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       #Post#: 36295--------------------------------------------------
       Re: BirdOfPrey's Bourbon Street Poetry: new prose random
       feelings 
   DIR By: Divine Metamorphoses
       Date: March 8, 2016, 2:32 pm
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       --- Quote from: BirdOfPrey link ---
       >
       > Music always playing
       > Any tune
       > With melody and chorus of course
       > We took a left down Royal St.
       > Sweet slide guitars melding with a chemical beat
       > Always love something new
       > Which is why I knew
       > I wanted to be with you
       > Not on the bottom of your list
       > The one you wanted to grow old with
       > Can I call you Carly It's close enough
       > To the real Image I had of what would be
       > The beat now at my feat
       > A hole inside taking me afloat
       > On magical rides again
       > Mundane a sin
       > Yet am I not a sinner?
       > Rolling in my own flames
       > Myself to blame
       > You were never mine to begin
       > Things do change
       > "Think of me as not married"
       > To the famous
       > "Still want to be your friend"
       > It has come to an end
       > So what do I miss?
       > In this pile of shit
       > Love your lust
       > Of this I confess
       > We were nothing without the kinky
       > Sex was a wonder
       > Scratches and thunder down my back
       > Bites down your back
       > Whipped wet and whole
       > To be made to feel exquiste
       > Feelings of pleasure
       > This you will always treasure
       > Bitch..more a brat.
       > ©
       >
       --- End Quote ---
       I can close my eyes and feel you play this on your guitar! Or
       bass brings in the deeper darker side
       Fantastic
       Love light dark and twisted
       Divine
       #Post#: 36311--------------------------------------------------
       Re: BirdOfPrey's Bourbon Street Poetry :words ,reply to Divine
   DIR By: BirdOfPrey
       Date: March 8, 2016, 6:52 pm
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       Ty Divine my dear friend for all the great wonderful comments
       and reposts And To you Sir Clay This place would not be possible
       without you .You do us writers a great service and artists as
       well ;)
       BOP:
       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 .....
       ©
       Divine:
       We most certainly are!
       Passionate friends for the love of prose in its sensual basal
       form😘
       Standing here waiting
       Longing
       For your voice sublime
       To help me unwind
       Wash off the dust and debris
       You take me back to a space and time
       Our previous life
       Free from this strife
       Where we were true lovers
       Of passionate fires
       That flared each other's desires
       Simply by gazing into each other's eyes
       Which caused the green eyed monsters
       Come shooting in and cause our death
       Slowly as our breath expired
       We clutched each other
       Intertwined we chose to die
       Gasping our last intake
       Mine was yours, the last breath we take
       That took us from this place
       To the other space in eternity
       
       BOP:
       I see you waiting always
       I'm anticipating what to say to such a wonderful
       Human being in every way
       This i truly mean
       Let me rub your marble shoulders into Soft flesh once more
       Relax under stars and distant shores
       Let me read to you from books of ancient lore
       A time unknown to others indeed
       There was no body to intercede life
       No strife is right
       I just had the moon and the light in your eyes
       Always evolving bright
       Even after the green envied fate
       We exist in folds upon folds of overlapping space and time
       Never die
       We are the true undead
       Yes we broke through to the other side of morning
       Feeling fine
       Take my hand Take this glass of cherry wine
       Dance and be merry for time is but
       About to unwind
       My lady
       Unwind
       ©
       Miss you Dear <3  ;) ;) :p
       #Post#: 36338--------------------------------------------------
       Re: BirdOfPrey's Bourbon Street Poetry
   DIR By: Divine Metamorphoses
       Date: March 8, 2016, 7:43 pm
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       Sweetest words come from your lips
       Sweeter than the cherry wine
       Though I divinely relax and enjoy all your tips
       Unwinding as I listen to your voice
       Your touch
       Your choice of music
       Plethora of choices
       My preference in specifics
       Is your melodies to me
       And for me
       Is terrific
       I miss you to my sir
       Our intensity of words
       Prolific and profound
       You stir
       A multitude of emotions
       I've found
       In this our corner of creative hearts
       Will always bring us together
       Never apart
       I've missed you too
       Most certainly understand real life
       Needs our immediate attention
       Sending you always love and light
       #Post#: 36402--------------------------------------------------
       Re: BirdOfPrey's Bourbon Street Poetry
   DIR By: Clay Death
       Date: March 9, 2016, 8:05 pm
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  HTML https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NJlJ-RlcNBE
       #Post#: 36403--------------------------------------------------
       Re: BirdOfPrey's Bourbon Street Poetry
   DIR By: Clay Death
       Date: March 9, 2016, 8:10 pm
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       Bourbon Poem
       
       NEW ORLEANS Where Living Is So Good
       I heard a man playing the saxophone
       on a street corner in New Orleans
       Down in the French Quarter
       where past and present
       sinners and saints    mingle
       Crystal notes    so clear    I could almost
       see them dancing in the sultry Louisiana air
       like an armada of angels    sailing down
       through the cloudless blue sky
       to gather the faithful and carry them away
       in their vessels of B flats    C sharps    and As
       He stood there    an integral part of
       yet a separate entity from the bustling city
       which spawned him     His head thrown back
       eyes closed     A look of incomparable ecstasy
       and contentment playing across his face
       A silent look which spoke volumes
       Saying    for this moment in time
       when the beauty of music I created
       fills the hearts of people around me to overflowing
       Living is so good
       I saw crowds spill onto the sidewalks
       from the establishments lining Bourbon Street
       Revelers    being thrust    through opened
       windows and doors by the force of the music
       erupting from darkened interiors
       New Orleans Jazz     The eclectic
       one of a kind blend of Cajun sass and sex
       that echoes from the rafters
       ricochets from the clouds    and sings out
       Living is so good
       I watched a funeral procession
       in Lafayette Cemetery Number 3
       on a rainy Sunday in New Orleans
       A horse drawn hearse
       bedecked with vibrant flowers
       Somberly clad mourners following behind
       Their feet keeping time to the rhythm
       of top-hatted musicians stepping alongside
       Mourners    with broken hearts and crying eyes
       Tears and rain plopping onto the pavement
       Singing with voices trembling in grief
       Singing    “When the Saints Go Marching In”
       For in their sorrow lies understanding
       Living is so good
       Even when you're dying
       By Monterey Sirak
       #Post#: 36404--------------------------------------------------
       Re: BirdOfPrey's Bourbon Street Poetry:back and forth 
       &quot;barriers breaking&quot; 1
   DIR By: BirdOfPrey
       Date: March 9, 2016, 8:11 pm
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       Ty Divine my dear friend for all the great wonderful comments
       and reposts And To you Sir Clay This place would not be possible
       without you .You do us writers a great service and artists as
       well ;)
       BOP:
       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 .....
       ©
       Divine:
       We most certainly are!
       Passionate friends for the love of prose in its sensual basal
       form&#128536;
       Standing here waiting
       Longing
       For your voice sublime
       To help me unwind
       Wash off the dust and debris
       You take me back to a space and time
       Our previous life
       Free from this strife
       Where we were true lovers
       Of passionate fires
       That flared each other's desires
       Simply by gazing into each other's eyes
       Which caused the green eyed monsters
       Come shooting in and cause our death
       Slowly as our breath expired
       We clutched each other
       Intertwined we chose to die
       Gasping our last intake
       Mine was yours, the last breath we take
       That took us from this place
       To the other space in eternity
       
       BOP:
       I see you waiting always
       I'm anticipating what to say to such a wonderful
       Human being in every way
       This i truly mean
       Let me rub your marble shoulders into Soft flesh once more
       Relax under stars and distant shores
       Let me read to you from books of ancient lore
       A time unknown to others indeed
       There was no body to intercede life
       No strife is right
       I just had the moon and the light in your eyes
       Always evolving bright
       Even after the green envied fate
       We exist in folds upon folds of overlapping space and time
       Never die
       We are the true undead
       Yes we broke through to the other side of morning
       Feeling fine
       Take my hand Take this glass of cherry wine
       Dance and be merry for time is but
       About to unwind
       My lady
       Unwind
       ©
       Miss you Dear <3  ;) ;) :p
       Divine:
       Sweetest words come from your lips
       Sweeter than the cherry wine
       Though I divinely relax and enjoy all your tips
       Unwinding as I listen to your voice
       Your touch
       Your choice of music
       Plethora of choices
       My preference in specifics
       Is your melodies to me
       And for me
       Is terrific
       I miss you to my sir
       Our intensity of words
       Prolific and profound
       You stir
       A multitude of emotions
       I've found
       In this our corner of creative hearts
       Will always bring us together
       Never apart
       I've missed you too
       Most certainly understand real life
       Needs our immediate attention
       Sending you always love and light
       Bop:
       The sweetest red rushing to your lips,
       Along with wine a kiss of words I give you
       Deep, passionate, dark with light twisting tongues only we speak
       Saliva sweet, Long hair, imagination, I see you in my arms
       Let our missing  hearts be a glorifying past time till our words
       always reach again
       Over and over,
       Don't roll over let me hold on to you
       Let me change always with you , knowledge is unending
       What we could learn of each others worlds
       Makes me smile, we will talk soon my dear Divine
       Real time
       Hearts always on fire for our words
       A soul and partner i have found forever
       Another glass of wine?
       Some hot water rubbed on your back
       Hot bath candles lit
       Over you my shadow holding poems cast
       Stuck in the eve of your eyes
       The apple of your core.
       ©
       Miss you my Lady D sweetie !!! your turn:PP Queen me >^^< yum
       #Post#: 36405--------------------------------------------------
       Re: BirdOfPrey's Bourbon Street Poetry
   DIR By: BirdOfPrey
       Date: March 9, 2016, 8:14 pm
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       sorry Sir you were posting while i was it see,s i will read
       these now =) sure they are great =) ty Have been loving all the
       graphics what do you use html java do you make them in photoshop
       i know its takes a while to make a blink used to make gifs a
       long time ago back in 56k modem days things have change ccs now
       ...ok rambling lol
       #Post#: 36406--------------------------------------------------
       Re: BirdOfPrey's Bourbon Street Poetry
   DIR By: BirdOfPrey
       Date: March 9, 2016, 8:32 pm
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       I love your sight
       Your voice steals my
       Under a spell
       Secret safe
       I won't tell
       Let's make love
       Dirty Rough
       Something we both feel
       Never enough
       With every bit of flesh and soul
       Leather wet to heighten the scold
       Red rope
       Your hands around my throat
       Hope
       Humanity
       Things going through my head
       After the flames go down
       Sleeping no option
       Smoke a cigarette and burn down the town
       Walk down the highway
       Enter a quaint bar, man singing ,something ,kinda sounds like
       Shake your secret in front of me
       I will be your king bee
       I'm not who I used to be
       I burnt it all down
       Don't you see
       Don't you see
       I was singing karaoke...
       ~
       Sometimes you throw blood all over the place and say ya see ,ya
       see !and they still don't see!
       _Charles Manson
       #Post#: 36499--------------------------------------------------
       Re: BirdOfPrey's Bourbon Street Poetry
   DIR By: Divine Metamorphoses
       Date: March 10, 2016, 2:06 am
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       Abracadabra
       Black Magic Woman
       Bewitches and lures her man
       Her powers of persuasion
       Are intertwined in her sensuality
       No hocus pocus nor hexing
       Her allure of her long shiny black hair
       Red lips and fingertips
       Fascinating all who come into contact with her
       Enchantment floats in the air
       Like a dense fog overhead
       Amethyst and citrine amulet
       Can be your talisman
       Her allure and charm
       Is what will cause you harm
       She'll sway her hips as she walks away
       You'll be entranced as you follow her
       You desire to adore her
       Make love to her the rough way
       #Post#: 36801--------------------------------------------------
       Re: BirdOfPrey's Bourbon Street Poetry
   DIR By: pryzmsticv
       Date: March 17, 2016, 11:04 pm
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       How delightful, the words cast from you.
       The spells ov visions come thru, cast by the minds ov you two.
       Visually I do see, what your minds hath cast.
       Thank you my dear friends, for new visions.
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