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The Son of LadyStar (11_22_09)

I reworked it a little bit and made an attempt to tighten up what was already recorded.

after I give it a few more listens and gather some opinions/critiques

I'll go in and re~record a few tracks.

Son of LadyStar_11_22_09.mp3

The Son of LadyStar

here we go

one more time:

if you take a look… Continue

Added by Michael J Masiko on November 22, 2009 at 7:33pm — 1 Comment

Jules

Jules

She was kinda cute, and kinda young,

and no one knew she kept a pistol

in her purse. She only used it once.

So I wonder: Was she the Master

of her own Domain?

Upon this point we could now dispute . . .

I would see her often at the slams

come Friday nite, and often she would win,

way back in nineteen ninety-nine.

She would feign with innocence,

thinly veil a smile and flirt

with mystery . .… Continue

Added by ZenDog on August 31, 2009 at 11:19am — 3 Comments

Elegy for the Queen (of Hearts)

They sat through candlelight so starry eyed

in Europe's lovely Jewel; lonely Paris.

He asked four words; his stolen heart's demand:

"Will you marry me?" She did whisper, "Yes."

Her lips then lingered on his olive hand

and with that kiss their sorry fate was sealed.

'If,' 'if only,' such words are naught but sand;

upon that kiss did rumored lips…

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Added by ZenDog on August 30, 2009 at 6:23am — 3 Comments

Love Is The Answer?

Hey New Guy. Welcome to the war zone. How was OCS?

Did you say "Love Is The Answer?"

Someone said that long ago, and they killed him. His name was Lennon.

It was just another practical joke,

Uninspired, without humor, and o-so very Symbolic.

If you aren't angry

then you haven't paid attention.

If you can't pay attention,

you really don't belong here.

And they've dimed you out already.

A plane will crash when a series of… Continue

Added by ZenDog on August 15, 2009 at 10:50am — No Comments

Red Lights . . .

and Cowboys

An urban cowboy circles

looks like someone stole his cue,

now he's lookin' kinda lost.

I'm sure he knows just Who

but not quite What to do -

he hasn't got a clue.

So much for tough guy eyes.

Then his girlfriend points away

behind me to the left -

body on the pavement

red lights at the curb

and they both go to gawk.

The body lays right there

near where Laura once was… Continue

Added by ZenDog on August 12, 2009 at 8:30pm — No Comments

IF STATEMENTS IN C SCRIPTED

IF STATEMENTS IN C SCRIPTED:

IF {

war is a function for profit;

}

AND IF

{

war is politics by other means;

}

THEN

{

politics is a function for profit;

}

IN C

FOR

{

IF (war) {

return profit;

IF (war ? (war || politics));

}

profit (politics)

return ( );

}

SCRIPTED

IF {

function (profit) {

war;

IF {

war = (war(… Continue

Added by ZenDog on July 22, 2009 at 6:00pm — 1 Comment

A Barking Dog

A Barking Dog

two people with a dog

a dog's toy

and a stick

"jump, boy, jump"

the dog jumps

the other kicks it

they switch

jump, boy, jump

the dog jumps

the other kicks it

this goes on

and on

the dog of course

gets confused

and howls

the dog growls

and jumps

and howls

the dog howls at nite

does he wake the neighbors?

do they… Continue

Added by ZenDog on July 16, 2009 at 8:53am — No Comments

My Last Wish.....(Looking For Love)

My Last Wish

--------------------

One coin left inside my pocket,

I came upon a wishing well.

Hesitantly I tossed it in,

now only time will tell.

Whether my wish will be granted,

Or, I shall be denied.

Peace of mind or empty pockets,

At least I know I tried.

Once I had so many coins,

all were wasted in the past.

Broken dreams, and empty promises,

now I’m down to my last.

Life is but a coin… Continue

Added by Blue on July 16, 2009 at 5:59am — No Comments

Zen II - IV

Zen II

Sow fear and confusion

among the enemy ranks,

then sit back

and laugh.

Zen III

Laughter is a noise.

When the enemy can hear you,

laugh as if you laugh last.

It won't matter.

Either you won't know the difference,

or you will make it so.

Zen IV

While they look within,

encircle them.

When they look without,

strike from… Continue

Added by ZenDog on July 15, 2009 at 7:00am — No Comments

Butterflies in Sonnet

Butterflies in Sonnet

They hovered near like monarchs in the night;

invading vain and raging ruminations

with lyric sound of soft and gentle flight.

To walk away, solitude's intention;

their lovely voices bid me 'Stay. Listen.'

They formed a semi-circle and they sang!

They sang so pure of love endured, I listened!

Stood rapt with awe and trembling, my heart rang!

with bitter tears unwept and raging pain . . .

Christine was but… Continue

Added by ZenDog on July 15, 2009 at 5:57am — No Comments

Reflections

Reflections

Things are always different

things are ever changing

looking through reflections

one gets lost

in a mad house made of glass

one throws stones

but the stones must be much bigger

just go home

sit there in your room and do not cry

feel the hollow emptiness deep inside

don't go near the fun house

it's not fun

the madman in the shadows has a gun

it is only made of words that make you… Continue

Added by ZenDog on July 14, 2009 at 6:04am — 4 Comments

The Tongue

The Tongue

Stand naked and alone before the whole wide world -

Bleed beneath the knife in broad day light -

. . . . . . . . yet no one sees . . .

The mind convulsed with truths and bursting

- fish upon the rapids leaping, bent to spawn,

- intent to speak one word, one radient rainbow gem

sparkling bold and glorious . . .

The tongue clacks softly in an orifice of dust,

no other sound will utter;

the damned tongue no… Continue

Added by ZenDog on July 14, 2009 at 5:30am — No Comments