Baptized in sentiments foreign to my heart

I part stagnant waters with streaming soliloquies

Rows of flows ripple like flat pebbles skipping beats

As time retreats --->>> rolling backwards in panoramic mindframes

It dances across glassy waters with random rhythms … reminiscing



I remember …

How your words pierced parchment paper – dripping

Thoughts, conceptions, philosophies, reflections – dipping

In and out of consciousness

Spilling over into poetic pools of perception



Genuine jewels adorn torn fabrics weaved with windswept wisdom

Blowing through time & space – brushing against my face

Sometimes it hurts that circumstances get in the way of living life to the fullest

Plans --- fall apart --- dissolving

Lack of plans --- results in inactivity --- never solving

People --- change / grow / constantly evolving



Alas … I failed to check on you … to see how you were doing

Picking up pieces of dreams … steadily patching & glue~ing

:':':'Fragments & destiny chips':':':

Walking tightrope tachometers -- speeding thru life doing flips



I feel you tho …

Reaching out thru proverbial portals ... Touching tender thought tendrils

Brushing softly across my cheeks – making me *smile*

Subliminal criminal in the skin of a cynical child



Words tickle brain stems sending electric shocks through windows to the soul

Warm to the touch ... but ultimately cold

(((Chilled))) – (((Bold)))

Righteously Gold



Shared mutuality is a reciprocal reality

As the world keeps turning

Paris is burning

Butter flows simulate buttermilk churning

And I'm still learning about KARMA and kismet

But there's no use crying over spilled milk -- now is it?



So tell me dear – how've you been?

Is life treating you fair?

Gas has gone ^UP^ -- Employment is down

But do you even care?


What say you?



Holla Back! -- ( That means add on -- :P ) ... whuzzup witchu?

>Baptized in sentiments foreign to my heart
>
>I part stagnant waters with streaming soliloquies
>
>Rows of flows ripple like flat pebbles skipping beats
>
>As time retreats --->>> rolling backwards in panoramic
>mindframes
>
>It dances across glassy waters with random rhythms …
>reminiscing
>
>
>
>I remember …
>
>How your words pierced parchment paper – dripping
>
>Thoughts, conceptions, philosophies, reflections – dipping
>
>In and out of consciousness
>
>Spilling over into poetic pools of perception
>
>
>
>Genuine jewels adorn torn fabrics weaved with windswept
>wisdom
>
>Blowing through time & space – brushing against my face
>
>Sometimes it hurts that circumstances get in the way of living
>life to the fullest
>
>Plans --- fall apart --- dissolving
>
>Lack of plans --- results in inactivity --- never solving
>
>People --- change / grow / constantly evolving
>
>
>
>Alas … I failed to check on you … to see how you were doing
>
>Picking up pieces of dreams … steadily patching & glue~ing
>
>:':':'Fragments & destiny chips':':':
>
>Walking tightrope tachometers -- speeding thru life doing
>flips
>
>
>
>I feel you tho …
>
>Reaching out thru proverbial portals ... Touching tender
>thought tendrils
>
>Brushing softly across my cheeks – making me *smile*
>
>Subliminal criminal in the skin of a cynical child
>
>
>
>Words tickle brain stems sending electric shocks through
>windows to the soul
>
>Warm to the touch ... but ultimately cold
>
>(((Chilled))) – (((Bold)))
>
>Righteously Gold
>
>
>
>Shared mutuality is a reciprocal reality
>
>As the world keeps turning
>
>Paris is burning
>
>Butter flows simulate buttermilk churning
>
>And I'm still learning about KARMA and kismet
>
>But there's no use crying over spilled milk -- now is it?
>
>
>
>So tell me dear – how've you been?
>
>Is life treating you fair?
>
>Gas has gone ^UP^ -- Employment is down
>
>But do you even care?
>
>
>What say you?


I see you!!

Beautiful post. You've got a way with words love. Thanks for dropping a gem for us

As time retreats --->>> rolling backwards in panoramic mindframes

It dances across glassy waters with random rhythms … reminiscing

very impressive...i cant get those 2 lines out of my head...thats a good thing...very beautiful piece you painted...i dig it indeed...peace

poetic incline touched by a demon of love strokes
note 4 note i bleed and my i's r hot from the talent
of marbles jingling in my pants

one question do you want to dirty dance wit words
or finger paint retracting chains on gray prison bars
jump into my car and i'll take u on a mushroom 2 mars
pcp i'm seeing trails do you see where they go?

not because you don't support my cheeks buried in a pillow waiting to live blocking my breath to give cyphering wisdom creats moments of patha progressive insurance hehehehe it's me tetetete

It's challenging to weave in and out of rhymes, unless it comes natural...like it does to you..

>>Subliminal criminal in the skin of a cynical child<<

That is mad dope...

n/m

Thanx G -- I guess rhyming the way I do "IS" natural for me, cuz no matter how I try to change ^UP^ and do summm summmm a lil' different, I always revert back to this style of flowing.

The challenge for me will be to write a pCe that don't flow "No Where" -- just a stream of Un~consciousness -- :9 -- (Cuz if I flow consciously, the rhyme scheme will subconsciously reappear)


*'Preciate The Peep*

Gotta re-read this tomorrow when my brain is fully functioning, but...

Damn.

Finally got around to reading this whole piece...

and I'm certainly not disappointed. Still love the way you write.. even though I have to reread it a few times to follow. Otherwise its like that old movie "And Now For something completely different"

Anyway.. you said add on.. so here goes..



Been a while, I've jumped a few styles
seen and been seen actin' like a child
Put some sneakers on my miles
Caused and fucked up some smiles
done some shots on tuesday and acted wild
But overall as the years go by, why I, I'm pretty mild

Tried to untie knots not forgot united by Zip-Tie's
Reached inside pried at my dark sides as I dip and dive
Recorded and live preach against hard lies
and try to make time to appreciate the sunshine

choppin' up lines of Life to snort
Admitted dork with a shitload of support
Its no surprise, style combo, lyrical spork
Like the Enterprise, I'll go, I'm a musical airport

Easily influenced, but thats good
Clearly a nuisance, never do what I should
Need a music rinse, but whatever..
I do what you'd do if you knew that you could....

kinda wandered on it.. but your piece reminded me of my relationship with okay.. so I started off like that.. and went somewhere else. Either way. Thanks for the piece and the excuse to write some stupid shit, =)

Damn, Its like you was made to use words, i was taken in from the first line to the last.

was watchin porn at the pump
while blowin my horn at this chump
who was lost in the hood
lookin foreign at his trunk
as he glanced at the spare
runnin his hands through his hair
his plans in despair
because this automobile
was his only chance to get there
while the seconds elapsed
I reckon I snapped
like you move your effin car
I beckoned him back
with single salutory digit
like this mental midget
has ruined my visit
to the service station
that's not very gentle, is it
then glancing at my wwjd bracelet
I felt shallow and tasteless
like the time I wasted
would've went a lot smoother
if the tire, I help him replace it


sorry photo, the gas prices got me trippin...$4.47 a gallon..state reps voting themselves raises, the mayors on an olympic fantasy....bottomline, the cost living has gone up, and my paychecks haven't

two fingers

Thanx 4 the "Add~On" -- :D

So gas is $4.47 in Chicago now? -- *Whewwww* -- It ain't quite there yet -- (here in San Antonio, TX) -- It's gettin' there slowly but surely tho!

I'm looking to purchase this right here: http://media.popularmechanics.com/images/B.R.P-Can-Am-SpyderLG.jpg

Check out the video -- here: http://www.popularmechanics.com/blogs/automotive_news/4212570.html

30 miles a gallon ain't too bad -- :9

there...i holler'd

me and the fellas would converge and heat up some Hot Pockets in preparation for Rap City.© Roc

dude, getting a response from the folks at freestyle is like watching water boil...© Tek

*Smack You*

You know I was expecting more, right? -- x(

me and the fellas would converge and heat up some Hot Pockets in preparation for Rap City.© Roc

dude, getting a response from the folks at freestyle is like watching water boil...© Tek

do i care?
you speak with words permeating
mindscapes and emotions once lost
to fear the truth found only
beneath the skin of criminal seed
where somewhere deep way past
times lapse, way past rehab
way past the moment you last asked...
"where you been?" n' "How you doin"
troubled waters rose since then
but i know you feel me cause
this spit washed me clean
i gotta say you found me wanting
so yeh I confess i've missed you
i felt you turn at the river bank looking back
no salt there we kept it moving
everybody sangin chertch songs
this aint no sad thang
see for r e a l love came by today
just to say hello
and we know a mutha fucka gotta raise up
when an ANGEL speaks

*smiles*

You're too sweet ASIEM -- (I appreciate you) -- :)

O M G that icon has me trippin for real that really should be against some law ddaayyyuuum

pssst is that a reminder of u in anyway..shhh u can tell me

now as for your peace you always make words live and awaken the dead letters that are sometime simply boring you really are a captivating artist...word

dat ass on dat icon i promise you i aint chokin tho lmao that would really be too "taboo" peep dat dearest i was always tawkin bout oone thing in that piece now read it again...cause for real i know u was concerned roflmao...

me touched?... me craXy?....too much 4 much
unflushed - stuff pampered....4 my nukks
eat this - feel its rush

soon liar lovers in camel clutch
no lying....brothers - you lion's lunch....
back to dust by Egypt's bugs....
puss filled - sore - all puffied up
I'm soft?
but babies need food mushed....
got Decalogue for baby butts

cynics to scoffers....2 lightbulbs and "what's??"
play nice....2 playfights....2 knuckle-ups
2 suuppa fly snukka coco-butts
2 golden showers....(p)l(e)as(e)-people wake up!

JAH drops the clutch....gas - trust - buckle up!
dirt poor wit no luck....
knows this world sucks.
of One's - 2 step pub drunkard's stomachs up chuck
such suffering a blessing....
fuels an empty gut....
corny-flake-honey-taste....i am nuts!!

prophets say embrace history, ol'days - futures: glory fades
see: broken bird cage, see: the fly way
cheezy deceits cause rat's rage
marley rated((( O wata rat race)))

http://www.thetrumpet.com/index.php?q=5399.3684.0.0

Now Miss Photosynthesis
we would love to "Hollaback"
after a unique & enjoyable read

Thank you

i can reflect on a space & time, yeah like it was yesterday, NICE 1!!

son said he's doin' time to participate, he declines
now a stereotype of a sort, he erases the traces then misplaces
his supreme identity, yo i got'cha g . .
"gotta set da example for my kid . ."
"now dat's what's up, word . ."
-huey's barbershop moments

I like your "barbershop moments" Huey -- *Thoughts droppin' like rain* -- All different / but still the same ... well sorta -- :9

I definitely love the abstract sprawl....It flows seamlessly together and shifts scenes without a hitch....

why the fuck should i holla back
when you turn your back
since you told me to get a dictionary
holly berry running red lights
fearing a bed room fight
you just might get me whip
or most likely i'm sinking your battle ship rattle hair amount due
coiled up like a cobra waiting for you to drop your thong
all guards down anthem then i come a round wit a few 2 hour round
8-9 inch bars leaving inside tar wit enjoyment
linen soiled wit fragrence of x
now flex i'mk just in a good move

hows the family member doing
i thought you said somebody had cancer whats' the up dates thought you got a new job and was gone but your back huh i see that's how you do it pretty ass go wit your bad self


TE-TE
The End - To Everybody

And kisses you square on da lips .... (((HUSH YO MOUF))) -- :P

Thanks for asking 'bout family -- Airrrybodies fine now!


'Preciate the visit -- Even if you do give me shit every once innna blue moon! -- *chuckles*

no problem irt's all love
but you know most of the times i'm all about selfishness
but got a day off a use car and heading to the beach to find the peach fuzz on nappy dug out so i'm out

peace stay up guess we both doing fine huh
holla later

maybe in a month or two
still gotta represent the devil no nice guy looks ever but this was a mental break down i'll be back tomorrow

love and respect

TE-TE
The End - To Everybody

and my heart feels you.

This was awesome.

>I feel you tho …
>
>Reaching out thru proverbial portals ... Touching tender
>thought tendrils
>
>Brushing softly across my cheeks – making me *smile*
>
>Subliminal criminal in the skin of a cynical child
>
>
>
>Words tickle brain stems sending electric shocks through
>windows to the soul
>
>Warm to the touch ... but ultimately cold
>
>(((Chilled))) – (((Bold)))
>
>Righteously Gold
>
>
>
>Shared mutuality is a reciprocal reality
>
>As the world keeps turning
>
>Paris is burning
>
>Butter flows simulate buttermilk churning
>
>And I'm still learning about KARMA and kismet
>
>But there's no use crying over spilled milk -- now is it?
>
>
>
>So tell me dear – how've you been?
>
>Is life treating you fair?
>
>Gas has gone ^UP^ -- Employment is down
>
>But do you even care?
>
>
>What say you?
>
>
>
>Holla Back! -- ( That means add on -- :P ) ... whuzzup
>witchu?

and I love this piece. Just from reading your work and seeing you around the boards...your spirit draws out the good. Much appreciated you are.


I like

>Just from reading your work and seeing you around the boards...your spirit draws out the good.
>Much appreciated you are


*Thank U For Your Kind Words*

do i care?
i care like dry riverbeds coughing dust
like dead stars' screams reaching earth in a whisper
i may care too much
and i've been good and i'll be even better
knowing your heart's hold on me is constant
yet changes
like the weather...

i forgot how eloquent your flow is...

: )

You killed it, brought it back to life and then kill it again. Photo.... as we southerners says Lord Hav Mercy you my friend, are entriely too sick. Inspiration....

Where do I start, The visions you created with punctuation are totally unique and fresh. Word usage!!! Are you freakin kidding me "tightrope tachometers" ,"reciprocal reality","proverbial portals",
>Touching tender thought tendrils, and panoramic mindframes. Your alliteration and plus stacking words on top of eachother are mind tickling. Not to mention your metaphors are completly lovely and odd in a sexy way. You are a genius I am eating my mental wheaties, so I can be like you when I grow.

In the words of the Brits,
Bloody Brillant

>

refreshed
well deserved

Up

>Baptized in sentiments foreign to my heart
>
>I part stagnant waters with streaming soliloquies
>
>Rows of flows ripple like flat pebbles skipping beats
>
>As time retreats --->>> rolling backwards in panoramic
>mindframes
>
>It dances across glassy waters with random rhythms …
>reminiscing
>
>
>
>I remember …
>
>How your words pierced parchment paper – dripping
>
>Thoughts, conceptions, philosophies, reflections – dipping
>
>In and out of consciousness
>
~so well written and thought out (it seems). and as always, a pretty decent flow.


>
>Alas … I failed to check on you … to see how you were doing
>
>Picking up pieces of dreams … steadily patching & glue~ing
>
>:':':'Fragments & destiny chips':':':
>
>Walking tightrope tachometers -- speeding thru life doing
>flips
>
>
>
>I feel you tho …
>
>Reaching out thru proverbial portals ... Touching tender
>thought tendrils
>
>Brushing softly across my cheeks – making me *smile*
>
>Subliminal criminal in the skin of a cynical child
>
~and above as well. i love the alliteration you've got going on and the pairing of "cynical" and "child," definitely a clever move.


>
>So tell me dear – how've you been?
>
>Is life treating you fair?
>
>Gas has gone ^UP^ -- Employment is down
>
>But do you even care?
>
~and finally here. i thought it ended solidly. definitely a favorite from you. you stepping up and out, getting your poetic|lyrical brolic on, i see. *nods* great work.


my contribution:

i miss your scent

ain't shit but the rent,
gotta new job, new car, new puppy, and
new way of thinkin', still time passes
and i ain't been feelin like i used to
since you.

i miss the way you would glance
at me when you awakened to a new day;
eyes wide, mouth dry w/ just a bit
of juice still remaining from the night before.
you adored how i slid out of bed;
hair wrapped up, booty laced in your boxers
making my way to the bathroom for a morning
piss.

it's all i can do to forget you
and that sweet taste of your kiss.
i been up, down, above, beyond, and around
all instances of our past and still i cannot
seem to come up with a better excuse other than
"we just grew apart."

you always wanted to mentor, i always wanted to
teach, and now we're doing sort of what
we've wanted to do, but we're still not
within reach of our total aspirations.
my mother asked about you the other day,
as she usually does during our phone conversations.
she'll never see another "boyfriend" as a
living, breathing, entity as she did you.

with all that's going on,
the world on its last leg w/
turmoil and strife, i still manage to
sit back, remember you, remember us,
but, i've finally let go of the pain
from not being your wife. that's progress,
wouldn't you say so?

©Tremaine L. Loadholt 2008 June 27


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Art is man's constant effort to create for himself a
different order of reality from that
which is given to him ©Chinua Achebe

>>I feel you tho …


>my contribution:
>
>i miss your scent
>
>ain't shit but the rent,
>gotta new job, new car, new puppy, and
>new way of thinkin', still time passes
>and i ain't been feelin like i used to
>since you.
>
>i miss the way you would glance
>at me when you awakened to a new day;
>eyes wide, mouth dry w/ just a bit
>of juice still remaining from the night before.
>you adored how i slid out of bed;
>hair wrapped up, booty laced in your boxers
>making my way to the bathroom for a morning
>piss.
>
>it's all i can do to forget you
>and that sweet taste of your kiss.
>i been up, down, above, beyond, and around
>all instances of our past and still i cannot
>seem to come up with a better excuse other than
>"we just grew apart."
>
>you always wanted to mentor, i always wanted to
>teach, and now we're doing sort of what
>we've wanted to do, but we're still not
>within reach of our total aspirations.
>my mother asked about you the other day,
>as she usually does during our phone conversations.
>she'll never see another "boyfriend" as a
>living, breathing, entity as she did you.
>
>with all that's going on,
>the world on its last leg w/
>turmoil and strife, i still manage to
>sit back, remember you, remember us,
>but, i've finally let go of the pain
>from not being your wife. that's progress,
>wouldn't you say so?
>
>©Tremaine L. Loadholt 2008 June 27
>
>
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>
>Art is man's constant effort to create for himself a
>different order of reality from that
>which is given to him ©Chinua Achebe




>40 days and 40 nights,that's how long its been.
>Maybe too long since the last time
>I climbed into your arms.
>But you left months ago, more then 40 days.
>Why do I still feel this way.
>I tell myself it wasn't your fault.
>No one really.
>
>Lookin for love in all the wrong places.
>I pray for a continuous flow in the now,
>rather than a contingent flow in the need.
>I couldn't deny how I'd felt.
>Being there was a lesson to learn.
>Can't figure it out.
>Stop trying.
>
>Get over it and move on they say,
>You say.
>Sometimes I know I must stand still
>Get the valley experience
>Don't search for the feelin.
>Once on the other side,
>the grass is greener,
>the sky is bluer
>and everything is just right.

Thanks ladies!! Photo I do appreicate your work and Mindful, you are just Pentiful. I am new at this and I feel a whole new world openning up for me when I shared here with you all.

As soon as healing takes place, go out and heal somebody else. Maya Angelou
No man is free until all men are free.

Jah*lov*all of YOU>>>>

>ain't shit but the rent,
>gotta new job, new car, new puppy, and
>new way of thinkin', still time passes
>and i ain't been feelin like i used to
>since you.


So ....

What kinda car U got? -- Whatcha do on your new job? -- and was that your cute lil' puppy in your previous avys? (what kinda doggie is that?) and do they shed much hair?


(((Just Wonderin'))) -- :9

nosy ;-)

~2005 Chevrolet Aveo
~Billing Specialist for a local Gastroenterology Practice
~yes that was my baby as my previous avatar images. she's a chorkie (chihuahua & yorkshire terrier crossbreed). she doesn't shed much at all, but she does shed.



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you are the master of every situation.

I neva heard of that breed, but I think I'd like to own one ... since they don't get too big -- :)

Congrats on your new car & job -- *thumbs ^UP^

I remember reading your blog a good while back where you were wishing & hoping for changes and NEW things in your life ... Good 2 C U made them happen over time.

Of course, things get old after awhile; then we start complaining again -- *chuckles*


~Such Is Life~

up up and A wayyy
pum pum pump it up




¤sol


needed 2 pull this back on top

Photosynthesis :)

>Alas … I failed to check on you … to see how you were doing
>
>Picking up pieces of dreams … steadily patching & glue~ing
>
>:':':'Fragments & destiny chips':':':
>
>Walking tightrope tachometers -- speeding thru life doing
>flips


...>Words tickle brain stems sending electric shocks through
>windows to the soul
>
>Warm to the touch ... but ultimately cold
>
>(((Chilled))) – (((Bold)))
>
>Righteously Gold

_________________________________

_{^_^}_
'''"\\..//"''''
.....\V/.....
......\/......

I embody laziness, aka sloth
cover my body in under silk and cloth
smothering my ears, nanotechnology polyester
waterproofing me from tears

Earth's rhythm, God's drum
Patapatapon
They don't speak to me
I live and breathe for me

a slave to my own have-nots and have-to-have-its
caged in consumption
reigned in by wanting
to have you and have this to have you too

attaining my wants still fail my lusts
of a beautiful life and a beautiful mind
and I'll be straight and fine
as soon as the world is mine

Sometimes, I still dream
That divine pyre descends
Burns up the whole of me
for the future of our children

Feels like the good ol days

Bless

And also missing your "HOLLA BACK" poetry or freestyle response -- :P


Wuzzup Pretty Gyrl?

pm

>Plans --- fall apart --- dissolving
>
>Lack of plans --- results in inactivity --- never solving
>
>People --- change / grow / constantly evolving
>
>
>
>Alas … I failed to check on you … to see how you were doing
>
>Picking up pieces of dreams … steadily patching & glue~ing
>
>:':':'Fragments & destiny chips':':':
>
>Walking tightrope tachometers -- speeding thru life doing
>flips
>
>
>
>I feel you tho …
>
>Reaching out thru proverbial portals ... Touching tender
>thought tendrils
>
>Brushing softly across my cheeks – making me *smile*
>
>Subliminal criminal in the skin of a cynical child
>
>
>
>Words tickle brain stems sending electric shocks through
>windows to the soul
>
>Warm to the touch ... but ultimately cold
>
>(((Chilled))) – (((Bold)))
>
>Righteously Gold


Now I feel that this particular section is really dynamic...It definitely goes 360....A yin and yang kinda thing :P