The Flamingo Lounge

[Emms]

Author: Emmy
Rating: PG-13 just because....
Disclaimer: An original poem – all rights reserved.
Distribution: No thank you.
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Cynical Rant

Disillusionment is a grand attire,
sewn by fools with mortal desires.
Spun on silk and fancy things,
and all the grandeur life seldom brings.

It's an addiction,
A blessing,
An Obsession,
A gift.

Passing goats through iron walls.
Burning dreams and chasing stars,
of unattainable glittery stuff they might lend.
Happiness by association is easy to spend.

Borrowed splendor never lasts.
Put down your money
and pass the cash.

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xoxo
Emms

[MissKittys Ball O Yarn]

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Author: Emmy

Rating: PG-13 just because....

Disclaimer: An original poem – all rights reserved.

Distribution: No thank you.

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A lyrical Verse



I'm like another person,

lost in time;

In another world,

another season.

Just tryin' to make you mine.



You're like the wind

on a wild sea.

You're a padded room

with rubber walls.

You're my safety in numbers

I want to make you mine.



Chasing the drop-off

With its illusively jagged shoal.

Let's see just how fast I'd have to fly,

how much I'd have to cry;

my eyes are burning black as coal.

Just to make you mine.



Canon in D

is the music to which I sway;

A melodious note,

A tedious play.

Can't I find the words?

Can't I make the sound?

The poetically tragic verse

that brings me to the ground.

Just to make you mine.



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I hope that didn't suck too much.



xoxo

Emms

I can wax philisophically on a variety of different subjects...that doesn't,however, mean that I have anything constructive to add to the conversation.

--- Me

Edited by: MissKittys Ball O Yarn at: 3/1/05 9:48 am

[MissKittys Ball O Yarn]

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Author: Emmy

Rating: PG-13 just because....

Disclaimer: An original poem – all rights reserved.

Distribution: No thank you.

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Left



Smashing to pieces,

Breaking apart;

The treasure's been scattered

Devoid of the vault.



Frantically pacing,

Meticulously retracing,

The miles of prints

You've tracked on my heart.



Bloody and broken,

Smothered and bruised.

Was my love just a token?

Did you have something to prove?



With worn cries,

Engraving my mark.

Desperately pleading

Alone in the dark.



Losing's a game

I know I can win.

As the curtain is drawn

I scream this is the end.



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xoxo

Emms

I can wax philisophically on a variety of different subjects...that doesn't,however, mean that I have anything constructive to add to the conversation.

--- Me

Edited by: MissKittys Ball O Yarn at: 3/1/05 9:49 am

[Wired vixen]

Emms is here bearing poemness!! They were all wonderful, my favourite was the first one, i'm not sure exactly why but it knocked something in my head hehe



Looking forward to more!!



Stace xXx

Light up, light up...As if you have a choice, even if you cannot hear my voice...I'll be right beside you dear.... <3

-Snow Patrol

[MissKittys Ball O Yarn]

Thanks Stace. You know...the first one is my favorite too... I'm glad to know that you liked them all though.



I appreciate your comments sweetie... I was a little nervous about posting them...you know... in case they sucked... You've helped to put my mind at ease a little. Thanks for that.



xoxo

Emms

I can wax philisophically on a variety of different subjects...that doesn't,however, mean that I have anything constructive to add to the conversation.

--- Me

[Wired vixen]

Awwh good! hehe, you should definately post more, you have a flair with words



Stace xXx

Light up, light up...As if you have a choice, even if you cannot hear my voice...I'll be right beside you dear.... <3

-Snow Patrol

[DreamLover]

Hi Emms,



Wonderful poems. I loved them all.

Here are some quote's I realllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllly loved.

Quote:

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A lyrical Verse

I'm like another person,

lost in time;

In another world,

another season.

Just tryin' to make you mine.

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Quote:

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Left

Bloody and broken,

Smothered and bruised.

Was my love just a token?

Did you have something to prove?

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Keep it up miss talent!!!!! We....I for one... will be waiting for more.



Henny

Edited by: Warduke at: 3/1/05 9:57 pm

[MissKittys Ball O Yarn]

Stace Thanks again sweetie... I took your advice... here's another one.







Henny hehe there you are! It's happy hour at The Flamingo Lounge. For the next three hours each drink comes with a complementary tiny umbrella ! Enjoy



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Author: Emmy

Rating: PG-13 just because....

Disclaimer: An original poem – all rights reserved.

Distribution: No thank you.



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Did you?



Skipping stones into Iron pots.

The plinking's in time to the beating.

Do you hear it my dear?

The woods are thick

My heart is not.

I asked: Did you hear it?



The air is thinner here,

The water's murky.

Do you hear it my dear?

With unshed tears...

I asked: Did you hear it?



The woods are dense

and it's all up hill.

your shoulders are tense.

Do you feel it my dear?

My hands across your skin...

I asked: Did you feel it?



Your silence stings

it cuts like a knife. oh but the rapture

that one word would bring.

Do you feel it my dear?

Breath forming impossibility in frigid air...

I asked: Did you feel it?



Across the valley, your shadows loom.

spelling out words,

They add to the gloom

Do you see it?

Im a novice...

I asked; Did you see it?



With my heart on my sleeve

Im a novice just out for the hunt

It's easy to bleed.

I said I'm a novice...

Did you hear it?

Edited by: MissKittys Ball O Yarn at: 3/1/05 9:55 pm

[DreamLover]

EMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMSS How can I miss out on happy hour!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I want a blue umbrella pleaseeeeeeee can I have one please emms please.



There where two parts I really loved. I'm going to quote them it's easier for me.

Quote:

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The air is thinner here,

The water's murky.

Do you hear it my dear?

With unshed tears...

I asked: Did you hear it?



The woods are dense

and it's all up hill.

your shoulders are tense.

Do you feel it my dear?

My hands across your skin...

I asked: Did you feel it?

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I really loved it!!!!!!!!!!!!



Henny

Edited by: Warduke at: 3/2/05 2:07 pm

[Wired vixen]

Wow, i LOVED this one, i found myself taking deep breaths while reading hehe, i loved:



Skipping stones into Iron pots.

The plinking's in time to the beating.

Do you hear it my dear?

The woods are thick

My heart is not.

I asked: Did you hear it?



That had an affect on me....i stopped breathing cos the words were so captivating...can i steal it? like, put it up on my wall?



Great poem!!







Stace xXx

Light up, light up...As if you have a choice, even if you cannot hear my voice...I'll be right beside you dear.... <3

-Snow Patrol

Edited by: Wired vixen  at: 3/2/05 11:51 am

[SJ]

Great poems,thanks for sharing

[MissKittys Ball O Yarn]

The room is dim. There's the sound of soft piano music flowing from the corner of the lounge and the smell of vintage wine wafting up from behind the bar.



Henny... You did miss happy hour...but fortunately I had the bartender save a blue umbrella just for you. *slaps the bar* *speaks to bartender in commanding but jovial manner* And Charlie...get the lady a drink, on the house.



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Stace Yes please... print...paste...staple...tape...do what you must. just don't glue your fingers together in the process...cause that's just no fun.



I'm glad you liked the poem....though...please continue to breath. I'd really rather not have to resort to artificial resuscitation...it's icky... and there could be bodily fluids. and not the happy kind either. The unhappy kind. The not breathing, tongue flopping, eyes in the back of the head, rolling around like pool balls kinda fluid... let me just say...never a good time.



Wow...I just realized I'm a little woo...





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SJ Thank you. Cocktail?

[onyxsundrops]

Goody, no one listed my fav stanza...

Quote:

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Your silence stings

it cuts like a knife. oh but the rapture

that one word would bring.

Do you feel it my dear?

Breath forming impossibility in frigid air...

I asked: Did you feel it?

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Incredible poem, I loved the imagery.



Yvonne

[MissKittys Ball O Yarn]

Yvonne Thanks for reading sweetie. Pull up a chair...It may be be late but The Flamingo Lounge never closes.



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The stage is lit. All eyes are silently watching the woman as she moves center stage. Someone coughs in the background and the young lady looks sheepishly into the sparse crowd. She adjusts the microphone, lowering it until it's level with her features. "please forgive the randomness of this next piece...it was inspired by one of Stace's poems...I don't recall which one now...maybe all of them. Anyway.. It reminded me of how much I love my wife and how hard it was to be in a long-distance relationship. Young love isn't it dreamy?"

Taking his cue, the piano player sets the tone of the piece with the tinkling of a light Jazz number.



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Author: Emmy

Rating: PG-13 just because....

Disclaimer: An original poem – all rights reserved.

Distribution: No thank you.

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What's the matter baby?



What's the matter baby?

I love you.

Those words over and over again.

Different days...

In different ways...

What's the matter baby?



What's the matter baby?

I love you.

Those words over and over again.

spoken deeply...

spoken sweetly...

What's the matter baby?



What's the matter baby?

I love you.

Those words over and over again.

I wan't your touch...

You talk too much...

What's the matter baby?



What's the matter baby?

I love you.

Those words over and over again.

I feel you near...

But you're not here...

What's the matter baby?



Different days...

In different ways...

Spoken deeply...

Spoken sweetly...

I wan't your touch...

You talk too much...

I feel you near...

But you're not here...



What's the matter baby?



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xoxo

Emms

Edited by: MissKittys Ball O Yarn at: 3/4/05 5:53 am

[Wired vixen]

Emms!!! *waves insanely* hehe



Um, yeah most of the poems on the past few pages on my thread are sappy so, you pick

And oh! oh! *breathes* see that? I'M BREATHING! And well, bodily fluids....reason they're called BODILY

But i...i kinda glued my...hands...together...fingers weren't a problem. At. All. *Is embarrased*



This latest poem...it really is amazing, you have such a talent here, i think i'm gonna have to make a 'Emms-poem-scrap-book' kinda thing



Different days...

In different ways...

Spoken deeply...

Spoken sweetly...

I wan't your touch...

You talk too much...

I feel you near...

But you're not here...



What's the matter baby?



Now those are the words i've tried to convey, ya hit em right on the head!



So, uhm...more?







Stace xXx

Light up, light up...As if you have a choice, even if you cannot hear my voice...I'll be right beside you dear.... <3

-Snow Patrol

[DreamLover]

As I walked into The Flamingo Lounge.



Hearing the soft piano music flowing.

An other day, an other time...

It wouldn't matter......



Shivers running through my soul.

From the sound of the soft sweet womans voice...



It brought back memories.

Memories of pain.

Memories of hurt and anger.

Memories of love and understanding.

Memories of passion.

Memories of memories.



Note by Note.

Song by Song.



The pain.... the hurt... the passion.....

All those memories combined...

Combined into one song.

A song that runs through my soul.



A free drink you say?



Just give me a chocolate on the rocks.

I still have to drive... an other thousand miles.



As night falls and the evening is gone.

I know it's time to move on.



As I leave the bar behind.

I noticed the young happy Flamingo couple.

Until next time Emms.... and thanks for the poem.



(I felt doing something crazy.... so I hope you didn't mind)



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Hey Emms,



So after the whole going talk.... I will give y some feedback.



That was just wwooooooooooo it's perfect and beautiful and wooooooooo. You got talent but that you all ready know!!!



I can't wait to read more!



Henny

Edited by: DreamLover at: 3/5/05 11:51 am

[MissKittys Ball O Yarn]

Stace I'm gald to see you made it though the ordeal pretty much intact....well....except for the whole..."I glued my hands together" situation...but don't be embarrassed... we can't all be crafty... it would be a boring world if everyone was just walkin' around with...you know, full use of their appendages...



anyway... I'm glad you liked the poem. It was simple and..err... repetitive but I think it said a lot too.



and... a Emms-poems-scrap-book type thingy? Oh be still my beating heart maybe you are a little crafty after-all?



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Henny you little minx Look at you...makin' all with the pretty words. and here I thought you were just enjoying the atmosphere, but it seems that you have a secret talent of your own?...

simply lovely.... And I thank you for sharing it.



So tell me....cause inquiring minds want to know... Do you have an establishment in which you house more of these wonderful works of art? Cause...I'd like to peruse...



seriously Henny... If you don't have a thread already, you should start one.



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xoxo

Emms

[DreamLover]

Emms,



Thank you for your kind words... but what I wrote is really nothing... especially compared to your work. To ease your mind, no I haven't got a thread. I have one fic but that isn't the same thing. This was the first time I ever posted something like it. And I nearly erased it because it felt weird to post it... and I didn't knew if you mind if I did it on your thread. At that moment it seemed fun because your thread has a story beside the poems I love that so I thought why not join in.... in your lounge just for one time.



Thank you again for your words and for the rose it really means a lot to me.



Henny

[Spikeizmine87]

"wanders in" HEY! POEMS!! pretty poems I like alot! So how come Ive never left fb before...hmm...."ponders" anyway! My fave so far is "Whats Wrong Baby?" Thats just the epitmay of awesomeness. And I wish I had cooler words to say. But Im not cool so I guess I dont have the luxury of saying cool things. Damn! hehe I hope you write more soon!!!

-Rose

"I would cry...I would die if I lost you..." Alex Parks

[Rhiannon9891]

(Rhi quietly slips in to The Flamingo Lounge...spies an empty table...sits and orders a drink...Listens to the woman on stage,softly speaking...a light jazz tune plays in the background.Looking around at the delight on all of the patrons faces...Rhi surmises that the word on the street was right...this is a cool place...I think I'll stay awhile)



Emms,

All of your poems are wonderful.

I especially loved "Did You ?"

More please....

Once again you astound me with words.



And I too believe that Henny has a hidden talent. Do you hear that Henny?



Well, I'll quietly sit at my table umungst the tranquil glow of candle light, sip on my drink and wait for the next set to begin.



Rhiannon

She is like a cat in the dark

And then she is the darkness

[MissKittys Ball O Yarn]

Henny you are too sweet But really your poetry is wonderful and I enjoyed sharing in it. I'm glad you decided to post it even if you were feeling strange about it...I know how that feels.. and, I so didn't mind.







Rose hehe Hi there! thanks for reading!



I thought your words were cool...therefore it must be, that you are cool as well....sometimes we can't see our own coolness factor, so we need someone to point it out to us. I think you are very cool.







Rhiannon Hi girly! There you are! hehehe



you liked Did you? that's one of my favorites too. It took me the longest time to come up with the title for that one though...which i'm ashamed to admit considering the fact that I just pulled the words right out of the poem... SO... with that in mind...I'll stop typing now.. hehe







The woman on stage winks at Rhiannon. She moves a stool into the center of the stage and sits down.



The woman puts her hand up and the sound of the piano stops. The room is quiet..The only sound is the clinking of glasses as Charlie continues to pour drinks at the bar.



"For those of you that don't know...when I say Sprung, what I mean is.. that feeling you get when you find yourself completely head-over-heal for that special someone. When you can't eat...and you cant sleep and you can't breath without them next to you...you're sprung."



A man moves in the rear of the stage. He sits down at the drum-set. Hidden in shadows he begins to play a simple rhythm on the snare. It's soft and easy. Getting lost in the slow tempo of the metallic tapping... the woman begins to speak.



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Author: Emmy

Rating: PG-13 just because....

Disclaimer: An original poem – all rights reserved.

Distribution: No thank you.



Note The line breaks on this one may seem a little random. But if you read it rhythmically it'll make more sense. Just go with the flow...and enjoy



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Sprung



So I'm sprung?

It's a timeless dance.

The oldest verse.

A musical game.

Sung in Aramaic

spoken in tongues.



Sprung. From the

tips of my fingers.

It flows to the

souls of my toes.

A delicate expressing...

I'm quickly undressing

as soft scented clothes drift to the floor.



Sprung is the

moonlight mixing and blending

with the soft, silk of her hair.

Her sweet breath licking,

burning trails of hazy flames.

The clock is ticking

at perpetual midnight.

It's my heart that needs fixing.



Sprung like the seeds

that grow from the ground.

Sprung like the rain

that leaks from the clouds.

Sprung like a prisoner...

It's me that's been found.



Caressing satin clad skin

Darling, where have you been?

Quite by chance

I'm sprung.

Edited by: MissKittys Ball O Yarn at: 3/7/05 2:37 pm

[Rhiannon9891]

Through the twilight

of sun

Where has time been

It must have

got lost

within "Did You ? " and "Sprung"



Emms,

That was beautiful,

I can only hope to feel that again one day.







(Rhi motions to Charlie...

He sends a fresh drink...

To late to go home and too early to work...

So I'll just stay here and try not to lurk...)



Rhiannon

She is like a cat in the dark

And then she is the darkness

[DreamLover]

Emmy,



That was so beautiful... it took my breath away and left me speechless. It really warmed my heart just reading this amazing poem. It's just perfect!



Em, Rhi thank you both for the encouragement. I'm really thinking about starting a thread. It could take me awhile maybe a few weeks but yes I'm opening a thread. Thanks again.



Henny little minx (lol)

Edited by: DreamLover at: 3/8/05 10:53 pm

[Renee85]

Wonderful poems you have here, me likey very much. 'A lyrical Verse' and 'Sprung' are my favorites right now but all of them are pretty great if you ask me!



<
that grow from the ground.

Sprung like the rain

that leaks from the clouds.

Sprung like a prisoner...

It's me that's been found>>



Beautiful! I hope to read more soon.

__________________

"For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul." -Judy Garland

"Live as if you were to die tomorrow. Learn as if you were to live forever." -Mahatma Gandhi

[SJ]

Great poetry

[MissKittys Ball O Yarn]

The next act is about to begin. as our lounge Elvis impersonator takes the stage. He's been warned to stay away from the alcoholic beverages...we don't need a repeat of last year..



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Rhiannon



Through the twilight

of sun

Where has time been

It must have

got lost

within "Did you?" and "Sprung"



That was beautiful.



Here's a little something for you



Banana pie,

if you ask why...

It's a pie on which I rely

I eat it.

Yummy.

Yes indeed.

It provides me all the

yellow I need.



I'm not trying to be serious

I'm just delirious





hehe that was random. ..... ... ... ...

.... banana pie...



I'm glad you liked the poems sweetie... and I'm sure, before too long you'll find yourself appropriately sprung....



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Henny (little minx)



I'm happy you liked.



hehe You're going to start a thread?! Oh yay! I can't wait

You'd better make sure that I'm the first to know when it's up.



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Renee Thank you sweetie. Welcome to the lounge... would you like a drink? Just tell Charlie...he'll take care of you.

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SJ Thanks again sweetie.



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xoxo

Emms

To the smut! ~ Me

Edited by: MissKittys Ball O Yarn  at: 3/12/05 3:00 pm

[DreamLover]

Happy Birthday

EMMS

May all your wishes come true

Henny



(I know it is the 14th but ez-b with dates)

Edited by: DreamLover at: 3/14/05 12:33 am

[MissKittys Ball O Yarn]

Yay! Thank you Henny!



And because It's my birthday that means I get presents! Yay presents! *singing* Go presents it's my birthday.. Go presents it's my birthday...



okay....enough with the present talk already ( I bet you're sayin', over there...where ever you are... )



Thank you for the well Wishes Henny!

You know what you could get me for my birthday? Well...I'll tell you. You could post that thread you've been promising to do... that would be a lovely gifty-poo





xoxo

Emms

[Rhiannon9891]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY

EMMS

Here's a little ditty

for one of my

favorite little kitties.

Born today was Emms.

Known as MissKittys Ball O Yarn

on Different Colored Pens.

At The InwardEye she darns

a poetical feast of gems.

It was today that Emms was born.

Happy Birthday, Emms

A.K.A. MissKittys Ball O Yarn.

Rhiannon

She is like a cat in the dark

And then she is the darkness

[DreamLover]

Emms,



You wished for a gifty gift....



Mysterious words



enjoy....



Henny

Edited by: DreamLover at: 3/14/05 11:58 pm