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- I am shapeless without wishes at allpoetry
Hanging
such fragile thoughts out to dry - is America Democratic & How Important is Your Vote? at allpoetry
The simple answer is ‘not really’ & ‘very’.
- Christ. What a Liberal! at allpoetry
I am in constant amazement at the American Bible belt and the steadfast beliefs that underpin their faith and so often spill over into right wing politics. One of the constant sources of fascination is Jesus Christ himself an - Maybe a thought at allpoetry
or maybe not - Fuck Sartre! at allpoetry
Slowly across this barren page
he continues balling thoughts like a dung beetle. - And To The Music Sway at allpoetry
I don't see you as a headstone
on a bleak Winter's Day. - Most people do not consider themselves an idiot. at allpoetry
Here is a generalisation verging on a fallacy.
- She’s fogged the glasses of old Tom Clarke at allpoetry
My name is Gordon Cummin
I am great with guns and runnin’ - The Stare Master at allpoetry
When Mandy had an orgasm she w ould scream the heart out of a warm summer night like King Kong was banging her.
- No Rondo After That at allpoetry
We clap hands to sing louder songs to fend
off death, to still this fear but all times fade - Somebody picks the story up at allpoetry
STATE-OF-THE-ART TOURING EXHIBIT
OPENS TO EXPOSE PSYCHIATRY’S HUMAN RIGHTS ABUSES - reserved at allpoetry
reserved - Have South African Nazis Taken Over Eastern Mental Health in Victoria, Australia? at allpoetry
Garth Daniels wants to be a photographer – to capture a moment of exquisite beauty or a timeless truth. Garth Daniels wants to be free.
- snippets and snatches at allpoetry
I lie.
- 38 Cents and a Scrap of Paper at allpoetry
There is a shoreline running from the swirling centre of your creativity - James Dean Looked So Alone at allpoetry
Most people appear lost, scared and desperate- living beneath a Sword of Damocles just crying - Still These Pages Have Them Dancing at allpoetry
Ephemeral lives are yours and mine of ancient patterns Spun with threads of metamorphic echoes; of every dread - All’s Well at the Bates Motel at allpoetry
If I had a nice apple and you a nice pair I’d forget that apple and eat you then and there - Small Jerks at allpoetry
Indigo is the colour of silence. You can’t read that anywhere; - How Machiavelli, with Christ by his side, gave Sun Tzu one right up the klacker and in the process fucked up the western world. at allpoetry
“Men are so simple and so much inclined to obey immediate needs that a deceiver will never lack victims for his deceptions.” - Machiavelli One has trouble remembering a world before George W, - my fucking Doppelganger at allpoetry
It is only a small thread of insanity that ties me together Holds in compassion, prevents memories from spilling, - Is that 1968 really 40 years ago or is it now? at allpoetry
The only way many of us can possibly see the future is to look at the past and its looking like déjà vu. At the urging of journalist Pete Hamil, who quickly got himself onto Nixon’s blacklist with his scathing artic - [ I noticed this will be my 500th piece of writing posted on AP. Lucky me, lucky you. I thought rather than placing the usual bit of creative self indulgence on here, opening another window to the jumble sale that is my mind, I thought who should these pe at allpoetry
I noticed this will be my 500th piece of writing posted on AP. Lucky me, lucky you. I thought rather than placing the usual bit of creative self indulgence on here, opening another window to the jumble sale that is my mind, I - “REMBIT”...thud at allpoetry
Michael mulled over another page of his “Book of Records”. Dreaming. - Reeeeeeeeeeeeeeallllllllllllllllllllllllllly loving you sick at allpoetry
I saw I had won and oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooosome. Absolootly osom - Forest of Fern Trees and Snow at allpoetry
I go to this forest of fern trees and snow Where blizzards batter like darken foe - All Night Towards The Swedes at allpoetry
Sitting, bathed in autumn light, staring through garden beds of wilting lipstick red roses, - State of the Union Address 2008 (Amended Draft) at allpoetry
THE PRESIDENT: Madam Speaker, (mumbles) see that fucking democrat bitch is still with us, my indestructible Vice President Cheney who is held together like “Robocop”, members of Congress, distinguished guests, dead soldiers a - I thought of you at allpoetry
“I have often wondered how it is that every man loves himself more than all the rest of men, but yet sets less value on his own opinion of himself than on the opinion of others.” The Meditations – Book Twelve By Ma - Bhutto at allpoetry
This was written on the 29th October 2007 – “Just a little too juiced up on jingoistic righteous rage” “The problem is that Iran is being courted by Russia and China and fueling tensions between Pakistan and Ind - He looked at me crossed eyed at allpoetry
“How was your week?” Well Monday - Stared Nebular and Lost at allpoetry
Bones creak as if years sell wisdom without lubricant. - Your Perfectly Manicured Muff at allpoetry
Chilling shrill of sadness laced to every note wrote on soaked and shattered memories – we reminisce - a hundred years in your sentence at allpoetry
I have live a hundred years in your sentence dying before you drew your next breath. - My favourite parts of the Bible and what was probably not part of last Sunday’s sermon. at allpoetry
Let me state my beliefs so there is no ambiguity as to what I am on about. I am proud and proclaimed atheist who does not discount the possibility of a higher being but if God has really made Man in His likeness the
