eberkain
Crimson Soul
Limerick Beast
Posts: 261
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Post by eberkain on Sept 27, 2007 17:42:12 GMT -5
Requisition a Dream
I wish... I wish I could hold you, your hand. Share a smile, be there in love, in life. Share embrace, my caress, your flesh. I wish I posessed nimble nerves, Enough to enervate your soul, Elate you, Remake you, To enter this world with you, To live this life for you, To give my heart to you...
I just... I just want to pick you up, hold you. Never to let go, to never be, let go. Never doubting, no looking back, just caring. I just want to return to original origins, A time before dwell and pus layered my scalp, Scrap me, Forget me, Don't you ever doubt me, Don't ever worry about me, Don't make my choices for me...
I know... I know my life is changing, hold on, Bring a seatbelt, a new existence, something fresh, Bring yourself, your smile, your heart, Keep track of those crystal soulstring keys, Just remember where you parked your humanity, Nothing is free, No thieving, I know you need protecting, I would die defending, I will live worshiping...
I wish for things to work out, I just hope I'm ready when the day arrives, I know... I will be.
Next: Buttery, Exacerbated, Flippant
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Post by ValkyrieGoddess on Sept 30, 2007 18:50:51 GMT -5
A smile So warm And buttery Like the pancakes My grandma use to make...
Slides gently Across your, Guilded face...
A face I'll remember 'till, The end of time...
That smile So flippant, With out true meaning...
But i enjoy the feeling, Of basking in it's glow, Even though it mocks me, Exacerbates, My emotions...
But in the end, I always give in, Tempted away, By your sweet, Alabaster grin...
Next words- Mystic,Depict,Prickly
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Post by littleskinny on Oct 2, 2007 13:58:16 GMT -5
Jeez Cain you got all that from three tiddly words... :-p
Val that rocks - you respond well to this challenge.
I have no inspiration today so not got an offering right now. just wanted to feel part of something. *sniff*
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Post by Aish on Oct 6, 2007 13:53:33 GMT -5
The flowing mystic auras of space and time are embedded, cradled, softly swaddled within the walls of our nuclei.
Each of us, embroyonic and perfectly fragile erupts! Breaks free of the womb and accosts the light -
depects the waterylust of God and men, trapped at the crux of an eternal fight -
we are, the citrine mud of paradox.
Spirit caught within flesh, divine breath nothing but a buried memory.
our skin and eyes dance wildly at the slightest silhouette of truth -
guarded from our bankruptcy.
Ruptured, these prickly antideluvian years.
Rust, the dusty ones falter and shake the curse of obliviousness.
It is coming, the Awakening of our true selves...
the serpent walked on feet and seduced the Woman, mother of us all, in bloody incest. Her tears of righteous indignation flow through time, echoe misgiven lies and dreams of union.
The Morning Star - Old testament or New?? Shamayim glimmers in fire and water - the first birth...
All is not as it seems, and never was.
New wordies: extricate; finesse; heliotrope
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Post by ValkyrieGoddess on Oct 8, 2007 17:54:31 GMT -5
I cheated and made Heliotropes the title... HELIOTROPES Facing up at the sun, Surrendering to the warmth, Opening up to reveal, The center of a hidden world... Intoxicating scents, Being extricated, From your core, A sickly sweet smell, To lure all things in... A wide variety of color, A vivid rainbow, In the grass, All reaching up, With such finesse, To be saved at long last... Next Words: Wept, Save, Tenacity
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Post by _black phoenix_ on Oct 8, 2007 18:03:11 GMT -5
Save me just a moment. Pluck a minute from your watch. I have wept for eons, waiting for your wind-swept heart.
Next words:
Helix, pit, flake
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Post by ValkyrieGoddess on Oct 9, 2007 4:36:17 GMT -5
You forgot Tenacity. ;D
The helix of Man, Can be found in his DNA, But the pit of ones soul, Seems harder to find...
Flake away the skin, Carve deep the feeling, Of wanting to know, That the center of the world, Lies here with in my fractured mind...
Next Words: Restitution, Fist, Serenity
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Post by Aish on Oct 10, 2007 17:45:23 GMT -5
restitution for long earned pain clinks empty along the pathways,and waves a heartless salute
tiny coppers rimmed with dirt, a small girls palm, a harlot's worth -
serenity absent in the fist of inspiration.
Next up: corpuscle torch suave
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Post by Kitten on Oct 10, 2007 20:06:59 GMT -5
I'm in love with this thread..
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Post by Moonstone Maiden on Oct 11, 2007 19:30:40 GMT -5
corpuscle lights line the ground, the torches are delicate beacons to a drug-induced haze -a hiatus between reality and a slumber.
If I close my eyelids, and remember last night Midsumer Night's Dream Drug Bender the lights behind my eyes create faeries speaking sauve comments.
foxtrot, notion, trance
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Post by ValkyrieGoddess on Oct 12, 2007 5:58:09 GMT -5
I did the foxtrot, On his grave, All the while, The moon smiled above me...
The notion of freedom, Stuck in my head, Making me dance faster, I'm not sorry that he is gone, Actually a little relieved, No more long night of torment, Or words that sting...
I left a note in his casket, It gave him directions, To go to Hell, A little over the top, But i feel better already, No wait, Maybe that's the booze...
I never want to wake up, I never want to give in, This trance in which I'm stuck, Seems to sink beneath my skin...
Eyes flutter open, Rest disturbed, It was all a dream...
Next Words- Twilight, Undine, Clear
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Post by Aish on Oct 12, 2007 16:35:03 GMT -5
~Mayim Rishom~ beading prayer droplets sing over hands and wrists, rivulets of God's repose...
ritual for bread of angels
~Mayim Aronim~
and borrowed for sylphs, my undine beauties, whose eyes dance like twilight and deceive dirty games of fetish...
clear elements of rape and ploy, clean windows gathering rain for my thoughts and little bowls of supplication
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Post by Aish on Oct 12, 2007 16:38:24 GMT -5
OOPS! Next three words: wishing well, chestnut, flimsy
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Post by ValkyrieGoddess on Oct 13, 2007 10:01:52 GMT -5
Chestnut tresses, Flowing freely, Sweeping away, All feeling...
A flimsy dress, Made to caress, Her silky smooth skin, Almost porcelian...
She whispers her dreams, At the old wishing well, Hoping one day to break, A cruel cast spell...
No love ever to find her, Just a ray of hope to define her, Leaving an emptiness, Deep inside her...
Next Words- Virtues, Sea, Lily
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Post by Moonstone Maiden on Oct 14, 2007 22:32:51 GMT -5
I'm without virtues and only a sick joke of fears that make most of us choke your legs shake your sanity I take
when you need closure and your mother to comfort you, that it's over, I'm shooting up in the shower, so when they return tonight, it won't happen if you act dower.
A lily- spawn of the sea, I'll hit if you touch me.
Lego, Dressed up, equilateral
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