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Array ( [sid] => 131771 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => No Self Respect [time] => 2007-02-15 14:45:12 [hometext] => [bodytext] => Although it all started so innocent at first
There was bound to be hurt tossed
At weak minds
Thermafrost, at peak solar times
Wind chimes, hung on perpendicular grape vines
As the clangs turned to chatter, among the nine lives

There is something to be said for greatness
There is plenty to be had for, and less to be thankless
When second chances are offered they are meant for the taking
This is the self assurance I am currently embracing

The variables come into play far later then the act itself
A smack of reality sits and hunts the future from a distance
Entrapped winds held captive by their own ailing health
Prevailing storms scatter the sky as one star births, another,
and then another, until the poor have divided all the worlds wealth….

The mind never narrows
It expands within each new scenario
It depends on the intensity
Or the relentlessness of the enemy
The pathway from ignorance
To brilliance
From the minute
To the total complete existence
The slope, its diameter, and its circumference
Commiserates-
Vilifies and mediates
The ill afforded
Socialization mitigates
Even the less appropriate
Perverted, straightforward, or inverted
Convoluted and choreographed to music

A false reliance
Based on sheer defiance
Unleash the growling lions
Magnetically drawn
A patriarchal alliance
High frustration tolerance
Allows the salty sweat to permeate
And revive my thirsty conscious
Where it once stood dead
As I lay here
Sad

___
_ [comments] => 4 [counter] => 309 [topic] => 43 [informant] => lancaster [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 13 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
No Self Respect

Contributed by lancaster on Thursday, 15th February 2007 @ 02:45:12 PM in AEST
Topic: oops



Although it all started so innocent at first
There was bound to be hurt tossed
At weak minds
Thermafrost, at peak solar times
Wind chimes, hung on perpendicular grape vines
As the clangs turned to chatter, among the nine lives

There is something to be said for greatness
There is plenty to be had for, and less to be thankless
When second chances are offered they are meant for the taking
This is the self assurance I am currently embracing

The variables come into play far later then the act itself
A smack of reality sits and hunts the future from a distance
Entrapped winds held captive by their own ailing health
Prevailing storms scatter the sky as one star births, another,
and then another, until the poor have divided all the worlds wealth….

The mind never narrows
It expands within each new scenario
It depends on the intensity
Or the relentlessness of the enemy
The pathway from ignorance
To brilliance
From the minute
To the total complete existence
The slope, its diameter, and its circumference
Commiserates-
Vilifies and mediates
The ill afforded
Socialization mitigates
Even the less appropriate
Perverted, straightforward, or inverted
Convoluted and choreographed to music

A false reliance
Based on sheer defiance
Unleash the growling lions
Magnetically drawn
A patriarchal alliance
High frustration tolerance
Allows the salty sweat to permeate
And revive my thirsty conscious
Where it once stood dead
As I lay here
Sad

___
_




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Re: No Self Respect (User Rating: 1 )
by Malcolmsdreamgirl on Thursday, 15th February 2007 @ 03:00:50 PM AEST
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;-(


I respect you for your talent for such a wonderful write ..........................

Makes me feel like Minnie mouse in poetry land
Dee xx


Re: No Self Respect (User Rating: 1 )
by Rhei76 on Thursday, 15th February 2007 @ 03:37:50 PM AEST
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excellent write.

for some reason I been watching alot of news lately, CNN, Headline, etc.
Oddly I can put this in an Anna Nichole category.

My 'pologies if that offends
But I think it's a really good write.


Re: No Self Respect (User Rating: 1 )
by Bleedthelove on Friday, 16th February 2007 @ 09:29:55 AM AEST
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Brilliantly written. Excellent job.


Re: No Self Respect (User Rating: 1 )
by hauntedscorp on Saturday, 17th February 2007 @ 01:46:20 AM AEST
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You are a true talent, and the way you just let your conscious stream time and again in your writes, is proof of that. Well done.



~Scorp.




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