OPEN MIC ENCORE III
July, 2002

 

 A Testimony of the Soul
Jennifer Luise Haas

 

Humbly now I close my eyes,
My mind slowly drifts away,
Life is going by so fast,
There is so much I wish to say,
 
You have always taunted me,
Not a day passes without fear,
Fear of being lonely now,
Fear of one day losing you,
 
Visions have come to me since,
They make me cry inside,
This fear I hold can not be denied,
For you're my love,... my very pride,
 
Now I stand here without doubt,
My life is spent to you devote,
Is it the love in which I love?
Or is it the fear I fear in myself?
 
No one can shelter me from it,
It is with me forever more,
Just as the blood that flows through my veins,
It's the essence of what make me survive.
~*~

for lisa... because every ending, is the begining of something new

Killashandra Dawn Smelser
i'm on the ground picking back up my pearls
what i traded my wings for
putting then back on the broken string
slowly but surely i'll find them all
i'll tie the string and no one will ever know
and maybe
just maybe
i can trade them back in for my wings
repair the holes with some electrical tape and lace
and try to fly again
but for now i'm desperately searching for the pearls
it was a bad trade anyways
my wings had never failed me
the pearls broke in days
 

~*~

FEELINGS
Janelle MacDonald
              
       
                I thought you were my friend
                I thought you actually cared
                You said this could never end
                And that you would always be there
 
                You would never turn your back
                You would never want to see me get hurt
                But now its like that's something you lack
                and that you've thrown to the dirt
 
                I guess you didn't want to try
                or that is wasn't worth your time
                but now its like all we do is cry
                and that our friendship isn't worth a dime
 
                I will help you out when things get rough
                but what we had is gone
                and I know sometimes that will be tough
                days and nights will seem to long
 
                But things will soon get easy
                and may go back to the way it was
                but they might not seem so breezy
                but again not everything does
                 Now I told you what i needed to say
                and finally I feel much better
                But I didn't want to see our friendship have to pay
                and I thought of this great letter

~*~

Goodbye
Amanda Johnson
 
     You came into my life and everything was great. we were so good together I thought you were everything I wanted. Then you left one day and everything went up in smoke. You started hanging out with the wrong people and didn't know what to do you said you could get out when you wanted to and that you wouldnt change. But you did change you started doing drugs and then had some more problems even besides me. You started going with your new friends everywhere. We were no longer friends than one day you came up to me and said everything's okay.
     You stopped doing everything it all went away from then on we were always together then one day it happened again you just went away and never came back. I saw you once more you were real messed up you needed help that I couldn't give you then you went away and you never came back. Everybody misses you their really really sad. We wish you were still here with us we really really do. But your not and its okay we will always love you and hope that your okay.

~*~

little men of thoughts
you wander so serenely
in this little head of mine.
with each my blink
see me try to fake
all my odes i can't rhyme.
glancing at the floor
if speak i do
what wishes my pretty mind,
longing for the road
feel me truly do
sauntering ahead of my time.
little men of thoughts
you make me
oh so
sweetly refined

shahan

~*~

EMPTY ROOMS
BY JOHN HAGERMAN
                     nothing here, nothing there,
                     nothing over there. just emptiness everything is gone.
                     everything is so cold, no covers to keep me warm.
                     these walls need painted, there all scared. my love
                     is in a box, my love is in this empty room. no lights
                     so i can see my way. just the sound of nothing in here.
                     just the echoes of love that will never be.
                     the tears have of all fallen on my floor.
                     now there's nothing nothing in here. I no this room wont
                     be empty forever. its going to be hard to fill.
                     these walls will get painted, the scares will all be
                     gone, the echoes of love will be a distant memory.
                     someone else will come in unpack there love.
                     and they will never no the floor there walking on,
                     there walking on a part of me.
                      THE END.

~*~

Girl in the desert
jeremy burton 

girl in the desert
finds her way of life
look at the sand as a puzzling land
always change its way with the wind blowing against it
the girl follow a dream that come and went
but tells her life has change somehow
her eyes search for answers in the dirt
the sun comes to look at her sweat roll down her body
she looks on the horizon seeing water in the distance
knew its probably a mirage
she walks with ease
walking never looking down until
she felt water at her feet
this side of the story ends

~*~

Restless and taunted I remain awake at these ungodly hours of the night
I desire what I can not possess
the unknown, feeling lost and lonely with no comfort
Not even my own familiar thoughts can satisfy this space that still remains empty
Myself which I do not even recognize
I feel as if I am a spectator of another's life overtaken by emptiness
I wish to cry but my tears can not be found
Overwhelmed with unknown emotions even with desperate attempts I still can not sleep
All will power to even bring myself to move has gone
Visions of my former self replay over and over
My heart has fallen to a place so deep that it can not be picked up
my true self was ripped to shreds destroyed by corrupted youths
so who is the person that wrote these words
even with my regained consciousness i would not be able to say
Blinded by evil with no power to resist
Things came to be beyond my own imagination

Lauren Evans

~*~

"EVERYTHING IN BETWEEN"
BY LISA MELENDEZ

Torn between the city ligts and the soft suburban nights
In between a peaceful mind and a neverending fight
Somehow, in the clamor, the silence engulfs me
My mind is so very cloudy, yet somehow, I can see
Lost inside a shallow world, whose depth I can't describe
Lying just to hide the truth, which cannot be denied
Underneath my very woes, I'm on top
Though no one knows
I think and see, I speak and hear
I feel my voice is very clear
The words I speak, are what I mean
And I am everything in between.****

~*~

untitled
 Scott O

only the bumper stickers will remain
all of the rest have gone in shame
the flags and posters are all gone now
and people like me are left wondering how
 
How could a country with such patriotic emotion
let the memories fade like a tide in the ocean
the blood of many stained the ash and the steel
And Iím left wondering how 9 11 could be real
 
Some people went on with there every day life
But they didn't lose a husband or wife
They didn't lose a father or mother.
A friend an aunt a sister or brother
 
At first the country's heart swelled with pride
As it mourned for those who were lost or died
But all the flags have gone in vain
and only the bumper stickers will remain

~*~

BLACK BIRDS IN THE RED SKY...DON'T WORRY DON'T CRY...
HE IS WAITING FOR THE STORM...THAT WILL NEVER COME...
IN THE COTTON TREE A SPIDER DREAMS...
BUT THIS IS NOT WHAT IT SEEMS...AND IT NEVER WILL BE...
SHE LIVES IN A HOME BY THE SEA...FAR AWAY...FROM ME...
ANOTHER TIME AND ANOTHER PLACE...WITHOUT A TRACE...
SHE DISAPPEARED...THIS IS WHAT I ALWAYS FEARED...

RICK SIHLER

~*~

when i look in your eyes all i see is pain
when i look inside u i can all most cry out for help for u
becuz i no just how u feel and all i how to say iz that i'm
in love

shawnda thomas

~*~

JESS POEM
_-Kevin O-_

I always hated when people said they believed in love at first sight,
But now I find myself not wanting to wake up,
And it all be a dream,
I lay myself down to sleep,
To only wake up thinking of you,
But its different this time,
I choke on my words,
Once spoken of love,
Cause this must truly be love at first sight.

~*~

The End of it All.
  Cornelius

I looked at the night clear sky
And the moon
In its borrowed light
Showed me the way
To a journey
I had just begun
And the end of which
I had no sight
And what was in store
I had no right.
 
The moon in its borrowed light
Waved goodbye to my plight
Signaling to the stars
In the night clear sky
To keep an eye on my flight
Because to eternity
I might soar
And that would be the end
Of it all

~*~
A CHILD'S WORLD
shayla marie dyer

once twice three times wasn't enough
what you were thinking ill never know
i was young you were old
i tried so hard to hide the past, never telling a soul
ashamed i don't know why, afraid of someone knowing
what would mommy and daddy say, they'd hate me i know
 
once twice three times wasn't enough
how i wish i could forget the times, the days, the way
your words a sweet conviction led to my everlasting fate
a child in a grown ups world
a secret hidden so deep, silent cries never to cease
 
Once twice three times wasn't enough
forced upon me was you and you your pleasure
my innocence became your guilt
today tomorrow and forever
i remember
the child i once was

~*~

Dreams of twilight spinning deep
Aching hardships finding sleep
with windows plenty
and cups filled empty
will i let go this thing i keep
 
i find sadness in joy
and laughter in tears
i find peers in solitude
and solitude in peers
 
the passing has come
with speed and force
leaving all behind
with no remorse
 
for i've crossed that bridge
my sins atoned
leaving my friends behind
and my family alone
 
but tears fall not
from this withered face
since finally at last
it's freedom i taste

Richard Thompson

~*~

COPY CAT
TayLora Washington
 
Braids, weaves, silky straight way down there back side. Copy Cat is what they be, saying stuff like I think that blonde color would really look good on me. Not being true to thyself at all, crying in the shower stall, because for some reason she was made to feel that she was to tall. See when I go to express myself with the Nonnob's or the Dreads I am to wack  to African American to Black. I don't try very hard to be someone else, its hard enough for me just being myself. I ain't the female who rocks to the hippest styles on the block, I try not to get stereotyped into being something that I am not. I don't pretend to be the sexiest female alive, I just go with the flow of my expressive styles. You be that Copy Cat who don't like my style but, if Brandy putt's it on you will sport it for awhile. I can just be me "Tay" is what comes from what you see. I am who I am and I be who I be, but them so called Copy Cats ain't done shit for me, so that wack conversation about what I wear and the way I fix my dark nappy hair don't mean a thang. Don't forget where you come from, or forget who you be, I am TayLora Just me.

 

~*~
all you are
jen salopek 
 
if you can look me in my tear-swelled eyes
and say that you don't love me
then all you were was a monster
if you can turn your back
on the only one who has ever gave a damn
then all you were was empty
if you can bring her to my house
and hold her hand in front of my broken heart
then all you were was evil
if you can still call me
like nothing ever happened
then all you were was naive
and if you can see your breathe
on a warm summer's day
then all you are is cold

~*~

 

RUINS
Adam Pettet

Sudden eruptions of scar tissue on fingertips,
an unfeeling membrane ending touch.
In the mouth the tongue twists
vainly trying to taste itself.
 
 Gloss washed over eyelids,
the coloured plastic crumpled in my pocket
and an old man pointing a bone at my back.

~*~
PAPA AND THE SHOTGUN
                    BY BEN HUNT

PAPA is on the boat with a big hole in his head,coutesy of the shotgun,of course, and all the words he reeled into the boat as fish, needing the polished bones for stories but unfortunately having to retain the meat of madnes,well, all the meat,the madness, the leftover words are flying out the back of his  dead head and taking off on a giant wind, joining the rantings and ravings of a thousand generations of prophets,poets,madmen and saints, that rise like steam  off a boiling sea, to form the saddest of sad stories for me and the sad faces in bewildered clouds to ponder as we sail this sea of dreams,this sea of screams... 
~*~

Life Brings It Back To Reality
Andrea Fletcher 

The day was a surreal one
Until life brings it back to reality
Walking, stamping, knocking-
Loud music playing
Microwave on, done,click
Eating time, quiet again, for one moment
Until life brings it back to reality-
For how long
Will it be surreal again?
Life will bring it back to reality.

~*~

OFFSHORE
By Patrick Rice
 
Make a wish upon me,
And I will never fail,
Eyes that yearn to dry themselves
Shall never shed a morose tale;
 
When we cry the ripples bend,
So vainly do we hope for when
The day of grace shall wash ashore;
What wave arises evermore
Is home of heaven in your will,
So never should an angel weep;
A well of sorrow's only so deep
That hope can one day fill

~*~

STEPPING UP
 Justin "Right"
 
Everyday I wake up
Everyday I'm shaken up
Everyday I'm actin' up
Everyday I step up
 
I try my best
I play my best
I act my best
I step up my best
 
I try to be smart
I try to play smart
I try to act smart
I try to make an impact

~*~

Painted sky, Colored Waters
Matthew Sipress
 
Raindrops sing as they fall
like a chorus of voices,
tranquil and radiant.
 
Sunlight tickles like a feather
with the warmth of its rays.
 
Snow on the mountains
sparkles in the sunlight
like glittering stars
on a swirl of sky.
 
Nature's artistry expresses itself
as Gaia rejoices with hallellujahs,
 
painting the sky and waters
with her angelic voice.

~*~

You Will Always Be My Mom and Dad
Sharon Molina

You brought me home at three days old
I was chosen by you, I was always told!
 
Another woman carried me  but gave me up that day,
That other woman thought it would be the only way.
 
Then you cam along with your arms opened wide
You told me that you loved me and you would be my guide.
 
You raised me from the start like I was your very own,
If it hadnít been for you and dad I would be all alone.
 
You taught me so many things ≠ everything I know!
You taught me to walk and talk ≠ You watched me grow.
 
I may not be of your genes because you did not carry me.
But there are things stronger then that  - love is the key!
 
You were there through all the years, the good times and the bad
No matter what happens, you will always be, my mom and dad.
 
I may have found my roots and found something I was looking for.
But I have the two of you and I couldnít ask for more!
~*~

TOO LATE
Kaytee Reah

 

its too late for me to take you back
so hit the road jack
its too late for me to love you again
so stop trying to be my friend
its to late for you to win my heart
we need some years apart
its too late for us to reconcile
so stop trying to get me to smile
its hard to refuse you
so give me a clue
its hard to love you not
so don't let me give you another shot
at breaking my heart
don't even let me start
i'd be lost without you as a friend
damn, there you go doing it again
loving me with your eyes
its hard to remember the lies
remembering the past is so hard to do
especially when i am with you

~*~

STARDUST
Tracy Emick
 
Molecules, matter,
Atoms shatter.
 
Fallen from the sky
we don't know why.
 
Sent to wonder why we wonder why.

~*~

Love's Passing
mien
If you must ask
Why now when we are trudging
paths that lead separately; two lives
To be freely lost in the jungle
of the new refuge-quicksands of youth
To psych us in, make us forget
Only kiss phantoms in the end
 
Ask not but ponder deeply
Away from your great mind's library
To the times when you sinfully
Stirred the haloed creature within
Made wings of her bent back
held her sacredly in your reverent eyes
Lifted her up for her to fly
 
If you must ask still
Why now when time leaves us
Spare me for I only drank
The wine from your palms
 
Do not, not now when I grieve
Love's passing, our little death.
  ~*~
"A pessimist is one person,
An optimist another.
 
And us, the in-betweens:
Human beings
 
So why
Do we still persist
In assaulting each other, my love,
with things
So fragile,
Brittle,
Transparent?
 
Don't we
Already understand,
Knew that
Words are merely beheaded swords,
Lacking a view to gauge
The depth
Of its plunge
Into the screaming flesh?
 
Of hurt
That runs down the Tree,
And poisons the Fruits?
 
Sad
Plagued
Fruits"
 
Yisa

~*~

ďWhen You Walked InĒ
Sara Lee

May your life be better than mine.
For mine was not all wine and dine.
I ended up hurting all the time.
 
I went through many broken hearts,
And friends being torn apart.
Iíll never forget that year
That dreadful school year
When I even thought about drinking beer.
 
I try to forget all that went wrong.
My days were always so long.
Sometimes I even thought about suicide
But luckily my TRUE friends were by my side.
 
Somehow the always knew when something was bothering me
While everyone else couldnít see.
 
Every night I dropped to my knees,
Asking, begging God that something would go right
(and obviously He heard me)
Because you walked into my life.
And now nothing can go wrong again.
 
Iíll never forget that day,
 That wonderful day when you walked in.

~*~

UNTITLED
Leo Coronado

If you could see me
The sparkle in my eye
The       on my teeth
The charm in my smile
You would be proud
Of what they made me do
Of what has become of me
Stripped to the bone
Dressed to the T
I'll never be the same
I'm never coming back
I wish you could be here
When all of the bodies
Come floating back to shore
God bless your short memory

~*~

THE BABY
serena wiber
 
the baby crawled up the wall
and turned herself inside out
and made herself grow so tall
that she tantrumed and started to pout
 
her mother was desperate in getting her down
but the sulky child was a disgrace
she took off her mother's evening gown
and slapped her in the face

~*~

The hallway that I walk is full of twist's and turn's,
Don't go to close to the fire or you might get burned,
But the fire is so beautiful and bright,
And keeping away from it is a constant fight,
But I am intrigued by the glow and the warmth of the fire,
The closer I get to it I seem to get higher,
So I walk closer warmed by the blaze,
And everything is blurred in a purple haze,
I reach out my hand ignoring the warning of pain,
Because the beautiful fire is calling my name,
The flame's are leaping higher and higher,
The warmth has taken over so I get closer to the fire,
The fire is beautiful glowing orange, purple, and green,
How could something so beautiful want to harm me?
But harm me it does and as I burn to ashes,
The beauty fades, the purple haze passes,
And now I am hurt and in much pain,
The fire continues to burn calling my name,
The fire is still beautiful burning so bright,
But I can't touch it, it's a constant fight.

Laura Glass

~*~

Why Do We Get Ourselves Into Messes?
Shelley
 
Why do we get ourselves into messes we canít get ourselves out of? Why do we get caught up in lies and deceit? Pain and suffering? Where things just donít make sense. Some one please tell me why some guys are sweet and some seem sweet then turn sour. Like sweet and sour candy, sweet on the out side and sour on the in. They give you drawings and call you their baby, but itís all lies. It then makes me wonder if the sweet guyís telling the truth. It makes me sad when I find out they truly meant what they were saying, because I lost them. So Iím trying to figure this out. How do I tell the difference between a sweet guy or a sweet and sour guy? Some one needs to tell me.

~*~

Everyone wants to be remembered
not for what they did or never did
but somewhere inside of them
that is why they make friends
and become who they are
 
They might not realize it
but like Leonardo and other greats
they are and will be remembered
 
To be remembered is to have a name
it just happens without a name you are just a another person
but with a name you have a identity and to be remembered
is keeping that identity remembered.

Marlena

~*~

- As I remain, Only in your eyes, in your heart of hearts can you define what I mean to thee!
- As I remain, my dreams & visions entrusted to you. Slowly blinded by my love to point where I could no longer see.
- As I remain, In constant self-discovery, overwhelmed by lifeís defining moments. Each moment adding or subtracting a piece that is I but never leading to the equal that is you.
- As I remain, A love so immense it is implausible that it could be defined with a label. Poised, equipped, endowed and willing. Preferring the fairytale instead of the fable.
- As I remain, a confused soul aimlessly wondering the earth in search of his place. Probing for the fulfillment that I once enjoyed from her embrace.
- As I remain, A new disciple of romance
Anxiously waiting for chance to glance into the tender heart that is  ď herís Ē.
- As I remain, aching to disseminate my undying love.
Recalling each heavenly mole in their place, Itís only her I wake up thinking of.
- As I remain, insecure, unsure, trying to endure my emotional plane.
Or should I say surface, asking God ď whatís my purpose?Ē
- As I remain, a black man trying to hold back the tears summoned from anger, disappointment, frustration, deception & pain. Constantly being defined and redefined with each new interaction, & yet I still remain the same.
- As I remain, Val, Eminent 1, son, friend, lover, brotha, false or true.
- As I remain, it can only be defined from whatever meaning I am embraced which in turn is reciprocated from me in trade to you.

vcharlespierre

~*~

Be Strong
Nor Faizah
 
    Loss of hope, Loss of strength
    What do you feel when you lose both?
    Never mind the sheers people give,
    Never min the insults you receive.
    All these are lessons that should be learnt,
    And NEVER to repeat itself on earth.
    Loss of hope leaves you depressed,
    Loss of strength gives you no rest,
    Hinders & barriers are part of life,
    Which anyone in the right mind COULD survive.
 
    You should not be sad coz' you could regain your hopes back.
    DON'T LET NO NOTHING PUT YOU DOWN,
    Let that be the word around.
    Regain your hope, Regain your strength,
    No one can help you but yourself,
 
    No more tears, No more lies
    Just pluck up your courage,
    & see the evil die...

~*~

PROMISES
Kelly Maples
 
You promised me that i'd be free
You said nothing could stop me
You said that i could fly
I looked at you
for fun
for love
for friendship
for inspiration
 
You promised me we'd be together until the end of time
You helped me through and let me live
I loved you
for your help
for your heart
for your confidence
for your strength in me
 
You promised me that i'd be free
You said nothing could stop me
Then tell me why you hold me back
for fear?
for hope?
for yourself?
 
You promised me, now i'm promising you.
I will back!
But its my time to fly!

~*~

Life is..
-T.Ashwin Kumar
Life is like a glass of orange juice
With floating islands of twinkling cubes
Simmering around like a poet's muse
Grabbing your dreams yet letting them loose
 
Its like wearing goggles of the sunrise
Doing things without thinking twice
Waking up late in the night
To turn around and hug someone tight
 
Walking with your legs
Yet flying like a bird
Seeing with your eyes
Yet looking away from the crowd
 
Its trying hard and failing
Like breaking your mast yet sailing
Running the race like a cheetah wild
Yet losing it to please a child
 
Throwing pebbles in the still water
To create ripples with your hearty laughter
Walking around that familiar bend
Along the roads that will never end.

~*~
Earth Chapel
peter sterner-howe

In the city
we imagine the cars are wild horses
Buildings become mountains
piled high one on top of another
until they are small and one
under a great expanse of sky
where cave creatures dwell
climbing into the bellies of the horses
making false light against the night
a collective prayer to forestall the dawn
a curious perspective
from our eyes we may leave and leave
 
We are an old tree
small and wizened, gnarled
our Children flowers at our feet
A soft wind lifts their hair petals
Rain joins the smiles of our tears
rolling down the ancient bark of our face
Nature is our peace
our religion

~*~

*LIQUID EMOTIONS*
Heather Spelts

I am a Bottle that eases all your pain but when your done I'm empty and so are you-
My outside appearance is shiny and clear, My inside appearance is thick and hard to swallow-
My affect on your life was at first not big but after awhile you needed me, to feel worth-
I am a thrill, match maker, home breaker, party maker there all in my job description-
It maybe hard to except but, You need me now, I've convinced you, Your nothing without me, Letting go of me would cost you a lot-
Worried by rejection you swallow me down and the bear the bitter taste to be found-
No longer able to live, have fun or even breathe with out me, I am empty and so are you, I shatter-
I am an addiction a disease and as you look at me, the empty bottle in you hand, Trying to find yourself, lost in my bitter taste... You drop me and as much as it hurts to fall... I'm strong.
You need me.
To be strong for you.

~*~

Every time I open my eyes and see her, I think of you.
I wish she liked the things you do.
Adore my every step and hang on my every word.
Critically spoiled.
I find myself trying to make her you, while she sleeps
not knowing the longing for your touch in my emotions.
Come back to me and be what I need.
I will leave her for you like you left her for me

Kym  

~*~

As time tics by,
people laugh and people cry.
Often you may ask why......
Knowing damn well, you'll get no reply.
And it seems no matter how hard you try;
or how many reasons you can give,
as to why you feel that they must live.
The things you hold close,
and the people you love most,
are the ones you'll raise a toast,
and hope,
and pray,
and say,
"I really wish it wasn't this way...."
but hey
who can say,
that in the end we won't meet again?

Jeffrey M. English 

~*~

                        I'LL NEVER STOP LOVING YOU
                              -NICOLA MAIR

I know I've never shown my feelings,
Like you'd want me to,
It doesn't mean I don't care,
I just don't know how, and you do.
I think of us more than anything,
I couldn't handle it if we were apart,
I'll love you until the very end,
Like I have done from the start.
I don't care about what other people think,
Or the fact they think we wont last,
I'm sorry about arguments we've had,
I hope we can leave them in the past.
We're going to have so much fun together,
Think of what lies ahead,
I wont turn back, you're part of me now,
I mean everything that I've said.
I know you're going away soon,
And wont be back for long,
I'll never change, I'll try not to worry,
With you is where I belong.
You may never read this poem,
Yet, if someday you do,
Let's have the best summer together,
I'll never stop loving you.

~*~

                                 FLOATING   
                                  MAYBEN
 
                         in dreams
                          the forest is blue               
                             the sky
                          smells green
 
                           old arms
                         wooden limbs
                        bare & brittle
                     with the onset of snow
                           
                          Pan dancing in
                        the bitter fire 
                              playing for
                          the fairies who
                          draw the moon

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Chaser of the Dragon
By: Tanya Marie Franklin
 
She's been chasing the dragon
For so many years
When she thinks of stopping
She breaks down into tears
She thinks of all her morals
That were sucked down the drain
She was looking for some happiness
But all she found was pain
 
Her life got so confusing
And there was no place to turn
Felt nothing but the torment
And the way her body burned
There's nothing there to satisfy
Or fill the needs she wants
It just wont leave her head
The memories still haunt
 
She's still living in the past
When her future stays untold
No ones there to comfort her
There's no one there to hold
She's still trying to find meaning
In her life that gives
So deep down inside of her
The hunger it still lives
 
Chaser of the dragon
Will you ever be okay
Just get down on your knees
And find the strength to pray

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Penance is punishment
unbenounced to its subject.
It's not quid por quo-an eye for an eye.
In its own measure it comes, it goes.
It's the gift that keeps on giving-the gift you give
so that the anonymous recipient
you don't know you hurt
feels paid back.
When you think you are done
you really were just meant to start.
When you think you're having fun
you're just numb - you've only just begun.
Penance is abstract
as in when ethical standards are too vague to be entact.
What you think your punishment should be
is more than or less than that.
It's as haphazard
as the excuses for what you lack.

Jeff Bailey

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I'm addicted to my thoughts
          this morning---
the scent of sandlewood loiters
   in the air from early             yesterday.
<~~~~~lament for the death of emotion~~~~~>
I speak at you with words
as powerful as powerless;
I've seen your naked eye,
   frozen and blue,
                    a fragile mind.
helpless in my speechlessness
                          words long overdue
can you catch me now?
                                   can you miss me now?
can you exist?
the girl stares, confused
 illogical
the sky so blue this morning--
the illustration of my mind
my thoughts evaporate in the sunlight.

Liz Pellegrini

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King of Jacks
Ryan J.

The beeping draws me closer
Pick up, receive, forced by my king
Kill my brain so I will not have to think these thoughts anymore
Plastic roses aren't forever like diamonds are
I am the jack of hearts, but a jack none the less
 
My ember naked body
drop in cold glass
Please, be my guest, you were expected
kill my brain so I won't have to inhale
let me touch a rose half way up the stem and make it satisfy my lust.
make it bow to its king

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The pain is coming
I feel it in my heart
It bleeds of pain that is brought to me
 
My heart drips of thick drops
Each one of them is meaning something
Then they get me to think
 
Death is coming; it can solve my problems
Death can help me find my way out
That shall be the path that I walk upon
 
More pain is coming in from different places on my body
I watch the blood start to fall from me
It hurts for awhile; then I can't feel it no longer
 
I think to my self; maybe everyone will be happier
They can live a better life without me
The I fade slowly seeing nothing but darkness

As my heart takes it last beat
My breathing fades, and its done
Only thing left are the memories
 
Samantha Jo Sether

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Tangled Web
L.S.Watts
 
Tangled web of useless faith
that I'll never need
Washed up memories hit me hard
and wipe my blind mind clean.
Conditional love is what I bare
and hope is what I seek
Waiting for life to unwind itself
before this cuts me too deep.
Wanting freedom is my alibi
it's money wasted in my wishing well
Asking for something I cannot have
People whisper "only time will tell"
You can take your morals and rules and lies
and throw them to to wind
For I have tried my hardest through this
although for some pleasures I have sinned.
Tangled web of useless faith
that one day will be mine
Unleash its hope and trust for you
that day, the real me you will find.
 

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    WHEN YOU WASN'T LOOKING I SAW:
When you wasn't looking; I saw you open the door for a crippled person.
When you wasn't looking; I saw you take in a helpless creature and nursed it back to helth.
When you wasn't looking; I saw you care about someone who didn't sleep.
When you wasn't looking; I saw you give a safe place for someone who needed it.
When you wasn't looking; I saw you give away your special places that you go.
When you wasn't looking; I saw you share your beer and cigars.
When you wasn't looking; I saw you share your life.
When you wasn't looking; I sent you an sprit to look over you.
When you wasn't looking; I said thank you.

SHERRY A MULLINS

 

OPEN MIC Encore I, July 2002

 

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