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alienpoet i've been here before-but where am i now


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Posted: Sun Apr 06, 2008 8:16 pm Post subject: alien and Penpainter... Transformation |
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the rebar exposed itself to a half blind world
the makings and the shakings
some stand some fall
searching for a silver lining
grasping for a last lifesaving straw
in the darkness ....
the searching has left me a life that's all unfurled
the ‘sakings and the fakings
some banned some call
and some that just sit there whining
bewildered by the false tooth and claw
spirit’s Loch Ness ....
facing the monsters of reality and unreality
the unexplained and the self -pained
mirrors full of unknown faces
don't bother to turn around to look
there's nothing behind but ghostly spaces
voices trying to confess...
trapped within the terror of my own vicious plurality
the psychic-strained and the ego stained
dips to lower mental places
try to tear those pages from the book
is like wearing cleats without the laces
as frantic must obsess
tracing a mind-map triple deep infinity
going safely forward is detained fully unexplained
the directions are secret coded exact numbered paces
in days before i tried until the earth shook
i fear inner explosion as my confused heart races
stumbling along pathless
gracing the brain gap ripple sleep divinity
knowing darkly the good deeds' abstained while their ghosts complained
the affections of youth have taken on such lurid faces
i can't find the answers in any man's book
my feelings on implosion on my heart leave their traces
yet so oddly wrathless _________________ Dakota (Alien)Sky Raphael
next stop ...alienpoet
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penpainter Dry Ice


Joined: 13 May 2007 Posts: 1325 Location: Manchester, NH
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Posted: Sat Apr 12, 2008 12:06 pm Post subject: |
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the searching has left me a life that's all unfurled
the ‘sakings and the fakings
some banned some call
and some that just sit there whining
bewildered by the false tooth and claw
spirit’s Loch Ness .... _________________ I am very old, and i am far too young. I will die late too early, with many songs unsung |
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alienpoet i've been here before-but where am i now


Joined: 01 Feb 2006 Posts: 4947 Location: my digs, being strange
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Posted: Sun Apr 13, 2008 12:26 am Post subject: |
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the rebar exposed itself to a half blind world
the makings and the shakings
some stand some fall
searching for a silver lining
grasping for a last lifesaving straw
in the darkness ....
the searching has left me a life that's all unfurled
the ‘sakings and the fakings
some banned some call
and some that just sit there whining
bewildered by the false tooth and claw
spirit’s Loch Ness ....
facing the monsters of reality and unreality
the unexplained and the self -pained
mirrors full of unknown faces
don't bother to turn around to look
there's nothing behind but ghostly spaces
voices trying confess... _________________ Dakota (Alien)Sky Raphael
next stop ...alienpoet
sloganizer.net
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http://a7underground.wetpaint.com/
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penpainter Dry Ice


Joined: 13 May 2007 Posts: 1325 Location: Manchester, NH
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Posted: Sun Apr 13, 2008 1:26 pm Post subject: |
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the rebar exposed itself to a half blind world
the makings and the shakings
some stand some fall
searching for a silver lining
grasping for a last lifesaving straw
in the darkness ....
the searching has left me a life that's all unfurled
the ‘sakings and the fakings
some banned some call
and some that just sit there whining
bewildered by the false tooth and claw
spirit’s Loch Ness ....
facing the monsters of reality and unreality
the unexplained and the self -pained
mirrors full of unknown faces
don't bother to turn around to look
there's nothing behind but ghostly spaces
voices trying confess...
trapped within the terror of my own vicious plurality
the psychic-strained and the ego stained
dips to lower mental places
try to tear those pages from the book
is like wearing cleats without the laces
as frantic must obsess _________________ I am very old, and i am far too young. I will die late too early, with many songs unsung |
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alienpoet i've been here before-but where am i now


Joined: 01 Feb 2006 Posts: 4947 Location: my digs, being strange
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Posted: Fri Apr 18, 2008 1:13 am Post subject: |
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the rebar exposed itself to a half blind world
the makings and the shakings
some stand some fall
searching for a silver lining
grasping for a last lifesaving straw
in the darkness ....
the searching has left me a life that's all unfurled
the ‘sakings and the fakings
some banned some call
and some that just sit there whining
bewildered by the false tooth and claw
spirit’s Loch Ness ....
facing the monsters of reality and unreality
the unexplained and the self -pained
mirrors full of unknown faces
don't bother to turn around to look
there's nothing behind but ghostly spaces
voices trying to confess...
trapped within the terror of my own vicious plurality
the psychic-strained and the ego stained
dips to lower mental places
try to tear those pages from the book
is like wearing cleats without the laces
as frantic must obsess
tracing a mind-map triple deep infinity
going safely forward is detained fully unexplained
the directions are secret coded exact numbered paces
in days before i tried until the earth shook
i fear inner explosion as my confused heart races
stumbling along pathless _________________ Dakota (Alien)Sky Raphael
next stop ...alienpoet
sloganizer.net
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http://a7underground.wetpaint.com/
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penpainter Dry Ice


Joined: 13 May 2007 Posts: 1325 Location: Manchester, NH
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Posted: Fri Apr 18, 2008 11:11 pm Post subject: |
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transformation
the rebar exposed itself to a half blind world
the makings and the shakings
some stand some fall
searching for a silver lining
grasping for a last lifesaving straw
in the darkness ....
the searching has left me a life that's all unfurled
the ‘sakings and the fakings
some banned some call
and some that just sit there whining
bewildered by the false tooth and claw
spirit’s Loch Ness ....
facing the monsters of reality and unreality
the unexplained and the self -pained
mirrors full of unknown faces
don't bother to turn around to look
there's nothing behind but ghostly spaces
voices trying to confess...
trapped within the terror of my own vicious plurality
the psychic-strained and the ego stained
dips to lower mental places
try to tear those pages from the book
is like wearing cleats without the laces
as frantic must obsess
tracing a mind-map triple deep infinity
going safely forward is detained fully unexplained
the directions are secret coded exact numbered paces
in days before i tried until the earth shook
i fear inner explosion as my confused heart races
stumbling along pathless
gracing the brain gap ripple sleep divinity
knowing darkly the good deeds' abstained while their ghosts complained
the affections of youth have taken on such lurid faces
i can't find the answers in any man's book
my feelings on implosion on my heart leave their traces
yet so oddly wrathless
_________________ I am very old, and i am far too young. I will die late too early, with many songs unsung |
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alienpoet i've been here before-but where am i now


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Posted: Sat Apr 19, 2008 1:34 am Post subject: |
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thanks for writing with me Pen!!! _________________ Dakota (Alien)Sky Raphael
next stop ...alienpoet
sloganizer.net
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http://a7underground.wetpaint.com/
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penpainter Dry Ice


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Posted: Sat Apr 19, 2008 1:40 am Post subject: |
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You're very welcome, AP!
Thanx for havin' me. _________________ I am very old, and i am far too young. I will die late too early, with many songs unsung |
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