I Come To Topix Especially To Read Po...

I Come To Topix Especially To Read Posts By

Created by Lucys_Fur_Coat on Jan 28, 2011

6,608 votes

Click on an option to vote

Noah Vail

CatMomDu

stacked and proud

Sweetie-Pie

Marissa2

Hippichick

Purple Gurl

Adrian DeVine

Any Troll I Can Copy

Write In

“You're My Sunshine”

Level 9

Since: Mar 12

We All need A Little Sunshine

#3835 Jan 21, 2013
Dont hold on because you think there will be no one else.There will always be someone else.You've got to believe you are worth more than being repeatedly hurt by someone who dont really care..and believe that someone will see what you are really worth and treat you the way you should be treated..

TY C.C.im not trying to impress anyone or send it out to anybody just another thing I found in my little book..wanted to share is all..
Homunculus Nebula

Brisbane, Australia

#3836 Jan 23, 2013
"THE BROTHER I DID NOT HAVE."

We were not brothers, but we were close.
Death, first son of his mother
And I, we made one.

As an eldest brothers would, he’d constantly advise,
prod, goad me toward my good.

He was brusque, even mocking, but without guile.

Most people found him hard: in fact,
my close friends called him Bone
(secretly) and told me he was too exact,
severe in his perspective, he was cruel.

Perhaps he was, I never noticed.
I followed, hero-worshipped him because
he was calm, wise, deep in the ways
of everything which lived – each leaf, bird, beast
or man.

He taught me how to see.
There was a clarity, each thing was haloed
when Death, my brother Bone
pointed it out to me.

I never was alone.
I loved him, for his cold light that showed
the truth in things.
I miss him now.
Homunculus Nebula

Brisbane, Australia

#3837 Jan 23, 2013
Let your latticed shades relax,
And flow on, you tender trees
Drown out the pavement,
Your outpouring will sniff off the sun’s burner.

But my eyes will light up as lamps,
Their joy is in your soft whispers that
dances in night’s tranquility.

The Tree…
One branch only
Crying, crying, crying,
Its tears becoming a wood.

The leaf, green,
calling me.
The leaf, when I call it,
is yellow.

The green branch
Approaches,
approaches the black face
of the earth,
approaches.

Why?
Homunculus Nebula

Brisbane, Australia

#3838 Jan 26, 2013
You claim a flag of tolerance
It’s waved with pride and flare
But little you see
Your hypocrisy
A hate that soon will be made bare

A victim of social intolerance
You yell it from all the street squares
A great parody
Of what’s meant to be
Yet love is still not found there

Your war has shown to be odious
The tactics employed don’t seem fair
A mask made for me
To bind what is now free
And silence the hope I now bare

Vengefulness takes hold of ignorance
And blindly proclaim to know where
Life’s road leads to see
True identity
Yet peace has eluded me there

Truth Indeed is self evident
If you would just truly but stare
A sweet harmony
To find and set free
An image of love that’s impaired

Yet Love has its own set of imminence
We’ll all see it when where all there
But I know I’ll be
At last free from decrees
Of societal judgmental glare

“You're My Sunshine”

Level 9

Since: Mar 12

We All need A Little Sunshine

#3839 Jan 26, 2013
We were given two hands to hold, two legs to walk, two eyes to see ,two ears to hear but why only one heart? Because the other was given to somone for us to find...!!!

Level 6

Since: Jan 10

Location hidden

#3840 Jan 27, 2013
Princess Hey wrote:
We were given two hands to hold, two legs to walk, two eyes to see ,two ears to hear but why only one heart? Because the other was given to someone for us to find...!!!
Beautiful.
Homunculus Nebula

Brisbane, Australia

#3842 Jan 27, 2013
Your hands are larger than mine.
With business-like nails and veins
that slide down between the tendons
blue-grey and still as the canals
between venetian streets.
The web between thumb and forefinger
is soft yet could hold a robin’s egg
hammocked there in safety,
without a tremor to disturb it.
Your fingers have strength.
Picking through newly dug potatoes
that you bring to me in triumph.
Holding out your left hand
while dark soil sifts and follows your footsteps
as if the garden would keep you for a longer time.
Left-handed people have different skills you smile,
flexing fingers like a crab.
Then gently touch my face and delicately tweeze
a leaf from my hair.
And in the evenings silence
you slide music into the air.
Playing a guitar that lies the wrong way
and coaxes the last sigh out of the day.
Homunculus Nebula

Brisbane, Australia

#3843 Jan 27, 2013
The static explosion
of spiralling branches.
The black shape
of the old schoolroom
lit from within with gold
against the enormous evening sky.

A stirring.
That familiar feeling of something
familiar. And a yearning.
But not for those branches
and not for that light
and not, really, for that sky.

Can we trust our own responses?
The marks in the snow
are not hieroglyphs –
there’s no help there,
nor in the blank face of the horse,
its empty eyes.

That day in the Dales,
I struggled to sense a thing
in the cold, clear air –
but driving home
a glimpse of trees on a ridge
and my heart leapt up through my skull
and out through the sunroof
skywards.

ADRIAN DeVINE

Brisbane, Australia

#3844 Jan 27, 2013
I could have kissed you
under cherry blossoms,
pale petals drifting down
like the trees wanted to
pretend they could be
snowclouds.

I could have kissed you
in the rain, drenched to
our bones and not even
caring that the skies
opened up above us
and tried to wash us out.

I could have kissed you
in a clearing in the most
secluded woods, with
just the sound of wind
rustling through the leaves
and a few voyeuristic
finches peeping at us.

Instead, I kissed you
in the parking lot of a
Waffle House, just shy
of two a.m. in the middle
of a hectic week, with
our waitress grinning
at us from the other
side of the window,
because, honestly,
how could I not?

Level 9

Since: Feb 12

Bronx, NY

#3845 Jan 27, 2013
ADRIAN DeVINE wrote:
I could have kissed you
under cherry blossoms,
pale petals drifting down
like the trees wanted to
pretend they could be
snowclouds.
I could have kissed you
in the rain, drenched to
our bones and not even
caring that the skies
opened up above us
and tried to wash us out.
I could have kissed you
in a clearing in the most
secluded woods, with
just the sound of wind
rustling through the leaves
and a few voyeuristic
finches peeping at us.
Instead, I kissed you
in the parking lot of a
Waffle House, just shy
of two a.m. in the middle
of a hectic week, with
our waitress grinning
at us from the other
side of the window,
because, honestly,
how could I not?
Still plagiarizing there a drain?...
Reported...

“ROCK ON ROCKERS!!”

Level 8

Since: Mar 11

Rockin' USA ;)

#3846 Jan 27, 2013
Adrian. WERE you NOT banned??.... You rascal.
Shhhhhhh....
ADRIAN DeVINE

Brisbane, Australia

#3848 Jan 27, 2013
Colorado Chick wrote:
Adrian. WERE you NOT banned??.... You rascal.
Shhhhhhh....
I have been building in the dark
Crafting a monument of stone and clay perfection
Tight and square and empty
Dedicated to no one

Building the monument on my own face
Proving to society who I am who I can be
The clay has become familiar
A dull second skin
But it's still not me in the mirror

Beads of sweat gather beneath my mask
The clay is so heavy, weighed down by reality
Truth beats my heart faster
Beating up a heat
A heat that threatens to melt this once sculpted facade

This life is a story
Of blind craft and misplaced will
Of foes and friends with x-ray vision
I am no longer the sculptor

Level 9

Since: Feb 12

Bronx, NY

#3849 Jan 27, 2013
ADRIAN DeVINE wrote:
<quoted text>
I have been building in the dark
Crafting a monument of stone and clay perfection
Tight and square and empty
Dedicated to no one
Building the monument on my own face
Proving to society who I am who I can be
The clay has become familiar
A dull second skin
But it's still not me in the mirror
Beads of sweat gather beneath my mask
The clay is so heavy, weighed down by reality
Truth beats my heart faster
Beating up a heat
A heat that threatens to melt this once sculpted facade
This life is a story
Of blind craft and misplaced will
Of foes and friends with x-ray vision
I am no longer the sculptor
You are the thief of others poetry...
Reported...a drain...
ADRIAN DeVINE

Brisbane, Australia

#3850 Jan 27, 2013
I Am Enzo - The Baker wrote:
<quoted text>
You are the thief of others poetry...
Reported...a drain...
Enzo, this is how I write,
you see:

You're like sparrow droppings
underneath the holly tree,

A slow accumulation.

Level 9

Since: Feb 12

Bronx, NY

#3851 Jan 28, 2013
ADRIAN DeVINE wrote:
<quoted text>
Enzo, this is how I write,
you see:
You're like sparrow droppings
underneath the holly tree,
A slow accumulation.
Really? Well if you don't like shit in your trailer park you may want to consider getting up off your lazy ass and clean it up...

“look up and laugh”

Level 9

Since: Jun 08

guess, where

#3852 Jan 28, 2013
Billy R

and

Gloop

Level 8

Since: Sep 08

.

#3854 Jan 28, 2013
jdmdusa wrote:
Billy R
and
Gloop
Gloop!

Level 6

Since: Jan 12

Location hidden

#3855 Jan 28, 2013
I read Gloop! <giggles>

“*=* Always Thinking *=*”

Level 8

Since: Nov 12

Greensburg, IN

#3856 Jan 28, 2013
The Gloop wrote:
<quoted text>Gloop!
Makes much more sense than most posts.
I think that's the pont (he's) trying to get across?

“*=* Always Thinking *=*”

Level 8

Since: Nov 12

Greensburg, IN

#3857 Jan 28, 2013
=point= Ops!
Which makes me think...if I was a Gloop I'd only say ((( Ops!)))

Tell me when this thread is updated:

Subscribe Now Add to my Tracker

Add your comments below

Characters left: 4000

Please note by submitting this form you acknowledge that you have read the Terms of Service and the comment you are posting is in compliance with such terms. Be polite. Inappropriate posts may be removed by the moderator. Send us your feedback.

Weird Discussions

Title Updated Last By Comments
News Evolution vs. Creation (Jul '11) 4 min Kong_ 164,251
News 'Father' Marries His 'Son' 4 min Ted Haggard s Mas... 2
Name a smell you love to smell! (Jan '14) 8 min Lawrence Wolf 1,081
Denny Crain's Place (May '10) 8 min Jody 18,236
What song are you listening to right now? (Apr '08) 10 min Wolftracks 163,012
El's Kitchen (Feb '09) 12 min TALLYHO 8541 40,748
News Watch: Sharks like belly rubs too 13 min Ted Haggard s Mas... 1
BAN(N) the P0STER Above you !!! (Feb '14) 24 min Chilli J 4,559
REAL motorcycle traveling stories. 28 min DILF 32
2015: "Make a Story/ 6 Words Only: 31 min DILF 626
More from around the web