I'm here, sorta.Echo, echo, echo....
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Here: A PantoumI am here Wishing, waiting, wanting A trinket of verisimiltude, A moment of always.Here: A Pantoum
Wishing, waiting, wanting For time to stand still, A moment of always, And for you to stay.
For time to stand still Is asking a wish too much, And for you to stay Would be pushing too hard.
Is asking a wish too much After heavy breaths of intimacy? Would I be pushing too hard When I have expected so much?
After heavy breaths of intimacy, A trinket of verisimilitude, When I have expected so much … I am here.
by ~girlonstage
My vote: 2008If someone sent me one more of those “get the real truth about Barack Obama” e-mails, I was going to scream. Early on in the campaign, I remained extremely uncommitted and I’ve prided myself on being rather moderate as I’ve grown older (despite the people out there who remain committed that I am a radical, liberal witch). I’m going to vote to Sen. Barack Obama. But even before I made that decision, I remained wary of the guy, but not because of some of the whacky reasons people claim to not like Obama. Anyone with a fan-boy following makes me wary. I was thatMy vote: 2008
by ~girlonstage
The weird girlI was an extremely awkward child. With frizzy hair, some buck teeth, and a complete lack of coordination that exempted me from many team sports, I always felt just plain awkward. I had very good friends growing up, some of whom moved away before we completely grew, but they still left fond memories in my mind. It was boys, much to my mother’s chagrin, with whom I bonded better. In a neighborhood dominated by my older brother and his pack of friends, it was hard not to learn quickly the dynamics of young men. And so, I spent many recesses hangin’ with the guys.The weird girl
I
by ~girlonstage
chancein some terminal with a buried fuel gauge and an empty wallet, i am sitting on achance
brief fence; considering chance, comparing forward to backward.
i am thinking of Frost pacing in the southern summer heat, looking down the same runway
wondering if there was meaning in those stanzas . if i took advice from poetic bullshit . &n
by ~girlonstage
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Some Nights: A discussionSome Nights: A discussionSome Nights: A discussion
Some nights you do nothing, and its gone… Some nights you fill it up and it never ends. You know I listen to Gregorian Chant? I don’t say it much, cuz it’s nerdy, …but hell in a way, its magic.
Magic?
People used to bank on that shit. They used to believe. Not the silly illusion crap. We’re talking real face melting stuff…magic. There’s an aura around that music, a sort of superstitious magical sacredness …because they believed it.
And that’s magic?
And why n
by ~manadrake
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A picture, like a human, will speak a thousand words, and never say a goddamn thing.
Well I take that back, recently it has been more about selling the country down the river by voting for Obama.
Meh...I think I missed my calling, shoulda been a hippie or something
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"Everyone thinks of changing humanity, but no one thinks of changing himself" - Leo Tolstoy
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"Everyone thinks of changing humanity, but no one thinks of changing himself" - Leo Tolstoy
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"Everyone thinks of changing humanity, but no one thinks of changing himself" - Leo Tolstoy
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"Good teaching is 1/3 preparation and 3/4 theater" - Gail Goodwin
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"Everyone thinks of changing humanity, but no one thinks of changing himself" - Leo Tolstoy
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Love and pancake-floss,
Cody C. Gaisser
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