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The Ebony Orchid of Theta (Sonnet) by Shardik The darkest orchid I have ever seen
came to me last night in the realm of dream.
Its pistils onyx & its edges keen
Though its center was a swirling off cream.
I swore that I even could hear it speak
to me of things I should not choose repeat.
The way men's will can shrivel & turn weak
And the way it spoke was hardly discreet.
Of children in folds, and parents in dire
And of the greed of men consuming the world
Of matterless space and colorless fire
And of the way chaos will reign unfurl'd
Part of me wonder'd how it had grown here
Flower that black with its pollen of fear.
Up the ladder:
Run Forest! Run...
Down the ladder:
Dear M Foucault, or, How I knew our relationship was doomed
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Posted: June 24, 2003 11:06 PM PDT; Last modified: July 10, 2003 12:49 AM PDTWeighted score: 7.006724 Overall Rank: 78 Comments:
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SupremeDreamer @ 204.31.163.153
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10-Jul-03/1:44 AM
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Beautiful poem man, i think of all the poems ive read of yours i like this one the most. 10
I was wondering about the title, particularly the theta bit.. what does theta represent or mean?
theta brain waves--dream state.
nice poem, h. it calls out for a continuation.
darktri
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See? You came to my poetry and trashed every one. I don't think that is cool coming from a grown man who writes about poop. I think it's because you live in the woods. You need to lay off the moonshine and quit blaming all of us for your mishap on the log when you had to squeal like a pig. You should of took it like a man eh?
That's because your poetry is weak. Other than that? I have no clue what you are talking about? You have a couple poems, and they are all mediocre to slightly above average, but that's it. Sorry, That's just my opinion. You'll survive though. Everyone seems to like you just fine? Don't be bitter becayse I think you suck. Also, dark angel writes about poo, i have maybe three poo poems out of three hundred poems on the site. Oops, sorry, try again. Ciao.
And you thought I'd like to date you? I'd rather pull my finger nails off with pliers!
When did I say that. lol. I'm married with a child? I think you have me confused for somebody else.
eleven
A few trite lines here and there, but overall a good read.
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