Synnie6 September 2005 at 7:52pmPosts: 4169 (0 today)Status: offline
sorry, that was this wine :>
Paul Cronin23 September 2005 at 4:08pmPosts: 109 (0 today)Status: offline
Hey there,bring your blue skies and lend me your pen.Another for your palate - still working on another.Thanks for all whom have added there words.Paul BeliefI was looking for youAround the corner and down the streetbut I met someone I did not expect to meetBut by then I just tripped over my own feetIt was that same old fearThat same old feelingNothing has changedThe leaves they fallThe heat burns awayNo matter how hard I try I just run awayRun away to my hiding placeRun away to the skyRun away please hold my handSomeone please help me understandI stay at home and I wait for your callBut the waiting makes me feel you don?t love me at allI hide myself in endless puzzles that dull my sensesAnd when you have let me in I put up those familiar fencesI?m just a runaway train with no destinationThe hands on the clock they call meMy desire pushes me toward youNo matter how hard I try I just run awayRun away with defenses upRun away looking for an exitRun away with dishonorWhy the hell do I even tryI don?t believe in myself anymorePaul Cronin 2005
varda23 September 2005 at 5:46pmPosts: 10 (0 today)Status: offline
WOW Paul!!...WOW Everyone!!...I had no Idea.You are all so Beautiful...thanks for this...keep writing...please. varda
mercy23 September 2005 at 8:43pmPosts: 1127 (0 today)Status: offline
nice work my friend pablito! but if you run away... could you be back by october 7th for the chicago gathering?:> that's some good honey you made, invisible bee!
Piperbones Jones24 September 2005 at 10:31pmPosts: 1571 (0 today)Status: offline
LyricThere are sighs through the woodland leaves That danced with the wind in laughter.There are cruel-tossed lovesCarved in the pinesThat many crossed hereafter.J
Synnie24 September 2005 at 10:40pmPosts: 4169 (0 today)Status: offline
Two way passageleaves a messagein between fire in the greenbalanced overviewsomething comes out newboth ways clearAll fine here....
mercy24 September 2005 at 11:13pmPosts: 1127 (0 today)Status: offline
pretty words falling from your skies, piperbones and chicara. think i'll leave the umbrella closed and let them rain down on me.
Synnie25 September 2005 at 11:20pmPosts: 4169 (0 today)Status: offline
It may be firewater, but the cleansing one, the way the indians and old chinese used it, or the Japanese, for sacred sake-festivals, for god's sake...what ever its name may be, wherever..and fire can be like those firewalks too, purifications for example, if used wisely and for in spirit(!) sharing-ceremonies ing reasons....not for killings...but singing and dancing together at least, for a start for more...togetherness.Too tired to build up rhymes today, but happy ...to share this feeling... (did not have any sake, because I had to'work', but was reminded on this...warmly and welcomed. New circles found and established. Could work out well)
Paul Cronin27 September 2005 at 5:12pmPosts: 109 (0 today)Status: offline
some more for you cats and kittensPlay time.Just below the surface I see the tensionIt cracks the mold of the young and the oldLips full and tender asking me to surrenderA brush of the skin brings the needles and pinsA gaze from you just makes my heart beat to your drumPut the balls away this is no gameThe scent of your hair escapes all but a nameI will trust your wordI will bring you tearsI will set the fire of your fearsThe fire in your eyes it sends a disguiseThe mask I have worn it so long it has become meStranded on your shore I feel an obligation to do moreBut the wall of description defies my sensesGiving me a chance to break down your defenses.Nothing in this magic hat can hide my desireSeeing your clothes on the floor I slither into your tender lairI will trust my lustI will break the barsI will follow you until you care for me. Paul Cronin 2005
mercy27 September 2005 at 6:02pmPosts: 1127 (0 today)Status: offline
holy smokes pabs. super tasty, that was! wow. may be my favorite one of yours i've had the honor to read. you're such a cool cat.
Synnie9 October 2005 at 10:19pmPosts: 4169 (0 today)Status: offline
I realized it needed an ending. This is actually the lyrics to a new song I have been working on ( and I am certain Paul and others could put their words to music as well if not done already). Thanks, Christina and thanks Betina for your encouragements and kindnesses.The second part of the song ( the 3 word line) is sung over the 3rd to create a merged chorus effect, a difficult thing to relate via simple text. So enjoy, all...?Reconciled?There are sighs through the woodland leavesThat danced with the wind in laughter.There are cruel-tossed lovesCarved in the pines That many crossed hereafter.Awake, aflame, anew.....And the fields of colors swimming, In living waters never dimming.And the starry nights keep spinningAs the bells rain down their ringingTo release a new beginning.
K'Ehleyr10 October 2005 at 12:11pmPosts: 8422 (0 today)Status: offline
Just wrote it, so it's a little bit in the rough...It's not easyIt's not easy being a god in a godless landIt's not easy being a king without a throneIt's not easy being a war lord without a warhave to settle for being a powerless droneIt's not easy finding my loveIt's not easy proving myselfIt's not easy rising aboveIt's not easy being stuck on a shelfWhen the gods wake up to a complicated landWhat will they do, what is their planWhen the gods wake up...will they take controlThey must be disappointed at the likes of manIt's not easy devastating the townto prove the power, to prove they are backIt's not easy to teaching man the truthThe land they've gained...it's soul they lackIt's not easy being god...among unbelieversto bellow and shout in an effort to be knownIt's not easy caring so much for human kindwhen human's seem to have their souls on loanIt's not easy...it's not easy...it's not easy
rainy10 October 2005 at 4:26pmPosts: 81 (0 today)Status: offline
I wandered lonely as a cloud :> That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of golden daffodils; Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the milky way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance. The waves beside them danced; but they Out-did the sparkling waves in glee: A poet could not but be gay, In such a jocund company: I gazed--and gazed--but little thought What wealth the show to me had brought: For oft, when on my couch I lie In vacant or in pensive mood, They flash upon that inward eye Which is the bliss of solitude; And then my heart with pleasure fills, And dances with the daffodils.I wonder why the 'ell does Mr William Wordsworth always pop into my head when I listen to Lamb:> :> :> (...ok... some words from the sky...even though they are not mine of course)
Hey Paul,nice work!on the lighter side i thought this some interest to you nature lovers inspired to write great peices of art,under inspiration of other substances:> Just cute thats all,but kinda sad for the "Little Scrappers ",would one think? :-& Squirrels may get hooked on crackFriday, 7th October 2005, 11:40 --------------------------------------------------------------------------------LIFE STYLE EXTRA (UK) - Nature lovers fear squirrels could become hooked on crack cocaine plundered from addicts' hidden stashes.The creatures are thought to be behind a new drugs turf war in Brixton, south London, stealing crack rocks hidden in suburban front gardens. Tough police action to rid the town centre of dealers and addicts has seen crackheads abandon their usual drug stash hideouts. But the blitz has displaced some dealing into nearby residential streets. Drug addicts are known to be hiding small stashes of crack rocks in people's front lawns late at night. Squirrels have been spotted in the same front gardens, seemingly hunting out the buried narcotics. The discovery has led some residents to speculate that the squirrels are already in the grips of addiction. They fear the drugs problem has created a new zoological phenomenon known as the Brixton Crack Squirrel. One central Brixton resident, who asked for his name to be withheld, said "I was chatting with my neighbour who told me that crack users and dealers sometimes use my front garden to hide bits of their stash. "An hour earlier I'd seen a squirrel wandering round the garden, digging in the flowerbeds. "It looked like it knew what it was looking for. "It was ill-looking and its eyes looked bloodshot but it kept on desperately digging. It was almost as if it was trying to find hidden crack rocks." Crack squirrels are a recognised phenomena in America. They are known to live in parks frequented by addicts in New York and Washington DC. The squirrels have been known to attack other park visitors in their frenzied search for their next fix. A spokeswoman for the RSPCA said she had yet to hear of Brixton Crack Squirrels but it would not be out of character for an animal that is well known for foraging."We have not had any dealers reporting the theft of their stash by squirrels but the animal is attracted by smell and if it detects something it likes it will dig it up."If a squirrel did open a bag of crack and start consuming it there is no doubt it would die pretty quickly."I suspect that nobody has reported it because they are a wild animal and when they are found dead no-one cares.":-&
moving along11 October 2005 at 7:06pmPosts: 32 (0 today)Status: offline
Accept disgrace willingly... Accept being unimportant... Surrender yourself humbly; then you can be trusted to care for all things. Love the world as your own self; then you can truly care for all things. ?Lao TzuOn Seeking LoveLove has different meanings at different stages of life. Ultimately, the purpose of love is to expand ourselves through our connection with others. The boundaries of isolation melt in the warmth of life. Love brings meaning to life through its many expressions.Make a bargain with love and notice how these intentions manifest for you when you make love the most important thing in your life. For the next few days, do your best to:? Be kind to yourself and others.? Come from love every moment you can.? Speak of love with others. ? Never give up hope.? Know that you are lovedDeepak Chopra
mb41113 October 2005 at 2:29amPosts: 3 (0 today)Status: offline
Synnie13 October 2005 at 7:46pmPosts: 4169 (0 today)Status: offline
Your "we are the only ones" blue letter bible may be the one for you, but not necessarily for all...still not understood?.....
moving along13 October 2005 at 10:20pmPosts: 32 (0 today)Status: offline
Brad, you got me on a good day:>
ANGELINA13 October 2005 at 10:30pmPosts: 29 (0 today)Status: offline
THE BEAVERThe beaver are gone.And those who saw the beaver are gone.Those who saw the beaver by hundredsand how they live with the watertheir great head downThose who saw the beaver are goneAnd the beaver are gone.///Zack Flett