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Path: ...!news.mixmin.net!weretis.net!feeder8.news.weretis.net!newsfeed.bofh.team!paganini.bofh.team!not-for-mail From: Donald Shenkenberger <donald.shenkenberger@gmail.net> Newsgroups: alt.arts.poetry.comments,soc.penpals,alt.atheism Subject: Re: Returning to Reconstruct / A Poem by Rachel / H.C. Followup-To: alt.idiots Date: Mon, 3 Jun 2024 13:57:12 -0400 Organization: To protect and to server Message-ID: <v3l05o$3qrk1$1@paganini.bofh.team> References: <JTqdnb1bPONgBsH7nZ2dnZfqn_qdnZ2d@giganews.com> <n_2dnUT0xKGga8D7nZ2dnZfqn_WdnZ2d@giganews.com> Reply-To: donald.shenkenberger@gmail.net Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=ISO-8859-15; format=flowed Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit Injection-Date: Mon, 3 Jun 2024 17:57:12 -0000 (UTC) Injection-Info: paganini.bofh.team; logging-data="4025985"; posting-host="/uh71vLyz4h/U0o5nb5O7g.user.paganini.bofh.team"; mail-complaints-to="usenet@bofh.team"; posting-account="9dIQLXBM7WM9KzA+yjdR4A"; User-Agent: Mozilla/5.0 (Windows NT 6.2; WOW64; rv:91.0) Gecko/20100101 Firefox/91.0 SeaMonkey/2.53.18.2 X-Notice: Filtered by postfilter v. 0.9.3 Bytes: 6739 Lines: 201 cheesetray wrote: > > > cheesetray wrote: > > Returning to Reconstruct: A Reincarnation > > On a Knight Like This (Dedicated to Puppy) > > > > > > Sitting here biding my Time > > There’s not much I can do > > So I’ll make up some Rhymes > > > > Is there any way to know > > Where they’re originally from? > > This Wellspring of Words... > > How do they manage to come? > > > > They just seem to POP OUT > > After creeping into my mind > > But I can’t stand this pursuit > > It’s a waste of my Kind > > > > I really just want to be… > > With Bob, alone. Is he ever > > Gonna call me, on the phone? > > > > I know I've used and abused > > Repeating Rhymes before > > Rearranging chameleon lines > > Exposes the primitive score > > > > But at least these can not > > Be called lines of drugs > > I'd much rather wait > > For a strong loving hug > > > > They damaged My Souls > > I knew I’d been had > > Being captured this way > > Is so terribly sad > > > > But I had no other choice > > No known visible safe way > > I didn't want to go out to play > > > > My heart has been fractured > > It turned blood-river red > > But you already know this > > It's already been said > > > > Senor, what are we waiting for? > > Tell me, why won't you come? > > It fills me with outrage and fury > > And makes me feel so dumb > > > > Lord, I’m destined to crack > > Locked inside these abodes > > Carrying incalculable pain > > Under unbearable loads > > > > Inhumanly born burdens > > A crashing diseased weight > > My life’s brutal pathways > > A cruel crippling fate > > > > I know I can sense it, > > In my Mind, in my Soul > > Nothing gold can stay > > We reached for the coal > > > > You know it’s been written > > I’m bound to explode... > > I’m still expecting to lose it > > And hit virgin road > > > > I can't believe he's so Incredibly > > Insane. It splits me apart, > > Like a smashed window pane > > > > Splintered Shards of Cut > > Broken Glass…..Shredding > > The Threads of My Skins…. > > What Bound Fringes > > Of this Free World do I Mine > > ...So recklessly to Win? > > > > What in G-d’s Great Name > > Is this Leviathan Creature? > > And why on Earth... > > Do I Bother to “Care?” > > > > Why do I insist on > > Loving him So Strongly...? > > So Helpless that I > > Would e’er to Dare….? > > > > If He still doesn't know > > He's G-d’s biggest moron > > He gets himself down > > When he’s got the bore on > > > > He's filled with anguish > > Fear and self-doubt > > Why does he sit... > > And think and pout? > > > > Why not just do it > > For once in your life? > > Come back to me > > And make me your Wife > > > > I can't understand this > > After so many long years > > I almost could kill him > > Or cut off all his ears > > > > Why don't you want me? > > Why won't you come? > > I’m not happy at all > > I’m not having fun > > > > This is empty and stupid > > And thoroughly lame ‒ > > I never wanted this > > I don't care about fame > > > > Just come be my baby > > Come make me whole > > You know it’s your duty > > To repair my torn soul > > > > You said you would do it > > This is so painfully unfair > > Prove that you want me > > Show me that you care > > > > You’ve been singing for me > > Endlessly, year after year... > > Saying you still love me > > That for me you shed tears > > > > I’m reclining in bed now > > But I was slouched at my desk > > I told you everything with gusto > > When I’d rather have had rest > > > > But I was driven and pushed > > I was trapped in a field > > Of maggots, and magnets > > To you I must yield > > > > I’m begging for mercy > > Please beam up my soul > > Let me into Your dream > > Make me your Goal > > > > I’m shattered like Road Runner > > “Come back to Me,” I say > > It will be Absolute and Perfect > > In G-d’s For-ever Way > > > > A fresh Springtime’s blossom > > A love once again made new > > A crystal spark that's ignited > > Like Sinai’s glistening dew > > Falling down from the Heavens > > To sustain the Chosen few > > > > I could go on and on Eternally > > My longest-lost dear sweet friend > > But as long as I’m alive > > As we’ve been instructed to bend > > Here are these words of “ILY” > > Which I’ve just got to send > > > > These are my prayers to You > > I know that you’re Hissing > > You’re the only thing gone > > You’re just what I’m missing ========== REMAINDER OF ARTICLE TRUNCATED ==========