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Sisters of mercy (Free verse) by strider1
They used to talk to me like that, waiting like vertical coffins, their black looks framing their bodies, as maggots fed on their consciences, brought rapidly to mind by the contrivance, of suggestive religion, these mothers of daughters and wives to men, who daily toiled in god's earth for devil's wages, and they looked at me like that. I want to spit in their faces, and say I am the wronged woman, and twist their putrid intestines, until their life-blood drains from them, how dare they judge me who was their friend, their lover, their intimate, I can taste the salty breath, of them still, and they looked at me like that. It is not they that go headlong into, this deep dark pit that beckons now, and so I leave them to their poison, I turn my back on their rancour, the stink of sulphur is about me, my time is now and I am ready.

Up the ladder: American Poem
Down the ladder: NASA Fireworks

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Weighted score: 3.746613
Overall Rank: 13527
Posted: October 5, 2002 8:26 AM PDT; Last modified: October 9, 2002 9:56 AM PDT
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[1] Tintagiles @ 198.164.238.100 | 9-Oct-02/11:23 AM | Reply
Ouch. Ouch. Ouch.

By the way, just because a line has ended does not mean it requires a comma.
[n/a] strider1 @ 212.159.107.13 > Tintagiles | 9-Oct-02/12:22 PM | Reply
Its my poem I'll put commas where I want to, thanks for having the guts to make a comment
[1] Tintagiles @ 198.164.238.100 > strider1 | 9-Oct-02/12:30 PM | Reply
My God -- you actually have the gall to excuse an idiotic number of commas making nonsense of what you're saying (which is nonsense anyhow) by saying you can do what you want with your own poem, and then go post those comments of yours? That must take the cake. You're even more of an arrogant bastard than I am. I'm almost impressed.
[n/a] strider1 @ 212.159.107.13 > Tintagiles | 9-Oct-02/12:52 PM | Reply
Cheers bud. It takes an intellect to recognise an intellect and I'm beggining to have grudging repsect for you. The insufferable arrogance of human beings to think that Nature was made solely for their benefit, as if it was conceivable that the sun had been set afire merely to ripen men's apples and head their cabbages. What say you Cyrano ?
[0] poetandknowit @ 65.101.212.223 > strider1 | 9-Oct-02/12:58 PM | Reply
Then you are a 19-year-old undergrad, like my new friend Balackball and Tint, here. Now I see. And fingering convention? You are not doing that here. You are imitating someone else who fingered convention, just like a young lad would.
[1] Tintagiles @ 198.164.238.100 > strider1 | 9-Oct-02/1:01 PM | Reply
You apparently think that you're doing me a compliment by comparing my intellect to yours, which is an incredibly arrogant way of doing things. You are so insufferable that I am beginning to believe that you must be a joke played on us by one of the regulars here. You show up and insult everyone's poetry; when your own is criticised, you try to explain it by saying that it is beyond the masses' intellects and talk about what it is; your best answer to someone saying that this poem is shite is to answer, 'No it's not, it's good'; and you believe that young people can't appreciate Leonard Cohen. Ballocks. You inform us that you spit in the face of convention, but I'm afraid I must tell you that this is rather cliched; a great number of rather bad goth poets have used the same sort of images to express the same sort of ideas. It is puerile to defend yourself by saying that we are not intelligent ennough to understand: that is the argument of the artist who has no other defence. Useful, is it not?
[0] poetandknowit @ 65.101.212.223 > Tintagiles | 9-Oct-02/1:03 PM | Reply
It is Dolyum! Are you goth, tint?
[n/a] ==Doylum @ 213.122.38.174 > poetandknowit | 28-Oct-02/6:53 AM | Reply
How dare you? I have feelings you know.
[1] Tintagiles @ 198.164.238.100 > strider1 | 9-Oct-02/12:46 PM | Reply
And it does not take guts to make a comment, especially on bad poetry. I do it quite often. Do you really find it courageous to post all the comments you've made?
[n/a] strider1 @ 212.159.107.13 > Tintagiles | 9-Oct-02/12:53 PM | Reply
No, do you ?
[n/a] strider1 @ 212.159.107.13 > Tintagiles | 10-Oct-02/11:45 AM | Reply
Wll all you suckers fell for it-I have proved that you can mainoulate people to do just what you want them to-I have got to the bottom anf now you watch my alter ago go to the top-watch now-its a name that will throw you completely.

[n/a] strider1 @ 212.159.107.13 > strider1 | 10-Oct-02/11:46 AM | Reply
Typos incorporated are proud to associate themselves with this work
[2] Tarquin De La Bog @ 62.6.122.101 | 9-Oct-02/11:48 AM | Reply
Highly pretentious. 2. You fail to engage me at all, and I would personally welcome it if you too went 'headlong into this deep dark pit' that you mention and never emerge again. Also, for an individual so obsessed with commas, surely you know that 'deep dark pit' should be 'deep, dark pit' due to the placement of two adjectives side by side?
[n/a] strider1 @ 212.159.107.13 > Tarquin De La Bog | 9-Oct-02/12:39 PM | Reply
Do you know what pretentious means? I am not pretending and you may personally welcome anything you like, that's your right as it is mine to stay here and bring you some much needed guidance. This poem is beyond your intellect. The register of the poem is antagonistic, it is meant to be, it is aimed at an audience of intelligence and perception. It is meant to be paradoxical in that the anti-heroine longs for oblivion rather than the stasis and security of being protected against the harshness of life, and yet ultimately realises that in her naivety she has brought this all on herself. Commas, I spit in the face of convention, when was the last time you did ?
[8] horus8 @ 24.126.113.154 | 10-Oct-02/12:57 PM | Reply
great piece. hats off, but the titles gotta go, because of the leonard cohen song relation. perhaps 'brimstone the rabbits foot' or gravedigging for mangos? the pocketed banana. 'taming the lap snorkel' ah fuck it. good work 8.
[8] horus8 @ 24.126.113.154 | 10-Oct-02/12:57 PM | Reply
great piece. hats off, but the titles gotta go, because of the leonard cohen song relation. perhaps 'brimstone the rabbits foot' or gravedigging for mangos? the pocketed banana. 'taming the lap snorkel' ah fuck it. good work 8.
[8] horus8 @ 24.126.113.154 | 10-Oct-02/1:00 PM | Reply
great piece. hats off, but the titles gotta go, because of the leonard cohen song relation. perhaps 'brimstone the rabbits foot' or gravedigging for mangos? the pocketed banana. 'taming the lap snorkel' ah fuck it. good work 8.
[4] muffin @ 4.21.197.242 | 23-Oct-02/8:11 PM | Reply
Very good poem, contradictive statements kept me motioning but the last three lines put the whole poem in perspective.
[4] muffin @ 4.21.197.242 | 23-Oct-02/8:11 PM | Reply
Very good poem, contradictive statements kept me motioning but the last three lines put the whole poem in perspective.
[n/a] <{Baba^Yaga}> @ 24.126.113.154 | 15-Nov-02/12:17 AM | Reply
next.
[n/a] <{Baba^Yaga}> @ 24.126.113.154 | 15-Nov-02/12:17 AM | Reply
next.
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