Cheap imitations and phony real fakes
Lovely cream frosting on tasty shit cakes
Please help yourself to the bounteous delights
Stretching your vision to lofty new heights
People draw pictures and poems they still write
Thinking they make something new for our sight
For such is the world there is nothing new
The grass is still green the sky is still blue
Pictures of flowers and paintings of pain
Everything new is the same old again
Tortured prose written with droll pen and ink
Suicide poems tak…
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Added by H M Bascom on November 8, 2009 at 9:30pm —
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Where Now Sanctuary
To where now do you run
Perused by the Devil or the law
Chased down by the man with the gun
Or fleeing the evil of a war
Where do you now hide
When all the Churches are locked
Once a Sanctuary and a guide
When your World had been rocked
No longer the Sacred safe haven
Of God in the Chancel
No sanctuary found this side of Heaven
When trying to out run the Devil
Even when blood teams down a deluge
No-one now will offer you safe refuge
Flee now and run for the hill
By name…
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Added by Gregory John O'Flaherty on November 8, 2009 at 3:25pm —
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Free-3d-Textures.com
I've spent the last couple of months setting up a new site, which I am still in the process of finishing up. What's left to do is install the image gallery function for downloading free stock photos (someone else is work…
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Added by J. Gracey Stinson on November 5, 2009 at 9:00pm —
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from Redbubble. I hope you all can see me on this site and find me if you want to. I'm never going back.....xx
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Added by Jennifer Glanville on November 5, 2009 at 7:27pm —
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Sunday is Remembrance Day in the UK. A day when we gather at Cenotaphs across the country to remember those who have given their lives for democracy.
It is especially poignant for many families this year in Britain and America as lives continue to be lost in countries like Afghanistan.
My mother's young brother died a horrific death in world war two, trapped in a Lancaster bomber as it fell from the sky over Germany.
I remember him - I also remember, or try to, that there were people on the rece…
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Added by David Meacham on November 5, 2009 at 6:12pm —
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Robyn and I visited a friend yesterday who has an old dog called Toby. He's a lovely, good natured chap, but not so happy to be around young children. Yet when Robyn sat on the floor, Toby made a b-line for her and when she put her arms around his neck (with adults watching carefully, awaiting the tears), he leaned in for a cuddle. This happened four or five times while we were there.
My friend Helen assures me that this is really unusual behaviour for Toby and she has not seen him do it with ot…
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Added by Anne van Alkemade on November 3, 2009 at 10:30pm —
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A short, short story that fluttered into my head just now.
Tiffany's kindness knew no bounds. I regarded this young woman sitting next to me on the ledge, the city lights sparkling in her eyes. I'm sure she'd saved me more than once or twice merely by standing on my stoop, a bottle of Bayley's, a Black Sorrows CD and a bagful of hugs.
She was the very embodiment of the Butterfly Effect, because she was always willing to give smiles to a stranger and you can never really know the consequences of…
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Added by Anne van Alkemade on November 3, 2009 at 1:32am —
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NIMBY (Not In My Back Yard) is the rally cry by many Americans who oppose the opening of a homeless shelter, a food pantry, or a low income housing development. They don’t want all those poor people in their neighborhoods. I faced the NIMBY attitude daily when I served my community and my Country as a volunteer with AmeriCorps. It is astonishing just how much energy people can expend fighting against programs to help the poor and the homeless. What many A
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Added by H M Bascom on November 2, 2009 at 2:00pm —
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I am an ever growing freedom…
An instrument of peace…
At a turning point where I see humility as a gift…
Humility means to show submissive respect…
And by being humble I realize I am not the center of the universe…
Wouldn’t it be nice to have a key to unlock all the magic of my good days….
Humility is that key, that strength granted to me by a power greater than myself…
It’s a priceless gift to surrender when it originates from desperation and defeat…
Giving us a new faith that means freedom and…
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Added by Mark Peterson on October 31, 2009 at 11:15pm —
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The mind, body, and spirit…I can’t tell you how to live your life, but I can share with you how I choose to live mine. We all know it is not what you say, but rather how you say it. You are under your own influence not mine nor anyone else’s…your perception is entirely of your own and only you can decide what is best and right for you. It is always your responsibility to be clear about what you want and to make valuable use of your time…be true to yourself and be proud of who you are…be clear ab…
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Added by Mark Peterson on October 31, 2009 at 4:51pm —
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Happinin' Stuff ...
I probably should spell properly better!
Hmmm...Now! There are a couple of things that are requiring artistic and/or activist attention, I thought I'd send a little circular ...
Art Action Union ... http://www.artactionunion.org
+ C…
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Added by kathleen on October 29, 2009 at 8:59pm —
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I met a man a maudlin dour fellow
Who threw out his line heavy with sorrow
The women lined up to feed from the bait
They told him he'd be happy tomorrow
The more he bemoaned his sad fate and wept
The greater his catch till in peace he slept
A wry smile on his lips thru the dark night
But when he woke he was still as inept
There was an artist though not very good
Became an art critic because she could
Her bitter failure taints every harsh word
Everyone left her alone where she stood
So she wen…
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Added by H M Bascom on October 28, 2009 at 11:30pm —
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The Devil’s in the details
underneath my bed
Lurking, lurching, licking, lapping at my head
The Devil’s in the cupboard
in my coffee cup
Sneaking, slinking, slipping, sucking it all up
The Devil’s in the closet
behind hanging coats
Telling, tripping, talking, taking mental notes
The Devil’s in the writing
reading between lines
Hoping, hating, helping, hoisting up the signs
The Devil’s in the bubble
holding a sharp pin
Poking, pinching, popping, prodding me to sin
The Devil’s in the laundry…
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Added by H M Bascom on October 28, 2009 at 1:08pm —
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Yes, I did disappear. For months and months. Well, I've been around, just not very active, I'm afraid. The summer was tough, and autumn seems to be shaping up to be just as tough.
There hasn't been a lot to inspire one lately; bad weather throughout the summer, and an autumn full of cold temperatures and rain makes me want to curl up with a good book, instead of run around outside with a camera.
I did force myself to go to the Digital Imaging Show in Toronto a couple of weeks ago (hate going t…
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Added by J. Gracey Stinson on October 28, 2009 at 8:18am —
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All poets must die a little each day
Words like blood flowing sometimes spewing forth
Staining blank pages with sorrowful news
Love and filth combine with a broken heart
and tears
And then I die a little more today
My life poured on this gruesome page again
Talentless vultures wait to pick my bones
Watching with rheumy eye and dripping beaks
Hope and time mix with long forgotten dreams
and fears
And then I die a little more today
All poets must die a little each time
Pen scars the paper scrawl…
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Added by H M Bascom on October 27, 2009 at 9:18pm —
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Added by H M Bascom on October 27, 2009 at 4:00pm —
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If I could do it all again
I would commit the very same sin
I would do it all in the same way
No regrets for that fateful day
If I could do it all again
I would not stay my deadly pen
I would hold the course and never stray
But there is more that I would say
If I could do it all again
I would smile at you every now and then
I would lure you here to come and play
Then gobble up my delicious prey
If I could do it all again
I would invite you to my secret den
I would put your carcass on display…
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Added by H M Bascom on October 26, 2009 at 11:39am —
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Today I am Loved...
Today I want to be Loved...
Today I can Feel again...
Today I Believe...
Today I have been Blessed...
Today I Live and Love it...
Today I Know I am safe...
Today, I don't really fuc*ing care what anyone else thinks...
All of you out there PLEASE I'm telling you right now!!!
If you have someone that is your everything, remind
them, tell them what is on your mind keep life real, if you don't you Lose!
Be yourself, that means be who the hell you are!! Don't be who t…
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Added by Samantha G on October 24, 2009 at 11:00am —
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My soul slowly torn apart,
My heart shreds peice by peice,
My desires I no longer see.
My mind so clouded, the hurt I feel inside unbareable.
The one man that stole my heart is silenced : (
Sad but true I need him and just 1 day without him,
in my life is like what some say Hell is.
To love him is natural to feel his soul is my heaven.
He is my friend, my life, my love, my thoughts, my heart,
my soul,you are my world my everything.
I miss you : (
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Added by Samantha G on October 24, 2009 at 4:22am —
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What a fine mess you've made of things
There's some egg left on your face
Let's see what tomorrow brings
Before you leave this place
What a fine mess you've made of this
There's nowhere for you to go
It's what you get for taking the piss
Your friends turned into foe
What a fine mess this has become
There's a lot of work to do
Discretion the rule of thumb
It all comes back to you
What a fine mess you must clean up
Before this day is done
You'll drink bitter from your cup
Your joy will be none…
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Added by H M Bascom on October 24, 2009 at 12:56am —
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Cheap Imitations
Where Now Sanctuary
New Site Launch
I have been suspended
Remembrance
What have we lost
Finding Freedom
Art Action Union Stuff - October 2009
Living for Today
