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Pinkdreams
Published
29th Dec 2024 6:28pm
29th Dec 2024 6:28pm
List # 11: Times When I'm Happy
1. Almost always when I'm eating. Gawd I love food. I'd marry it if I could. Wait, I think I did...
2. When I land in a new country and wonder how I'm going to be different when I leave
3. When I'm the center of attention and everyone else thinks I'm as funny as I think I am
4. When I'm on any kind of boat or ship on the open water and a cool breeze is blowing back my hair.
5. When I'm in a library, greedily grabbing as many books as I want
6. Every time my cat jumps on my lap. Lately when she does I say Yay, I won a cat! I'm not sure why.
7. When my students are...
2. When I land in a new country and wonder how I'm going to be different when I leave
3. When I'm the center of attention and everyone else thinks I'm as funny as I think I am
4. When I'm on any kind of boat or ship on the open water and a cool breeze is blowing back my hair.
5. When I'm in a library, greedily grabbing as many books as I want
6. Every time my cat jumps on my lap. Lately when she does I say Yay, I won a cat! I'm not sure why.
7. When my students are...
#happiness
66 reads
12 Comments
lepperochan
CraicDealer
CraicDealer
Published
4th Jul 2023 2:18am
4th Jul 2023 2:18am
Ed's bomb
I was warned beforehand
his hand had made something
with wires and batteries
it was on his table
could I go see
what I saw was a metaphor
with wires hanging out of it
though didn't want to doubt it
in front of him
his hand had made something
with wires and batteries
it was on his table
could I go see
what I saw was a metaphor
with wires hanging out of it
though didn't want to doubt it
in front of him
#NoPoo
631 reads
13 Comments
Baldwin
Published
24th Dec 2024 2:56pm
24th Dec 2024 2:56pm
Angel Song
It is said
that long ago
within the darkened heights above
the hills surrounding David’s natal place
a pinioned one brought gladsome news
to humble men
that for the world
God’s mercied promises
unto his servant Israel
would be fulfilled
and mournings that they bore
would ease.
But still we wait
we wait
to see the covenanted scattering,
the uprooting and demise of, all
the proud dissemblers and elected lords
who now
proclaim so falsely that
they’ll gift the world with great prosperity ...
that long ago
within the darkened heights above
the hills surrounding David’s natal place
a pinioned one brought gladsome news
to humble men
that for the world
God’s mercied promises
unto his servant Israel
would be fulfilled
and mournings that they bore
would ease.
But still we wait
we wait
to see the covenanted scattering,
the uprooting and demise of, all
the proud dissemblers and elected lords
who now
proclaim so falsely that
they’ll gift the world with great prosperity ...
#hope
39 reads
0 Comments
Lozzamus
Published
27th Dec 2024 12:13pm
27th Dec 2024 12:13pm
Secrets - Freddy
The gym in Burrington draws me back and I go to see Gordon Day again. We arrange to get together for a drink at the weekend. Mel's far from happy when I tell her, especially as I promised her I wouldn't. Hoping to calm things, I take her and Robert out for dinner on Friday evening, sticking to soft drinks so she can enjoy a glass or two of wine with her pasta dish, but I can see she's concerned (and annoyed too) over my renewed contact with Gordon.
Saturday, we spend most of the day rambling near the hilly mill town of Hebden Bridge. The weather's warm and windy. Sunlight trickles...
Saturday, we spend most of the day rambling near the hilly mill town of Hebden Bridge. The weather's warm and windy. Sunlight trickles...
#friendship
#mystery
#risk
30 reads
0 Comments
Penguinphile
Ab.C.
Ab.C.
Published
10th Nov 2024 5:22pm
10th Nov 2024 5:22pm
Knock...Knock
#dirty
#lust
285 reads
2 Comments
Lilliputian
Published
Yesterday 11:34pm
Yesterday 11:34pm
Brainless
Have you ever looked into someone’s eyes,
the window to their soul, or so they say,
and wondered,
“What the fuck goes on inside their head?”
Could their brain be rotting dead,
with buzzing flies feeding off
every leftover of their common sense?
Is there a Plankton behind the control board,
in charge of wicked acts,
carelessly bouncing from one button to another?
Did their gears come to a halt,
the burning wires of awareness ablaze
with fumes of empathy fading out?
Where has the light went off
from...
the window to their soul, or so they say,
and wondered,
“What the fuck goes on inside their head?”
Could their brain be rotting dead,
with buzzing flies feeding off
every leftover of their common sense?
Is there a Plankton behind the control board,
in charge of wicked acts,
carelessly bouncing from one button to another?
Did their gears come to a halt,
the burning wires of awareness ablaze
with fumes of empathy fading out?
Where has the light went off
from...
#confusion
#frustration
#humankind
42 reads
PoetSpeak
Published
Yesterday 3:18pm
Yesterday 3:18pm
I know what toilet paper my sexy neighbor uses
Home delivery
Apt. Building
We see what everyone buys
Small building
Your secrets aren't safe
So
BIG BOX
30 rolls of Angel Soft
I’m a Charmin Soft guy
Shouldn’t be a problem
Apt. Building
We see what everyone buys
Small building
Your secrets aren't safe
So
BIG BOX
30 rolls of Angel Soft
I’m a Charmin Soft guy
Shouldn’t be a problem
#consumerism
#PopCulture
#sexy
49 reads
12 Comments
fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Published
Yesterday 10:06pm
Yesterday 10:06pm
Tina Turner
She did not ask for the life
She was given
Looking like the woman and man
Who decided their life
Was more important
Grandma to the rescue
She did not choose the
One she loved
It hit her like a freight train
Never derailed
Controlled and rolled on
Seeing his goals
Who can save her now?
She did not ask for Talent.
The only saving grace in
Her existence
The children go
The friendships die
The love beaten out of her
Leaving marks that can't hide
Hope all but gone ...
She was given
Looking like the woman and man
Who decided their life
Was more important
Grandma to the rescue
She did not choose the
One she loved
It hit her like a freight train
Never derailed
Controlled and rolled on
Seeing his goals
Who can save her now?
She did not ask for Talent.
The only saving grace in
Her existence
The children go
The friendships die
The love beaten out of her
Leaving marks that can't hide
Hope all but gone ...
#manipulation
#obsession
#shadows #strength
#shadows #strength
44 reads
8 Comments
Strangeways_Rob
Published
31st Dec 2024 7:46pm
31st Dec 2024 7:46pm
Something Changed
From the birth of childhood cycle wheels
to aeroplane cancer fumes,
it’s good to have an end to journey towards
but it’s the journey which matters, in the end.
Bon voyage to ymdait
tell me amusingly you
googled translated the English into Welsh,
I bit the Cymru into your neck.
The sunlight disrobed your negligee
in pale shadows of the moon’s forgetfulness,
told me the day belonged to you and me.
Dawn, dusk and the daily rise
of jury over persecution
Oh. tell me the story again,
London lawyer, Brighton...
to aeroplane cancer fumes,
it’s good to have an end to journey towards
but it’s the journey which matters, in the end.
Bon voyage to ymdait
tell me amusingly you
googled translated the English into Welsh,
I bit the Cymru into your neck.
The sunlight disrobed your negligee
in pale shadows of the moon’s forgetfulness,
told me the day belonged to you and me.
Dawn, dusk and the daily rise
of jury over persecution
Oh. tell me the story again,
London lawyer, Brighton...
#anger
#love
43 reads
0 Comments
Maple666
Published
24th Nov 2024 1:04am
24th Nov 2024 1:04am
QUIET.
Funny she cannot find the words to convey how she feels. She is normally a nonstop talking machine you would have to pay her a hefty sum to just shut up.
She makes recounting an event into a feature film arms waving eyes bright and her vocabulary quick fire but articulate. Nothing is left behind every minuscule detail displayed as if on a counter of a jewellery shop. Where the gems twinkle and entice you in.
Now she is silent most days cannot even concentrate on her most beloved poems or books. Nothing has the hook to ignite her imagination and stoke the fire of...
She makes recounting an event into a feature film arms waving eyes bright and her vocabulary quick fire but articulate. Nothing is left behind every minuscule detail displayed as if on a counter of a jewellery shop. Where the gems twinkle and entice you in.
Now she is silent most days cannot even concentrate on her most beloved poems or books. Nothing has the hook to ignite her imagination and stoke the fire of...
#apathy
#bittersweet
#loneliness
#regret
#shame
97 reads
6 Comments
Pete_25
Published
Yesterday 11:34am
Yesterday 11:34am
Wicked Games
#BDSM
#dirty
#erotic
#lust
#orgasm
108 reads
8 Comments
DarkPopPrincess
Published
Yesterday 1:31am
Yesterday 1:31am
Seeking Answers
Binge watching a lot of Sigma female videos, trying to understand myself and trying to understand that my way of thinking is not flawed. It's just different.
I got chewed out by many people for saying on a forum that this world thrives off corruption and greed and inauthenticity. I don't really know what is wrong with what I said. Drama sure is exhausting. Criticism especially criticism that seems demeaning rather than constructive zaps my energy. I would not be friends with any of these people. I'm picky as is with friendships. But people who will treat me like I'm weak or...
I got chewed out by many people for saying on a forum that this world thrives off corruption and greed and inauthenticity. I don't really know what is wrong with what I said. Drama sure is exhausting. Criticism especially criticism that seems demeaning rather than constructive zaps my energy. I would not be friends with any of these people. I'm picky as is with friendships. But people who will treat me like I'm weak or...
#suffering
#TruthOfLife
32 reads
1 Comment
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