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Posted by Sol System (Member # 30) on :

Ok, on Wednesday, I'm being suckered into this poetry reading thing at the college. It's not something I've ever done before.

Anyway, I'm posting one of the poems I'll be reading. Why? Sheer ego gratification, no doubt.

So, uh...here you go. No title.

The downward rush, the crumbling roar
Tumbling as rocks down mountains
The tree is broken, the trail erased
And as the dust whispers escape
The rocks will find their resting place

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"And though I once prefered a human being's company, they pale before the monolith that towers over me."
--
They Might Be Giants

[This message was edited by Sol System on April 11, 1999.]

Posted by Jubilee (Member # 99) on :

*gives Sol the promised kiss*

That's good work!
It's the hardest thing to get your message across and make it rhyme and use the proper wording as well. That is not bad poetry. ... I like it and the people are your college poetry reading thing will like it, too.

Now, HERE is some bad poetry:

Desire
Is my picture painted
On the walls of your desire?
Has your heart been overcome
By love's sweet passionate fires?
Did you dream about me,
In night's seductive sleep?
Did you lay you down to sleep
And pray my soul to keep?
Am I like the fresh air
On a winter's day?
A wellspring of eternal joy
To comfort you this day?
I await you in this land
Of pleasure and sweet pain
I'll be your aphrodesiac
I'll be your demons, Slain
I stand here with a pitcher
Of water hot as coals
To ease your longing heart
And quench your thirsty soul...

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Ring this little golden bell
And see what changes with it's knell
Or Wonder, till it drives you mad...
What would have happened if you HAD.

Posted by Jeff Raven (Member # 20) on :

http://tatooine.fortunecity.com/thx1138/382/original.html

There is a short story as well as some of my poetry. Its bad, so I'm warning you now.

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"Bickering is pointless." - Spock, Miri
"I'm real easy to get along with most of the time, but I don't like bullies, and I don't like threats." - Janeway, State of Flux

Posted by Xentrick (Member # 64) on :

not bad, but I'm still a big fan of Paula Nancy Millstone Jennings, and England's greatest one-armed poet John Lillison.

Posted by The Excalibur (Member # 34) on :

(Is blown away by poems.)
I'll read Jeff's when it's not 11:30pm est.
(read some tonight, very good!)
Go get 'em SS.

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The Naked Now

[This message was edited by The Excalibur on April 12, 1999.]

Posted by Jaresh Inyo on :

My poetry has always reflected what's on my mind at that particular moment. For example, this little Jewel from Grade 8, my ode to burgers:

Thick Meat
Some are red
A food I eat
I like to be fed

Or this timeless classic:

I feel it lodge itself in my throat
I can't breathe, I'm choking!
Again

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Josh: I think they're getting to know each other a bit too well, if you catch my drift.
Me: Oh, I agree. I think they're spending too much time together, that is of course, if you catch my drift.
Asher: I think he's *ucking her, and he's cheating on his wife, and he's risking his marriage, and if his wife finds out about it she'll leave him and take their son, and his life will be ruined. If you catch my drift...

Posted by Curry Monster (Member # 12) on :

I won't inflict you with my Illiad (LMAO) but I must say I'm impressed by what I see.

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I drink therefore I am.

-Descartes

Posted by Elim Garak (Member # 14) on :

*confused look* Illiad?

*shocked look* Daryus is the next Homer everyone!

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"Audaces fortuna juvat."
"Fortune favours the bold."

Posted by Montgomery (Member # 23) on :

Sitting
in my flowerpot.
Looking out
through the hole
in the
bottom.

Safe
inside my flowerpot.
Looking out
through the hole
in the
(HORN!)
bottom.

(c)You Rang M'Lud - BBC

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"Is there anyone there with a gun?"
- On the Hour

Posted by TSN (Member # 31) on :

There was an old woman from Surrey,
Who found herself in quite a hurry,
To escape from Daryus,
And his legions nefarious,
Who were made up entirely of curry.

Oh, wow. That's pure, unadultered crap right there, isn't it? *LMAO*

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"I prefer much more diplomatic ways of pissing people off."
-a certain anonymous administrator

Posted by Jubilee (Member # 99) on :

*hands TSN a Lolly for his poem* *LOL*

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There are people who one loves immediatly and forever. Just to know that you exist in the same world together is sufficient. Till I loved, I never lived - enough.

Posted by Curry Monster (Member # 12) on :

Hmm....I curse thee and all thy kind TSN.

May you grow warts on your bot bot, and may you itch between your eyes.

And may your head fall off at an awkward moment.

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I drink therefore I am.

-Descartes

Posted by Montgomery (Member # 23) on :

There was a young lady from Preston,
who ran down the M1 with no vest on.
She was just outside Stoke
when a big hairy bloke
said of all-

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"Is there anyone there with a gun?"
- On the Hour

Posted by Jordan on :

You want poetry?

Go to http://www.mindspring.com/~jmac3

Read it and then you can ICQ me and tell me what a little *ucked up git I am.

:-)

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Goodnight my love...the brightest star in my sky...

Goodnight...you have been my sky, my sun and my moon...

Posted by MaGiC (Member # 59) on :

You can be as critical as you wish of the following link...as i didn't write it!! Its stuff written by the inmates at the prison where i used to work.... cut n' paste folks...I'm too lazy for html!!

http://www.geocities.com/Area51/Shadowlands/8467/prisonpoems.html

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I'm the Worlds First Fully Functional Homicidal Artist.....

Posted by The Excalibur (Member # 34) on :

There once was a woman named Jane
Whose comments were always inane
She made Tarzan mad
He kicked her out of their pad
And said to himself, What a pain.

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The Naked Now

Posted by First of Two (Member # 16) on :

There once was a lady of Wight,
Who could travel much faster than light..
She took off one day,
In a relative way...
And returned on the previous night!

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*I only SEEM Normal*

Posted by First of Two (Member # 16) on :

Oh, heck with it... here's a REAL poem I wrote in college.

FALL

Silence.
Calm, Peace.
Thunderclap roars, splits the heavens, crash divides the sky.
A small star brightens, grows, streaks burning, smoke billows black across the blue.
A scream -- long, high-pitched, combining in its cry the sounds of pain, rage, despair.
The smell of burning feathers.
Silence.

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*I only SEEM Normal*

Posted by First of Two (Member # 16) on :

And if you liked that one, this one'll floor you. It's a Shakespearean sonnet, and one of the best poems I ever wrote. Probably because it's true.

THE LAST GOODBYE

You said your last goodbye to me that day,
And why you had to leave I did not know,
But you were boud, or so the Fates did say,
To fall among the coldness and the snow.
My deepest self first heard the siren's call
That notified the world that you'd been found,
And none, of all the forces I could draw
Could do but aught against the dreadful wound.
The brightness of the lights that lit your face
Did nothing to congeal the horrid flow
And I was forced to watch, and hold my place,
As your bright orbs did lose their living glow.
You told me that you loved me, and you cried,
I had no words to answer, and you died.

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*I only SEEM Normal*

Posted by Jubilee (Member # 99) on :

*wipes a few tears off her cheek* Wow, First....
reminds me of one i'd long forgotten...

*posts*

Death of a Friend

Today I buried my memories
And put away my love
I cannot find you here on earth
So now I look above
Or look there deep inside me
Where your emotions used to be
There's only a void now
So much, you meaned to me
I must go on without you
Though pain will never end
Yet life cannot just stop
When you bury your best friend

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There are people who one loves immediatly and forever. Just to know that you exist in the same world together is sufficient. Till I loved, I never lived - enough.

Posted by RW (Member # 27) on :

Death of a friend, special edition:

Here I am burying my friend,
'cause there he was, driving his car at 90mph into a dead end.

(just a silly poem, not meant as mockery or similar!)

Posted by Saltah'na (Member # 33) on :

Data in "The Naked Now":

There once was a woman from Venus, whose body was shaped like a .........

Thank God Picard interrupted him, I doubt we'd like to hear the rest of it.

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I can resist anything.......
Except Temptation

Posted by TSN (Member # 31) on :

*reads First's first poem* Erm... Tell me if I'm interpreting this correctly... Someone's parakeet gets hit by a supersonic metorite? :-)

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"I prefer much more diplomatic ways of pissing people off."
-a certain anonymous administrator

Posted by Curry Monster (Member # 12) on :

TSN - Love the signature. *Spooky music*.

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I drink therefore I am.

-Descartes

Posted by First of Two (Member # 16) on :

TSN: Um, no, but close enough.

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*I only SEEM Normal*

Posted by The First One (Member # 35) on :

Of the two limericks I can always remember, both poke fun at certain minorities in a way they perhaps might not enjoy, so I'll spare you. . .