Re: Foray by richa |
20-May-06/3:37 AM |
How far can a man walk into a forest?
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Re: The Wife and the Spider by Caducus |
20-May-06/3:41 AM |
I don't know why she swallowed the spider
that wiggled and jiggled and giggled inside her.
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Re: The Picasso Limerick that Wrote Itself by TanHand |
20-May-06/11:40 PM |
Picasso died in april of 1973, long before the AIDS epidemic. Keith Haring's probably the most famous painter who has died of AIDS.
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Re: The balls of Thor by John Rambo |
22-May-06/9:52 PM |
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Re: Godproof Hat by Dovina |
22-May-06/10:11 PM |
The last stanza reminds me of the closing animation of every Flintstone episode.
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23-May-06/9:09 AM |
Poetry that critiques itself, how convenient. Now if only you could teach it to vote.
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Re: Monsters by wilco |
23-May-06/9:20 AM |
Like Jim Morrison and John Lennon dueling. A little disassembled between stanzas but put in the voice of an effective singer it could work quite well.
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23-May-06/9:29 AM |
Been watching Disney's Fantasia huh?
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23-May-06/9:57 AM |
Where lava touches the sea.
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23-May-06/3:26 PM |
I like the metaphorical middle finger you give her at the end. You should rent a movie called "Dream Lover" with James Spader in it. You'd love the ending.
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31-May-06/10:59 AM |
I wish you would have focused more on the game comparison. They desensitize the soldiers in their training to not acknowledge the enemy as human. They see them more like video game characters by the time they've had their first couple of kills. A close friend of mine came back from the Gulf War and talked to me about how much fun it was blowing the surrendering Iraqi troops up by shooting them with tank cannons.
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Re: Wonât Somebody Be My Friend by amanda_dcosta |
6-Jun-06/1:29 PM |
The cadence of your rhyme is too upbeat for a somber poem. One half expects a punchline at the end, which could actually work. See:
Then an angel came to apologize
-"We just noticed your last name's Bitler."-
-"Turns out all this terrible time
we thought we were screwing with Hitler."
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Re: Herencia Latina by Ranger |
6-Jun-06/1:47 PM |
Is the red light your McGuffin? Honestly, it could be a million thing but I can't think of the one it should be.
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Re: Eenie Meenie Minie Moe by Edna Sweetlove |
15-Jun-06/11:14 AM |
True Story: Probably the second most common version of Eenie, meenie, minie, moe rhyme has this verse in it;
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
Catch a nigger by his toe
If he hollers make him pay,
Fifty dollars every day
So someone more vulgar than you beat you to it.
PS. By deleting this comment you here-by confirm you're an inexcusable twit.
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Re: Blessings by amanda_dcosta |
15-Jun-06/12:34 PM |
Here's the atheist argument against the existence of god:
http://www.infidels.org/library/modern/quentin_smith/atheism.html
Here's the apologist response:
http://www.tektonics.org/guest/kalamber.html
Funny how they use the same idea against each other.
The "why does evil exist if god is all good and compassionate" argument by atheists is silly because good and evil are just positive and negetive. It's like saying a perfectly positive thing like the number 2 can't exist because negetive numbers exists. If god destroys all evil he becomes unidentifiable as an all good being because everything else becomes perfectly good. He'll have to carry a sign or something when that happens. Evil is a counter balence of good, good is a counter balence of evil. I suppose it's part of our purpose here on earth to figure out exactly which is which.
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Re: The Last of The Winds by emilyowey |
16-Jun-06/1:22 PM |
Too much repetition of words and phrases in this one. Makes the poem come off as monotonous.
Let me show you:
The last of the winds came today.
A final push.
Tomorrow weâll hear what theyâve left us.
It's message never closer.
Look to the east, you can almost feel it on your cheek and to the west it holds you
like a bed of fallen leaves.
Did you feel the cold?
Itâs always worse than you remember.
I would tell you I made it that way
but you wouldnât believe me.
Not without all the things I'll never say.
The last of the winds came today.
They have not yet gone.
It lingers like a sleep
thatâs not ready to surrender.
A scent left on your shoulder
by a heart so close to yours.
The last of the winds
takes a little of you with it.
Leaves you empty
and allows the possibility of fullness.
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Re: Let's praise great Britannia's golden days of now and then by Edna Sweetlove |
20-Jun-06/5:37 AM |
Did this all come out of the Redcoat comment? It was all in good fun ya'know.
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Re: My secret to life by amanda_dcosta |
23-Jun-06/6:20 AM |
I liked this alot. Especially the last half. Very inspirational. I'll probably be stuck at the DMV half the day today but I get 4 days off from work (WaHoo!:) So maybe I can catch up on my poem reading here and get in some good debates again.
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Re: Chord before the crescendo by Caducus |
24-Jun-06/11:40 AM |
Alway's the fine craftsman Cad.
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Re: All Hail! All Hail! America The Golden! by Edna Sweetlove |
24-Jun-06/12:05 PM |
Oh poor old mad English poet.
You wish for the days of yore
when the world spat at your name
and called your queen a whore.
But alas your torch has been passed
to a younger more vibrant shore
as your empire rots away like your teeth
and the world now thinks you're a bore.
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