Free Thoughts~on One word...

Pressure gauged by tensions stages
when the core draws hard the rhythm right
the sound of slip of slide the smack
of a beat timed by urgency, when wet is the join
of pelvis crash and groin crush
flexed sinew taut and we truss each to the other
in a rope of arms and legs knotted together
rawhide leather, stretched to breaking

screams that mean nothing but fuck
me. are panted, gasped, breathless grasped
in clammy hands that bead with sweat
everthing is liquid
chemical reactions
chlorine and break fluid

the heat unbearable
as the first drops mingle
to explode a torrent of
wracked spasms
where everything is erupting
in a display to shame Pompeii
 
Hello, my friends ;)

Been gone a while. Trying this with my android :)

Hope everyone is doing awesome!!

I've been gone a while but I have so much, still yet
To share. Want to write,create, dive into this beautiful world of writing/Lit .... Never come up...

Sending lotza love, always

RF~~~ ;;))
 
today, I cried

not because i'm sad, not
because life is so doom,
gloom

because, i feel like i'm getting older
life, little things

time telling, get up
go, get to
g r o w l

i'm young at heart
happy
smiles all

the time but please tell me, when time

time

moved, moves on?

wild, crazy, happy laughng
linguisic, marvels
beholding moments
seconds

i'm short on it all
i'm falling short of, what if's
what happenens, happend??

i screamk, shout

slowly move

on. No, my time
is here now

but loife chooses it's. her ???
her???

own moments to creap up over, behold, take

hold of my every thought
my every

dream. SCREAMINGLY, I sh
out. NO

NO

I CHOOSE WHEN,
HOW! i DE-

CIDE!!

.......................
I Know you hear me. I want
More, i want

now ....


I still yet watch, siently, I
watch. I am my own

I decide, me

seems, still yet, I silently sit by, watching,
counting, creep---
ing y. I am

no, do not take! I

i

i

i

.......


hello ... ???
 
Anyone want to share a "Free Thought?"

if not, I shall have a word, phrase .. thought

coming soon.
Poetry boards have to wake up ... ::))
 

Ideas have shapes,
and they're always too narrow,
especially the ideas that feel
as big as a cloudless day,
spinning on the rides at the county fair,
cotton candy contentment
feels like it will never end,
but ideas have edges
just as daylight is shaped by dark,
and if days could exist
all through their nights,
ideas could mean everything,
but they never do.
 
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Shape ..

NOUN
.
shape (plural noun)

1.the external form or appearance characteristic of someone or something; the outline of an area or figure:
"she liked the shape of his nose" ·
[more]
synonyms: form · appearance · configuration · formation · structure ·
[more]
2.the particular condition or state of someone or something:
"he was in no shape to drive" ·
[more]
synonyms: condition · health · fettle · order

VERB
.
shapes (third person present)

1.give a particular shape or form to:

"most caves are shaped by the flow of water through limestone" ·
[more]

synonyms: form · fashion · make · mold · model · cast · sculpt ·
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Shape ...



Our new Free Thought word ..

You think you got it in ya to write??

I challenge ya!!


>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>


New .. old friend here. Just getting used to the new peramiters and .. stuff for posting.

Happy to be back and really excited. Hoping to start a new ... generation.. of thought..


be happy my friends ::))


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Free thoughts about how the, for lack of better word, dominant side of emerged.

This will be my first poem. Thank you for being a part of it.


----

Shape


Clumsy and undefined, it seeks existence before it can survive.
Although it is out of focus, recognition gives it life.

Acceptance claws at doubt and removes uncertainty the way a sculptor feverishly removes clay from a shape that has always been there.

Soul born nudges evolve to instincts. Hunger becomes appetite as my pallete grows.

----

How about focus as the new word?

Dominant ...


I
 
I hope that life is treating you well,
I imagine you've many tales to tell
of your 2 fine lads and how they've grown
into young men sound of mind and bone

and the baby boy, no longer just coos,
but a toddler wearing through shoes, and more shoes
(and sometimes your nerves),
though you have a long fuse

What's become of your oldest,
is she still the boldest
of all of Your brood
or have the years tempered her moods?

Those once familiar faces and names
now seem so distant and out of frame
they blur into the background
but still you remain

in focus, in mind
inside, in my heart
a treasure well hidden
from which I can't part

You know I hope every happiness comes your way
that you languish in love at the end of the day
I only wish it was me when the hours are late
and curse my foolishness in making you wait.

:rose: :kiss: :heart:


Yes, I have 3 young.. lads
now, a maiden that has
wed. Yet,

I think often,
think
wonder
spend time dreaming,

in
love
out, past days
counting
spending
wondering ..

what has become
of

you?

my bold knight, soft
gentle

speaking
brazen and bold

where are thou?:

Soft, gentle, words
whispered
whippled..
washed over me.


Simple, kind
eyes
that always worshipped
whispered
wanton,
naughtiness into
my soul....

My nerves,
stay bare
my heart
ever more so. You
you

always have a spot,
a silken
"salty"
spot ....

Come, come
out

wherever

you are ....

;)
 
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