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TO BE OR NOT TO BE
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RAYMOND is back.All the writes I have posted in the past were of my life,my trials and tribulations,my love and forgiveness in the past,but now my latest write with vengence in my heart,retribution for those who have wronged me. " TO BE OR NOT TO BE " " TO BE OR NOT TO BE "? That is the question I ask myself, as did Hamlet. Whether its more noble in the mind to suffer and accept the tortures and wrongs done to I, by the most loved by I, and knowing of their false love and affection, and all that in my life did I give and do for them, for their most well being and gratification. In my mind, I did see the trust I gave to my most loved one being abused, but had the love for her still glowing in my heart to forgive, and again forgive, but then, did allow my love each time to slowly dwindle away. " DOES SHE STAY OR DOES SHE GO "? This question I now asked myself. If she stays with false love to I, and dwindling love to her, is not the answer to this question, her pledge to I, to stay till I die was broken with her infidelity, she must go. I will suffer, when she goes, my children will go too, my now most precious. Their minds will be poisoned against I, to satisfy her new found affairs, their absence from I and the poison, will make their love for I, grow weaker, and my absence from them will make my love for them, dwindle away, this I know from my first 5 children, with my first love, then my wife of 24years. SO THEY GO, the children all love her way,and what my minds eye did see,is true. I suffer the tortures, from those, so ungrateful,of all my gifts of love and prosperity. They were made poor, when I the giver to them, was now unkind, I am now the ex-partner and father of poisoned minds. Yet now, to have loved and lost love, and nothing else to lose that I had cherished the most, I need not suffer anymore, but accept the tortures and wrongs done to I, by the ones once most loved by I. I fight against that ocean of troubles, and endow them, and their, now most loved ones, with their own, sea of troubles and miseries. They all live in glass houses and should not have thrown stones at I, the most honest, trustworthy,and most of all, more law abiding of them all. Unlike them I have never cheated with others, never cheated or abused the laws of the social system or defrauded it. My mind knows too much of them all,and now my conscience is clear to fight back and let the sea of troubles, now overwhelm their new, and what will be their short lived new happiness without me, it will be turned into the sufferings and tortures they bestowed on me, now to be a reality for them. Let my revenge, be in the shape of the "Fist of the Law", with vengence, be swift and sweet , to strike them down to give them, their justly deserves. All these thoughts in my mind, and their sedition of the social laws which any decent person lives by, but not by them, now will be their downfall to their ruination and misery. Whilst I in my joy of their sufferings, I will regain my happiness, but hoping that she the most loved by I, will reform her future ways in life, and not to be a breeder of sinners like herself, whose mother had bred into her, the bad seed, this I hope because I cannot impress my code of decency to my children anymore, the eldest told I, to them, I no longer exist. I am now revengeful, but proud of the way I have lived my life, even though I have been an arrant fool to the two most loved women in my life. Even so before I die, I still give myself hope to find that true soul-mate. Soon, I hope that my suffering and tortures will be blown away by the winds of time, and replaced by sun scorched passion, much love and happiness. This unloved situation I was thrust into two times in my life, between 1964 and now today 26th February 2009. The start of their troubles and unhappiness has today began for her new lover she left me for, when she cheated and abused my trust, under my nose, with the father of my neices children, whose children are my childrens equivalent nephews, who stayed and played at my home. My writings will continue this saga with all the joy in my life, and the unhappiness in theirs. FOOTNOTE. If you the reader have a negative opinion of me and see me as a nasty, unforgiving person and not an honest, loving, forgiving person, then you are "WRONG" I can only forgive so much of the unfaithfulness, ungratefulness, and suffering and pain of insincere love, that has been afforded to me, by the two most loved mothers of my 8 children in, 44years of my wasted family life so far, as I see it. Even though I realize I must take some of my actions in the past years as part of the reasons for both partners to leave, but not for them to be unfaithful. As I am a firm believer in "What goes around comes around", their come-uppance will soon be upon them all. If you the reader still have the same opinion of me, do you really think I would care, "NO, I WOULD NOT CARE", this is MY life, I live it with respect for decent people only, but if your opinion of me is still that I am a nasty, unforgiving person, then you in my opinion have the same morals in life as those I have written about, and if not already, you one day too will also get, your just deserves. RAYMOND.26/02/2009 So let me get this straight. You lay out this whiny manifesto of how you been done wrong by those nasty women folk, and in detail, mind you (as though we need or desire to know all this) and then have the gall to state that if we have a low opinion of you (i.e. nasty unforgiving person) then we too are morally bankrupt. Correct? So anybody who doesn't think you are as fabulous as you apparently think you are are bad people and will get their "just desserts" I seeeeeeeeee....... Oh,well, I wonder what's on the menu tonight for "Just Dessert" <<----getting her fork all ready to go Get a life. Good god. Who the hell would want to live with such a self righteous martyr. This is one sick thread you've started venting all this dirty laundry from only ONE viewpoint I might add. I have sympathy alright, but it aint for you. Oh, come on MM, I can't believe anyone who is as rational as you are, would possibly have sympathy with this narcissistic self righteous post. |
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Topic:
TO BE OR NOT TO BE
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RAYMOND is back.All the writes I have posted in the past were of my life,my trials and tribulations,my love and forgiveness in the past,but now my latest write with vengence in my heart,retribution for those who have wronged me. " TO BE OR NOT TO BE " " TO BE OR NOT TO BE "? That is the question I ask myself, as did Hamlet. Whether its more noble in the mind to suffer and accept the tortures and wrongs done to I, by the most loved by I, and knowing of their false love and affection, and all that in my life did I give and do for them, for their most well being and gratification. In my mind, I did see the trust I gave to my most loved one being abused, but had the love for her still glowing in my heart to forgive, and again forgive, but then, did allow my love each time to slowly dwindle away. " DOES SHE STAY OR DOES SHE GO "? This question I now asked myself. If she stays with false love to I, and dwindling love to her, is not the answer to this question, her pledge to I, to stay till I die was broken with her infidelity, she must go. I will suffer, when she goes, my children will go too, my now most precious. Their minds will be poisoned against I, to satisfy her new found affairs, their absence from I and the poison, will make their love for I, grow weaker, and my absence from them will make my love for them, dwindle away, this I know from my first 5 children, with my first love, then my wife of 24years. SO THEY GO, the children all love her way,and what my minds eye did see,is true. I suffer the tortures, from those, so ungrateful,of all my gifts of love and prosperity. They were made poor, when I the giver to them, was now unkind, I am now the ex-partner and father of poisoned minds. Yet now, to have loved and lost love, and nothing else to lose that I had cherished the most, I need not suffer anymore, but accept the tortures and wrongs done to I, by the ones once most loved by I. I fight against that ocean of troubles, and endow them, and their, now most loved ones, with their own, sea of troubles and miseries. They all live in glass houses and should not have thrown stones at I, the most honest, trustworthy,and most of all, more law abiding of them all. Unlike them I have never cheated with others, never cheated or abused the laws of the social system or defrauded it. My mind knows too much of them all,and now my conscience is clear to fight back and let the sea of troubles, now overwhelm their new, and what will be their short lived new happiness without me, it will be turned into the sufferings and tortures they bestowed on me, now to be a reality for them. Let my revenge, be in the shape of the "Fist of the Law", with vengence, be swift and sweet , to strike them down to give them, their justly deserves. All these thoughts in my mind, and their sedition of the social laws which any decent person lives by, but not by them, now will be their downfall to their ruination and misery. Whilst I in my joy of their sufferings, I will regain my happiness, but hoping that she the most loved by I, will reform her future ways in life, and not to be a breeder of sinners like herself, whose mother had bred into her, the bad seed, this I hope because I cannot impress my code of decency to my children anymore, the eldest told I, to them, I no longer exist. I am now revengeful, but proud of the way I have lived my life, even though I have been an arrant fool to the two most loved women in my life. Even so before I die, I still give myself hope to find that true soul-mate. Soon, I hope that my suffering and tortures will be blown away by the winds of time, and replaced by sun scorched passion, much love and happiness. This unloved situation I was thrust into two times in my life, between 1964 and now today 26th February 2009. The start of their troubles and unhappiness has today began for her new lover she left me for, when she cheated and abused my trust, under my nose, with the father of my neices children, whose children are my childrens equivalent nephews, who stayed and played at my home. My writings will continue this saga with all the joy in my life, and the unhappiness in theirs. FOOTNOTE. If you the reader have a negative opinion of me and see me as a nasty, unforgiving person and not an honest, loving, forgiving person, then you are "WRONG" I can only forgive so much of the unfaithfulness, ungratefulness, and suffering and pain of insincere love, that has been afforded to me, by the two most loved mothers of my 8 children in, 44years of my wasted family life so far, as I see it. Even though I realize I must take some of my actions in the past years as part of the reasons for both partners to leave, but not for them to be unfaithful. As I am a firm believer in "What goes around comes around", their come-uppance will soon be upon them all. If you the reader still have the same opinion of me, do you really think I would care, "NO, I WOULD NOT CARE", this is MY life, I live it with respect for decent people only, but if your opinion of me is still that I am a nasty, unforgiving person, then you in my opinion have the same morals in life as those I have written about, and if not already, you one day too will also get, your just deserves. RAYMOND.26/02/2009 So let me get this straight. You lay out this whiny manifesto of how you been done wrong by those nasty women folk, and in detail, mind you (as though we need or desire to know all this) and then have the gall to state that if we have a low opinion of you (i.e. nasty unforgiving person) then we too are morally bankrupt. Correct? So anybody who doesn't think you are as fabulous as you apparently think you are are bad people and will get their "just desserts". I seeeeeeeeee....... Oh,well, I wonder what's on the menu tonight for "Just Dessert" <<----getting her fork all ready to go Get a life. Good god. Who the hell would want to live with such a self righteous martyr. You marry someone less than half your age and then complain when they leave? This is one sick, sick thread you've started with this venting of all this dirty laundry from only ONE viewpoint I might add. And something tells me your view may not be quite as righteous as you think. I have sympathy alright, but it ain't for you. |
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Topic:
HIM
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Does this mean you dont do windows?????
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Is intelligence attractive to you when it comes to choosing a significant other? Absolutely. |
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Topic:
Sifting Too
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Kimba sifting Through his thought processes, Identifying particles that hinder A fine recipe for life. Mom sifts Through the dirt of the earth Planting bridges of flowers Upholding her pondering thoughts and Vibrant bursts of life’s wisdom. A wench sifts Through the paperwork Of registration at a culinary institute, The beginning of a confectioner’s dream come true. Here, in the poetry forum, We are all continuously sifting In written form Through our thoughts and perceptions. My memories of my mother’s flour sifter Grab my imagination. The puffed out metal container Metal arm held in a salute on the side, Round red wooden button style grip topping the arm. Mesh bottom for the processed grains to drift through To a metal pie plate catcher at the bottom. “Chik-Chik-chik- Chika-chika-chika-vsssp-vssp-vssp” Would sound as the round wire Sifted through the contents Scraping that metal mesh at the bottom. Depending on how fast or slow you went, The sound like a train starting out slowly Picking up rhythm and momentum as you go With a final “tunk-tunk-tunk” by your hand On the side of the sifter at the end. The big bopper parody extends his invitation to life: C’mon over, Baby, whole lotta siftin’ goin on. I said, c’mon over, Baby, we got thoughts to ponder on! A poetess who can bake like there's no tomorrow. A double whammy~Excellent |
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Topic:
If you was my girl
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If you was my girl I'd lay in bed at night knowing everything would be alright 'cause you was my girl If you was my girl I wake in the morning and call you just to say hello 'cause you was my girl If you was my girl I think I would understand just how it feels to love 'cause you was my girl If you was my girl I'd try to be a better man It's true love I would understand 'cause you was my girl If you was my girl I'd listen to your every word I'd put you first in my life 'cause you was my girl Bruddah I dont know why, but I LIKE this. Yes! |
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Stalking you wanting me hiding in shadows waiting for the opportune moment then pouncing yet you embrace it death breathing down your neck and you turn to face it feeling me on your skin raised flesh broken bracelet pulsating chest quivering breaths you can taste it quiet whimpers worm shivers never quick biting lips breath my air sweat drips epic ©2009 Feb. Roberto Loera A stealthy, slinky, sexy yet dangerous piece. Yummy! Loaded with visuals. GREAT~ |
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Topic:
Unforgotten
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'Concentrated
Beautiful rich flavor savored Here in my arms my hands and heart' Lines rich in beauty. |
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I have been sitting here thinking about a few things this evening, things that I have been through in the past few months, some good, some bad, some shared, some hidden. But through all of this....all of you have been here for me. If you weren't showing your support and kindness through the many posts in this wonderful community, you were emailing me with warm wishes and prayers. I have been to the point of nearly wetting myself with laughter, crying uncontrollably, praying to my God and dancing in the aisles. I am so proud to see what we have gained here. I remember not long ago, several very special people left this site on a very sad day. Luckily, some have returned and I am so glad to have them back, as I am sure all of you are! And not long ago, myself and others were concerned as what was happening to the site. We stood our ground, held to our beliefs and continue to treat one another with grace and respect. We all enjoy the fun, the harmless flirting, the stories of new love, excitement of a first date, weddings.....and new babies Men have stood up for the ladies, the ladies have put the men in their places (at least they let us think we have ) We have asked for advice, given advice, stuck our feet in our mouths more times than we can count, pinched butts, sent flowers and butted heads....But more than anything....we have become a HUGE WONDERFUL FAMILY....and I am so proud to be here with all of you....I love you all in my own little way....Miskim Didn't know where else to put this |
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Sealed With A Kiss Eyes like amber fires dancing Glowing, beneath the soft sunset of her hair I drink from the fountain of her lips Then greedily, I draw her to me Lost in these eyes I ache with desire Lustfully I beg, "Take me!" Drawn into these fires of passion I burn I beg no mercy! Desire consumes me, my flesh burns at her touch Hungrily, she fuels my flame Lost in her kiss, moist, like hot lava I melt, to the beat of hearts pounding Pagan in our desires we begin our dance Ecstacy born with every move Our passions fire burns all reality To scatter as ashes on endless sea When passion fades to quiet whisper We end our journey........in breathless kiss Ooooh warm lava cooled in calming seas....loving this one... |
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Topic:
This Flight Tonight
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the longing may always linger but the strength to know what is best for you will lead you to the magic of which you write- and it will last for more than stolen moments, for you deserve a lifetime. Thank you my lovely friend~we all deserve that! Mucho love to you darling... My WonderfulWench, You are truly an anchor of sanity. Are you aware how special you are? Oh Denise, I always carry glorious memories with me... they are just so many pieces in the puzzles of our lives.... |
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Unending Love As morning turns twilight, days become lifetimes.... this is my desire of you. In tales yet unspoken, and songs yet unsung.... these are my thoughts of you. For dreams not yet dreamed, their realities to share.... these are my hopes of you. In futures unborn, the joys of forevers..... this is my wish for you Beyond the beyond, a day after eternity..... this is my love for you Lovely ..... |
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Topic:
Plenty of Tears......poem 36
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Once again, have you considered putting your many poems under one thread so that you dont keep shoving everybody else onto another page? Just a thought.
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Topic:
This Flight Tonight
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Beautifully written, absolutely felt, been there done that and still my brain screams, "remember, the crappy parts of that you/(and him) who no longer is/are!" Well --- could he minuet, dammit, could he? Cold leather and snuggly memories ------ ooooo, honey, not a good combo ----You is one strrrrong woman! (sorry, I digress------a lot!) Yess, I cheer the heroine because she deserves and will one day have so much more than a spoon-ful. She smiles and does not believe me, but I know one day, one fine day my contented Wiz O'the Whisp will have more than she ever dreamed! Do we ever get rid of those memories WW? Do we put them in perspective and ever see them for what they really are? Or do they always look better when dragging behind us like the proverbial ball and chain? You are so wonderful....thank you for these loving words~ |
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Topic:
This Flight Tonight
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BTW..... This was a really great write! I loved the way you seductively pulled everyone in, then gave them a their macho wanting to protect the heroine, who in the end made the right choice on her own. Everyone stands and cheers..... Good stuff! And here you are...... the starlet! Take your bows girl! There is life after heartbreak! It takes courage after a fall. U ROK! <<---curtesying |
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Topic:
lost at sea
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Love it. Dream away you. |
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Topic:
This Flight Tonight
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"I'm your vehicle baby, I'll take ya anywhere ya wanna go, I'm your vehicle woman, by now I'm sure you know, that I love, need ya, want ya, got to have ya girl, Great God in Heaven ya know I love ya!" Know the song? Ides of March..... giving my age away again http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_EBMo8xHGNs Uh, Ken? I know that song very well. What does THAT say? blimey.... |
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Topic:
This Flight Tonight
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"Hey lady, did you call a cab?" <------- to the rescue (Told ya I'd never let ya crash!) You've got a fast car I'ved got a plan to get us outta here.... |
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Topic:
This Flight Tonight
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It’s that quiet time
Those moments I try so Desperately to avoid My peace of mind Destroyed by That late night silence When I can’t stop my brain From screaming Train track loudly That I miss you…. Trying to clear my head I slip out of bed and into Black leather cool Against my skin Out into the dark my Footsteps echoing down Cracked concrete Closing in fast On a neon lighted Freeway where so Many cars speed Their passing need To get nowhere fast … Almost a year has past Since I first met your eyes My confident disguise Dropped within an hour Washed away in a Shower of rain Melting our defenses Sharpening our Senses Parceling out Pieces of me in Exchange for Pieces of you … Subsequent Countless nights Two spoons fitted Nightly wrapped Tightly meshed Slick satin Warm breath On my shoulder Turning over and Discovering the Undiscovered Rich treasures Bared Pleasures Shared So hard to keep my Mind from churning These memories burning Through my Deliberate Detachment a Disengagement born Out of necessity A need to keep my sanity My emotional Survival at stake Thoughts of you Threaten to Overtake And break me … Refusing to give ground I shut myself down Walking away Refusing to stay And think of you… It’s a clear case Of fight or flight And tonight I’m Running As fast… …as I can… @awh |
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Topic:
dog
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im in the field of grass the grass leads into a lake my eyes popping back and forth but im not seeing all that much but with my nose i not only smell you i smell how you feel but it is my sixth sense the one when i turn my head right before you attack i flee on the grass the hunted and the hunter and jump into the lake there is a stick floating i bite it and swim back to land A lot of visuals and deeper meaning packed into this one.... |
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