can we forget allow our differences...

[sonofthesun]

i breath air
same as the octopus
fuck your facebook
ive got friends underwater
more important than your status update
or your delusional thoughts on god
clubs are for bitches
real folk make their own way
and smile lovingly as you kill them

[creativesoul]

faux aloha- um humm
got that
so what now? did those fish swim outta there yet?

[Kailashana]

Fuck yes to this poem!

~A

[stilltrucking]

If G_d has a FaceBook page I want to be a Friend

[sonofthesun]

well...thanks kailashans. postive is always good...and as of always i agree stilltrucking. but creativesoul... i am unsure of what your letters were meant to convey...do you wish to hate on me? i am confused. and no, nothing can escape the sea. we are all in it together. i poop like earthworms.

[saw]

I hope time will preserve the meaning of " fuck your facebook".....a legitimate contemporary retort......this poem is a declaration of resolve.......I like it it

[creativesoul]

No I do not hate you- geez- poetry! Broken thoughts- made whole
I cannot take any of this stuff personally- I consider this art- open for inspiration-aloha

[patrick traveler]

As I live above water, I felt a bit of rejection here. Almost made me cry.

[sonofthesun]

we all are swimming...smiles...any who are willing to think belong to the club. no one shall be denied that have come to a conclusion, that there isnt one...all the good ones can enter your brain...stir it up and then leave, letting you think it was all yours. a subtle kiss and then a goodnight, hasta luego. read books

[creativesoul]

i could cheer that snowman up

[sonofthesun]

you already have. smiles. youre making me think.

[creativesoul]

love is like a vase that you carry around protecting-then one day even after all your nuances in care- it breaks-with great ateention you glue it all back together- and it is still beautiful- but it wont hold water- so maybe the care that we put into prteserving what maybe is not there anymore is part of the problem- or the solution- maybe that vase needed to crack- so i could put my energy elsewhere? it is all a matter of perspewctive yes- but the love of the vase- that cannot be replaced-aloha

[sonofthesun]

it must first brake to be fixed....or... it must first brake to know what may be fixed. create anew

[creativesoul]

broken
fixed
transformed
free
living well is the best revenge
i wonder how honest
this really is
or just another way to piont fingers at me
i wonder if what you feel is not mixed up
with desires that i somehow failed you
having seen in many ways
what is not being said
i have to really look at what
i am today