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Saturday, 29 January 2005
A Tombstone on a hill
Primal Thrill-
Quickening Chill.
Helplessly fret;
Mind, true mind met.

Answers await-
Trouble behind.
This day is fading;
There is blood on the line.

Blood on the Line-
Helplessly fret.
Blood on the line-
Quickening chill.
Blood on the line.
Mind, true mind met-
life on the line....

Get your primal thrill,
Get your final pill....
Get your Fathers will......
A tombstone on a hill.
A tombstone on a hill.

Nov.4th 1993

Posted by poetry/paulmi at 1:56 AM EST
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Unnoticed by you
You had your arms outstretched and your eyes were bright. Just so your silouette: Saw an angels wing touch your cheek. I wondered how long you'd waited Had you found the answers there? Why the heavy burden, so hard to live: When all around you shines the Light! Meant to Flood away this imposing darkness, So apparent to all others, goes unnoticed by you. Nov.14th,1993

Posted by poetry/paulmi at 1:45 AM EST
Updated: Saturday, 29 January 2005 1:49 AM EST
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Saturday, 24 April 2004
Sounds of Far Away
Deeply perceptive
heavenly courses
somber down mood
fretting ov'r verses
clamber out solo
setting up fences
Wall of your guard
mind of the opiate
zoning along time
sounds of faraway.
Distance revealed
echo chambers
a sound tunnel.
Traveling minstrel
endlessly harping
" The sounds of faraway,
the everlasting sounds of far, far away."

Dates : Dec.2 1993, Oct. 18 1994.

Posted by poetry/paulmi at 3:25 PM EDT
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Poems and songs list *=before 1980
Poems & Songs list from 1983

The electric pyramid power source.

1. The Holy Maid.
2. A man, the Man of Men
3. Labor of love
4. Looking for a way out.
5. Friend to Foe.
6. White Disk in Space.
7. All because of you.
8. Sweet Girlo Game.
9. Dreamer/Schemer.
10. * You and I.
11. * The Winds of Chance.
12. The name of Diane.
13. Try and smile instead.
14. Dead town tonight.
15. In Praise of Cuteness.
16. Heartless Cruel and simple.
17. Bound by society.
18. In your own name.
19. Sarcastic motions, Sinister motives.
20. * Love is enough.
21. An Adolescent Fantasy.
22. Looking for diversions.
23. Laughing Game.
24. A certain eerie melody.
25. * Morning Tears.
26. * Amana.
27. * A rare oddity.
28. Changes inside.
29. Progressive Cliches'
30. A Moment to live by

Here is the List I made of some songs/poems written between 1979 up to fall '83'
An exhausted search has produced maybe 5 %, I hope my adventure in notebook recovery will produce at least one copy of each, good or bad as they may be,
I intend to transfer the best pages of my notebooks
to the net.


Posted by poetry/paulmi at 3:12 PM EDT
Updated: Saturday, 24 April 2004 3:28 PM EDT
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Wednesday, 21 April 2004
Sarcophagus
Tomb of the new pharoah
cult of necromancers
dancer of death
sealed in blood
desire of ages
forever alive in a poppy field aglow.

One world fisted glove
one single mountain skull
one cross alone.
whitewashed fools
obscene obscenity
obsessed oddity
outmanuvered
jungle fatigued
enlightened emotion
multi colored worker
fancy dress defile
all togetherness
sarcophagus
no downer dogs delight
no wonder your not home tonight
sarcophagus
no heart felt emptyness
no horned toad relatives too
sarcophagus
tomb of the new pharoah
cult of necromancy
sarcophagus
forever alive in a poppy field alone
Oct. 94

Posted by poetry/paulmi at 1:55 PM EDT
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Don't stay
If you just got up
you're like its enough
like the rain will never stop
the wind starts blowing and
the waves are rising up.

Don't stay
get your life in array
don't hurry
people might start to worry
don't stay
you gotta be on your way.
don't hurry or
pretty soon you will be sorry.

If you just got up
your like , its enough!
then the madness in your head
like the heavens blinding light
like a sadness in your chest
know the troubled time has come

Don't stay
got no time to fiddle tunes
don't hurry
panic only causes panic
don't stay
you know you've got to get away
don't hurry
or pretty soon you will be sorry
oct.94

Posted by poetry/paulmi at 1:42 PM EDT
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Sunday, 18 April 2004
Well of Water

Well of water
in my soul
springing up
to overflow...

Speak your peace
your heart of grace
set your mercy
upon this place.

Well of water
overflow
everlasting
in my soul...

Let love reign
deep in this heart
let loving days
never depart.

Well of water
come alive
springing up
to love divine.

Well of water
in my soul
let your virtue
make me whole.

sept 93

Posted by poetry/paulmi at 1:31 AM EDT
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Friday, 16 April 2004
Look Alive
Look alive,
don't take a dive!
In the future's a need to survive!

Music beckons
somehow I reckon
I'm gonna live today
I am free today!

Aug.95

Posted by poetry/paulmi at 8:03 AM EDT
Updated: Friday, 16 April 2004 8:03 AM EDT
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Thursday, 15 April 2004
Baptised All ...{free association} July 21st 1995

Baptised all
long after the fall
past the flood that washed all
unto the flood that saved us!
To the new day
under I stay less attractive
than attracted, and some thoughts go on;
they go on and on and on.
Do it your way
while there is still time today
our past is just a flood after all
Future's dead, world mislead
moslem anger surge, Europes' solemn dirge
war for its own cause.
Mideastern Alliance, American compliance.

summer 1995

Posted by poetry/paulmi at 3:49 AM EDT
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Poetic liscense

I often sat down to write and my thoughts burst out like spontaneous combustion. Word association, rhyming schemes, free association of thoughts.
Poetic Metre isn't always present.
Rather than revise them, I thought I would post some as they were written. All dates are approximate
and all writings are contained in my original notebooks, definately dated.
All at the authors' discretion.
some of what I have called poems were really meant to be songs...I.E. Perpetual Dream and Deadly Words...

Thanx for reading, any comments or suggestions are welcome.

Paul

Posted by poetry/paulmi at 3:41 AM EDT
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