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Monday, January 1, 2007

Inspiration from Music by DSDragon

Inspiration from Music
Singing, sounds from an angel's lips.
Great ecstacy, like a lover's kiss.
Songs of love, making it, breaking it, missing it.
Songs of joy, of children, games and friends,
Of lost ones finding a way home.
Songs for fun, songs for sadness to express.
Touching the soul with one string's caress.
Breaking down the walls of the bloodiest war.
Bringing tears to the eyes of the most stubborn.
Notes, chords, words, all,
Everyone knows them, knows they'll fall
For the music in us all.

Never Gonna Get it and Got it by DSDragon

Never Gonna Get it
Play it, with feeling.
Once more, with feeling.
Rehearse and rehearse.
All this practice makes
Me want to open
My mouth, suck in some
Air, and ruin my
Voice, with a shrill,
Ear-shattering SCREAM!

~~~~~

Got it
Gonna get it,
Gonna get it!
Workin' hard, here.
Workin' long hours.
Fingers sore, and
Back much in knots,
But I don't care.
'Cause I've learned that
Practice really
Does make Perfect.

The Redundant King of Redundancy by DSDragon

The Redundant King of Redundancy
Oh, there was a redundant king.
Oh, very redundant was he.
He'd talk in much length
Repeating at length
The title of the topic to be.
So the people all came
To see, one and the same
The redundant king of redundancy!

And so the repetitive king
(So very redundant was he)
Had a very redundant brother. His Exellency
Was king of the King, you see.

Any idea what the Redundant King of Redundancy should do or have next? Let me know! FEED ME!

Salty by DSDragon

French fries,
Soy Sauce,
Potato chips too.

Olives,
A scorned lover's tears,
Margarita glasses and
Salt shakers,

My sister's friend,
A great-looking,
Sweaty man.

Oceans
And the sailors on them.

Robin's future.

Salty

The Whiteboard by DSDragon

Felt tips glide over
The silken,
Milky surface
As I doodle,
Draw,
And delineate.

When I am finished,
Soft tissues erase
All traces
Of an organized mind.