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[title] => Fly Me To The Moon
[time] => 2014-12-04 13:31:14
[hometext] => Thank you. All of you.
[bodytext] => Maybe it wasn't the f bomb,
That caused the distraction, that killed.
The Creative.
No. No. It's him. He, of The Babymaker.
It's true. It is me. The Dreamslayer.
Getting back to the hissing serpent, Betrayer.
But, The Muse-
Ever persistent, deceptively resistant.
Lulled by that hypnotic melody.
A certain electric chemistry.
Both of us continue to battle our own tenacity.
Mine is She. I mean, Me.
My shrewdest critic. Hardened cynic.
A sometimes grasper of dreams-
Tiptoeing the beam.
Snatched back by the Hostage Taker-
The Thief. He collects souls.
Sucks me down, until I bare my teeth,
An inborn response to survive,
Why? I'm not always so sure.
But, in struts, a slice of Humble Pie-
Superman, to a regular guy.
Aurora borealis of my night sky,
Something phenomenal. Often wry-
You and I.
Your demanding nature keeps me spry,
Without you, I've no wings to fly.
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Fly Me To The Moon
Contributed by
hauntedscorp
on
Thursday, 4th December 2014 @ 01:31:14 PM in AEST
Topic:
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Maybe it wasn't the f bomb,
That caused the distraction, that killed.
The Creative.
No. No. It's him. He, of The Babymaker.
It's true. It is me. The Dreamslayer.
Getting back to the hissing serpent, Betrayer.
But, The Muse-
Ever persistent, deceptively resistant.
Lulled by that hypnotic melody.
A certain electric chemistry.
Both of us continue to battle our own tenacity.
Mine is She. I mean, Me.
My shrewdest critic. Hardened cynic.
A sometimes grasper of dreams-
Tiptoeing the beam.
Snatched back by the Hostage Taker-
The Thief. He collects souls.
Sucks me down, until I bare my teeth,
An inborn response to survive,
Why? I'm not always so sure.
But, in struts, a slice of Humble Pie-
Superman, to a regular guy.
Aurora borealis of my night sky,
Something phenomenal. Often wry-
You and I.
Your demanding nature keeps me spry,
Without you, I've no wings to fly.
Copyright ©
hauntedscorp
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2014-12-04 13:31:14]
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Re: Fly Me To The Moon
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by ladyfawn on
Thursday, 4th December 2014 @ 01:51:53 PM AEST
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the muse, i believe, is a poets best friend, someone to
listen to our hearts, prod the mind and infuse the soul,
no matter what happens to us in life- there is the muse
ever ready to put into words what ever life has thrown
our way, i love how you wrote this!
hugs n' love nessa
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Re: Fly Me To The Moon
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by Archie on
Thursday, 4th December 2014 @ 04:38:06 PM AEST
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| Very Cool I like the eclectic nature of your poem. |
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Re: Fly Me To The Moon
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by softerware on
Thursday, 4th December 2014 @ 09:04:12 PM AEST
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"Lulled by that hypnotic melody; a certain electric chemistry!"..what a beginning to draw us in to the feelings of surrender to another!
"Aurora borealis of my night sky"..we place others on a pedestal, do we not?
but the closing lines are a dedication in its purest form
"You and I" Without you I have no wings to fly"
(sigh) ah yes…we can all identify!
Looking forward to your next write! Continue the story, please…
softerware |
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Re: Fly Me To The Moon
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by deadreckoning1983 on
Thursday, 4th December 2014 @ 11:27:22 PM AEST
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Mine is She. I mean, Me.
My shrewdest critic. Hardened cynic.
A sometimes grasper of dreams-
Tiptoeing the beam.
This is one of the many lines that proves your greatness in this field. there is nothing you cannot do. everytime I read you I read something new. You prove that you are a worthy poet, a worthy person, and a worthwhile friend. I wish I knew you better friend, for personal insight, lol |
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Re: Fly Me To The Moon
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by Invierno on
Friday, 5th December 2014 @ 07:02:45 AM AEST
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One of the finer poems I've read on this site. Very well crafted, and a fine balance of mystery and revelation to titillate to the last line.
Masterful,
Invierno |
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Re: Fly Me To The Moon
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by Former_Member on
Friday, 5th December 2014 @ 03:13:34 PM AEST
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Fly me to the moon
Let me play among the stars
Let me see what spring is like
On a, Jupiter and Mars
*inserts whistle dude here*
Oh wait, different Fly me to the moon. :p
He, of The Babymaker For some reason I wanted to add the word clan right after that line. He, of The Babymaker Clan. Me of the McCleod Clan. :P
This poem, for some reason, really got me wanting to respond to each line. However, I will not TIMgent today.
But I'll just say this, the f bomb does not destroy creativity. It's generally life and the f bomb is only part of it....part of the sum total. Just opinion.
Thank you and pleasantries to you.
Me
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Re: Fly Me To The Moon
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by Former_Member on
Friday, 5th December 2014 @ 03:13:55 PM AEST
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| P.S. Great poem!!! |
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Re: Fly Me To The Moon
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by Former_Member on
Saturday, 6th December 2014 @ 03:45:11 PM AEST
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| Never mind him, Scorpers,,,,, fly. You have flown here, into me. |
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Re: Fly Me To The Moon
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by Former_Member on
Sunday, 7th December 2014 @ 01:42:35 AM AEST
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Random
Also..? I can't help but think of the Aurora Boreanaz now when I hear or see Aurora Borealis
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