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where tongues were slow to taunt
and minds kept pace with seasons,
he would've been acclaimed the village idiot;
with a crown of spiky, honest wit
and no malice.

Something peculiar unto the wind,
with a few lose screws to be sure-
but harmless and deft as a swift kick...
dodging a fervor of friendly potshots
aimed only to make him dance - never to maim.

Now, in this deadlier time,
no such mercies are awarded.

They call him Mr. Nowhere;
for nowhere he seemed to be going:

lest up and down the murderous maze
of all his all too familiar nights and days

Jealousy abounds of this ready-made, fair weather friend-
confidence spawned in sewer-depths of intent;
hissing fourth maledictions, outwitting enemies..
formerly aroused by green, backyard angels..
their intolerable innocence.

Spastic, jagged, rhythm
of spite, mocking bells tolled only
for him, flowing down some recent river of filth;
banning him from games,
forever devising new schemes,
pointless in their pains;
rubbing his twisted nose in the gutter;
a life, noone would rather utter.

Billy
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Mr. Nowhere

Contributed by Man_On_High on Wednesday, 22nd March 2006 @ 02:18:22 AM in AEST
Topic: Grief

Down some kinder time,
where tongues were slow to taunt
and minds kept pace with seasons,
he would've been acclaimed the village idiot;
with a crown of spiky, honest wit
and no malice.

Something peculiar unto the wind,
with a few lose screws to be sure-
but harmless and deft as a swift kick...
dodging a fervor of friendly potshots
aimed only to make him dance - never to maim.

Now, in this deadlier time,
no such mercies are awarded.

They call him Mr. Nowhere;
for nowhere he seemed to be going:

lest up and down the murderous maze
of all his all too familiar nights and days

Jealousy abounds of this ready-made, fair weather friend-
confidence spawned in sewer-depths of intent;
hissing fourth maledictions, outwitting enemies..
formerly aroused by green, backyard angels..
their intolerable innocence.

Spastic, jagged, rhythm
of spite, mocking bells tolled only
for him, flowing down some recent river of filth;
banning him from games,
forever devising new schemes,
pointless in their pains;
rubbing his twisted nose in the gutter;
a life, noone would rather utter.

Billy

Copyright © Man_On_High ... [ 2006-03-22 02:18:22]
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Re: Mr. Nowhere (User Rating: 1 )
by Jackee_line on Wednesday, 22nd March 2006 @ 06:28:49 AM AEST
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I thought it flowed very nice and beautifully written.

Re: Mr. Nowhere (User Rating: 1 )
by Mangos on Wednesday, 22nd March 2006 @ 07:34:49 PM AEST
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This was fantasta*****tasitc

Impressive work as always

Re: Mr. Nowhere (User Rating: 1 )
by brew on Wednesday, 22nd March 2006 @ 10:29:14 PM AEST
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Seeking, and yet, somewhat is found with this write.!
Excellent, but you do know all the words you ever post are flowed and sent out to the reader.! Always a differ image for us to see............I do feel a sense of detatchment with this.
Whats up? Again , I loved the write. Always a pleasure to read your talent.

Brew~

Re: Mr. Nowhere (User Rating: 1 )
by wizard on Monday, 27th March 2006 @ 09:35:02 PM AEST
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nice write bro, i think i get it..but let me know for sure. talk to you soon.

wiz

Re: Mr. Nowhere (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Friday, 31st March 2006 @ 07:16:19 PM AEST
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You have a marvelous vocabulary Billy I have read a few of your poems now and I never fail to be impressed with your high standard of work.

J.

Re: Mr. Nowhere (User Rating: 1 )
by Eternal_Dreamer on Thursday, 8th June 2006 @ 01:28:24 AM AEST
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Billy~
A most sad and heart breaking write you have presented to us. I read this and felt the pain & sadness of the subject u talk about.
Spastic, jagged, rhythm
of spite, mocking bells tolled only
for him, flowing down some recent river of filth;
banning him from games,
forever devising new schemes,
pointless in their pains;
rubbing his twisted nose in the gutter;
a life, noone would rather utter.

Misery spills out onto the pages. A real thought provoking write.
Your fantastic poetic verses are sheer brilliant masterpieces. Well done Billy~
warm huggers from ur fan/friend,
~*suzie Q*~

Re: Mr. Nowhere (User Rating: 1 )
by Eternal_Dreamer on Thursday, 8th June 2006 @ 01:30:28 AM AEST
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Billy~
A most sad and heart breaking write you have presented to us. I read this and felt the pain & sadness of the subject u talk about.
Spastic, jagged, rhythm
of spite, mocking bells tolled only
for him, flowing down some recent river of filth;
banning him from games,
forever devising new schemes,
pointless in their pains;
rubbing his twisted nose in the gutter;
a life, noone would rather utter.

Misery spills out onto the pages. A real thought provoking write.
Your fantastic poetic verses are sheer brilliant masterpieces. Well done Billy~
warm huggers from ur fan/friend,
~*suzie Q*~

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