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The sky was orange, red and peach we strolled towards each other on a deserted pebbled beach a smile that got us talking together slowly walking till twilight crept unseen then off reluctantly on a deserted pebbled beach we went our separate ways but first a promise made next day to meet in the same place. The sky now yellow, mauve and blue I stroll alone by water's edge on a deserted pebbled beach searching for a voice a smile just out of reach your presence unseen where the surf briefly meets the shore, only to recede two souls forever out of reach on a deserted pebbled beach where a promise was made and would break along the waves was love not meant to grow? we will never know.... A collaboration by Paul Callus & Kelly Deschler
Copyright © Kelly Deschler | Year Posted 2014
Where cradled canyons sing Of ebony wood in the forest There lies a gurgling spring Where cockcrows sing their chorus To the melody of singsong birds There I've concealed my sensuous words Filled with befitted signs The saccharine whiff of my designs Come to me my mortal youth To the wild realm of your truth Where nymphs and gnomes abound For the earth is filled with weeping And only your tears be found Where the fogs of night are fountains Spills of glistened moon ignite By distant silhouette mountains We dance with passion of fight Entwining ancient stance Mingling hand in hand we dance Till the mountains smile on high Near and far we spring To pursue the realest of dreams While the world cries at its seams Anxious in trouble to cling Come to me my mortal youth To the wild realm of your truth Where nymphs and gnomes abound For the earth is filled with weeping And only your tears be found To where the ridges merry make From the beaks of wooden bright In sparkly pools the ghouls awake That scarce to stir our night We watch for seekers down under Muttering secrets in their soul We bid them lucks of shivers Dipping gently in From reeds that hide a tear of a foal Under the gentle rivers Come to me my mortal youth To the wild realm of your truth Where nymphs and gnomes abound For the earth is filled with weeping And only your tears be found Far away she shall ever churn The taciturn eyed She'll listen no more to turn To the working mills beside Or the scrubbing of the barn May peace weave in her song She shall wave in the yarn To a haven known as Belong Come to me my mortal youth To the wild realm of your truth Where nymphs and gnomes abound For the earth is filled with weeping And only your tears be found For she comes, the mortal youth To the wild realm of her truth Where nymphs and gnomes abound For the earth is filled with weeping And only her tears be found
Copyright © Laura Breidenthal | Year Posted 2013
We have our differences in the shadows, yet, act so different in the light. Crimson shadows dance within our dull routines. With the moon beneath my wings, I drink softly from the bottle. I rehearsed this kiss a thousand times, as archaic bridges emerge from the fog. Come softly, butterfly... Land upon my crooked finger. The ebb and flow of I don't know refills my unsure mind. The aurora illusion, novels of my life slowly written with light as green and blue balloons float away to the moon. Remember that fresh smell of coffee mixing with the salt of the sea? A table for two on the beach, a starlit sky, the distant whale cry. Holding hands, a sip and a sigh. Burning bonds and bridges, is just another thought to dole. I should have told you that I loved you, instead, I've these tattooed regrets on my soul.
Copyright © red barchettadrive | Year Posted 2015
While you sleep I tell you all of the things I keep inside throughout day. Now that you can hear but not listen I find them much easier to say. My hopes, my dreams, my fears, and everything in between Your subconscious hears so keen, or so it seems. My tongue is soft; I speak so sweetly Knowing your reaction will never greet me. Tonight will be different in what I want you to know. It has everything to do with what I can't help but show. I hold no claim to any religion but you've given me a place for my faith. Somewhere it will never stale or lose its lavish taste. You've shown me something I can see, touch, and feel, And so before it I choose to kneel. I know I don't say it but I miss you every day. Sitting, thinking of the perfect words to be my choice, Yet when you call I can't find any of the right words to say. I'm just happy to finally hear your voice. Even just a moment is enough to sooth my heavy heart; Fearing the ends of conversations knowing we'll have to part. I'll never be too far from you, always within arm's reach, And in your days of darkness I'll be the light that you will seek. I'll never let you leave too far from me, I'll stay close behind you in this world; Secretly protecting what is mine, you will always be my girl. I only want the best for you so the best of me I will employ. Faithfully yours, I will always be your boy. I close my eyes and kiss your soft sweet lips And see the very best of you in loving bliss. I see past the physical which makes you attractive And focus on the things I can't see in which I'm attracted. Your thoughts I'd love to hear them all. Of the things you speak disinterest never makes its call. My day will come, I know someday I'll be the only one. And you I will pursue viciously, Because I've given you the greatest gift I can give, to love unconditionally. Yes our day will come, I know someday we'll be as one. And you I will pursue viciously, Because I've given you the greatest gift I can give… to love unconditionally.
Copyright © Kristopher Higgs | Year Posted 2012
Don't rush to wash off the sea salt drying on your skin; the hopes it carries from other oceans, those remain yet to be seen.
Copyright © A.O. Taner | Year Posted 2016
We became like pebbles on a beach touching in the depths, caressing in the shallows Crystal waves, crested us above the deep abyss In ever ending caress, we were carried together, brushing, embracing tribulations as we progressed The further we were washed, the more we became estranged Stranded we eventually became, the depth in our love drifted amidst Slowly, different tides brought different waves Cross currents were gradually pulling us apart Discarded like driftwood, with it's meaning of existence What we were, and what we had became eroded It reached the point, where we couldn't communicate All became lost as we entered our abyss We aged like pebbles on a beach, only to be turned into broken stones
Copyright © James Fraser | Year Posted 2010
Cast Away Waiting for you makes me feel Like a cast away in Malden So much golden sand To slide my bare feet in My feet feel each hot grain Fills between each toe Sun bakes the air around me As I feel the warm wind blow My eyes see an endless sight Of such blue I can't take in The waves, the crests, the tides Loneliness, running thin Waiting for you makes me feel Should I hope you'd ever come? I spend the day collecting seashells Inevitably missing some I'll stare out into blue's madness Until the heat burns out my eyes And never stop looking for you Where the ocean meets the sky Planes of rescue flew over me While waves have eaten this coastline I'm going mad in my sadness Somehow wishing you would be mine
Copyright © Lauren Smith | Year Posted 2014
is it the waves kissing the sand or is it the ocean? - deep from her heart day and night sometimes gently often hard but always with passion is it sand kissing back or is it the land? - happily losing ground to his eternal mistress the occupant of his soul with every kiss night and day is it the poetry touching the heart or is it our souls? - hugging each other on a sandy beach wide and infinite of wisdom and love day in and day out - since the beginning until forever
I'm on a beach on Maui, beautiful surf and sand Gorgeous bodies right in front of the Grand A couple over there, perfect tens the pair Loving life out in the sun and air Quick glances and some stares I remember that look when you were near I miss you like crazy… you loved the beach so… You're in a better place now.. eyes closed I know… The young family next to me, so happy it shows That used to be us, seems long ago Our kids are older now, they're still such a blast I'm so lucky to have them, not living in the past The nest will soon be empty, many good times had Not easily forgotten, never sad I miss you like crazy… you loved the beach so… You're in a better place now.. eyes closed I know… I'm sure lonely on a crowded beach My next step is still out of reach When you were here the world was mine With you gone I have trouble 'being fine' I visit the tree with the view that we found I talk to you there cause i know your around I miss you like crazy… you loved the beach so… You're in a better place now.. eyes closed I know… I'll move on they say, it just takes time I know you're telling me to, but it's tough to unwind My love for baby, it will never be the same I guess that's why time has to heal all things I miss you like crazy baby… you loved the beach so You're in a better place now.. eyes closed I know… Miss you like crazy, baby… I'll be with you some day… This I know….
Copyright © Shawn Sackman | Year Posted 2011
Who would imagine that my life would come down to the edge of a blade worked and worked on stone, scraping off goo and removing the bites? Or that when I tumbled and rolled in the surf, unsure what was up. storm rolling hard against breakers that I would remain intact? It's breath holding time, while rain smashes down, winds howl and the stir rocks you until you forget your name and then finally silence, the deep breath sauna time arising with sun, I scramble for cover, glad my Teva sandals prevent the shells slicing at my skin, I must duck down into forest looking to quench thirst, handy filter bottle in hand to conquer all the parasites and villains unseen about to attack what is left. Forgive me then, Father, for I have fallen to worship my survival blade, prying out oysters, scraping out crabs, peeling the papaya for I drink well of thy wine, fruit of my body, rendered and purified and wander as I will through this vast new place I've come lost to find self, and prayer for the fragile web of blessings that save me from skewered, smashed, expiring, but shaded by your love.
Copyright © Sheri Fresonke Harper | Year Posted 2013
From the Gardens of Babylon, to the walkways of Palestina, to the grand temples of Jerusalism, to the sandy beaches of Syria and Cyprus. Went my Persian Queen riding, upon her golden, firery chariot. Her black hair, like silk long and flowing. Her royal robes white and purple, bare and pure. Her sword by her side, ready to strike. Her spear fastened, ready to stab the dreeded heart of the Fire Dragon. On the firery chariot, riding with her armies, Went my Perisan Queen. O, how my arimes fight your armies, in the midst of night fall, under a full moon. Let us stop this foolish fighting. And have fellow brother, love fellow brother. And so we can fall in love forever. And don't act like you don't show love for me. I see you in the dawns, standing upon the sand covered battlefields. Standing proud behind your armies. With your black hair flowing. You almost making me want not to fight the battle of the Day, for if you were killed, what victory would that be then? You pull your armies back at the last minute, before I am slayed by your fellow brother in arms. You retreat your arimes back over the hills, not in fear of losing the day, but in fear of losing me. You and your armies had plenty of chances to kill me, yet you do not. My Persian Queen, O come now. Come down from your firery chariot and into my restless arms. I know you are tired and wanting to sleep. Listen to the nightingale sing her love song. Drinking the sweet necture, from the gardens, in your vase Persian Empire. Come now, and kiss me, Hold me, let us ride, far from the simple minds of the Old World and fall in love in a New. My Persian Queen O how I love you so much. I cannot bare to see you in a life you don't want to live. Come let I, your Knight in shinning armour liberate you. Take you by the hand, run through the great bazzare in Old Istanbul running away from the Janissaries of your father's Imperial armies. Let us leave this place of hate and sorrow. To start our lives a new. My Persian Queen, Now dressed in silk lace, with golden jewlery hanging from your beautiful and tender neck. Along with the silver pattened belt around your harmonial waist. It is time for you, to come with me. No more shall we act like we dispise one another. As Romeo and Juliet's love failed, shall our love take course, and we shall love till the oceans swallow the earth, the mountains crumble, and the Sun engulf the sweet Earth. And on and on shall our love go on, My adorable and lovely Persian Queen.
Copyright © Chris Boskovski | Year Posted 2013
The Beach of Promises 1. Fingers entwined, barely touching, turquoise waters teasing your dancing toes, strolling along that serene deserted beach, our promised dreams within aching reach. 2. Hands clasped, holding on, sea-breezes tickling the nape of your neck, walking together, alone, vowing to never breach, the dreams dreamed on that faraway velvet beach. 3. Hands in my pockets, alone, traces of you linger, teasing, lost in my scribbles, your memory fading out of reach, my thoughts ablaze, now and then, catching a whiff of your fragrance, wafting through alleyways of nostalgia, your hand in mine on our pristine beach.
Copyright © Scribbler Of Verses | Year Posted 2013
between the grains of sand all my dreams shattered apart a cup of my coffee spilled in between dissolved between the salty waves disappeared just like a lost dream between the grains of sand a lost life so things seem no matter how hard I hold on everything from between my fingers slip just like sand grains lost between life's sea waves in endless vain one thing that would remain that would be pain
Copyright © Yassmin ElNazer | Year Posted 2013
Love is a wonder shared by one another it's the only reason I'm not six feet under Love in which I believe in a will to sustain I give back to life, now in dormant states of pain The power of Love may not alone be enough locked inside my dreams escape only from above higher than any human being has ever gone before I must have evolved rise above hate, great once more My Father taught me wisdom I am imprisoned no longer now an beast not of burden I am no lion, I am stronger on my shoulder sits twin dragons long awaiting the day evil forces come forth to take what Love is left, away A Hero of Love light are what the world needs angels, not demons exist where ever you believe follow your heart's direction and you shall achieve objects of affection rid of materialistic greed My bright energy has awakened to a fire never consuming the source as the flames just grow higher that is the desire of a product we call Love Fear, the counterpart what I was once made of I am slowly learning how to win when my peace is harder to sharpen so I have given my pen leave the sword has its uses I must say I believe to vanquish the evil in the minds too diseased to serve any purpose except their own selfish ones tomorrow a new day in the clarity of the sun where we two are now one and one done now does bring about a great change lit by the righteousness of Love.
Copyright © Bj Fard | Year Posted 2013
Well we are already a couple of months in so i just wanted to say welcome. this will be a new journey for the both of us, so i hope it will be awesome. I will try to write more than usual this year, I promise. :) What would help tho if you readers would send me topics and stuff to help me write about things cuz my mind goes way faster than my fingers and i cant think of just one thing. lol. so thank you readers. plz comment and tell me your thoughts.
Copyright © Roman Chebukin | Year Posted 2013
Four letters put together to create one word, with an impeccable definition. Love..., It is a strong word, Close to the heart, yet far from the woman you Love. Butterflies flying, flapping their orange and white wings in the summer heat. The butterflies flap, flap their beautiful wings together in the summertime of Love. For Love is beautiful, like the summer preludes! Four letters composed, to a Chopin's masterpiece. The Romantic pole reaches out, to touch, to hold, to Love. For these four letters are easy to read and put together to create a complex concept with a universal definition. A four letter word, easy just to say, but it is harder to show. For Love is a simple word made up of simple letters, but a complex meaing that takes most lifetimes to comprehend and others a short while. For I've seen hearts broken and hearts put back together, with this simple word. My heart burned, brused, stabbed knows the dangers of this simple, four letter word. Love, some think it is a game to play when you are bored. Destroying self-esteem of girls, who are already weak and nieve. They long for love, but find surrealist dreams, and see the Man of their dreams slip away in the night. Gone without a trace. While she is sucked into false promises, from simple minded boys, with only one thing on their mind. Love..., it is a joke to some. "I love you," is a laughing stock, while a slap in the face, and disrespect is in fashion. Girls, foolish girls walking in lonesome heartbreak, saying they are in Love. It is sad to see, and hard to hear, I know it is. And to me Love is sometimes fair, and most times a cruel joke. Love, this four letter word is simple to say, but hard to comprehend. Love me and I shall take you by the hand show you caves of mystery, and skies of grace and meadows, filled with flowers, dedicated just for you, no one else, but you. We can make Love on the sandy beaches, under the moonlit sky under the still stars and shooting ones too. Have a romantic dinner of oyster-shells and champange and kiss each other, till we drown in intoxication and fall asleep in each others arms. huh, Love... A simple, four letter word, that is easy to say, but even harder to show.
DONE The Apple PASTURE Oh how I long To drift into the apple pasture. Were once was and all well meet. A pure and dear site. Where silver reflection cover the still waters that holds the golden grains of morality and the grazing souls lie young amounce no stars. Oh how I long To drift into the apple pasture Were winds smell of melon and the trees whisper spring corals in the mellow dark and best of light and time creeps into no tomorrow. Jay
Copyright © JAY JOHNSON | Year Posted 2011
Dedicated to an author by the name of William Golding... Enjoy!!! ~Two boys meet on an island ~~One is skin 'n bones ~~~The other one is chubby They discover a lagoon~ Ralph teases him by calling~~ him "Piggy" - how mean!!~~~ Piggy asks him if There are other people on The island with 'em He has no clue But this'll answer Piggy's question -- Other boys appear - All diverse shapes and sizes What'll happen next?? You'll see... Have you ever read The Lord of the Flies? I recommend it if yah haven't read it yet - I must admit It's a book full of adult words and it's simply...FASCINATING! - no lies You should read it - or you'll regret it!
Copyright © JW Earnings | Year Posted 2013
for bruce springsteen... it was a rain-swept monsoon day way back then, so many moons away when i felt the music strumming in my veins setting me free like a runaway horse without any reins you sang of simple truths, your verse spoke to people just like me in my lonely, wasted, and desolately quiet night as you screamed out tragic human wrongs, and of everyone's plight 'bobby jean' spoke to me of that girl down the street glimpses of whom, we as innocents would furtively meet and 'the river' that flowed through my ever-barren heart led me down further roads of thunder when slowly i finally learnt that the hardest part was fighting on and never to surrender to the hard-luck dreams that were born to run while i danced in the dark with memories vivid and stark even as i whined like that dog who for forever lost his howling bark and then a 'human touch' came along and 'better days' seemed real, not just words in a song and still you sang and swayed and spoke straight into my unseeing eyes as gardens of secrets were opened, and as your fist punched the skies in an anger that i too felt and in whose cauldron i too burned as we saw murder get incorporated, while on its wobbly axis, our fragile world apathetically turned and then suddenly i was told that i was all grown up working on a highway of scattered ideals and absolving myself by sprinkling some coins in a waiting cup well, after all these years of walking along so many a thorny road with an armour of your verse covering me, even as i hear them taunt me and even as they continue to goad but now i can feel myself fading away, into the bleakness of this coming night just like the ghost of that old tom joad...
Forever Lost, Lover and Friend She felt the greatest weight of lost time, that feeling when shadows creep all about. Echoes drifted by, in tune and in rhyme dark and draped around a loud agonizing shout! No second chance to ever find her lost love, her brave seaman feared now lost at sea. Bright sun and pretty clouds resting above, yet no beauty could ever reunite she and he! Morning mists promised her ever so much, there was again, love in many future dreams However, nothing could ever replace his touch his words flowed again like mountain streams! Lone gull flew just within sight so far overhead. She imagined, sign that her lover was truly dead! Robert J. Lindley, 07-24-2015 Note- A sad sonnet for a change. Only death is worse than a lost love. A love one imagines to be the greatest to have ever existed!
Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2015
With sand sifting through my fingers and the waves tickling my toes I sit in quiet contemplation while my somber mood grows Then I walk along the shore with haunting memories of you Unseen scars of heartache leave me feeling blue I'll come back again tomorrow searching for peace in my heart Like the broken seashells I walk among seeking their missing part For the Contest "Blue on blue on blue" My topic: Beach
Copyright © Shani Fassbender | Year Posted 2011
the salty wind blowing from far, far away read me a poem today whose lines I've heard before, bur where and when, I couldn't tell: "the shortest road is the one that you know, the longest road is the one that you love" soaked in deep thoughts, I sat there for hours and hours my eyes shut, lips dry waiting for further clues until, as a sudden, the 'longest way' part rang a bell I got off the chair, opened my arms wide towards the ocean hugged and kissed the wind, the almightiest messenger of them all, for making me feel again so well.
she waits for me in the warm sunlight she calls to me in the beautiful night she sends love notes in the breeze filled with her longing filled with the bright beauty of together forever she scatters her devotions along the river of my dreams fills my heart with such comforting joy fills my world with her beautiful soul love letters written in the sunshine adoration written in birdsong she waits for me on a springtime's beautiful sandy shore waiting for my long winter to end don't worry my love i will be there soon and we can run brave through the rain hand in hand and never ever let go we can be together forevermore wait just a little longer my love be there soon and we can watch that sunrise together forever (twenty one years lover and i still dream you in sunshines sweet kiss)
Copyright © mark junor | Year Posted 2014
Beautiful women stridding along beach front properties after the cruel april showers have rolled through damaging and overflooding the hanging geraniums, and the despise of jealous boys rolling through hemlock, with trousers stained with sand, they gaze like dogs looking at a juicy bone, at the beautiful women, all of them walking hand and hand singing songs of love, as hummingbirds and nightingales soar high over their heads, keeping them all company, all singing songs of love. Go now, go now, into the gardens of beauty there you'll find me hinding, waiting for my beautiful women that spare no glance, but a quick of a hand I am allowed. Go now, go now, into the gardens of beauty pick the red roses that bloom, and leave the blue violets for the dead. See the beautiful women, as the jealous boys huddle around me, we gaze at their beauty and hold our breath, till they start laughing. They drink tea, read novels and talk about everything that matters to naive girls' mind. We listen and hear their secrets, some horrid and some unbearable to listen too. Go now, young boys and stride on go to the beach front properties in your straw hats and sandstained trousers and call unto me, when the beautiful women come once again striding along. One beautiful woman I gaze upon blonde hair, blue eyes the sweetest of arian races she wears her flannel, spring dress, and cottonswab blouse, she turns to me, hiding in the rose peaker bushes, she looks at me and smiles. I hide my emotion and I leave the garden of beauty, to stride for another day. To see the young, beautiful girls, to see that one, that is not hard to spot the one, like the first rose to bloom she is not hard to spot. One day, as I sit in the garden of beauty, my courage will reign over me and I shall present myself to her grace and glorious beauty. Go now my dear, go now, go to the garden of beauty, and share your stories and drink your tea in peace; Pick the ruby roses, but leave the blue violets for the dead, for I am safe and I am just around the corner.
It was summertime by the seaside That's when I fell in love with you It was a mad, crazy type of passion No other kind of love would do This was a time of excitement These were our best days Playing in the gritty sand Warming up by the sun's rays We kicked water with our feet Swinging my body around and around Splashing each other with our hands Laughing was the only sound You tugged at my hair when you kissed me I felt a shiver run down my spine This summer is a fond memory A time when you were mine Turning to kiss you good-bye Lips were chapped and dry Salt granules landed on them When I began to cry I'll always remember our time Our special time by the sea The chance I got to be in your life I hope you always remember me
A fragile mind breaks Wake upon the rock laden shores A muffled heart begs to echo Whispers lost among a velvet chamber Dusk comes premature time and again Dropping the curtain on an optimistic sunrise If you never witness dawn There is no tomorrow Always the dreamer aches Never awake to make real what he desires The restless corpse walks blind Dead ends seem fitting for one of the kind Lost in the labyrinth of strangling vines Love is the motive and the weapon Taking root in throats dry from weeping Sprouts of amnesia in place of smiles A garden called heartbreak holds onlookers captive The comfort takes hold, sets in the bones weary of searching A plea for rest lands on deaf ears The hollow boy tires of himself The last request he will ever make "End me" Lost and tired He wishes to be weak no more
Copyright © Alexander Schwartz | Year Posted 2013
over waves of the sounds from the glass of the sea comes a shreak that dispersed on a night that was cursed and flys cold with a chill; it lands squarely on me my eyes did turn quick and wonder about crystal pale blue was the scenes only hue hand to my head, filled now with doubt but was there distress on that morn i awoke? with the sands at my feet; on an air crisp with sleet as the autumn sun's light had not yet full broke the question that's posed in these ramblings you'll see for she lay down beside during moonlight's high tide why that night my love left, n'er a word spoke to me?
Copyright © Samuel Robinson | Year Posted 2013
The Sieve of Time Cast ashore, along the banks of time, whirling through the passing years, clinging to my futile scribbles set in rhyme, Cast ashore, thrust into an unrehearsed pantomime, clenching slivers of joy as weariness descends, lulled into a peaceful slumber exhilaratingly sublime. Cast ashore, hazily adrift, a dandelion seed on the wings of time, trapped in the sieve of spiralling memories, caught between pristine bliss, and reeking slime. Cast ashore, flung aside for no discernible crime, my human heart thuds with elusive hope, though battered, bruised, and covered in grime, I stagger ashore, alone, embracing each moment of detached, oblivious time.
turning to foam tricked by a dream lovers take what they wish they knew for certain from the other froth juts up bridal kisses vanishing from air trying to make new love
Copyright © Brooks Lindberg | Year Posted 2015
By the beach, I walk. I see sea gulls flock. Breeze touching my face, I can almost feel your embrace. From a distance, I hear you whisper. From a distance, I hear it clearer. I stop my heart, I make it tame. When I hear you call out my name. I hear sea waves crashing against the rocks. The sound of it makes me miss you a lot. Softly, the birds sing their song. Oh how much for you I long! From a distance, I hear you speak. As I hear your voice, my knees go weak. If only I knew the words to express how I feel. Then you'd be with me, you'd be here. By the beach, the sun sets. I remember the day we first met. You were by the beach on your knees. Asking my name, you even said please. From a distance I see it before my eyes. I remembered too well how sparks started to fly. We were inseparable, we fell so in love as we walked by the beach gazing the stars above. By the beach, we were to wed. It all changed when that fatal accident happened. I remember too well that fateful night. Watching the news, it was a horrible sight! You were driving, on your way to me. When a car swiveled and took you away from me. In the news, about your death I learned. I couldn't breathe, my throat burned. I cried a river upon realization. I just couldn't stop this painful sensation. I once had you, you were mine. Now everything isn't fine. I hear the waves beat against the shore and here I am with a mountain to climb. If I could just change it all you're heart would beat here next to mine. My love, sweet love I say this so that you'll know, "Though you're now gone away from me it doesn't mean I'll ever let you go." My love, sweet love, never can I replace you, no one in this world will ever do. They'll never understand that my true love is only you. Oh love, sweet love you were the very best thing that my Creator has given me. By the beach, I stand here and there's nothing left but memories. You were my heart You were my soul Yes my tears do steady fall. In our grasp It was there Babe, we almost had it all! ********************************* This poem was written by Lizann Tan and myself
Copyright © Jarid Miller | Year Posted 2010


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TNT: Friends
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- Temple, TX
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- Dispatcher / Communications
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- collecting lapel pins, firefighting and scrapbooking
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- Coyote Ugly, Ladder 49
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shoulder is oin ok. just got to take brace off for good yesterday. have 1 month of this light movement stuff than i get to start PT. yeah what fun....than 2 months of that & ill be back to work prolly Oct 16th. Congrats on the comin youngin! Mel aint got hte surgery yet, we still lookin into it all. we dont really get on here a whole lot anymore. anyway talk to ya laters :)
Hey Diaz, Happy fourth gammy...lol.... again Congrats and be careful and enjoy this weekend...D
over 8 years ago
Happy 4th of July! Hope you had a good great week! Be safe and talk to you later!
Happy 4th! Hope ya have a great day!
Hey You! Hope yall are havin a great weekend!
hey you! hope yer havin a great weekend and stuff!!! Thought id stop by & tell ya Happy Mothers Day...dont remember if you have any younguns or not....but im sure takin care of us the way you do you feel like a mom!!! have a great day!
almost 9 years ago
Ya ya ya, those cops...hehe...lol.....hope you had a great weekend so far and get to enjoy the rest of it with your family, here a lil story to make you laugh: Little tip when you're out trying to get some DUIs:
One night a police officer was staking out a particularly rowdy bar for possible DUI violations. At closing time, he saw a fellow stumble out of the bar, trip on the curb and try his keys on five different cars before he found his. The man sat in the front seat fumbling around with his keys for several minutes.
Meanwhile, all the other patrons left the bar and drove off. Finally he started his engine and began to pull away. The police officer was waiting for him. As soon as he pulled onto the street, the officer stopped him, read him his rights and administered the breathalyzer test to determine his blood-alcohol content.
The results showed a reading of 0.0.
The puzzled officer demanded to know how that could be. The driver replied, "Tonight I'm the designated decoy." -
what are yall doin back already....... should've stay for a few more pina coladas........
have a great time on your mini-vacation... b safe
almost 9 years ago
Hi there! It was very nice to finally meet you and your husband! We enjoyed the big event...lol...I was really surprised about its size. Sarahbeth had fun with all the rides. Enjoy your sunday, and talk to ya laters!
almost 9 years ago
Thanks for the add, have a good one and keep 'em safe!!
Thanks! Still lookin fwd to introducin everyone!
Oh my gosh give me a loaded weapon, no more lobby......... It's not that bad but holy cow i'm ready to get back on the streets. I hate having to listen to the other guys while I'm in here, especially when it hits the fan. C u need to come work nites and get into the mess of things. Well enjoyed you working nites with us come visit us anytime...
Hey Diaz, good to hear from you. That's a cute picture of you and your hubby. I gotta get my pictures downloaded on here myself. Yea I'll probably procrastinate and it'll take me two to three weeks. Talk to you later.. D

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Best Of :: Bars & Clubs
When the buzz moved from the West Village to Chelsea in the '90s, the scene became a little geographically harder to categorize, but not as much as when tons of gays later migrated from Chelsea to Hell's Kitchen. But as with any cycle, this one has spun back again like a broken rubber band, and a lot of the heat has returned to point one. The site of the Stonewall riots in '69, the WV has been a spiritual gay epicenter for so long that it's only natural it should still provide such a compelling array of boozing, whoring, and wisdom. The place is drenched in history, providing a rich subtext to all the unapologetic street life and club culture that make it very much of the moment. Cultures blend and niche markets collide in a one-stop-shopping experience filled with boîtes of all ilks, populated with LGBTs of all shapes and sizes. A West Village jaunt that takes you to Pieces, the Monster, the Duplex, Marie's Crisis, Stonewall Tavern, Boots & Saddle, Ty's, the Hangar Bar, Chi Chiz, and Rockbar continues to be the most rewarding booze crawl in town. By evening's end, you will have hung with twinks, show queens, leathermen, bears, otters, transsexuals, and lesbians. Top that, HK!
Coffee Shop is beloved for its somewhat lethargic, surly serviceand we truly mean beloved, because the clientele gladly takes every frown from the dispassionate waitresses and comes back crawling for more. The Union Square staple may not blare it on its neon marquee, but it's the worst-kept secret in town that the restaurant almost exclusively hires models for its waitstaff. The gorgeous men and women curtly slinging sweet-potato fries may be working for the weekend or their next go-see, but the celebrities and locals who perch with equal aloofness in their outdoor cafe seats are there for the view. Who knows? Order enough fajitas, and your icy Swedish hostess may even smile at you.
We'd been turned away at Death & Co. far too many times to ever consider showing our face there again (really, there's no room for us?) when we stumbled upon Elsa, a jewel box of a bar situated slightly farther south and east. Elsa is one of those bars we'd rather not tell you about, actually, because we don't want it to become packed with those who won't appreciate its many charms, but since this is a Best Of . . . well, it's the best. Gorgeous white-wood-paneled walls and low Edison-bulb lighting make you feel as if you've just walked into a mansion in Cuba in the '50s, or perhaps an undiscovered Savannah speakeasy. The music is always on-trend, but not too much so. And the hipster-retro barstaff take great pride in mixing and serving you amazing classic cocktails (a mint julep with a huge, verdant sprig of fresh mint served in a steel cup, or maybe a dark 'n' stormy?). Like any high-quality speakeasy, Elsa also functions as a women's clothing shop during the daylight hours. Another plus: Even the bathrooms smell good. 217 East 3rd Street, 917-882-7395, elsaroom.com
The Red Hook waterfront doesn't much resemble New Orleans, although Erie Basin can exude a rather Bayou-esque scent and Fairway will supply you with everything you need to create a splendid oyster po'boy. But since last year, one local bar, Fort Defiance, has been making the Big Apple feel that much Big Easier. After stints as a food writer, bartender, and Jedi-level backyard barbecuer, St. John Frizell opened the Southern-spiked watering hole. There's a food menu, and our critics assure us that the eats are more than palatable. But we've been racing up Columbia Street and bellying up to the bar for some of the most gorgeous, innovative, and potent cocktails at prices that would barely buy you a tonic water at most of New York's mixology palaces. A recent trip yielded a $9 Manhattan better than any Brooklyn bar has a right to concoct; the Cloister, an $8 assemblage of gin, grapefruit, lemon, and chartreuse; and the $11 Sumo Collins, 24 ounces of the best use for a cucumber that anyone has yet invented.
Yes, Smoke, a little south of Harlem at 106th Street and Broadway, can be kinda pricey ($30 per person for dinner and show). But the food, which has gotten rave reviews in some quarters, is a lot jazzier than cheeseburgers and pretty good. It's the music, though, that definitely merits the raves. Say you're looking to soak up some tunes for you and your honey on a mid-week evening. You're liable to find a tight trio at Smoke—and no cover charge. Same with Sunday's "jazz brunch," which on a recent weekend featured Natalie Joy Johnson (lately in Broadway's Legally Blonde) belting it out. The music is wide-ranging and delicious, and the setting is intimate but neither cramped nor dusty. There are also less expensive late-night jam sessions ($10) and cover-free jazz brunches on Saturday, if that's your day of rest. At Smoke, you can pretend you're a '50s movie star taking in the New York scene, and no one will sneer at you.
If you find Astoria's Bohemian Beer Garden insufficiently bohemian, consider a night at Williamsburg's Radegast not at all a gas, and can discern no siren call from the Lower East Side's Loreley, maybe it's time to venture farther out in your quest to leave no stein untipped. Plattduetsche Park Restaurant, located just over the Queens border, has slaked thirsts since 1939. And if that seems a rather inauspicious year to open a German beer garden, its survival testifies to its hoppy, yeasty excellence. (Think of these beverages as a far nicer way to get bombed.) Before it moves indoors in the winter months, Plattduetsche takes advantage of the summer, setting out long tables between chestnut trees and hiring Teutonic bands to accompany all the imbibing. Various seasonal brews include honey and berry weiss, just right for a balmy afternoon; specials include an aureate Spaten lager, a creamy Warsteiner, and a lemony Franziskaner hefe weisse. Half a liter will set you back only $7. At those prices, why not go Deutsche?


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I am trying to work out an easy way of auto-quantizing a sequence recording. If I want to record un-quantized I can use coll or whatever, if I want to record classic 16th note quantization (single-voice) I can use my favourite easy way of sequencing, multislider+matrixctrl, to store the values. But how about polyphonically?
I guess I am having a hard time visualizing how to retrieve and quantize the stored data – maybe it should be skipped completely and I should just go for real-time quantizing, such as holding and banging lists with zl reg.
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Justin's Completely Free, Beginners Guitar Course Lesson BC-124.This is Stage 2 - Lesson 4.This video shows you some good chord combinations to do in your One Minute Changes practice.Find the related course notes on the following link:http://justinguitar.com/en/BC-124-1MinuteChanges.phpThe Justinguitar Beginners Guitar Course, a series of over 100 lessons on guitar for beginners. Text support is on the web site and also in a proper old skool paper book which can be ordered from the web site of your local music store :)Taught by Justin Sandercoe.Full support at the justinguitar web site where you will find hundreds of lessons on a wide range of subjects, and all the scales and chords that you will ever need! There is a great forum too to get help, no matter what the problem.And it is all totally free, no bull. No sample lessons, no memberships, no free ebook. Just tons of great lessons :)To get help with this lesson (and for further info and tabs), find the Lesson ID in the video title (like ST-667 or whatever) and then look it up on the Lesson Index page of justinguitar.comhttp://www.justinguitar.comHave fun :).


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While 'Bachelorette' Ali Fedotowsky is busy flying to Istanbul, Turkey, with her remaining Romeos, ex-nayed rosebuds Kasey Kahl and Jonathan Novack (a.k.a. the Weatherman) took some time out in a conference call with reporters to dish on their unrequited love and their experience on the show–and boy, were these sensitive scrappers ready to yap!
Check out the Kasey and JoJo show in their own words:
It's All Love for Kasey
About that unrelenting 'guard and protect your heart' deal:
"That's how I've always felt, so that's always who I am, and that's just how it came out. It was a natural thing that came out, and it became a motto of the show because that's who I am."
About Justin winning the two-on-one date:
"Definitely not fun, absolutely not fun. You see a guy who you think is definitely there for the wrong reasons–you know is there for the wrong reasons in your heart–and she chooses him over you. But I think at the end of the day, [Ali] did it for her and she did it for me to choose him…that's the best decision she made because she stopped the emotions, she stopped the feelings, and it was not meant to be."
About that corny ink stain:
"I got [the tattoo] to show that I was genuine and sincere because that's who I am. And, you know, it doesn't necessarily mean that was for Ali, I absolutely cared for Ali, and I wanted to show her I was here for her and here for the right reasons. But I mean in the long run, it is for me. It is for who I am and to show that no matter what, I always want to guard and protect the heart of my future wife or girlfriend or whoever."
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About trying to be the long-lost Backstreet Boy:
"I'm obviously not a singer. I don't sing. You obviously don't get to see everything that happens and the cameras don't show everything, or the whole scene. When we were sitting in the park, we were sitting there playing a little rhyming game back and forth–she would do a line, I would do a line, and then she was like, 'Oh, you should just make up a song,' and so I just kind of went with it and had fun. And I tell you, good or bad, everyone loves karaoke, right? We were just having a good time."
About who's great for Ali:
"I think Frank would be great for Ali; I think he's everything that she wanted. Frank is a great guy, and I think Frank is definitely what she was looking for."
Jon Boy Time
About his poofy-haired antagonist Craig M:
"Craig wasn't the only guy I didn't like in the house, but I legitimately thought there was a problem there with [him] being in this house and especially when the Jesse thing happened and that went on all night. Producers had to keep pulling Craig away because he kept trying to get Jesse to basically punch him. That's why I used the word 'dangerous' because someone who's trying to get into physical fights with other guys in the house–I mean what's he going to do in a relationship with Ali?"
About his career as a weatherman:
"Well, I've done weather, and I've also done entertainment through my last three stations. Right now I'm off contract, so I'm auditioning for both weather jobs and entertainment jobs, and I'm probably going to head out to LA here in the next couple of months and get back into stand-up comedy as well."
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"It was the scene. It was acting. If you look at the beginning of that whole thing, you see how I'm kind of pensive and contemplative and what not, the beginning of that whole part of that episode. I was actually trying to get into the character…I'm supposed to be emotional."
About Justin:
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About who's great for Ali:
"I would think Roberto would be up there and maybe Kirk. Of all the guys in the house, I thought Roberto was the most stand-up, straight up like great guy; he was a very solid dude, and I think she seems to see that in him."
About people swirling rumors that he's totally gay:
"They can think what they want; it's not true. That's really funny. Like if you ask any of my friends they'd be laughing their asses off right now."
About the best part of the whole experience:
"Damn, that's tough. How about, I got a great tan. I think the best part was seeing that there are great girls out there and kind of giving me or keeping that hope that I can find somebody."


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Elle's Revenge 4
Science-Fiction, Alien, Body modification, Female / Girl, First Time, Job/Place-of-work, Male/Teen Female, Pregnant, Transgendered
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Posted Wed 28th of December 2011
Elle takes her neighbor down a peg
This is a side, side project and the outline is pretty loosely formed so not sure when i'll put out the next one, but until then, enjoy.
Elle picked up the Hollis' twins from day care as arranged shocked at how little their mother cared for them seemingly content to leave her precious children in the arms of strangers while she greedily worked. As usual Elle played with the children for a bit before feeding them and putting them to bed. She then sat on the couch watching TV as she awaited one of the parents to arrive home and plotted her justice against self centered lady of the house.
To her surprise though it was a mildly intoxicated Mr. Hollis that arrived home first. Drunk and horny as Elle knew him to be it did not take him long to notice the gorgeous teen girl. Instantly Elle saw a change in demeanor in him as he smiled and asked her how the night went with the kids. Elle told him as he opened the wine she had brought to loosen up his wife and poured himself a glass then with a wink poured her one too.
"I won't tell anyone if you don't." he said handing Elle the glass as he sat odwn right next to her. Elle took it with trembling fingers as she realized he was actually trying to seduce her. Despite having had her body for some time now it still took her by surprise that handsome guys like Mr. Hollis found her worthy of their attention.
"Mr. Hollis…"
"Please Elle, call me Jeff, I hate being mister anything its far too formal." He said as he placed his hand on her thigh. He was being awfully forward far too much so Elle thought but for some reason she let it slide.
They talked for some time and Elle was shocked how interesting Jeff was and how interested in her he seemed to be. After several glasses of wine Elle finally half jokingly spoke up, "Jeff you wouldn't be trying to get a teenager drunk would you?"
Jeff gave the faintest hint of a smile then grew embarrassed.
"No..not really, it just Liz is never around, and you seem so grown up, I just wanted someone to talk to. I get lonely, in more ways than one lately…"
It was ell done and if not for her friend absorbing the alcohol so she could think straight Elle would have surely melted into his arms falling into the trap. Then again what did she care if it was a trap, Jeff was clearly an experienced lover, why not give him what he wanted better him than some clumsy teenager.
"Beside," she chuckled thinking to herself ,"Every time I fuck my dear step-mom I take 10 times what he's probably got, so its not like I'm exactly a virgin over here."
She took his bait and comforted him and right on cue he kissed her. Elle marveled at the sensation as she made out with a guy for the first time. Jeff was certainly a master at this and once her had kissed her for a while he began kissing his way down her neck lightly caressing her body as he did. After a few minutes of this he whsper to her to remove her shirt and she did so without hesitation. Then they were making out again and before she knew hat happened she bra was off and he was sucking her ample tits as she moaned with pleasure. Elle felt herself getting more wet than she could ever remember being and by the time Jeff scooped her up and carried her to his office in the basement Elle hardly cared about anything but feeling his hard shaft in her wet pussy.
When he set her down on the small bed Elle immediately removed her last items of clothing and gladly spread herself for him. Jeff needed no second invite he dropped his pants and revealed his beautiful cock to her. She leaned forward to suck it briefly before he put it in.
Once he thrust it in Elle felt like she had never felt before even though she was well experience with Peter, this was different and somehow better, she understood Crystal's fascination with this now.
She was soon lost in the feel of Jeff skillfully thrusting his shaft in and out of her. So much so that she hardly noticed him, without breaking stroke, benind over to take her nipples into his mouth one at a time. She tried to hold the back of his head to her ample chest, but he held her hands down at her side as he drew her closer and closer to her climax. At last when she could take it no longer she exploded.
However Jeff was far from done her merely rode out her climax before spinning her so she was on top then using his powerful arms he began moving her hips up and down on his shaft. Eventually Elle caught on and when the strength in her legs returned she took over bouncing up and down on his shaft with reckless abandon her boobs bouncing as she moaned out in ecstasy. This time her orgasm came even quicker and the last thing she remembered was a wave of pure pleasure as Jeff moaned and warm liquid filled her inside, then everything went black.
Elle awoke to find herself alone in the bed, a note was on the bed.
"Elle, you can go now that I'm home thanks for that I had fun, Jeff"
Elle snorted as she redressed finding all her clothes lying on the bed next to her she then as instructed left, but she didn't go home, after all she had set out to get justice on Elizabeth Hollis, and somehow just fucking her husband didn't seem like quite enough punishment.
So Elle made for Mrs. Hollis' office knowing that was where she would be. She planned to go on the pretext of complaining about the fact that Jeff had just tried to have sex with her, hoping to get the woman jealous and feeling reckless.
A few minutes later Elle stormed into the office to find her query hunched leaning back in her chair and, could that be moaning? Elle couldn't believe her luck she knew the signs of a woman getting herself off too well to be mistaken and the situation couldn't be more perfect.
She gently knocked on the door and a very startled woman opened her eyes in shock to find a super slutty version of the babysitter she had hired standing in her door.
"Elle?! What are you doing here?"
Elle smiled and said, "Well your husband is home, but upon arriving he tried to seduce me, I just thought you'd want o know. From the looks of it though he's not the only one not getting his needs met is he ma'am?"
The older woman was caught and she knew it something in the teens eyes commanded the truth from her.
"No…Elle, he's not."
This angered Elle, but she held her tongue deciding to use this new information against the older woman.
"That's what I thought and stop being so modest ma'am its not as if you have anything I don't see in the mirror everyday. By all means continue given my former body type I know all about sexual frustration and the need to get oneself off every so often. In fact I'll stand guard if you want to let loose a little." Elle said moving close to the older woman and locking eyes with her. This close she felt a strange sense of power and command over the other she decided to test it a bit.
"Go ahead Lizzie, take off that fancy shirt and bra and let those big tits of yours breathe, you know you want to touch those aching nipples."
Elle could hardly believe what she was saying, but to her even bigger shock Liz didn't bat an eye at what was said she just removed the shirt and bra and pinched her erect nipples and moaned.
Elle smiled and watched the older woman lose herself in pleasuring her body. Liz clearly need release bad and Elle encouraged her.
"There that feels much better, don't hold back I'm watching the door, you're safe to please yourself to your hearts content." Then she got and idea and said, "Unless you'd like a hand that is?"
Liz was so lost in her own ministrations Elle doubted she heard the offer. So Elle quietly made her way around to the back of Liz's chair and after briefly admiring the older woman's body, went to work. As she did a funny sensation overtook her and it was if she was channeling the seductive abilities Jeff had shown. She sententiously kissed and caressed Liz until she had soon taken over for the weary older woman. It wasn't long before Elle found herself between Liz's spread thighs licking away at her soaking wet pussy.
Elle went slow at first gradually licking faster and faster until she had Liz writhing with pure ecstasy. Not long after Liz's orgasm over took her and she exploded all over Elle's face. Elle cleaned her up a bit before standing up, dropping her shorts and panties and sitting on Liz's desk and saying,
"Ok my turn." Liz at first seemed hesitant but then shrugged and buried her face in the teens now sopping wet pussy.
Elle was soon in ecstasy herself and it was definitely clear that Liz had done some experimenting in college, because she was an excellent pussy licker. When Liz had eaten Elle to an orgasm the older woman slumped back in her chair and said,
"That was fun and did I need it. You got one heck of a tongue Elle. Just too bad you don't have a big dick too no offense but this girl needs a good old fashioned fucking."
Elle smiled wickedly as she felt Peter stirring, "Likewise ma'am."
The older woman glared at her, "Elle we just had our faces buried in each other's cunts I think were on a first name basis now, don't you?"
"Right, I suppose we are Liz. Did you mean what you said about that fucking? Because I think I can help with that."
"Kinky Elle, I'm surpised at you, but no nothing plastic I need something with a pulse."
Elle smirked as she shook with the pleasure that proceeded Peter's emergence, "Then ask…and you shall receive…" Elle said between shudders of pure pleasure.
Elle watch the look of awe spread across Liz's face as the giant blue rod grew out of Elle's pussy.
"What are you?" Liz at last managed to ask as Elle stood stroking Peter and moving toward the shocked woman.
"Tonight, I'm the answer to your prayers baby, now get on that desk and spread 'em."
Elle could tell Liz was far too shocked for coherent thought so she obeyed and not long after the big blue cock was bottoming out in Liz's tight pussy. Elle then proceeded to use the massive tool to fuck Liz near senseless and as she prepared to unleash her justice upon the half conscious woman she smiled her most wicked smile.
"Open that fertile womb of your wide bitch, it time for you to be a full time mommy again, my friend here will see to that, set aside your career dreams baby neglector, from now on on a mommy is all you'll be, so you'd better learn to love it!"
With that Elle let loose the torrent of cum into Liz's unprotected uterus she knew that it wouldn't be long until like Crystal Liz was carrying a litter of her own.
Elle kissed the bedraggled woman once more on the lips before leaving her naked and cum soaked on the desk. She dressed and blew a kiss at the camera that had observed the whole thing, this time tomorrow Elizabeth Hollis would be fired for fucking a minor on company premises. Elle wouldn't press charges, so long as the new mommy agreed to stay home from now on. Elle smiled justice was sweet, and pretty darn fun too.
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Anonymous reader
2013-12-17 17:22:48
"Elle's Revenge 4" - (Elle Wilcox and Crystal Wilcox - (Stepdaughter Hermaphrodite and Stepmother)
It appears "all's well that ends well"!! Except... for the fact the story stopped (as in "dropped off the edge of the earth") before the pregnant ladies delivered their quite-not-human babies!!!
Elle is becoming very adept at maneuvering and utilizing her new phallic, monster cock-hiding-in-her-pussy!! There is some story matter that could expand this story for several month chapters!
Unfortunately since it's almost exactly two years since this story posted my doubts are there will be no further parts or chapters. Bah, Humbug!!
The Wild One
2013-10-01 18:25:02
R.I.P to another great story that never finished
anonymous reader
2013-04-07 13:23:42
more please for the love of god more
anonymous reader
2012-10-03 17:41:25
Maybe have Elle fuck a guys ass because he tried to rape her or for any reason!!! It's your story, keep it up.
anonymous reader
2012-09-20 00:17:28
should b a henti movie real shit more!!!!!!!
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Carboplatin-Etoposide Combination in Hormone-Resistant Prostate Cancers
This study has been completed.
Centre Leon Berard
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First received: September 7, 2009
Last updated: November 2, 2011
Last verified: November 2011
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The aim of our study is to assess the efficacy and toxicity of a chemotherapy regimen combining carboplatin and etoposide in patients with metastatic hormone-resistant prostate cancer and neuro-endocrine differentiation. Eligible patients are treated with the combination of carboplatin AUC4 on day 1 and etoposide 100 mg/m2 on day 1, day 2 and day 3 repeated every 3 weeks for a maximum of 6 cycles. Efficacy endpoints include Prostate Specific Antigen (PSA) and neuro-endocrine marker response (defined as a 50% or greater decrease from baseline serum values), objective response rate (according to RECIST criteria), and toxicity.
Condition | Intervention | Phase |
Prostate Cancer |
Drug: Carboplatin Drug: Etoposide |
Phase 2 |
Study Type: | Interventional |
Study Design: | Intervention Model: Single Group Assignment Masking: Open Label Primary Purpose: Treatment |
Official Title: | Phase II Multicenter Study Evaluating the Efficacy of Carboplatin-Etoposide Combination in Hormone-resistant Prostate Cancers With Neuroendocrine Differentiation. |
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Further study details as provided by Centre Leon Berard:
Primary Outcome Measures:
- Objective response rate (clinical and/or biological): Clinical: objective response of target lesions according to RECIST criteria Biological: greater than 50% decrease of PSA, NSE and Chromogranin A levels [ Time Frame: Every 6 weeks during treatment (6 cycles of carboplatin-etoposide) and 3 to 4 weeks after the end of treatment ]
Secondary Outcome Measures:
- Duration of response (clinical and/or biological) [ Time Frame: Every three months until progression ]
- Toxicity [ Time Frame: Every 3 weeks during treatment ]
- Progression-free survival and overall survival [ Time Frame: Every three months until progression ]
Enrollment: | 60 |
Study Start Date: | April 2005 |
Study Completion Date: | January 2010 |
Primary Completion Date: | July 2009 (Final data collection date for primary outcome measure) |
Arms | Assigned Interventions |
Experimental: Carboplatin-Etoposide |
Drug: Carboplatin
Carboplatin AUC4 on day 1 repeated every 3 weeks for a maximum of 6 cycles
Drug: Etoposide
Etoposide 100 mg/m2 on day 1, day 2 and day 3 repeated every 3 weeks for a maximum of 6 cycles
Detailed Description:
Neuro-endocrine differentiation is observed in the evolution of hormone-resistant prostate cancer. The aim of our study is to assess the efficacy and toxicity of a chemotherapy regimen combining carboplatin and etoposide in patients with metastatic hormone-resistant prostate cancer and neuro-endocrine differentiation. To be eligible, patients must have either circulating neuro-endocrine markers (Chromogranin A: CgA, Neuron Specific Enolase: NSE)and/or visceral metastases. Eligible patients are treated with the combination of carboplatin AUC4 administered on day 1 and etoposide 100 mg/m2 given on day 1, day 2 and day 3 and repeated every 3 weeks for a maximum of 6 cycles. The primary objective of the study is to assess objective response to the carboplatin - etoposide combination (according to RECIST criteria for lesions and defined as a 50% or greater decrease from baseline serum values for PSA and neuro-endocrine markers). Secondary objectives include evaluation of toxicity, duration of response, progression-free-survival and overall survival.
Ages Eligible for Study: | 18 Years and older (Adult, Senior) |
Sexes Eligible for Study: | Male |
Accepts Healthy Volunteers: | No |
Inclusion Criteria:
- Histological evidence of prostate adenocarcinoma
- Metastatic disease, either measurable (lymph nodes, hepatic lesion, pulmonary lesions with longest diameter > or = 1 cm on spiral scan), or non measurable (bone metastasis)
Patients must:
- Have received hormonal therapy via surgical or chemical castration (LH-RH agonist) with or without anti-androgens. Anti-androgen withdrawal is recommended before inclusion, with an off-treatment period of at least 4 weeks. LH-RH agonist treatment must be continued.
- Have a relapse or disease refractory to hormonal treatment (defined by a testosterone level < 0.5 µg/ml)
Have neuroendocrine progression defined, whatever the PSA level, as:
- NSE and/or Chromogranin A > 1.5 x upper limit of normal (ULN) with or without visceral metastases (liver, lung, lymph node)
- No increase of NSE or Chromogranin A, but visceral metastases (either hepatic, pleuro-pulmonary, or nodal) with cytological or histological confirmation of the presence of an undifferentiated or neuro-endocrine component of prostatic origin
- Prior treatment by radiotherapy is allowed but radiation therapy must have been completed for at least 4 weeks before inclusion and irradiated areas must not represent more than 25% of marrow reserves
- Prior treatment by estramustine is allowed but must have been stopped at least 4 weeks before inclusion
- Age> or = 18 years
- Life expectancy> or = 3 months
- Karnofsky index> or = 50%
- Adequate haematological function: neutrophils> or = 1.5 G/l, platelets> or = 100 G/l, haemoglobin> or = 8 g/dl. Use of erythropoietin is allowed.
- Adequate liver function: bilirubin level within the institution's normal range, AST and ALT< or = 1.5 ULN
- Adequate renal function: creatinine clearance> or = 40 ml/min (Gault and Cockroft method)
- Signed written informed consent.
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Michael II
Michael II | |
Michael II and his son Theophilos, founders of the Amorian dynasty.
Emperor of the Byzantine Empire | |
Reign | 25 December 820 – 2 October 829 |
Predecessor | Leo V the Armenian |
Successor | Theophilos |
Born | 770 Amorium |
Died | 2 October 829 (aged 59) |
Consort | Thekla, Euphrosyne |
Issue | Theophilos |
Dynasty | Phrygian Dynasty |
Amorian or Phrygian dynasty | |||
Chronology | |||
Michael II | 820–829 | ||
with Theophilos as co-emperor, 822–829 | |||
Theophilos | 829–842 | ||
with Constantine (c. 833–835) and Michael III (840–842) as co-emperors | |||
Michael III | 842–867 | ||
under Theodora and Theoktistos as regents, 842–855, and with Basil I the Macedonian as co-emperor 866–867 | |||
Succession | |||
Preceded by Leo V and the Nikephorian dynasty |
Followed by Macedonian dynasty |
Michael II (Greek: Μιχαήλ Β', Mikhaēl II), (770- 829), surnamed the Amorian (ὁ ἐξ Ἀμορίου) or the Stammerer (ὁ Τραυλός or ὁ Ψελλός), reigned as Byzantine Emperor from 25 December 820 to his death on 2 October 829, the first ruler of the Phrygian or Amorian dynasty.
Born in Amorium, Michael was a soldier, rising to high rank along with his colleague Leo V the Armenian (r. 813–820). He helped Leo overthrow and take the place of Emperor Michael I Rangabe. However, they later had a falling out, and Leo sentenced Michael to death. Michael then masterminded a conspiracy which resulted in Leo's assassination on Christmas 820. Immediately he faced the long revolt of Thomas the Slav, which almost cost him his throne and was not completely suppressed until spring 824. The later years of his reign were marked by two major military disasters that had long-term effects: the beginning of the Muslim conquest of Sicily, and the loss of Crete to the Saracens. Domestically, he supported and strengthened the resumption of official iconoclasm, which had begun again under Leo V.
Early life[edit]
Michael was born in 770 in Amorium, in Phrygia, into a family of professional peasant-soldiers who received land from the government for their military service. His family belonged to the Judeo-Christian sect of the Athinganoi, whose members were Cappadocians who adopted Jewish rituals. The Athinganoi were numerous in Anatolia and together with the Greeks and Armenians formed the backbone of the Byzantine army of that era.
Michael first rose to prominence as a close aide (spatharios) to the general Bardanes Tourkos, alongside his future antagonists Leo the Armenian and Thomas the Slav. He married Bardanes' daughter Thekla, while Leo married another daughter. Michael and Leo abandoned Bardanes shortly after he rebelled against Emperor Nikephoros I in 803, and they were rewarded with higher military commands: Michael was named the Emperor's Count of the Tent. Michael was instrumental in Leo's overthrow of Michael I Rangabe in 813, after Rangabe's continuing military defeats against the Bulgarians. Under Leo V, Michael was appointed to command the elite tagma of the Excubitors.
He became disgruntled with Leo V, however, when the Emperor divorced Michael's sister-in-law. On Christmas Eve 820, Leo V accused him of conspiracy, jailed him, and sentenced him to death but postponed the execution until after Christmas. Michael sent messages to his co-conspirators threatening to reveal their identity, whereupon his partisans freed him and murdered Leo V during the Christmas mass in the palace chapel of St. Stephen.
Michael was immediately proclaimed Emperor, while still wearing prison chains on his legs. Later the same day, he was crowned by Patriarch Theodotos I of Constantinople. In his internal policy, Michael II supported iconoclasm, but he tacitly encouraged reconciliation with the iconodules, whom he generally stopped persecuting and allowed to return from exile. These included the former Patriarch Nikephoros and Theodore of Stoudios, who failed, however, to influence the emperor to abandon iconoclasm. One of the few victims of the Emperor's policy was the future patriarch Methodios I.
Michael's accession whetted the appetite of his former comrade-in-arms Thomas the Slav, who set himself up as rival emperor in Anatolia and successfully transferred his forces into Thrace, effectively besieging the capital in December 821. Although Thomas did not obtain the support of some of the Anatolian themes, he secured the support of the naval theme and their ships, allowing him to tighten his grip on Constantinople. In his quest for support, Thomas presented himself as the champion of the poor, reduced taxation, and concluded an alliance with Al-Ma'mun of the Abbasid Caliphate, having himself crowned Emperor by the Patriarch of Antioch Job.
Michael II gained the support of Omurtag of Bulgaria, who came to his aid. Michael II forced Thomas to lift his siege of Constantinople in the spring of 823. Michael besieged Thomas in Arkadiopolis (Lüleburgaz) and forced his surrender in October. Michael inherited a seriously weakened military and was unable to prevent the conquest of Crete in 824 by 10,000 Arabs (who had 40 ships),[1] or to recover the island with an expedition in 826. In 827 the Arabs also invaded Sicily, taking advantage of local infighting, and besieged Syracuse.
Thekla and Michael had only one known son, the Emperor Theophilos (813 – 20 January 842). The existence of a daughter called Helena is possible but there is a contradiction between different sources. Helena is known as the wife of Theophobos, a patrician executed in 842 for conspiring to gain the throne for himself. George Hamartolus and Theophanes report him marrying the sister of the Empress Theodora. Joseph Genesius records Theophobos marrying the sister of the Emperor Theophilos. Whether Helena was sister or sister-in-law to Theophilos is thus unclear.
After the death of Thekla, in c. 823, Michael II married Euphrosyne, a daughter of Constantine VI and Maria of Amnia. This marriage was probably intended to strengthen Michael's position as Emperor, but it incurred the opposition of the clergy, as Euphrosyne had previously become a nun. Michael II died on October 2, 829.
Because of his Judeo-Christian origin and iconoclasm, Michael II was not popular among Orthodox clergy, who depicted him as an ignorant and poorly educated peasant, but Michael II was a competent statesman and administrator. He brought stability to most of the Byzantine Empire for the first time in many generations and began restoration of the Byzantine military. The system of government and military built by Michael II enabled the Empire under his grandson Michael III to gain the ascendency in their struggles with the Abbasids and to withstand all the vicissitudes of Byzantine palace life. Michael II's direct descendants, the Amorian dynasty followed by the so-called Macedonian dynasty, ruled the Empire for more than two centuries, inaugurating the Byzantine Renaissance of the 9th and 10th centuries.
See also[edit]
- ^ J. Norwich, Byzantium: The Apogee, 37
- The Oxford Dictionary of Byzantium, Oxford University Press, 1991.
- This article incorporates text from a publication now in the public domain: Chisholm, Hugh, ed. (1911). "article name needed". Encyclopædia Britannica (11th ed.). Cambridge University Press.
Michael II
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Preceded by Leo V |
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Succeeded by Theophilos |
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Preceded by Leo V |
Consul of the Roman Empire 820–829 |
Succeeded by Theophilos |


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- No roster moves are allowed within the 60-minute period prior to the publicly-announced start time of a game.
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text: The Ultimate Video Game Art Exhibition Gets Super-SizedMike Fahey7/21/11 5:40pmFiled to: iam8bitSuper iam8bitVideo GameArt8EditPromoteShare to KinjaToggle Conversation toolsGo to permalink The iam8bit art exhibition kicks off its fifth year of breathing twisted new life into 80's gaming icons with its biggest show yet, so expansive that it can only be called SUPER iam8bit.Advertisementiam8bit first paraded works of art inspired by classic video games about back in 2005, proving to many that not only are video games art, they've served as inspiration to some of the finest artists of the modern day. A three-year hiatus and three shows later and the organizers are preparing for show number five, a spectacle so expansive it required an adjective in all caps!SUPER iam8bit open on August 11 at the show's 4,500 square foot exhibition area in Echo Park, Los Angeles, running through September 10. Visitors can expect to see a tribute to 30 years of Galaga featuring the world's largest arcade cabinet, and interactive, retro Kinect hack from Double Fine's Drew Skillman, and works from more than 100 global artists.Advertisement"SUPER iam8bit will be the most vibrant celebration of interactive entertainment through art to date," Jon Gibson, co-curator of the show, remarked. "We are equally excited about our new book, which will be an incredible showcase of the artists and works that we display at the show, and allow anyone not in the Los Angeles to experience the intimacy of being in the gallery."And yeah, if you can't make it to the show, you can always buy the brand-new SUPER iam8bit book, with more than 160 pages of glorious video game-inspired work, putting the previous book (which has a place of honor in my bathroom) to shame.Visit the show's website for details on how you can appreciate the greatest video game art exhibit I am personally aware of.IAM8BIT IS BACK! [Official Website]Reply8 repliesLeave a reply


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i need help BAD (who beat da game only )
Author | Message |
playstation-addict |
ok heres da deal i got to xemnas in da final stage were he is wearing white and black outfit i try diffrent ways bot all dont work my probmlems are 1-i cant lower his HP without lowring mine (i dont have a good stratgy) 2- when he throws red fire balls i dont know how to avoid it 3-when i take controle of riku and have to free sora before his HP ends 4-when da screen gets black and he throws on me some red bullets and ask me to reflect it pressing traingle how??? repetedly or w0t dis are ma problems answer fast i am gonna go crazy |
zachjd6 |
first to beat zeminis u have to have final for max lev and you need to have full elixers and when his pupet atts you use triangle to get past his pupet and att him to make him let go of sora and then when he uses red fire balls use dark shield rikus abilty or glide around |
Ixayou |
when he shoots those red bullets u hav to press i think its triangle and X. If you press both and use two fingers u can do it without loosing any hp. |
duz4v |
u should stack up in ur accessory with max elixir and magic potion. when ur health get low use ur magic only for healing. when ur riku run toward sora and when u see other xemnas appear in front of u, u use riku dark aura to break the shield and keep repeated until u reach sora. |
king_liam |
i won the game, i thought it was so easy but i thought the first was hard |
SS5Gogetaa88 |
edited by Author | mar 14, 2010 3:54 am way to beat without anything but curaga (which is how i always beat it): u use dodge in the beginning and wait til ur all on the ground (Xemnas does best in air) then fight and when he dashes around shooting lasers, use block or jump them and cure wen low hp. do tht til Riku part. then Rikus long range attack til the copy wont be able to get u in time. then break using triange. then fight him til the part where he makes the dome of lasers. press X and triangle rapidly to block them and then he will be wide open (hes tired from all the lasers he fired, mustve used lots of MP). then use their combo, eternal session, to finish him off almost then juss hit him with the end of a combo from Sora. THE END |
SS5Gogetaa88 |
edited by Author | mar 14, 2010 3:54 am dodge is triangle in beginning |
prestonjaxx |
I had the same problem on 4 dont press triangle press x |
SS5Gogetaa88 |
edited by Author | mar 14, 2010 3:53 am you can in the dome part: 1. let riku die or 2. mash triangle and x like f*** |
SS5Gogetaa88 |
edited by Author | mar 14, 2010 9:29 pm i have beaten the game at least 37 times with my curaga-only strategy that is explained above |
GaM3Ma5T3R |
r u a f###ing retard ???? |
xXAxelXx |
Okay bring down the testerone there bud!!! Um...for the xemnas battle w/ final just make sure that you have the oblivion keyblade or even the ultima that could help you to whack down his health but be careful of the "red shots" they seem to increase their damage as long as you don't repel them like what SSSGogetaa88 said smash your buttons quickly but then that's what I am sure can help you...other than that how you do after this would be your outcome. |
redder876 |
I could do that with: |
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...... I can help playstation addict first u got become pal then private message all that can rly help k? |
redder876 |
The last boss will be so f***ing easy since I'm on lvl99 (its as hi as it go's) |
avenged |
This is how i do it. Iam at level 100 with ultima weapon keyblade which makes him pretty easy message me if you want to find out how. Im not sure what you mean by red fire balls but it is always best to either use reflega or move out of the way of a projectile attack. When he starts with bullets there is no strategy just tap triangle and x like nothing else matters you neeed to press both as pressing triangle stops sora being hit and x stops riku being hit. When you are riku some people do struggle yes as the annoying xemnas copy keeps pushing you away but what is best to do is the reflect attack whenever the copy comes near you you can use this and it will send him flying back then just keep doing this until you reach sora plus dont worry if he gets behind you because any attacks he deals just knock you forwards and forwards is your gol is it not? If your looking for a strategy then i wouldn't know he is usually dead within the first 5 minutes for me but i guess that you could just try and avoid all projectiles and then try and get close to him as possible and deal some damage and dont forget to use the limit attack for sora and riku as this is a good way to deal some damage without taking ny yourself hope this help |


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