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Lockett

The Poet Tree

About Me

Throw. The bouncing ball slaps off the stone face. The search for contented life, goes on.The seeming lake of lackluster reflects perfectly Andromadas Dreams, Stillness of tranquilities ease catches No sound No sense No movement No direction, Except that of the stone arching its own purpose threw the placid air hoisted by a deviant;Now smiling anticipation as watching transfixed the stone changing the atmosphere, the course already set, the trajectory foretold reaching its climax its round of applause. It shatters tranquility fracturing Andromadas dreams, impacts rippling in the crescendo of its purpose.And then the tranquility settles back slowly in, to a point of anticipation For a deviant throw.I edited my profile with Thomas' Myspace Editor V4.4

My Interests

writing, painting, performing, partying, sailing, walking, eating, loving....

I'd like to meet:

http://www.theairingcupboard.co.uk/lockett/www.dead-bastard. blogspot.com

Music:

good music and live music

Heroes:

Wilfred Owen

My Blog

"What's that about?"

 It all goes at once changes sweep through with endless boundaries and boundless energy.   A gust of life mixed with a touch paper of time and all is a change.   My childhood h...
Posted by Lockett on Wed, 16 May 2007 05:57:00 PST

Pay Day

Pay Day&..   Chapter 1:   The day before.                          &n...
Posted by Lockett on Tue, 03 Apr 2007 11:28:00 PST

leggad, myrneen

Love The vengeful exploitation The remorseful plucking The contorted guilt The strung out Got to prove Love on valentine Christmas in October Hallmarked Fathers Sold as instructed By the seller ...
Posted by Lockett on Fri, 16 Feb 2007 04:16:00 PST

Gura mia ayd as slaine lhait:

When things go wrong The trigger on the machine gun Rata tat tat Your life gets undone. When things go wrong The bully steps in Anti-ing up their rhetoric chance. Pushing through Forcing will To ...
Posted by Lockett on Tue, 13 Feb 2007 05:22:00 PST

9 11 01

1Love is an agreementThe choice of souls.These words written,As the walls of the city fall.Life has to be livedWhich means freely.As confronting those Daylight dreams.A 100 story fall,A choice Of anot...
Posted by Lockett on Wed, 17 Jan 2007 02:30:00 PST

oh, hear we go...

It is really simple, what I want. But it does seem impossible to find.I don't want to be treated as a cunt ( or more politely) C U next Tuesday!.No. I want something that means more than being used. B...
Posted by Lockett on Wed, 13 Dec 2006 04:28:00 PST

The Campari Kaberate

of the thin white DukeDescends to the core of humanity.A show of dreamsplayed on tapeof the eventual scene.Visiting houses of Graffiti lined wallsnay furniture to be seenremnants of a party that's bee...
Posted by Lockett on Tue, 05 Dec 2006 11:49:00 PST

an ongoing dislike.....

654,965   "That troubles, it bleeds me" So says the executioner of the West.   The crusader of The Confederate Cross Denies the number of dead.   Spouting spinners speeches "committed t...
Posted by Lockett on Thu, 12 Oct 2006 01:56:00 PST

a refernance to my previous rant...

http://www.newscientist.com/article/dn10276-enormous-death-t oll-of-iraq-invasion-revealed.html...
Posted by Lockett on Thu, 12 Oct 2006 04:44:00 PST

So this is country life...

Country Life"What's that?"I ask.Pointing at this huge thing leaning up against my car door."It's a Cow""Ok! Why is not in a field, where cows belong?"I ask incredulously."They have right of way, free ...
Posted by Lockett on Tue, 10 Oct 2006 02:59:00 PST