About 6 hours ago in reply to mamajunkyard
Trying to be as cool as Jean-Luc Picard

About 5 hours ago from txt
Twitted…but followers perplexed

About 4 hours ago from TweetDeck
Gotta stop twitting without spellcheck

About 3 hours ago in reply to blacklooks
Twitted but really outta be on school books

About 2 hours ago from the web
The twitting verve never seems to ebb

About 1 hour ago in reply to jke
Following a short pause for afternoon tea

About 30 minutes ago Twitter is over capacity
Just as I went to twit something very witty

Too many tweets!
The stupid thing bleats

Please wait a moment & try again
Arrg!This is driving me insane

@mamajunkyard @blacklooks @jke – some of my fave twitter friends

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he comes to her
as she stands
on the shore
he stares at the sad sea
of what could have been
the sky witness
to the farewell
begins to shed tears
reflecting her desolation
an unsettling
love with no rhyme no reason
came suddenly
with a headless rush
swift and flowing
like a spring
from an endless source
swept them overboard
and left them adrift

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The nights lengthens

Sleep disappears;

eyes stay open

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If they asked
He would tell them
why he allows love to pass him by.
He would not dissemble
but would tell it like it is.
He would tell them
the consequence
of love’s young dream
is nothing
but
a brimful of broken dreams
He would tell them
about the crushing of hope,
the falling off from pedestals.
He would say
the triumph of love
is not exultation but
corroding
of the heart.
He would tell them
if they asked.

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This song from the Buena Vista Social Club was released in 1997. It was delightful then and still thrilling now. The members of the Club may be slowly disappearing but they leave behind indelible cosmic footprints.

Bliss.

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If I could write a poem
I would write about you
I would say your heart is like a flower
That blooms in a desolate wasteland
Beautiful and natural
To bring joy and never-ending bliss

If I could sing a song
I would sing about you
Amazing and extraordinary
I would sing of love
Enduring and intense
Sparkling eyes and selfless acts

If I could paint a picture
I would paint a picture of you
You would be a shimmering star
Shining bright in the dark of night
My guiding light
When my way was lost

If I could write a book
I would write about you
Passionate and splendid
I would say you are my sister
My comrade and my friend
Dearly loved by many
Sorely missed by them and by me

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We laugh
but the smile never touches our hearts.
We can look you in the eye
but the lids quiver at random acts of kindness.

Our words are two-edged;
what we are saying
and what we should be saying.

And when we dance,
our arms outstretched,
directed at the sky,
we are supplicating
for compassion,
for our splendid one
be returned to us.

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At the awareness of duplicity
Beneath you the earth moves
Above you the sky tilts
Now you comprehend
This wound will be deep
This wound will fester
Now you understand
The poet did not lie
It is your heart that lied

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