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FROZEN WISHES

FROZEN WISHES

My words are frozen in the making
and linger meaningless in space
with no soul to resurrect
lifeless projections of a mind
broken in its dying, waiting for
the miracle of speech and movement…
a useless and foolish desperation.

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friend of mine died of MS...brilliant chap...wife kid wealthy
worked hard for business...musician and all around charming
bastard.....Church says...U sinned....U no go too heaven...
many dump money into it hoping to get in anyway
bishops like bouncers...parting the velvet rope..
front row seating or the choir box seats above..

Me..I am no angel nor plaster saint..
I relate too King David and others
...But I do good here....I believe
if I get in anywhere that part Im not
concerned with...
but it is scary business
when that last stop is yours

I saw your title and yes
everythings freezing

if we live on in the minds of
others...I will live..
some happy ones out
there and some unhappy
ones out there..
Love Hate..
such a state...

it is what it is!!

Thanks for the Poem!
rather well put together
on its grim reality!

but honest and truthful!

I wander an island in a vast sea,
waters dark and foreboding
lost to myself and the world about me.

author comment

Been isolating in this routine
then found three too chat with
(another site..all came in at once)
lives..jobs...money...routine..
ive been a weird background assistant
some B movie extra posing through
life...but
lost as Ive always felt
the brightest liked me
Kin with me
Im like a siding off their
main line

cant miss what I dont want
or cant have....

but ive slowed right down
to pace along just a few
past six years...

island...
at least I know this place
I putter about and I mutter
and then write
in case I get hit by a bus
and meet people from
the Land out There..
the brilliants!
like U!

I feel the dark and foreboding
sometimes
its real
more real then anything

Thank U for your beautiful
Response!

accurate.

In the darkness of your thoughts
You know that there is light
Why do you fear the desolation
When friends and family gather
They will guide you always forward
There in that desolation they will be
You will realise that it is a place to be

On this plain you have done your best
Leave the judgement to those that know
Who knows you best, I ask in shaded breath?
None but your self so do not distress
If you have lived here and enhanced your soul
Who can judge you as they cannot know
Talk of your own God, one said he lives within.

It is you that lives there from birth to death
Then you leave to join the rest
The journey is short yet there is lots to do
You have to judge yourself as you pass through
Each moment is tallied on a golden tally stick
There you will see if you are fit
Then on you will go to join like minds.

I shall wait for you in that cave of mine
As I say to Loved there is no such thing as time
I am there now and in far off times just call me

Anyway you two, why do you fear something you cannot know.
Joe your religion is a curse that weighs heavy on your mind when you go it will be left behind.
Young Wolf, you have always known, that your ancestors will welcome you home, it has been taught to you and did sink in, no matter how thick is your skin.
The great spirits of old will dance with you so I have been told and the welcome will colour the universe.
Take care you both and I hope I see lighter works in the future,
Yours as always Ian

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Unconditional love to you all.
"Learn to love yourself first"
Yours as always, Ian.T, Sparrow, and Yenti

On the other side, I believe in space, on an island or under the ocean the anxious archaeologists are always there. Hopefully, one will find you and thaw out the frozen wishes from the cryopreservation. It is good to know and to read.

xxxxx

''As I say to Loved there is no such thing as time
I am there now and in far off times just call me'' IAN

Since Joe my first master of appreciation
and then Ian who injects hopes of reconciliation
now Esker up my sleeve
to come for my restoration
as my tutor
who once chose my gems
now calls me a fool
I am no tool
yet
but I would like to quote
YUL BRYNER
''Man is born lives and dies alone ''

I would like to modify it
'''''''Man is born only out of a sexual relation
lives to make his purposeless life a bliss a sensation
then dies and leaves all behind
there is no more or another heaven
wherein another island one may find
so live today
as tomorrow may, may not come your way
and
if it does it will be another today
and if it fails
none will know
as you have silently passed away
the island has been immersed in Holy waters
of the ocean around
there is none other ever to be found ...''

Take care
ye all are younger men
I still live like a bard
every moment and every inch
measuring my own life
by the yard
you may say kilo metre..
Take care
God bless
some day when you come to know
who is/was Loved
your eyes may blow
what really was he!

A CANDLE FLAME FLICKERING STILL
may be last winter 'tis

the most gorgeous man ever

..

they are bringing back west world
which is pretty cool..

flesh degrades..
ginger lynn.
a potent hottie from the eighties
is ancient
now

but in robot form
we can re create
I like too think of
gene recreation
sure the outcome
would not be the
true outcome of
product..but
say..she..
would be the result
looking perfect
of product...

shut up sweethart
just do your duty

ha ha..
stepfordwives
yah..

clones...

im sure the chinese
have an application
for this

thank U China
you have alread bought
dick clarkes
memories

*

may not be difficult ,
with such science advancement
but it may prove difficult
to reproduce the same womb and environment

may be cloning will be the ultimatum only
poets like thee
will never be forgotten
all will see

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