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~~American~~ Canadian Vegabond

Could you not
give a damn and
let me run wild?
Those too expensive
sunglasses and my old
beat up car as soon as the
government says I know
enough,
the roads'll never
be the same.

Writing poetry at late night
24-hour trucker stops where the
waitresses have been there since
the world blew dust into the
waves.

driving down roads no one can
pronounce, throwing the map
out the window.

Swinging my feet in every river
that's managed to survive this
cruel world and
take pictures of every interesting
thing/person/animal
I see.

Cranking the music that
no one's heard about
(well, maybe)
to window rattling
proportions/

No place is home while
every place I've set eyes
on vies for first
place.

I'm the ~~American~~ Canadian
Vegabond.

<3

Current Mood: cynical
Current Location: Desk
Current Music: Red - Lost

We didn't ask for hesitation
because we didn't know it was
offered as a side dish,
dove in, not thinking about
afterwards and thoughts of
a different choice.

lips still tingle from a
(somewhat) forbidden
dish some call
'romance'

Capture a spinning plaent
between two hands
results from over
enjoyment

Attempt to govern,
steal the throne from the
sleeping king.
create order from still shots,
each something you dictated,
orchestrated, and never let go
of.

Watch it as it
fades away, ruining with time,
sandy grains slipping,
s-l-o-w-l-y
through your fingertips so that
you barely
noticed.

Until now.

For:

nosundays

Current Mood: cynical
Current Location: Desk
Current Music: Red - Lost

When the tides turn in to
meet their shores whispering
"I'm here, I'm here,
Settle, settle to sleep"

The Earth yawns as each
star dots Her atmosphere,
bringing their fires by which to
watch Her children
sleep.

One such child slips out,
as Earth tends to
another.
Climbs the ropes of love
and raises a hand to touch
her lover's once smooth
face, now ridged with age,

He keeps burning bright,
night by night,
waiting, waiting,
for her gentle touch
and loving words.

<3

For:

autumn_sea

Current Mood: content
Current Location: Deck
Current Music: jars of Clay - Worlds Apart

Cradle her in goose down,
imprint her shape on
sheets, her head indenting
cloud immitators.

As Night draws its
twinkling blanket and
Day sighs underneath,
she wishes.

Wgule They tromp around,
loud and vulgar laughs
penetrate innocence,
she dreams.

Maybe,
one day,
one of them will take flight,
when she turns her head into
Night's gentle arms,
fly through the window
on the white, fragile wings
of Tomorrow.

<3

For:

blackblackberry

Current Mood: content
Current Location: Deck
Current Music: Five for Fighting - 100 years

One glance is all they
get, usually.
Until footsteps from the Seer
whisper invisible words.
Eyes that don't rip apart
and hands that put back
together what shallow eyes
could not see.
Searching for the one
seed that holds
life's beauty and
deiding how to
best
make it grow.

For:

cjgirl864

Current Mood: creative
Current Location: Desk
Current Music: Postal Service - Sleeping In

My apologies if the pictures aren't that amazing. My computer's colouring is still off. If it doesn't work, I can change it. Thanks.

String them together
using invisible threads,
where one starts and
the other ends,
only visible by
spitting sparks.
Knotted and left to
dangle,
taunting,
in front while the
rest melts, blue pools
into your veins.

For:

stupastu

Current Mood: creative
Current Location: Desk
Current Music: Stellar Kart - Hold On

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& new york is wonderful in the wintertime

how the smile on his face says he's in love

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