WordSlinger’s Profile

American Parable by me,
All it takes is one good erotic write
to take everyones sadness,
and turn it into madness
So me
as a Lad will be glad
to put some more ad in your gladness

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is a poet with 4 wheel drive, so lets go for a ride.....
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My Complete Anthology Posted Under My Second ID WS2
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I create poems in all genres so don't trip!....
Let me know when you want a reading. I am no mind reader.......
WARNING!!! RECITE @ YOUR OWN RISK WARNING!!! ....
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-smile and blessings.....


Please Read My Story About Emily Dickinson........
http://www.originalpoetry.com/forum/view/topic/topic_id/1430........

De Nocturno Direct Link........
http://www.originalpoetry.com/forum/view/topic/topic_id/3285

Bleeding For A Cause Interactive Poetry Project.......
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Please Join Us On The History Channel.....
Are you a snow flake, or are we snow???
A snowflake is one of God's most fragile creations,
but look what they can do when they stick together! ~Author Unknown
http://community.history.com/topic/363........

PRINCE SOUL (Steps To The Throne)

1. Demonic Ambush

The world began to laugh
When I showed
I havent even spoke
One whispered
In 1920 you were predicted
I came from the west
I am shaggy as rivers,
forests and mountains
My eyes see the universe
natural and super
My mind is of many cuts
Non-identical
I have fought demons
Half-horse, half alligator
I am victorious, I bled

2. Lullaby's Of Divinity

Now I hear lullaby's of divinity
I see war fields, I see lying there
belief, faith, and love, all their bodies
Sifting, am I alone here?
Did we not shelter our spirit a good home?

All that is left is scraps, it seems to be
I ve came upon earth to late for the feast
But there is room and occasion for me
I continue to be. I have eyes to see

I take this age on trust
as the best that it ever was
That means you desire me all the more
Well what are poets for?
With little to work with
What is still good of this world?
My tongue for my thoughts
creates priceless ness bought

3. Soil And Methods Of Wading

Oh mystery of nature replenish earth again
Balance above all things and mend
Expansions in all directions
Complete your circle, a new generation

Nothing more youthful than youth
Nothing more womanly than a woman
Nothing more beautifully than beautiful
I ask you, apostle you, and message you

I will tell you what you like
Face to face, you are like
grace and goodness, true and fair
I will reveal and justify
to all those that stare

As long as my life endures
with love I bear witness for sure
And in my gallery of memory
Your forever thy mystical and free

In every hour that passes
I Prince Soul feel deeply of the present

John E. WordSlinger........
(Serving Poetry Since Oct, 15 1987)........All Poems & Words Are.. First Electronic
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