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Re: BirdOfPrey's Bourbon Street Poetry
DIR By: BirdOfPrey
Date: February 24, 2016, 4:51 pm
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Ty Sir Clay definitely magic ;)
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Re: BirdOfPrey's Bourbon Street Poetry: Reply to Divine 2/24/16
DIR By: BirdOfPrey
Date: February 24, 2016, 4:58 pm
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My Choice
I will tell you now
Profound
From mindset underground
I close my rambling
White lines blurring
Tired lights Spinning
Eyes meet your eyes
Decipher forever
Feelings of leather
Pride wide
Broken aside
The sound of your
Your breath by my ear,
Tell me your mine ....
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Re: BirdOfPrey's Bourbon Street Poetry
DIR By: Clay Death
Date: February 24, 2016, 7:52 pm
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what a magical place this general BirdOfPrey's Bourbon Street
Poetry Stand.
wonderful prose everywhere to touch one's soul.
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Re: BirdOfPrey's Bourbon Street Poetry
DIR By: Clay Death
Date: February 24, 2016, 7:54 pm
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Re: BirdOfPrey's Bourbon Street Poetry
DIR By: Clay Death
Date: February 24, 2016, 7:57 pm
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One Night On Bourbon Street
- Poem by Adam Jeffries
Shallow is the mind of the collective masses. Gathered here to
hawk or to gawk, friendly elixirs numb the body of despair.
Cloaking their spirits with the hunger for bones and flesh,
decadence knows no boundary save the next benchmark to cross.
Yet no amount of debauchery will change the reality that arrives
with the morning dawn – that most of us are still wanting what
we do not have, or have what we do not want. The crude crowd
attracts the unknowing, searching for distraction, craving the
satisfaction of a breast exposed, an award of appreciation
bestowed, from the soul of the collective mass. With each
seduction of our nobility comes the loss of that which can never
be regained: Innocence.
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Re: BirdOfPrey's Bourbon Street Poetry
DIR By: Divine Metamorphoses
Date: February 25, 2016, 2:17 am
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Every word you've spoken
Interwoven
Pressing replay
In my mind
Inspiring my imagination
You interrupt my contemplation
What gives me comfort
Is your acceptance
Of my dark & light
Every time we play
We unite
Creating wondrous
Explosions
In the night
Explosion of emotions
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Re: BirdOfPrey's Bourbon Street Poetry
DIR By: EquineAnn
Date: February 25, 2016, 7:26 am
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You've shared some very good poems there, Clay.
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Re: BirdOfPrey's Bourbon Street Poetry
DIR By: BirdOfPrey
Date: March 2, 2016, 7:28 pm
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Thank you sir Clay very nice poems and the street poet was
awesome and great words you have found I think you much
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Re: BirdOfPrey's Bourbon Street Poetry:
DIR By: BirdOfPrey
Date: March 2, 2016, 7:40 pm
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I sit on porcelain back bone
Awaiting the gentle hugs of your words
An embrace unknown by others
Even those closest to your home
Take your Dark ,I take your Light
Make that perfect circle
In the Element of uncertain time
Balancing me straight
Undead we always rhyme
Unite
Come together always
One more time
Fireworks
The Atom Bomb of today
Yes let us play, let us play,
Let speak prose to you in candle lit room
Lay you on an algorithm of rose pedals
Words on each one to connect
Poetry is our sex .....
©
lol ok i hope more then Lady D gets that lol we are just friends
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Re: BirdOfPrey's Bourbon Street Poetry
DIR By: Clay Death
Date: March 2, 2016, 11:42 pm
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