Re: killer boredom butterfly (psychedelic) by nentwined |
16-Jan-03/5:27 PM |
this is totally bitchin bros, fuckin aye.<the warlock blast through a set of blistering songs on stage> tommy chong looks over at us above his left shoulder, or ws it right? any way...no matter because he says "you just ate thee most acid that i've ever seen anyone eat, man..uhhuhuh ha"..i like theee vilanelles. thanks.
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Re: Contrasts by Quarton |
16-Jan-03/5:35 PM |
Passive, yet candidly gorgeous.
Yes, enjoy the silence.
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Re: THe Missing Piece by redtearsc |
16-Jan-03/5:41 PM |
Couple typos here and there.
Odd way of sounding (the poem out).
Structure's sort of wobbly still.
Did you choose the simplicity of your words purposely?
Because it takes away from the sentiment i believe.
Therefore, you might option to re- edit this piece with a bigger dictionary if you catch my meaning.
overall though, not bad
I can relate to the situation.
And hopefully your honesty
That is unless it was all bullshit, but i doubt that..have a 6.
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regarding some deleted poem... |
17-Jan-03/1:22 AM |
i was busy here..let me take a look. talk to you tomorrow.
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17-Jan-03/1:27 AM |
ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. cool. thanks.looks very promising.thanks.
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17-Jan-03/1:39 PM |
Poemranker must read. honestly, one of the best poems i have encountered here. truly a magical piece , and the moments it creates, and works through? spectacular.
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Re: Crystals In the snow by feathers68 |
17-Jan-03/6:33 PM |
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Re: Bumper plagurising pack by Bobjim the II |
17-Jan-03/6:40 PM |
a tiresome journey that i've taking many times before. idolator.
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Re: My fiend by Bobjim |
17-Jan-03/6:43 PM |
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Re: Disgusting Stickmen by Bobjim |
17-Jan-03/6:48 PM |
the best yet. it hardly palliates your condition though. here's a SWAGGER AWARD! ON THIS FINE DAY..OTAY!p
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regarding some deleted poem... |
17-Jan-03/9:13 PM |
well, you are consistant. That is for sure.
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Re: ocean mistake by Gordiansknot |
19-Jan-03/9:31 PM |
To prove i am here for the poetry. only.
Des, in all honesty, you're much better at spending money then writing poetry, but i'm sure you knew that, and it's no water of your back.
Even Muti's poetry is scorching better than this husk exoskeletoned denial.
I could edit it for you.
that is if you'd like.
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19-Jan-03/9:43 PM |
Doctor, doctor keep him alive. would work better with"".
who shot/ would look great with a has inbetween them, otherwise a lovely piece.
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regarding some deleted poem... |
19-Jan-03/9:49 PM |
Weird science shit is always enjoyable.
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19-Jan-03/10:32 PM |
Clean and poignant. the title could be stronger like Burnt rubber, or Profilactic re-enactment. nah, it's fine.
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Re: Dr. Skellington by -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. |
20-Jan-03/1:08 PM |
"Who rang not the reception bellington.
The dead see him for aches and swellingtons.
With gnawed-off limbs instead of cash they pay;
More use for flesh than gold has Skellington.
And though he causes screams and yellingtons,
You get a lollipop for being brave!
Or possibly some caramellington!!"
you're right, except it's 76.8% vilanelle. which still cuts wood in my hood.
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Re: alone baby by famenglory |
21-Jan-03/8:04 PM |
pure uranium, i here a ha singing take on me.
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regarding some deleted poem... |
31-Jan-03/6:25 PM |
"I may have submitted this already?" lose that...no one will care. This is great.
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Re: Slow motion by INTRANSIT |
2-Feb-03/8:25 PM |
Have they named those microcosmed minature snow towns in the shake up see through glass globes yet?
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Re: Mislead by PK |
4-Feb-03/8:26 PM |
I draw a bead from up high in my cliff side perch. The sun is sweltering and blasting my eyes cruel like. a little closer..damnit, as sweat is stinging my sore chapped lips... just a bit *crack* cha chink ba chink ker *ack*.
a confused horse with an empty saddle and a wilting and tumbling head of kale are all that's sadly left. my work is done here. i put my new 30 od self re-chirping kale gun with cell phone coimpatibility back in it'd photosynthetic recharger, mount my palfrey and depart into the crimson and burnt umber dipping orb(the sun) whilst whistling a sullen ballad nonetheless in G chirpe. another day, another bounty, and i'm none the wiser....dewwy ewewy ewe dew ewe ew. dew dew dewey dew dew dew dewey dew. that's just the big chirpe on my shoulders talking there people coupled by the experience of my clovered hooves.
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