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mrvroom 14-Jul-20, 06:56	Poetic stuff In my head Like a f***ing worm Thoughts of you Wriggle and squirm All the crannies To the smallest nook Every f***ing way You look My head is full Overflowing Literally Mind f***ing blowing So fantastic Yet so real This I know This I feel My cornerstone My crucial rock The balancing tick To my tock
mrvroom 15-Jul-20, 05:20	My soul My light My soft My might My touch My sight My all My right
mrvroom 16-Jul-20, 03:58	I'm sitting on a wall Doing nothing much at all Drifting of in dreams Of one time might have beens Pointless though it seems
mrvroom 24-Jul-20, 04:25	Two fecking sides Of what? Not a lot We all breathe Believe We love, and worry Laze and scurry Hurt and cry We wonder why We Die We kiss and hold Quiet and bold. We have friends And ends We learn, we grow We don't know But We pick our sides Of what? Not a fecking lot
mrvroom 07-Aug-20, 23:29	A Sunday walk Through sunshine and greens Unearths depths And inbetweens Always more Than before Unpeeled Revealed
obsteve 08-Aug-20, 06:59	It burns in my heart how much I love you, Though time heals all wounds is what they say. I feel the years go by and still I love you; I know this love here to stay. Life may be short, or long, and I love you; My heart aches as I love you every day. I go to bed, I wake up, and I love you; They ask me and I tell them I’m ok
mrvroom 28-Sep-20, 03:14	Not sure if this is poetry or prose or what... My bedroom window. Sky is seen Heard? Town life. I watched a film tonight German superhero. Vas gut. On my little tablet. My glasses on. In bed. Thought about a wank. But didn't. Turned light out. Heard bunch of loud men turn up and slowly go. Then 2 kids ran past, followed by a chatty couple some minutes later. I was in the dark.
mrvroom 28-Sep-20, 03:14	Haha Wank gets past the censor 😊
rilke 28-Sep-20, 03:18	knowing me knowing you ABBA. 1976. One of ABBA 'many hits songs.
obsteve 28-Sep-20, 04:35	MrVroom Nice poetic stuff, there! A friend of mine is a musician. He lives top flat above a street that gets busy with drinkers, especially late night early morning. He started hanging a mic down from his window, and recording the various conversations and arguments coming and going. I love that kind of stuff... very Gothic
mrvroom 28-Sep-20, 07:11	Thanks Steve I love my bedroom and like your pal, I've heard all sorts of stuff out the window... I never shut it regardless of weather. I've also got half height curtains so can always see the sky. Rilke That bit of poetry is a bit avant garde for me 😁😁
mrvroom 03-Oct-20, 03:15	Deleted by mrvroom on 03-Oct-20, 03:18.
mrvroom 03-Oct-20, 03:17	It happened again. Then spotted annoy typos Scuffing shoes skipping Child chattering Imagined holding hands "Wait there you two" Mum. So obviously, you know? A feeling of pram. A shuffly still "Thank you." She stretched the tone. Cultivation. With love Caught up. I hear them for another moment. The rain returns, background cars. Other things.
obsteve 09-Oct-20, 04:25	Wink Murder There is a place Where the people see only left or only right; Only up or only down. Something your grandma said to me. Yes, there were times when I didn’t believe her, When I thought it couldn’t ever, could never be true. But it was. And it is. Being in the world. It will always turn out right, Robbie. It always does. Don’t ask me how, I just know. What is confidence? Down-turned, under hands, under covers, There is an understanding, moving, deeper than words. Words confound it. Connected to my fathers and my children, My people and my world. The world is yours. Yours is that which is, which is not yours: Which is.

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