Missing Hole


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  1. nebdem says:

    Curtains

    From the walls
    As tyrants
    Like wreaths and ribbons
    And in paint behind pane
    Still frame
    They come collapsing down
    To make many eyes

    Curtains

    Lifted salvation
    As spacers
    Like stars and dust
    And from such thus
    Still alive
    They come from beneath
    To smile down upon thee

  2. Caller no. 8 says:

    noshing on late dinner here.. be right with ya

  3. Hobette says:

    How about a poem on the missing Jackhole, Neb?

  4. Caller no. 8 says:

    From flight
    Run scrambled
    Reached within to the top
    The perch of home’s vantage in the sting of clouds
    And gelatin sun on the cheek

    if a star is seen to move away faster
    ‘Tis the angle beneath our feet

  5. fi says:

    Ok folks, gotta get my day started, see y’all at the other end!

  6. nebdem says:

    I have to do a few chores, I will be back tomorrow. It was great to see y’all!

  7. Lizard says:

    My speed-wrote poem for Neb and Realmies –

    came the wave came once another
    and from the sea cast each asunder
    tossed upon this rocky shore
    our lives do tumble and yearn for more

    thrown upon this wretched coast
    where beast-man machines sear and roast
    the land withers as forests burn
    yet man it seems will never learn

    to build anew this planet barren
    and renew again this shabby warren
    erect by hand, by blood and limb
    a shrine, a shrine! to man so dim

    reminding him of the man-machines
    that tore and ripped and burnt all things
    without regard, without concern
    be banned from earth, do not return

  8. Caller no. 8 says:

    Speaking of

  9. Caller no. 8 says:

  10. classicalgastoo says:

    Darn it, I missed Neb.

    Oh, new page…

    Where Obama And I Roam

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