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have you heard of the muppet man

Contributed by alicewhite on Friday, 14th December 2012 @ 10:55:17 PM in AEST
Topic: ChristianPoetry



Have you heard of the MuppetMan
his words are surblime
catch up if you can,

I bet that he has seen 111
i bet he is awakened
a white rabbit
he runs.

Bi polar
Moses Noah
and all of the saints
feel one with the cosmos
through suffering
they gained,
truth knowledge wisdon
LOVE
FROM
ABOVE

we are all one
the same path we walk
Muppet Man walks faster
through poetry
he talks.

those who have ears
hear what those words say
and follow with compassion
understanding
and pray.

sheep shall be hearded
thee shall not stray.

i lift up the worthy
on judgement day,
and they sing a new song
they see, and they pray,



those that do wrong to souls singing my song
i throw in my lake
their egos i brake
hell fire and brimstone
purge the soul
reaper i rake
and speak from the book of life
angels of men
i make.







Copyright © alicewhite ... [ 2012-12-14 22:55:17]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: have you heard of the muppet man (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Sunday, 16th December 2012 @ 12:01:24 AM AEST
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I suppose I write nonsensical dribble too much. you wring you fuss, you administer, you carelessly put it out there, out into the abyss, or as they say, the anonymous... such an easy exercise to happily do.
no one is what they seem, or sometimes actually they are, or even better, or perhaps it just doesn't even matter. off the top, wrong way to write, no careful cosmos, not even fabric of cosmos, or even atom of cosmos, just disjointed fragments.
No cloak, it was a good person, better than myself, or so it reads. Like you're talking to no one or to nothing. But you're talking all the same.
Thank you!
Peace!


Re: have you heard of the muppet man (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Sunday, 16th December 2012 @ 12:58:38 AM AEST
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I read this, and then, I wrote, not knowing, or thinking why.
After I commented, discounting my own exaggeration, then Alice White. The Alice White. You see, honesty, don't be alarmed, do not shrink. I mean, simply words, no hokus pokus nor magical potion, no person I ever met in my life.
I looked forward to reading your prose, and then I didn't see it was yours at first. Don't you just hate it when someone says, we see things like this. In the sixth grade I started writing by exercise, I loved this cool dude who was my teacher, I wanted to be cool like he was, not that I loved him, is such a way, to say, maybe one is straight, but when I was eleven, he taught me how to write. And so anyway,
I'd do assignments by order of alphabetical reasoning, and in a merry way. I loved writing.
But I never ever wanted to be judged.
I kind of mistook all writing, I decided to forsake it all, thinking the individual could only do great works by themselves, to be original, like a jazz solo artist, maybe like the great Miles Davis, they just rip free fall, but it was not for me to be, that's not possible. And then, I became to understand I was completely wrong.
A lot of it is iterations, like night and day, seasons, imagined
wishes, illustrious tragedy, sitting at bay like a sad sack,
not standing up and doing something, sitting on the sidelines, and, or maybe not measuring up, and all the stress of reality that makes people disguise who they possibly could be if they just had the discipline, or the coherent sense to rise above themselves.
Then I started reading, finally later on in life. I read true accounts, young and old. There is so much, not poetry, by God, I can't write a lick of poetry. No essayist could I be.
Not without reading. A voice. Alice White.
Just a name is all one sees. There's a lot more than that. Giving up, all the best, all the things, to share, brevity,
asking simple questions to ones self as they write. I could go on and on, I saw once in the hills magic beast in a herd, I thought they were pygmy cows or horse, but no, they were wild pigs. My computer screen is someone said, how I collect my thoughts. Filled with saved pdf's, along with unorganized spread sheets, labeled correctly, yet forgotten about. People I know help me so much. I try to convey to others what I learn. I guess I would truly confide my true thoughts to anyone who ever asked.

Peace!


Re: have you heard of the muppet man (User Rating: 1 )
by JamesStockdale on Saturday, 15th August 2020 @ 03:25:33 AM AEST
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I love the way she writes with true abandon...
It/'/s something from deep within the soul and so special.
Style makes us individuals and unique...
Unfiltered is void of b.s......That I can respect.


Re: have you heard of the muppet man (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Thursday, 20th August 2020 @ 04:35:24 AM AEST
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You have given me high praise before about my poetry and obviously I am humble and appreciative of your kind words. But your wish "to write like" me probably should be abandoned because this.. //THIS// poem blows me away‼️‼️‼️ You need to keep being you. Your mind is beyond superior intellect. So, yeah, just wow.

And this stanza

// we are all one
the same path we walk
Muppet Man walks faster
through poetry
he talks./
/

I have seen him speeding by the rest of us very often.

Thank you very much.

Dugan



Re: have you heard of the muppet man (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Thursday, 20th August 2020 @ 04:36:54 AM AEST
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P.S.

I do believe we are all connected.




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