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MRWIGGLEWORM

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ever had one good line and cant get it out of your head? but still cant do anything with it. well here is the place to post it. we cann all borrow from it and make deposits as well. just an idea
 
hum...thanks for asking

MRWIGGLEWORM said:
ever had one good line and cant get it out of your head? but still cant do anything with it. well here is the place to post it. we cann all borrow from it and make deposits as well. just an idea

have been bouncin this one around for a bit...but,...spin it won't..go head...wrap it up...

Wired in weird wrapping
circuits crashing... :catgrin:
 
bluerains said:
have been bouncin this one around for a bit...but,...spin it won't..go head...wrap it up...

Wired in weird wrapping
circuits crashing... :catgrin:

currents arcing
sparks jumpinng across
current seeks
paths of least resistance
always seking ground
 
this one gives me nightmares

full red pouty lips.
more poisonious than the deadliest viper.
 
ruminator said:
currents arcing
sparks jumping across
current seeks
paths of least resistance
always seeking ground

reversing knotted threads
zeroing one direction
silicon transfer
 
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bluerains said:
reversing knoted threads
zeroing one direction
silicon transfer

invisible synaptic response
neurons chipped
artificial intelligence
beats none.
 
did me too in fact

full red pouty lips.
more poisonious than the deadliest viper.

charmer of the staff
she coils in perfect thrust.

I wrote a poem on sensual metaphors about it yesterday....
 
ruminator said:
invisible synaptic response
neurons chipped
artificial intelligence
beats none.

programer jingles
yet, never mingles
in plebeian mud... :D
 
in my chest of poems I have given up..on..

atrous abyss
extends beyond restraints
 
hum...thanks for asking

ruminator said:
How do you mean, given up on...?
... maybe I didn’t mean
throwing in the towel...
I have files of words in my head
often write a couple of sentences
and save them to the rpg drive...
and thats the bone yard for
my unfinished lines..
at least you finish yours..
I have these lyrics waiting
to be played...
like plucking the strings
of a harp...
I try to feel the sound
and sometimes...
the muse just is flat...oh
well..
back to the drawing
board...thanks for asking...
maybe you will have luck
with it..its a great start...
you may have it...
and may it bring you
blessings from your
muse... :rose:
 
it would seem

muses have lended me a catch phrase...
"wooly lambs of obedience"

wow the images conjures...a whirlpool of spin ...spin... :cool:
 
MRWIGGLEWORM said:
ever had one good line and cant get it out of your head? but still cant do anything with it. well here is the place to post it. we cann all borrow from it and make deposits as well. just an idea

do it all the time.. I write them down and later fill in the blanks. My poem Medusa's Chant started that way months ago....

MRW I have to tell you I love your siggy!
happy days
du lac!
 
bluerains said:
... maybe I didn’t mean
throwing in the towel...
I have files of words in my head
often write a couple of sentences
and save them to the rpg drive...
and thats the bone yard for
my unfinished lines..
at least you finish yours..
I have these lyrics waiting
to be played...
like plucking the strings
of a harp...
I try to feel the sound
and sometimes...
the muse just is flat...oh
well..
back to the drawing
board...thanks for asking...
maybe you will have luck
with it..its a great start...
you may have it...
and may it bring you
blessings from your
muse... :rose:


The best I can hope for is that I somehow amuse my muse.

;)

I save everything but then I can't find it when I want it. Isn't that the same as not saving anything?

The thoughts I write are often disconnected, unpolished and unfinished. The only reason they are public is because that's the easiest place to find them if I want them.




g'evening du
 
every thing has

its time under blue skies...we know this...we wait wait upon
the flow..and it does give us...its current...thanks rumi..my wv river of poetic
flavor...
 
bluerains said:
its time under blue skies...we know this...we wait wait upon
the flow..and it does give us...its current...thanks rumi..my wv river of poetic
flavor...

You can't imagine the refuge you provide me by appreciating any hint of unrefined talent I might possess. It inspires me to keep trying.

:rose:
 
sometimes i get a line and it haunts me. like that song you get in your head and start singing, and when you get to the end it starts all over again.
ive had some good lines but thay never fit anywhere. hope someone else will have better luck with them." left handed monkey wrench"
 
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another one

thoughts and ideas running through my mind. Like rabid squirrels in a hickory nut tree, never lighting.
 
burned out

one only has so much to give in life
losing pieces of ourselves as life takes a long drag on us
and falling apart as life flicks the ash of our being
untill ultimately we are crushed and discarded benieth the heel of time
 
MRWIGGLEWORM said:
one only has so much to give in life
losing pieces of ourselves as life takes a long drag on us
and falling apart as life flicks the ash of our being
untill ultimately we are crushed and discarded benieth the heel of time

Life is what you make it!...You get back what you give out...

Everything happens for a reason...doesn't it
 
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