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The Invaders
The Invaders
The Invaders
Well hidden in the darkness, they multiplied prodigiously.
For a long time they went unnoticed.
I lived my life oblivious to their existence.
Then I came to know. They would not leave.
Our symbiotic relationship was over.
Like in my garden, I tried the organic approach.
But they had already weakened my liver. I had no choice.
Out came the big guns.
Annihilation or friendly fire?
No choice.
I followed the path to their destruction and my own resurrection.
I took the shot, swallowed the coral oval pills.
The blanket fell over me, pushing me to the back of the funnel.
Reluctantly, I surrendered.
My body and the poisons went to work.
Horizontally, a mass of flesh and bone.
The mind racing, undulating, rotating.
Syntax disconnected.
Confusion, delusion, transformation.
Again and again, the needle pierced the skin.
I hung to the string attached to myself like a child with a hot air balloon.
Watching ,removed yet connected.
The weeks wore away until the number said stop.
Emerging, vision expanded, peripheral accompanied by personality.
Wings sprouting.
Now, I stand. Free.
The Invaders
Well hidden in the darkness, they multiplied prodigiously.
For a long time they went unnoticed.
I lived my life oblivious to their existence.
Then I came to know. They would not leave.
Our symbiotic relationship was over.
Like in my garden, I tried the organic approach.
But they had already weakened my liver. I had no choice.
Out came the big guns.
Annihilation or friendly fire?
No choice.
I followed the path to their destruction and my own resurrection.
I took the shot, swallowed the coral oval pills.
The blanket fell over me, pushing me to the back of the funnel.
Reluctantly, I surrendered.
My body and the poisons went to work.
Horizontally, a mass of flesh and bone.
The mind racing, undulating, rotating.
Syntax disconnected.
Confusion, delusion, transformation.
Again and again, the needle pierced the skin.
I hung to the string attached to myself like a child with a hot air balloon.
Watching ,removed yet connected.
The weeks wore away until the number said stop.
Emerging, vision expanded, peripheral accompanied by personality.
Wings sprouting.
Now, I stand. Free.
As my Uncle used to say of someone full of bs, " he needs a high colonic."
LOL, okay, you win as the head poet, nobody else butt you can shine the porcelain quite so humorously.
LOL, okay, you win as the head poet, nobody else butt you can shine the porcelain quite so humorously.
"...your one of a kind humor"
Let's all breathe a giant sigh of relief for that, LOL
Nice to see you too, buglady. How they hangin'?
Let's all breathe a giant sigh of relief for that, LOL
Nice to see you too, buglady. How they hangin'?
So good to see you. I'm not always here to enjoy your one of a kind humor, but I hit the jackpot tonight. I got to read your smart comments on the Hep Forum, now the other (90%?) Goof is over here with fart jokes and poetry. Glad to give up sleeping for this!
Bug
Bug
My art has been censored! What the F? Would they do this ******* **** to Robert Louis Stevenson? **** no. They most ******* assuredly would not!
Through under the door I can feel her creep;
this Harlot of mine who will not sleep;
delivering her chill -
dark, brooding, forbidden
for those who are ready
and for me;
Desperate;
I want to be hidden
and still she advances;
casting her sticky midnight web
her shadows are reaching
for me now;
like tentacles;
dark;
and cold;
stalking with determination
unyeilding she preys;
this ***** who dispenses the constipation
this Harlot of mine who will not sleep;
delivering her chill -
dark, brooding, forbidden
for those who are ready
and for me;
Desperate;
I want to be hidden
and still she advances;
casting her sticky midnight web
her shadows are reaching
for me now;
like tentacles;
dark;
and cold;
stalking with determination
unyeilding she preys;
this ***** who dispenses the constipation
What do I do all day? Let's just say it ain't the keyboard making the sore wrist....
The only benefit,
with this here issue...
Is I'm saving big bucks,
on terlet tissue...
see -shaping up nice, ain't it?
The only benefit,
with this here issue...
Is I'm saving big bucks,
on terlet tissue...
see -shaping up nice, ain't it?
Okay, so I don't have an ergonomic keyboard like you techie types, or do you play zelda and wii all day like my son?
Sometimes, I don't feel like typing or my wrist gets tired.
OH, I share your pain!
Very nice poem, BTW. It even inspired me to sharpen the old quill...
Here I sit,
all broken hearted...
Took my Lactulose,
but only farted...
It's still a work in progress, I'm afraid. But I think it has good bones, ya know?
OH, I share your pain!
Very nice poem, BTW. It even inspired me to sharpen the old quill...
Here I sit,
all broken hearted...
Took my Lactulose,
but only farted...
It's still a work in progress, I'm afraid. But I think it has good bones, ya know?
LY: I wasn't offended. In fact, I'm really happy that my little synopsis inspired you to write!
PLEASE, I haven't meant to ignore anyone or appear to be aloof. Sometimes, I don't feel like typing or my wrist gets tired. And the computer itself makes my mind go all spacey.
Bug: You always make me smile. That's quite a knack you have. :)
BTW: The Invaders, was just one way of viewing my (our) recent experience. I find it intriquing how people interpret things differently.
Happy Labor Day everyone.
PLEASE, I haven't meant to ignore anyone or appear to be aloof. Sometimes, I don't feel like typing or my wrist gets tired. And the computer itself makes my mind go all spacey.
Bug: You always make me smile. That's quite a knack you have. :)
BTW: The Invaders, was just one way of viewing my (our) recent experience. I find it intriquing how people interpret things differently.
Happy Labor Day everyone.
Your poetry inspired me to attempt a "poetic impression"...hope you're not offended. Mine was just a thought...your poem was an odyssey. Thanks for sharing
Very nice! OH I knew you have the heart and soul of an artist. Everything about you is so in touch with your self and your environment. You've had a calming effect on my frenzy since day one. And you're funny too! You lived through a lot of pain with the invaders, and your path to their destruction led to the resurrection of your wonderful mind again. (It was always there but slightly removed from the person who used to own it)
Y- I love your poetry also. I wrote words twice that were read at funerals, but I don't normally put myself out there like that. I think that's neat that you and the Hawk did this. Yes nuclear reactions to nuclear medicines, how true.
I shouldn't have taken a long nap today...it's 1am and I need to go to work tomorrow....darn.
hugs,
Bug
Y- I love your poetry also. I wrote words twice that were read at funerals, but I don't normally put myself out there like that. I think that's neat that you and the Hawk did this. Yes nuclear reactions to nuclear medicines, how true.
I shouldn't have taken a long nap today...it's 1am and I need to go to work tomorrow....darn.
hugs,
Bug
While taking my walks, I felt the wings trying to free themselves.
Last night I began to paint.
Today while driving my winding road home, the words came.
The muse isn't dead, she was sleeping.
Last night I began to paint.
Today while driving my winding road home, the words came.
The muse isn't dead, she was sleeping.
OK - OH --- I don't know if I'm supposed to announce this -- but you just gave me the chills...
Like the kind where you can look down and see twin peaks! LMAO!
Especially this part:
"Horizontally, a mass of flesh and bone.
The mind racing, undulating, rotating.
Syntax disconnected.
Confusion, delusion, transformation.
Again and again, the needle pierced the skin.
I hung to the string attached to myself like a child with a hot air balloon.
Watching ,removed yet connected. "
Very good poetry!
And lady --- You betcha!
I love the Part about nuclear reactions from Nuclear medicine... That's about the truth...
Nah -- if you can write poetry - you're doing fine.
Hugs to both of ya!
Meki
Like the kind where you can look down and see twin peaks! LMAO!
Especially this part:
"Horizontally, a mass of flesh and bone.
The mind racing, undulating, rotating.
Syntax disconnected.
Confusion, delusion, transformation.
Again and again, the needle pierced the skin.
I hung to the string attached to myself like a child with a hot air balloon.
Watching ,removed yet connected. "
Very good poetry!
And lady --- You betcha!
I love the Part about nuclear reactions from Nuclear medicine... That's about the truth...
Nah -- if you can write poetry - you're doing fine.
Hugs to both of ya!
Meki
Here we sit amidst the carnage
Thirsty........tired...........fevered
Sun unnaturally bright.... sweltering heat
Nuclear reactions from nuclear medicine
Will life ever be the same again
Can we take much more of this
Here we sit amidst the carnage
maybe I should up the ad's? :]
Thirsty........tired...........fevered
Sun unnaturally bright.... sweltering heat
Nuclear reactions from nuclear medicine
Will life ever be the same again
Can we take much more of this
Here we sit amidst the carnage
maybe I should up the ad's? :]
Dear, when did you start writing that? GEEEZ YOU HAVE A GIFT!
I like it very much.
I like it very much.
That is awesome, sad and exhilarating - and I'm sure, done through experience. That is something that I pray that I will never have to go thru (being AIH) but I am so glad that you are "free".
God Bless
Geri
God Bless
Geri
Hawk, Your poetry is exquisite. It's a story of an ugly war so gently told. It's beautiful. The memory makes me misty.
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