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i've got a couple...

This one's from a couple of years ago, and doesn't have a name:

The star-studded wet green fields
Sway to the time of a northern breeze.
Walking out in the sweet rhythm
Drinking in air
Thick and soft
In the mystery of a night
Crowded with ghosts
Of a thousand dead butterflies
The living air
shimmers and ripples.
But I don’t look back
As I swim through it, away.

This one also doesn't have a name, and i believe it's from last year:

I’m sitting in the TV Coney Island
Watching the rides
Presiding.
I gotta go to a new place every day
Paris is next,
To whenever paris was Paris.
After that it’s the bus station on 178th street
From there who knows
I flew in the morning while the fog was still clearing from my windows
Walking down the streets
Heavy with dew and grey
Flew to San Francisco to see some real fog
But I never stayed on there more than a few days
Sleeping peacefully among the flowers, lost souls,
The bookstores and the beats.
Well then I drove down to Los Angeles but I didn’t care
For LA LA land and
the drive was all I wanted anyway
since I lost mine somewhere in summer
way back when
I was laying way down in the mad jungle
Again

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A few Haiku

scaring the children
with his shaggy beard--they come
back to tug on it

well tended garden
rows and rows of organic herbs
most of them legal

passing the peace pipe
community of gentle souls
rests between sets

morning dew
never quite the same
since walking thru it

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darkness

darkness
comes
fast,
eye's didn't see,
claws grip
barbs cover
veiled lies,
why
do you
not
listen to me,
paths of the dragon
lead only to
pain,
what
made you
fall.
darkness

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JC

Who are you really??

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oh no

not the tibet thing again. I told you tibet will take care of their own.
and so it is writen that way my son.

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Criminalize the Dali Lama

This graffiti ridicules the criminalization of the Dali Lama
Brother james, cousin simon are here to help you hide the family picture of the Dali Lama.
Buddha shaped hourglass turns over aspects of charity into sinless acts of sacrifice.
Turtle shell fell into pieces here forth the national future action will leave neither without.

Chant neutral bible quotes with help from strangers,
Abandon status as Moses under house arrest
An integration of meditations going to church barefoot
The code of China is embroidered on prayer sleeves.

The privileged offer no dialog over the satellite which set aside the rights of human beings
Reinventing the myth of being arrested in front of his family
Martial law students subvert their subculture feeling abandoned by progressive societies
People in power are doing wrong kick down the door and be taken away Panchen Lama

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aerobic excercise

dancin' with Jack on my shoulders this morning...my heart is going good and...Lord knows I'm a voodoo child baby...Jack pat pat pat on my crew cut head and hoot hoot hoot as I spin and dance along and suddenly I throw my dreads back in the hot southern sun of Alabama with all twelve fingers outstretched from the end of my spine shooting acid electricity screaming cause I'm a voodoo child...........voodoo child.......and jack holds on smiling and laughing and digging every bit of it all the way back to our living room...

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Just a little bit more of the Madman's Ramblin'

Stray cat shufflin’ down
the street at dawn
Don’t know where he’s been, but
it’s time to go home.

Blind rat hiding in
the shadow’s light
He’s too old to run, but
not afraid to fight.

Storm clouds blowin’ in
from miles around
Gotta seek shelter, or
your soul might drown.

Sometimes it’s hard to hear
what’s harder to say
Have to keep living, Lord,
for one more day.

There’s no way out, and just
one way down
Devil’s gonna catch you
just hanging around

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Awesome reading, folks -

Awesome reading, folks - keep `em coming!!! Stuman, thanks for getting this started!

*Starr*

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I had a dream

I had a dream
I was a great travler of all space and time
I have no control of this journey
I own nothing but the clothes on my body
and an old tatterd road map
I have no freinds
I have no familly
no knowlege of where or when i would travle
only the knowleageto help people i did not know
I was tired.
I did sleep, only to awaken in a different place
a different time
just wandering, looking for road sings
and checking my old tatterd road map
to determin where i was
every day every hour
a different senario
different people, different places
I would fall into peopls lives
like the leaves falling in autum
I would help these strange people
no matter of their situation
they did not know me
they did not remember me
so so very tired
scared to sleep
I never know where
or when I will wake
It is off to sleep I go
where i will wake ,I do not know
Is this a dream at all ?
Oh so very strange where the road leads.

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