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  • Mike Acker (5/2/2014 11:04:00 AM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    Coiling Cobras

    Start near the bottom of the empty holds
    of rusting tankers. Turn over fallen,
    cherry blossom petals. Check just above

    the tip of a coiling cobra's fang.
    The crunchy taste of limber larvae, fresh
    in their honeycombs, may hold a clue. It

    may be in the death of a wounded soldier,
    or the flight of spring birds going nowhere
    on Sunday mornings. From atop fallen

    mountains, the views will point to it. I have
    heard it said that the silent sound of a setting
    sun can be enlightening. Crawling in with

    hermit crabs, like you belong, could bring it closer,
    or live a lifetime in the shade of silver-
    tarnished, billowing, cotton clouds. It's been

    known to hide just below the neck scales of
    an alligator skimming the glassen surface.
    Didn't you just see it, in the corner

    of the eye of the smiling Jehovah's Witness?
    Try kissing, greedily, the full lips of
    a quiet woman.

    Do come see me when you're done. I'll be at the far
    end of the bar, at the " Last Hope Saloon" ........

    Mike Acker

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  • delilah contrapunctal (5/2/2014 12:23:00 AM) Post reply | Read 3 replies

    yes, posting overly long stuffs of any sort is most definitely a very bad hobbit....']) ....post as replies....there are many people (multiples et al) here who'd like to post w/o having to scroll past the verbal inundations.....be considerate, it's possible you may be read.....

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  • Frank Ovid (5/1/2014 6:06:00 PM) Post reply

    People....please!

  • Mike Acker (5/1/2014 5:44:00 PM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    Coiled Cobras

    Start at the bottom of the empty holds
    of rusting tankers. Look under the fallen,
    wilting, cherry blossom petals. Don't
    forget to check just above the tip

    of a coiling cobra's fang. It may be
    in the crunchy taste of limber larvae,
    fresh in their honeycombs. Try dying like
    wounded soldiers or fly like spring birds

    going nowhere on Sunday mornings.
    From atop fallen mountains, certain views
    may point straight to it. I have heard it said
    that the silent sound of a rising sun

    can be revealing. Crawl in with hermit
    crabs, like you belong. This has done wonders
    for many. Live a lifetime in the shade
    of silver tarnished, billowing, cotton clouds.

    Some say, it's been known to hide just below
    the neck scales of an alligator skim-
    ming the glassen surface. Didn't you
    just see it, in the corner of the eye

    of the smiling Jehovah's Witness?
    Why not try kissing, greedily, the full
    lips of a quiet woman? Don't forget
    to come see me when you're done.

    I'll be at the far end of the bar at
    the " Hope Filled Saloon" ....

    Mike Acker

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      Mike Acker (4/28/2014 6: 30: 00 PM) Post reply ................ the great poet, Mike Acker:

  • Mike Acker (5/1/2014 5:19:00 PM) Post reply

    WTF??? WTF???????????????????

    Coiled Cobras

    Start at the bottom of the empty holds
    of rusting tankers.

    Look under the fallen, wilting, cherry
    blossom petals.

    Don't forget to check just above the tip
    of a coiling cobra's fang.

    It may be in the crunchy taste of lim-
    ber larvae, fresh in their honeycombs.

    Try dying like wounded soldiers or fly
    like spring birds going nowhere on Sunday
    mornings.

    From atop fallen mountains, certain views
    may point straight to it.

    I have heard it said that the silent sound
    of a rising sun can be very revealing.

    Crawl in with hermit crabs, like you belong.
    This has done wonders for many.

    Live a lifetime in the shade of silver-
    tarnished, billowing, cottonball clouds.

    Some say, it's been known to hide just below
    the neck scales of an alligator skim-
    ming the glassen surface.

    Didn't you just see it, in the corner
    of the eye of the smiling Jehovah's
    Witness?

    Why not try kissing, greedily, the full
    lips of a quiet woman.

    Don't forget to come see me when you're done.

    I'll be at the far end of the bar at
    the ' Hope Filled Saloon'....

    Mike Acker

  • Mike Acker (5/1/2014 5:08:00 PM) Post reply

    WTF?????

    Coiled Cobras

    Start at the bottom of the empty holds
    of rusting tankers.

    Look under the fallen, wilting, cherry
    blossom petals.

    Don't forget to check just above the tip
    of a coiling cobra's fang.

    It may be in the crunchy taste of lim-
    ber larvae, fresh in their honeycombs.

    Try dying like wounded soldiers or fly
    like spring birds going nowhere on Sunday
    mornings.

    From atop fallen mountains, certain views
    may point straight to it.

    I have heard it said that the silent sound
    of a rising sun can be very revealing.

    Crawl in with hermit crabs, like you belong.
    This has done wonders for many.

    Live a lifetime in the shade of silver-
    tarnished, billowing, cottonball clouds.

    Some say, it's been known to hide just below
    the neck scales of an alligator skim-
    ming the glassen surface.

    Didn't you just see it, in the corner
    of the eye of the smiling Jehovah's
    Witness?

    Why not try kissing, greedily, the full
    lips of a quiet woman.

    Don't forget to come see me when you're done.

    I'll be at the far end of the bar at
    the ' Hope Filled Saloon'....

    Mike Acker

  • Mike Acker (5/1/2014 4:55:00 PM) Post reply

    Coiled Cobras

    Start at the bottom of the empty holds
    of rusting tankers.

    Look under the fallen, wilting, cherry
    blossom petals.

    Don't forget to check just above the tip
    of a coiling cobra's fang.

    It may be in the crunchy taste of lim-
    ber larvae, fresh in their honeycombs.

    Try dying like wounded soldiers or fly
    like spring birds going nowhere on Sunday
    mornings.

    From atop fallen mountains, certain views
    may point straight to it.

    I have heard it said that the silent sound
    of a rising sun can be very revealing.

    Crawl in with hermit crabs, like you belong.
    This has done wonders for many.

    Live a lifetime in the shade of silver-
    tarnished, billowing, cottonball clouds.

    Some say, it's been known to hide just below
    the neck scales of an alligator skim-
    ming the glassen surface.

    Didn't you just see it, in the corner
    of the eye of the smiling Jehovah's
    Witness?

    Why not try kissing, greedily, the full
    lips of a quiet woman.

    Don't forget to come see me when you're done.

    I'll be at the far end of the bar at
    the ' Hope Filled Saloon'....

    Mike Acker

  • Mike Acker (5/1/2014 4:36:00 PM) Post reply

    Coiled Cobras

    Start at the bottom of the empty holds
    of rusting tankers.

    Look under the fallen, wilting, cherry
    blossom petals.

    Don't forget to check just above the tip
    of a coiling cobra's fang.

    It may be in the crunchy taste of lim-
    ber larvae, fresh in their honeycombs.

    Try dying like wounded soldiers or fly
    like spring birds going nowhere on Sunday
    mornings.

    From atop fallen mountains, certain views
    may point straight to it.

    I have heard it said that the silent sound
    of a rising sun can be very revealing.

    Crawl in with hermit crabs, like you belong.
    This has done wonders for many.

    Live a lifetime in the shade of silver-
    tarnished, billowing, cottonball clouds.

    Some say, it's been known to hide just below
    the neck scales of an alligator skim-
    ming the glassen surface.

    Didn't you just see it, in the corner
    of the eye of the smiling Jehovah's
    Witness?

    Why not try kissing, greedily, the full
    lips of a quiet woman.

    Don't forget to come see me when you're done.

    I'll be at the far end of the bar at
    the ' Hope Filled Saloon'....

    Mike Acker

  • Mike Acker (5/1/2014 12:55:00 PM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    So, this is how african languages sound to the WASPY woman in North America. A little racist, don't you think? Again, a rehetorical question. The language may be ten of thousands of years older and more sophisticated than English, but all you hear is gobbledygook? Shame on you Angie!

    " Unondifungawo here pandinokufunga.

    Kana kuti hautombondiyisi mune dzako pfungwa.

    unombondibata bata wo here kuhope dzako "

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  • Mike Acker (5/1/2014 12:36:00 PM) Post reply

    Thanks, revised...


    Coiled Cobras

    Start at the bottom of the empty holds
    of rusting tankers.

    Look under the fallen, wilting, cherry
    blossom petals.

    Don't forget to check just above the tip
    of a coiling cobra's fang.

    It may be in the crunchy taste of lim-
    ber larvae, fresh in their honeycombs.

    Try dying like wounded soldiers or fly
    like spring birds going nowhere on Sunday
    mornings.

    From atop fallen mountains, certain views
    may point straight to it.

    I have heard it said that the silent sound
    of a rising sun can be very revealing.

    Crawl in with hermit crabs, like you belong.
    This has done wonders for many.

    Live a lifetime in the shade of silver-
    tarnished, billowing, cottonball clouds.

    Some say, it's been known to hide just below
    the neck scales of an alligator skim-
    ming the glassen surface.

    Didn't you just see it, in the corner
    of the eye of the smiling Jehovah's
    Witness?

    Why not try kissing, greedily, the full
    lips of a quiet woman.

    Don't forget to come see me when you're done.

    I'll be at the far end of the bar at
    the ' Hope Filled Saloon'....

    Mike Acker

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