wind~

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                            #43
                            How about a little culture....post your poems.

                            " Roses are Red and Vilotes are Blue if I had stripes....I'ld live in a zoo ! Keep them coming boys and girls....IAD
                            ?Be who you are and say what you feel because
                            those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind.?
                            Dr. Seuss

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