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Greek Tragedy#1 (Haiku) by Mr Pig Aeolus sighs,
Icarus laughs at fallen skylarks,
Wooden seahorses drown.
Up the ladder:
The rock star and the ATM
Down the ladder:
A prayer for the afterthought
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Posted: February 25, 2003 11:53 AM PST; Last modified: February 25, 2003 11:53 AM PSTWeighted score: 5.362681 Overall Rank: 3284 Comments:
thanks for the clarification. that said, very cool.
Ah, Pig. I would like the chance to tweak this for you, but it needs a night in my unconscious. I shall sleep with it under my pillow, and, if you'll permit me, offer some words on the morrow.
As for the poem, I suggest you invert the structure, so:
Wooden seahorses drown. Icarus laughs at fallen skylarks As Aeolus sighs.
Very clever idea Nanshe. I guess it works either way and yes, a suggestion of genius, thanks.
You are most welcome.
19. syl. i would like to take this opportunity to say seamen eight and a half times
seamen seamen seamen seamen seamen seamen seamen seamen sea great subject by the way.
you're just saying that because you're greek, freak.
oh, and, i'd like to take this opportunity to say "oracular" syllabically in fibonacci sequence, for 10 progressions or so: ( ) or ac ular oracu laroracular oracularoracular oracularoracularoracu laroracularoracularoracularoracularoracu oracularoracularoracularoracularoracular (oops. i went a little darwinian on yer asses there.)
It's spelt 'seman'.
I like it.
as for present conversation here, I will say nothing ten times. there.
I LOOKED AT THAT WEBSITE AND HAD A GO AT UNDERSTANDING THIS AND I THINK I DO BUT ICARUS WAS NOT A GOD WAS HE MR PIG? I LIKE LINE 3 AND THE CONCEPT IS CLEVER BUT I ONLY WANT TO GIVE U 8 BCOZ THE SUBJECT MATTER IS TOO VAGUE.
WHEN U GONNA READ MY STUFF HUH?
Fuck !
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Like the Haikus which refer to nature the greeks appointed 100s of Gods to interpret nature, wrath, suffering, beauty, happiness.
I guess I wanted to challenge myself and though i have woven a possible irony out of this I fear I have shot myself on the foot by a diamante rifle.
I know of a wonderful interesting website on Greek Gods and mtyhology which will truly inspire your work, great for metaphors and conections with nature.
www.theoi.com/abc.htm
Do have a gander and maybe comment later.
Mr. Pig, why are all the boys afraid of me?
Let me take this opportunity to say the word Ally ten times.
Ally
Ally Ally
Ally Ally Ally
Ally Ally Ally Ally
Ally.
(a) Nanshe is a girl, in which case you two are "Sisters in arms"
Or:
(b) Nanshe is a boy, in which case he is deliberately spouting sensitive bullshit to woo you. Unfortunately, he has neglected to put his trousers on this morning and, as such, his pitiful attempts to sound sophisticated have ended rather embarrassingly. He gets back on his Wheeled-Chair and rides off into the twilight. One of his wheels passes straight through a rather large pile of dog poo.
Last night I thought for certain Nanshe was 'a girl' as you put it, I suppose you mean anatomically, but that makes no difference to me.
Will you take me for a ride? I know how to ignore the batteries hum. I'll lay back and press my cheek against yours. Pop-A- Wheelie.
There. That was lovely.
I wonder if Lord Ganus has a recipe at the ready for Miraculous Dogge Pooe?
I'd like to take this opportunity to say the word crumpet ten times.
crumpet crumpet crumpet crumpet crumpet crumpet crumpet crumpet crumpet crumpet