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Noah Vail


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The Gap, Australia

#3656 Nov 30, 2012
Blocked out from the terrors you see
My one little window, open only to me.
self-enthralled, shut out from you;
self-concerned, always blind to what you do.

The sun is shining, don't you see it?
It's beaming down, and my world is lit.
You said you were done with the rain--
Why are you getting wet yet again?

Let's go out to play;
I will show you the new day.
There's no time for worry,
nothing to bury.

Time progresses as life moves on,
soon you will see the coming dawn.
Nothing will falter your new smile.
You will be happy all the while.....

Child's play ?

The Gap, Australia

#3657 Nov 30, 2012
And a woman who held a babe against her bosom
said, "Speak to us of Children."

And he said:

Your children are not your children.

They are the sons and daughters
of Life's longing for itself.

They come through you but not from you,

And though they are with you,
yet they belong not to you.

You may give them your love
but not your thoughts.

For they have their own thoughts.

You may house their bodies
but not their souls,

For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,
which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.

You may strive to be like them,
but seek not to make them like you.

For life goes not backward nor
tarries with yesterday.

You are the bows from which your children
as living arrows are sent forth.

The archer sees the mark upon the path
of the infinite,

and He bends you with His might
that His arrows may go swift and far.

Let your bending in the archer's hand
be for gladness;

For even as he loves the arrow that flies,
so He loves also the bow that is stable.

Hoosier Hillbilly

Freetown, IN

#3658 Nov 30, 2012
It's a good thing Offbeat doesn't have to pay for this as they would paper-but they should still charge her for the time.
I use to like Australia, even spent time in Brisbane, if I knew she was there I'd never go back!

The Gap, Australia

#3659 Nov 30, 2012
Hoosier Hillbilly wrote:
It's a good thing Offbeat doesn't have to pay for this as they would paper-but they should still charge her for the time.
I use to like Australia, even spent time in Brisbane, if I knew she was there I'd never go back!

children of the caves will let their
secret fires glow

An explosion of birds
Sun strokes the walls
An old man leaves the Casino

A young man reading pauses
on the path to the garden

Bitter winter
Fiction dogs are starving
The radio is moaning softly
calling to the dogs....

There are still a few
animals left in the yard

there's one here whining,

Sit up all night,
talking smoking
Count the dead and wait
’til morning
Will warm names and faces
come again
Does the silver forest end?

December Isles
Hot morning chambers
of the New Day
Idiot first to awaken (be born)
Hoiser Hillbilly
w/shadows of new play
learned men
in Sunday best

We’ve had our chance to rest
to mourn the passing of day
to lament the death of our
glorious member
(she whispers secret messages
of love in the garden
to her friends, the bees)

The garden would be here

Mexican parachute
Blue green pink
Invented of Silk
& stretched on grass
Draped in the trees
of a Mexican Park
T-shirt boys in their
Slumbering art

-I fear that he’s been
maim’d beyond all

He hears them come and
murmur over his corpse.

Street Pizza.

I keep expecting a
knock on the door
in Brisbane......

well, that’s what you
get for living around
people in Sydney

a Knock? would shatter
my dreams’ illusions
deportment and composure
The struggle of a poor poet
to stay out of the grips
of novels and gambling
perhaps journalism

A quality of ignorance,
self-deception may be
necessary to the poet’s

Actors must make us think
they’re real

Our friends must not
make us think we’re acting

They are, though, in slow

My wild words
slip into fusion
and risk losing
the solid ground

So stranger, get
wilder still

Probe the Highland
Hose the Hillbillys

Bourbon is a wicked brew, recalling
courage milk, refined poison
of a cockroach here
tree-bark, leaves
and fly-wings scraped from the
land, a thick film;

menstrual fluids no doubt
add their splendour.

It is the eagle’s drink.

Why do I drink?
So that I can write poetry.

Sometimes when it’s all spun out
and all that is ugly recedes
into a deep sleep
There is an awakening
and all that remains is true.

As the body is ravaged
the spirit grows stronger.

Forgive me Father for I know
what I do.

I want to hear the last Poem
of the last Poet.

“Want A Friend, Be One”

Level 9

Since: Mar 12

Smiling :o) all the way....

#3660 Nov 30, 2012
You may be out of my sight but never out of my mind,I miss you!!!!!!:O)

“No time like the present”

Since: Jul 08

to make it happen!

#3661 Nov 30, 2012
Princess Hey wrote:
You may be out of my sight but never out of my mind,I miss you!!!!!!:O)
Why thank you!(blush blush)

“Want A Friend, Be One”

Level 9

Since: Mar 12

Smiling :o) all the way....

#3662 Nov 30, 2012
You are so very welcome..LOL..:O)

The Gap, Australia

#3663 Nov 30, 2012
Combination of sobriety and inebriation
callibration of the twisted steel rodded arrow shot through my heart
pinching nerves and lacerating emotions
on a rollercoaster ride
before the high tide
sun set
as the moon died
keeping bloody hand prints on my back
a secret
while you sleep slumber
in jest
no guilt
too much to digest
I feel insecure and worn
war torn
communication closed off
throat is full
lips glued togethet
my mentality
vengeful and unattended
hope and faith burned
keep alive by the sliver of deliverance
of a soul to me
to keep
the ability to forgive
neevr entered the realm of my decision
to bear arms
and take away the life
and regain the one you stole from me
when you decided to cheat
with my friend
my friend
my co worker
and leave the video on the bed
beside the letter of apology
I leave you the bullet
my name carved in it
in an empty space
where your world use to be
I leave you alone
cause pain is not
the connection I want
with me
but surely
you will realize this fact
in tact
is what you think you are
until you feel the effects
of your romps
between the burning
and the itching
is the lies and mistrust
you weaved
around your clit
and now
you are stuck with it
and the thought
of how ridiculously
dumb you have been
in the bed of the devil
and now branded
with the same knife
you stuck in my back
I will pray for you
no need to be hurt

You did the dirt
and buried in that
shallow grave is your soul
and your heart.....
ruptured into shards of ligament
and guilt

I have left in a
cloud of justice
no I told you so
just a goodbye
and a bullet
for the life
you've murdered

your own

The Gap, Australia

#3664 Dec 1, 2012
Small drawbacks slight kisses of the skin,
spine tingling tremors beneath the surface,
doorbell ringing Jehovah Witnesses bringing books,
and good words traffic jams at five pm.
miniscule particles of terrorism fills the air Cities polluted with gay paraphenalia,
garden weeds filled with dirty condoms,
and used bodies buried in the nightly news,
designer dresses on sale and another Street is soiled with adult book stores,
and the wretched homeless on viagara,
your eyes filled with tears as the plane takes off,
only I never see your face lips stained with touches of lust,
memories of sex the night before make you wet,
and agitated phones ringing answering machine says 4 messages,
telelmarketers interrupt your bath,
the cat and dog race through the hallway while your concentrated masturbation leaves you blind with wanton fantasies of reaching your orgasm without rapid gunfire and burglaries,
the neighborhood crackhead found dead,
blood seeping through the garbage from rich white folks on the other side of the flea market,
worn white sheets and undercover bigotry worn like polyester,
itching rashes of herpes and manlike yeast tirbulations scorching the genitals of woman,
pedophiles hid from the sun while frocks defrock the Fathers of the Sons who sinned died and promised Calgary,
only to set the lies of the Nile through wine and rosary beads broken trust and molested lust,
fear of being caught naked leaves no room for God,
all the while blunted emotional stunted performers boast money sex drugs and A.I.D.S,
as no mystery life holds no mercy,
and no worth for the way we live is bound by the desire to get off by any means necessary.


The Gap, Australia

#3665 Dec 1, 2012
Yes that is where I want to live
Inside of a woman’s soul
Anything I ‘d give
To see that smile
Feel her embrace
Wake up to her lovely face
Our bodies connecting
Our minds speaking
No words spoken
No barriers broken
Just the existence of love
To cherish her beauty and sexuality
Man where is my soul….....heaven sent
She brings me the joy only desired
So natural and real
So pure and untouched
Many dances and kisses
Sways of the hips
Thighs like milk chocolate
Sweet juicy lips
Eyes that burn through you
And laughter like sheet music
Anger to temper kings...

That’s the soul I want in

The Gap, Australia

#3666 Dec 1, 2012
Out of the thick, wet fog.
From deep within the snarling wind,
Between the pounding drops of rain,
Only a small glimpse of the Sun.

From the loud voices in my head,
The world screaming in vain,
News at six yelling out fear,
Slivers of silence slither between.

A shaking at The Rock 'n’ Roll Palace
And the fog machine quits with a T-H-U-M-P.
The sweet sound of nothing floats by
Sun shines through the window on the stage.

The Gap, Australia

#3667 Dec 1, 2012
The sexual urge is one of Nature’s
strongest of inbred instincts in every
animal. Many men, one conjectures,
have been ruined by sexual reverie.

It’s inbred in male animals to seek
sex with many females so’s to disperse
their genes rather widely. This technique
suits him; the baby he doesn’t bear or nurse.

Females by instinct are more selective
since their baby benefits from the best
genes from the fittest male. They’re protective,
cold,’til they choose one male above the rest.

By instinct and hormones, males are ready,
waiting for the female to become compliant.
Males roar, display their strengths…“Choose already!”
The female screens her suitors, defiant.

Modern female humans do not desire
brute muscle, but his earnings and power
impress her; these make him an accepted sire
for her offspring…his and hers becomes our.

Marriage vows are society’s attempt
at putting a veneer of needed restraint
on their sexual urges, showing contempt
for partners who stray and their vows taint.

Yet the sexual instinct is so strong
that a majority of men and thirty
percent of the women will still do wrong.
This causes calling sex evil or dirty.

When will humans accept that sex is not
rational, not an intellectual activity
derived from cautious thoughts that got
vetted well. No, lost is one’s objectivity.

Sexual urges are primal instincts at play,
behavior dictated throughout past eons
to insure that all animal species stay.
To its success, Mother Nature sings paeans.

Passion set aflame by hormones surging
in the blood overpowers logic and
common sense. Animal instinct is urging
sex take place. Most obey its demand.

Sexual instincts and raging hormones
make teenagers to elderly behave
in ridiculous ways. Talking via phones
for hours, saying nothing. They crave

the other beyond reason. Married men
willingly risk wife, children for a fling.
When caught, reality sets in, too late then.
Ruin does unchecked hormones usually bring.

Politicians risk office and power
for a meaningless act, too soon over.
Yes, primitive instincts often tower
above the male mind…Nature’s carryover.

Before all you women laugh too quickly,
consider the lengths otherwise intelligent
females put themselves to – makeup thickly
applied, hair worries, a wide assortment

of body issues… too short, too fat, hair
wrong color, bad hair style, hair in wrong place,
breasts too small – got to get augmented there.
Plastic surgery will keep me a “pretty face”.

It’s all to make yourselves attractive to the male.
Sex drives almost all human interactions.
Why do females measure their worth without fail
by their looks? Is all but sex merely distractions?

It’s sexual instincts that decide a woman
is valued for her looks. Intellect would stress
her personality, intelligence, humor more than
her breasts’ size. If only sex mattered less…

Civilization has failed to conquer in Man
primitive sexual instincts to date.
One wonders how many centuries more can
sex defeat Man’s intellect.

We can only wait.

“Want A Friend, Be One”

Level 9

Since: Mar 12

Smiling :o) all the way....

#3668 Dec 1, 2012
The ultimate test in a relationship is to disagree but still hold hands!!!!!

The Gap, Australia

#3669 Dec 1, 2012
How the hell are you, I want
to ask but can’t.....you’re dead.

How hard the snow fell,
how slowly it melts.

How to tie a knot big enough
to choke the wild pain.

How to listen carelessly
to words used carefully.

How philosophy handles death:
with great reluctance.

How answers to questions
often contain no answer.

How to wind a watch
so tight time stops.

How silent the trees, how
loud the shots of hunters.

“Want A Friend, Be One”

Level 9

Since: Mar 12

Smiling :o) all the way....

#3671 Dec 1, 2012
Dont cry over the past,its gone. Dont stress about the future,it hasnt arrived.Live in the present and make it beautiful


Level 8

Since: Mar 11

Rockin' USA ;)

#3672 Dec 1, 2012
Princess Hey wrote:
Dont cry over the past,its gone. Dont stress about the future,it hasnt arrived.Live in the present and make it beautiful
. YOOOO Princess Hey...YOU are Truly one of my FAV posters here on Offbeat ...YOU ROCK!!!!

The Gap, Australia

#3673 Dec 2, 2012

On the first day, God created the dog and said,
"Sit all day by the door of your house and bark at anyone who comes in or walks past.
For this, I will give you a life span of twenty years."

The dog said, "That's a long time to be barking.
How about only ten years and I'll give you back the other ten?"

And God saw it was good.

On the second day, God created the monkey and said,
"Entertain people, do tricks, and make them laugh. For this, I'll give you a twenty-year life span."

The monkey said, "Monkey tricks for twenty years?
That's a pretty long time to humiliate myself. Can I give you back ten like the dog did?"

And God, again saw it was good.

On the third day, God created the cow and said,
"You must go into the field with the farmer all day long and suffer under the sun,
have calves which will be snatched away from you
so that you give milk to support the farmer's family.
For this, I will give you a life span of sixty years."

The cow said, "That's a horrible life you want me to live for sixty years.
How about ten, and I'll give back the other fifty?"

And God agreed it was good.

On the fourth day, God created humans and said,
"Eat, sleep, play, marry and enjoy your life. For this, I'll give you twenty years."

But the human said, "Only twenty years? Could you possibly give me my twenty,
the fifty the cow gave back, the ten the monkey gave back,
and the ten the dog gave back; that makes seventy, okay?"
(Early Man was had not yet invented mathematics.)

"Very well," said God, "Since that's what you want..."

So that is why for our first ten years, we eat, sleep, play and enjoy ourselves.
For the next forty years, we slave in the sun to support our family.
For the next ten years, we do monkey tricks to entertain the grandchildren.
And for the last ten years, we sit on the front porch and bark at everyone.

The human condition has now been explained to you -
without even mentioning overpopulation.

There is no need to thank me for this valuable information.
I'm doing it as a public service.
If you are looking for me I will be on the front porch.

“Want A Friend, Be One”

Level 9

Since: Mar 12

Smiling :o) all the way....

#3674 Dec 2, 2012
Love is like a mountain hard to climb but once you get to the top the view is beautiful!!!!

“Want A Friend, Be One”

Level 9

Since: Mar 12

Smiling :o) all the way....

#3675 Dec 2, 2012
TY CC You make my days with your upbeat little ways.you go girl..LY2..:O)


Level 8

Since: Mar 11

Rockin' USA ;)

#3676 Dec 2, 2012
Princess Hey wrote:
TY CC You make my days with your upbeat little ways.you go girl..LY2..:O)
Thanks sooooo very much, Princess Hey....It's just my Cool, Hip ROCKIN' way to live...I am truly GLAD we passed this wayyyy...SERIOUSLY!!!...
Oh, this week my FAV poster is....Knight DeVine...of course Silly....

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