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Re: The 80's by wilco 19-Aug-04/12:11 PM
'80s
Re: Black streets of Hackney by cpill 19-Aug-04/12:09 PM
"Coldly smothering the fetus: rebellion"

That'll show those non-feotus-smothering government squares.
Re: Respect on a Quiet Hillside by Dovina 24-Jul-04/5:13 PM
I would have preferred it if the girl's grandfather rose up out of the grave and raped her, filling her with his zombied seed. That would also leave room for a sequel. Quite good anyway.
Re: a comment on The American Soldier by x0lovelylarnx0 24-Jul-04/5:04 PM
What are you talking about? This poem is quality. Lines of such import as, "On his way out he carries a sack" are a rarity, both on this site and on the professional circuit. And in this context, the line provides an almost sublime climax to the first verse. If I need say more, consider the following considerations:

The pun on "pray" in the second verse is deliciously satirical, whilst the subsequent line leaves the reader free to dwell upon what horrific battle injuries might prevent one from lying down; having one's back blown off by a landmine for example, or cramp. We are then treated to another transendent verse ending with, "He listens to every command from his sire." With this antediluvian imagery, I believe the author is making a point about the timeless nature of war.

I must confess, by the third verse I was moved to tears. The though of all those poor soldiers having to refrain from "shooting hoops" (a coloquial reference to the popular sport of netball) for several months was simply heart-rending.

However, the last line just leaves room for an ember of hope. Wonderful. A well deserved 10 here I think.
Re: Hidden by QuirkyWonder 24-Jul-04/4:11 PM
Wow, a built in brush-off excuse:

"Don't tell me you dislike what you read
It simply means that you do not understand
The beauty of this free verse
Is hidden between the words"

A new poemranker low!!!
Re: Bad animal limericks by INTRANSIT 24-Jul-04/3:49 PM
Brill!
Re: the secret language of clouds by fair12 23-Jul-04/6:11 PM
Poorly articulated. E.g. rain is not particularly noted for starring blankly. And were you really smeared over some windows? I suspect you meant:

We stared blankly,
As rain smeared over windows,
Each drop a sentence running away with our words.
Re: A Mothers Heart by TAMARAG67 23-Jul-04/5:57 PM
I think the idea of filing something away would make a good smutty inuendo. Apart fromt that, tedious.
Re: Feeling Like A Mask by wilco 20-Jul-04/2:35 PM
How ironic.
Re: a comment on Four and a half paragraphs of silence by ?-Dave_Mysterious-? 20-Jul-04/11:30 AM
I forgot to add: you would have to be in a sound proof boothe inside the helicopter.
Re: a comment on Four and a half paragraphs of silence by ?-Dave_Mysterious-? 20-Jul-04/11:30 AM
Yes. I was just pushing the genre to new bounds. Ideally, this poem should be read from a helicopter and radioed to the audience back on the ground.
Re: a comment on Nothingness of The illusion by Prince of Void 19-Jul-04/10:47 AM
No.
Re: An Old Man's Folly (from the diaries of Dave Q. Mysterious) by ?-Dave_Mysterious-? 19-Jul-04/12:31 AM
Extract from Jeremy Bentham's Last Will and Testament:

My body I give to my dear friend Doctor Southwood Smith to be disposed of in a manner hereinafter mentioned, and I direct ... he will take my body under his charge and take the requisite and appropriate measures for the disposal and preservation of the several parts of my bodily frame in the manner expressed in the paper annexed to this my will and at the top of which I have written Auto Icon. The skeleton he will cause to be put together in such a manner as that the whole figure may be seated in a chair usually occupied by me when living, in the attitude in which I am sitting when engaged in thought in the course of time employed in writing. I direct that the body thus prepared shall be transferred to my executor. He will cause the skeleton to be clad in one of the suits of black occasionally worn by me. The body so clothed, together with the chair and the staff in the my later years bourne by me, he will take charge of and for containing the whole apparatus he will cause to be prepared an appropriate box or case and will cause to be engraved in conspicuous characters on a plate to be affixed thereon and also on the labels on the glass cases in which the preparations of the soft parts of my body shall be contained ... my name at length with the letters ob: followed by the day of my decease. If it should so happen that my personal friends and other disciples should be disposed to meet together on some day or days of the year for the purpose of commemorating the founder of the greatest happiness system of morals and legislation my executor will from time to time cause to be conveyed to the room in which they meet the said box or case with the contents therein to be stationed in such part of the room as to the assembled company shall seem meet .

Queens Square Place, Westminster, Wednesday 30th May, 1832.
Re: a comment on Nothingness of The illusion by Prince of Void 18-Jul-04/3:50 PM
I respect your opinions, but consider this:

1. In our thoughts we experience an idea of the most perfect being.
2. Existence in reality is more perfect than existence in our thoughts alone.
3. Therefore the most perfect being exists in reality.

Now, clearly God is no deceiver, and thus what we experience must be reality.
Re: Nothingness of The illusion by Prince of Void 18-Jul-04/2:36 PM
"Is," he cried.
"n't," I added.
"Is"
"n't"
"Is"
"n't"
Are we just toying
with shadows of illusions?
Re: a comment on I'll Make It Through by cuddlytiger17 18-Jul-04/2:28 PM
That's a fair comment. I have upgraded you to a 2.
Re: a comment on Divorcing Tennessee by Dovina 18-Jul-04/2:26 PM
That's amazing. I was in the Hobgoblin only last night.
Re: Divorcing Tennessee by Dovina 17-Jul-04/4:44 PM
In High Wycombe, there is a fast food restaurant called Tennessee Fried Chicken. The most hilarious joke you can do, I you're feeling bored on a Saturday night, is to go in there and ask for directions to Kentucky Fried Chicken. Or so I am told.
Re: a comment on I'll Make It Through by cuddlytiger17 17-Jul-04/4:16 PM
No, honsetly. They are both explorations of the stark duality of man.
Re: a comment on Southern Mississippii Standstill by wilco 17-Jul-04/4:07 PM
And you are policed by two vigilantes who drive round in an orange car called "the General Lee."


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