Pasayten's Methow Valley Bulletin Board

what is today
place to play
dancing in the wind
thoughtless full of sin
stay true
nothing to undo
sing and shout
echoes of the canyon
voices to the one
creatures of the night
friendly flight
temperatures of heat
take a seat
all i know
all I was
tender is the touch
she that hushed
the quiet of the ...

plentiful feast
eating the beast
from cow to fish
eating the corpse is my wish
for I am selfish
for others to see
dead and gone
for all to be
set still
grass in my mouth
what is the end
for all to sing and shout
be mine tonight
world of fright
tickle the end
the end my friend
annihilate
best there ...

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Life of Seed

Full of laughter,
above the hate,
looking within,
pondering my fate.

Late and great,
a master of life,
seeking liberty,
justice through strife.

Living a life of love
to the beat of the drum,
center square standing,
yet I do not come
to the center stage—
not filled with rage ...

full of laughter
above the hate
looking within
pondering my fate
late and great
master of the life
life of liberty
justice for some
living life of love
beat of the drum
center square
I do not dare
take the center stage
not enraged
only happiness within
often tears
take my hand
disguised of fears ...

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some like it
some don't
easy chair
lost in space
finding a friend
lesson in the pace
human is the race
retched is the beast
feast of mice
chicken and rice
everything nice
the sensation
the devotion
heart filled joy
restitution
delusion
tempers there
not rare
medium at most
holy is ...

Center Square

Here I am—
a man with a cause,
standing with the father of Santa Claus,
tempers rising,
eyes staring
toward honesty and majesty
through incarceration
and despair.

Happiness doesn’t come from without.
It grows within,
when the weight of old sins
finally loosens its grip.

Hello, my ...

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Sitting here,
wanting a beer,
knowing now
I cannot partake.

So my mind drifts back
to sixteen—
new driver’s license,
thinking I knew everything.

Those were the days
when cruising was the thing.
My old Jeep Cherokee,
circling the block at night.

One turn too fast—
loss of control ...

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The times seem biblical. I want to love as the Father has loved us through his words and the living Jesus Christ he sent to dwell among us.

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Once Upon a Time

Once upon a time
I walked a troubled road —
drugs, mistakes,
and choices I now know.

A crime against myself,
a devil in disguise,
promising forever joy
through temporary highs.

Peace was whispered softly,
distraction pulled me near;
time will tell the story —
heaven’s hope or ...

once upon a time
I did drugs
and it was a crime
devil amongst the living
certain to deceive
everlasting happiness
not much left to need
be at peace
tickle the distraction
tensile strength reaction
time will tell
heaven or hell
time is here
so much left
in this world
take time to rest
laying down ...

Here’s a polished, coherent version of your words — keeping your imagery and spirit intact while improving flow, clarity, and rhythm:

Morning on the Mountain

In the mist of morning air,
center stage where silence speaks.
Rain in winter, snow in spring —
seasons turning, uncertain things.

Limited ...

in mist of morning air
center stage let us know
rain in winter
spring it snows
limited by unknown
not knowing don't know
dangers of the darkness
the burden of the light
flattery of indecision
living beyond the free
smiling of the rainbow
listening to the wind
cold breeze down the mountain
my ...

Here’s your words shaped into a clearer, heartfelt piece while keeping the spirit, imagery, and emotional flow you created:

Valley of Hope

There are places to be—
the wizards warn us:
emptiness waits
in hearts that yearn forever.

Yet there is a valley of hope.
Step there gently—
a little fear ...

I will write some words and then you can organize them into a clear concise work of art from the heart.================ places to be. wizards do warn emptiness in the hearts of all that yearn for evermore. there is this place. the valley of hope. afterwards a little fear. take me in . let me be hold ...

Word of Mouth — Painted in Light

I am here, then around I go,
where I land only spirit knows.
Once in shadow, now toward glad,
turning the happy from all the mad.

Goodness gracious — the sun on my shoulders,
warming the heart as the long road smolders.
Sometimes troubled, sometimes glad,
never all ...

Pleasant Thoughts

Pleasure feels like the dream —
not obscene, just human.
Always wondering how to decide
in a world of constant feeling.

Hope moves us forward;
knowing just enough
while still lacking full understanding
in this finite mind.

Still, better to live than not.
The world runs hot ...