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Ego

Posted: Sat Nov 08, 2003 5:14 am
by George.Wright
I am the beast
I am the star
I am the wise men that travelled from afar
I am the sand
I am the grain
I am the nightmare in a damaged brain
I am the train
I am the track
I am the insecure bastard that suffers a panic attack
I am the earth
I am the sun
I am the black shirted angel of the selection of the one
I am the jewels
and the crown
I am the fucking ego that refuses to sit down
Georges

Posted: Sat Nov 08, 2003 5:51 am
by lizzytysh
Hi Georges ~

This one came together beautifully, with a great message. So did Bog Walking.

~ Lizzy

Posted: Sat Nov 08, 2003 10:15 am
by Makera
Simply.....Brilliant!

Love,
Makera

Posted: Sat Nov 08, 2003 3:12 pm
by George.Wright
Thanks again, Liz and Makera for your appreciated compliments. I was very inspired last night and composed these poems at the computer, from my head and my inspiration!!!!
Georges

Posted: Sat Nov 08, 2003 6:56 pm
by margaret
Last weekend's bog-walking seems to have done you the world of good, George. :)

Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2003 3:31 am
by George.Wright
Thanks, margaret...........i feel much more relaxed and less uptight. This helps the flow of inspiration.
Georges

Posted: Mon Nov 10, 2003 6:48 pm
by Ben Kelly
George

You coward, you've sold out
Sticking to words you can spell
This was obviously abstrast expressive instant
Great

Ben

The Humble Man

Posted: Tue Nov 11, 2003 10:08 am
by Makera
George~ Just wondering...whilst walking the 'grass of Parnassus', was your "inspiration" a metaphor? :wink:

Posted: Tue Nov 11, 2003 4:46 pm
by George.Wright
Makera, it's the green, green, grass of home.
Georges