~QwithoutaU
Walking Haight Street.
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Another roundBook sale on the counter. My last edition tagged "Free".Another round
Bound in local papers, Nobody ever reads.
-Research study.
You can add ten minutes, here.
(Because you can't go home.)
You'll add ten minutes, here. &
by ~QwithoutaU
Because until you" Say it" she said.Because until you
A haze above a slab of gray, tucked behind the branches
sway
-Why must you always wait?
"Again and again." He'd say.
A stare trapped in the windowpane, Lattice ladders and a path, lead to the gate.
Away.
Take her.
&n
by ~QwithoutaU
Haight Street MarathonWhen "Rewind" just doesn't do it justice,Haight Street Marathon
For this name, upon a grain of rice.
Trapped in a vile Kept neat, and nice.
Those last words were left last years and years. But remembered for all time, and kept there
For years and years.
When "anytime" was a check, I'd stowed and will collect-
Kept in a keeper- Kept where other ends were left.
Those last tears were wept and wept for what was left, The duration of which is kept in the same place.
For years...
by ~QwithoutaU
Because I often wonderWhy it was-Because I often wonder
Or maybe when.
Before you're eyes were blue, or green; And gold, upon the wall.
"And though these things may never stay"
And bedsheets broke the fall.
There was a smile and a walk; A plea, pressed against the sand.
"Could you only slow, just for a moment?"
And long fingers grasped my hand.
And pausing still, to just recall;
...That I once knew that man.
by ~QwithoutaU
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The AngelWhen once a mortal walked the day, A heavenly angel passed his way, He took one look at her and began to cry, She came down to tell him it would be alright.The Angel
Then she kissed him and flew away, He sat there, waiting for her everyday, But never would she come, He'd stay there wondering how he'd been so dumb.
Then one day she returned again, But his heart could never mend, She cried and pleaded, what had she done? He told her that she'd been the one, But she had just left him out to dry.
She could never undestand the things that he had said, A
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FridaySo I called you at home hoping you'd be there;Friday
And we exchanged silent feelings between whispered worries;
Hours passed.
"It's getting cold; I'm tired.
Come over?"
Three beeps.
We didn't quite make pancakes, Didn't quite tell the whole story;
We sat in silence.
I watched you undress through innocent eyes; And find comfort curled through silk security.
You lay silently sleeping; I sit holding your hands within mine.
Unsure of myself, Yet so sure of my feelings; With every passing moment
by !adamguest1985
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- Current Residence: Beside the window.
- Interests: Music,Cars, Roadtrips, Sharpies, Polaroids, Vintage, Garage Sales and Lake Miltona
- Favourite band or musician: Anything by that Benjamin guy
- Favourite genre of music: Indie, Acoustic, Ska, 80's, Punk, Emo
- Operating System: <3
- Shell of choice: Silverstein
- Wallpaper of choice: Smiles
- Favourite gaming platform: SNES
- Personal Quote: "My pen is the barrel of the gun, remind me what side you should be on..."
- Tools of the Trade: A Little Red Olds
- Website: http://www.myspace.com/QminusU
- AIM: YerJohnCusack
- Yahoo: phhs07
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~QwithoutaU
Is writing what you couldn't say...
-And living what you promised wouldn't happen.
Your Missouri-tagged poetry led me to your site.
I'm trying to get the word out to Missouri area Deviants about a little festival I'm producing in early May.
More information at
[link]
and the Meetup site
[link]
Please send this to any Missouri/Kansas writers you may know who would be interested.
Thanks!
Mark Pearce
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It was 15 minutes of sleep. Andy Worhol was misquoted.
1. Post these rules.
2. Each person tagged must post 8 random facts about themselves.
3. Tags should write a journal/ blog of these facts.
4. At the end of the post 8 more persons are tagged and named.
5. Go to their page and leave a comment telling them they're tagged.
6. You cannot tag the person who tagged you.
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