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Time to settle in our new home!
See ya there!

hugs

]]> feeds@yuku.com (Sharon Bullard) http://thenewblueline.yuku.com/topic/681 Sun, 26 Jun 2005 12:01:14 GMT http://thenewblueline.yuku.com/topic/688/t/Blueline-is-MOVING-.html
Blueline has found a new home!
We are still in the process of getting things up and running, and so far everything looks great!!!

We can't wait to see you there!

Our new home is open!

blueline.goobertree.com/forum/index.php

hugs!!!! ]]> feeds@yuku.com (Sharon Bullard) http://thenewblueline.yuku.com/topic/688 Sat, 25 Jun 2005 14:07:58 GMT http://thenewblueline.yuku.com/topic/689/t/On-Seeing-Oklahoma.html I thought,
if Jud Frey had not
advocated revenge
what would Curly say
in a world of enthusiasts?

There is something
grey about him and I
think his flesh
must be cold.

But when I have
a chance to touch his hand
I find him warm as life.

I offer a paper mache
welcome and paper mache
compliments, like insiders
do in their greetings.

He accepts them
as if they are real
and smiles in grey,
giving all... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (Don Schaeffer) http://thenewblueline.yuku.com/topic/689 Fri, 24 Jun 2005 22:06:09 GMT http://thenewblueline.yuku.com/topic/686/t/Before-It-Rains.html

She Shows Me How To Weep Every Summer
She Is An Early Snow That Repeats Every Winter
She Glows And Sparkles Color For Every Lover
She Glowers As I Ask To Be Her Splinter Recovered

i've fallen facefirst and fallen graceless
i was at the same time proven wrong by an entire planet
and was only guaging my own worthless, cursed, birthless effort
and at the same time aging my weary face
and was only guessing my own weary, scary emotions
and... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (ChyllTyrant) http://thenewblueline.yuku.com/topic/686 Thu, 23 Jun 2005 19:04:50 GMT http://thenewblueline.yuku.com/topic/685/t/She-s-Dangerous-When-She-Thinks.html

she sits in the recliner- half asleep
hair alla Phyllis Diller
and says to me:

I want to invent something-
edible glue
in different flavors

strawberry, vanilla, chocolate
even coffee

so I can glue fruit
to my nipples
like peaches, or melon balls

sliced salami or beef jerky
for those
on low-carb diets

it would sell, dontcha
think?


Rhonda Maltbie ]]> feeds@yuku.com (RondaLyn) http://thenewblueline.yuku.com/topic/685 Thu, 23 Jun 2005 12:24:46 GMT http://thenewblueline.yuku.com/topic/687/t/He-Won-t.html with something
as simple as flowers,

but I hold his son
in my hands
everyday.

He won't take my
advice regarding
anything at all,

but he is
intimidated
by the way
I make love.

He won't let me live
but will take my life
without any remorse.

I await his instruction
on how to plant a
simple daisy.

He won't love me,
ever. I will always
love him. ]]> feeds@yuku.com (quixotik1) http://thenewblueline.yuku.com/topic/687 Thu, 23 Jun 2005 11:18:11 GMT http://thenewblueline.yuku.com/topic/684/t/Visits.html Latte w/soy under a lined
picture of blackest coffee. A familiar etching
in a patch of sidewalk older than the rest.
Chalksand and shell,
tide out.

Signs come on.The gristle of crowds
ebb from dainty hubs once for those who knew
its history by living it. Dusk

becomes black leaf smoke, slow
then darker.Still. At a curbside table
I feel open in the back
and I ignore it. Such a soft curve
of marbled memory. A... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (spiedee) http://thenewblueline.yuku.com/topic/684 Wed, 22 Jun 2005 18:23:18 GMT http://thenewblueline.yuku.com/topic/690/t/As-I-Am-Altered-was-Material-Heaven-.html nether world for me no
place of the dead;

but the air on the Earth
is made of compartments and
delicate passageways
through the sky,

secret means of escape
seen only by the insects
or steering the course of birds.

Tiny fields of flowers
hide under the cold rocks my hands
don't know how to lift.

I will find a place to stay
even as an earthbound being.

]]> feeds@yuku.com (Don Schaeffer) http://thenewblueline.yuku.com/topic/690 Wed, 22 Jun 2005 04:41:21 GMT http://thenewblueline.yuku.com/topic/700/t/I-just-hafta.html He parts a path for smooth sailing as his finger points to a stipulated mission.
His heart appears to be Metatron in nature, causing arches sudden lift.
The pasta's hot tonight, vegetarian delight.
The moon blushes as a firefly waltzes
The Artist Formerly Known As Prince's Horny Toad. ]]> feeds@yuku.com (quixotik1) http://thenewblueline.yuku.com/topic/700 Tue, 21 Jun 2005 19:13:12 GMT http://thenewblueline.yuku.com/topic/693/t/Vain.html every one of your distant sighs.
I've seen it all rewind;
trying harder than ever to survive.

Wall-flowers and wind willows hide the truth
about how they've all fucked you.

Now I rise from my grave the day I found
a way to save the jaded and vain.
I'm so vain and I love it.
Chills down spines can't rewind.
Bend your mind.

I've let the waves crash my face;
every time I HAVE been distant space.
I've seen it all... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (MoonlightFalls22) http://thenewblueline.yuku.com/topic/693 Tue, 21 Jun 2005 18:48:13 GMT http://thenewblueline.yuku.com/topic/699/t/The-Fountain.html
with a senior
who's really not...

Damn!

He found Ponce's
map,

what did he do
to look so good
that day?

How much did
he drink?

Moreover,
will he share? ]]> feeds@yuku.com (quixotik1) http://thenewblueline.yuku.com/topic/699 Mon, 20 Jun 2005 10:47:18 GMT http://thenewblueline.yuku.com/topic/697/t/old-charlie.html one not a lot of people try
he scavenges down the local tip
'mongst the rubbish and the flies

starts his day quite early
in order to beat the heat
selects a pile and rummages
won't quit 'til his piles complete

and occasionally among rotten melons
old paint tins and strange liquids, runny
he'll find the odd vase or ornament
that he'll clean and pawn, for a little money
]]> feeds@yuku.com (quomm) http://thenewblueline.yuku.com/topic/697 Mon, 20 Jun 2005 06:09:41 GMT http://thenewblueline.yuku.com/topic/708/t/I-Guess-I-m-Ready-.html
I scrolled this poem about LOVE
I don’t understand how it got so off
Do you think humanity is that far lost?
From being synchronized
I wish you could not see me now
As I make this analysis
Of the human heart!

We’re all in love
With something or nothing
And we all love nothing!
We keep flipping on time…
Like, this may be the ultimate measurement
That completes our existence

I can only unfold
It’s all right baby!
I... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (scofflaser) http://thenewblueline.yuku.com/topic/708 Mon, 20 Jun 2005 00:04:43 GMT http://thenewblueline.yuku.com/topic/694/t/Gunfinger-.html Somehow I like this challenge
A king and queen
Resting on the laurels of a distinguished knight
All the right motives
And just a bit of demonic
‘Cause we have to keep her demonic
Burn her at the stake
Its politics’ at the lowest level
Wait till government has its play
We will find ourselves fighting battles
In religion or nationality
It’s what our peers perceive

So I will harness a rocket launcher
I can pump that bitch with the New York... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (scofflaser) http://thenewblueline.yuku.com/topic/694 Sun, 19 Jun 2005 22:36:33 GMT http://thenewblueline.yuku.com/topic/682/t/-gt-Motive-2-Saxon-s-Mind-.html Stinking politics again
I will freeze your assets
Make people hate who you are
I am the motive behind greed
And I need to make you cringe
In deep seated poverty

I got a letter
A reminder to be more evil than I can be
Saxon! My friend...
I can be the devil
And I can be your best friend
If you pull that glove off and shake my hand
Baby boy! I can be your angel

But make me hesitate
And my motive will improve
Into being a... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (scofflaser) http://thenewblueline.yuku.com/topic/682 Sun, 19 Jun 2005 20:13:10 GMT http://thenewblueline.yuku.com/topic/691/t/-gt-4058-On-Hollywood-amp-Vine.html Take a star and make that motherfucker shoot so far
and you want to know if it’s possible
Ya! If they have talent
and get periodic
like world tours
getting the best from that mind
Just keep that boy real
make him a Hollywood star!
Silver shining
4058 on Hollywood & Vine
that will be an address
Engraved in time!

Hips like swinging
That Jamaican girl had me spinnin’
I think I fell in love
Jaree’ I... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (scofflaser) http://thenewblueline.yuku.com/topic/691 Sun, 19 Jun 2005 20:11:00 GMT http://thenewblueline.yuku.com/topic/712/t/The-Meek-Saxon-s-Mind-3-.html I think I’ve been with this with you
A time or two
Do you want to record a number one
Or make a celebrity out of you
Open wide now man
Take the pill of fame
You can use my life
It’s alright
I’m an open book
The meek will inherit earth
But who the hell wants it?

I made an obligation
Getting rich is not my thing
If I had that kinda money
You’d have triple
Because that’s the way it ought to... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (scofflaser) http://thenewblueline.yuku.com/topic/712 Sun, 19 Jun 2005 20:07:36 GMT http://thenewblueline.yuku.com/topic/713/t/Autophagia.html and few stars, I stood under half-
powered city lights shivering,

standing next to three camoflauged
men playing russian roulette with
camel spiders and sand storms.

one was sam. he was my bunkmate
in bootcamp. I liked to think of
him as my uncle, being older

than I, but somehow less clever
and wise. out from the abyssal
paved paths shone transparent headlights,

and shortly thereafter I was
picking up sam in... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (hangingcytherea) http://thenewblueline.yuku.com/topic/713 Sun, 19 Jun 2005 18:26:14 GMT http://thenewblueline.yuku.com/topic/710/t/Rambling-In-Phantom-Brambles.html

i am a superimposed opposition
a poorly scratched lotto ticket
alma mater motto: tick tock
and grotto ghettoes and hip hop were never as one
for in rambling the phantom brambles
of the post-playground perimeter
i found myself new friends in ants and potato bugs

yesterday
i made her stand
i made her sandy strands stretch
and bounce in a breeze
i made her pull them all out at once
and i made her a pocket book out of... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (ChyllTyrant) http://thenewblueline.yuku.com/topic/710 Sun, 19 Jun 2005 15:38:20 GMT http://thenewblueline.yuku.com/topic/705/t/Failing-Falling-and-In-the-Dark.html
Sincerity spouts from my lips
Like liquid from and empty bottle
I'm failing, falling
Because you'll never understand
Unless i speak the words
It's taken me so long to find
But they just can't get past my tongue
"I like you more than you could know
But i am not ready to let go"


In The Dark

I wake to the sound of stones on my window
Ghosts of a memory
Long forgotten
My heart wishes you were reall... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (lilyfire) http://thenewblueline.yuku.com/topic/705 Sun, 19 Jun 2005 14:53:36 GMT