poetry
#81
Posted 12 November 2004 - 06:36 AM
Outbreak just reminds me of that crappy film with Dustin Hoffman.
Apsalar - liked Repetition, something we can all identify with. Liked the angry red numbers.
Apsalar - liked Repetition, something we can all identify with. Liked the angry red numbers.
#82
Posted 17 September 2004 - 12:31 PM
tht's why i said fat chance, silly! the rumours are that Chaos is going to come up with a poem soon. not playful. prolly not short either. no offense, Chaos
*sigh* sells...
*sigh* sells...
#83
Posted 10 September 2004 - 10:51 AM
@farad: i don't believe that three fast sketches in one night can appeal to your tastes
@Chaos: ty bro ....for not putting those comments here of course!!
@Chaos: ty bro ....for not putting those comments here of course!!
#84
Posted 18 May 2004 - 07:29 AM
orfantal..sorry...maybe you should go write a poem or sth?
#85 Guest_Altahn_*
Posted 10 May 2004 - 09:40 AM
Discussion Board. The SERIOUS place. I looked in it the other day, made the mistake of posting and am now trapped in a topic where I am misunderstood. Dangerous area.
#87
Posted 15 September 2004 - 12:45 PM
:-D
The man's flirting wi' ye, Bavvy!!!
Take refuge in your academics, endure the still lifes and it'll pay off in a year
The man's flirting wi' ye, Bavvy!!!
Take refuge in your academics, endure the still lifes and it'll pay off in a year
#88
Posted 10 May 2004 - 06:26 AM
farad - cheers
Altahn - no intentional nod to Mr Mclean, but I think I see what you mean. What's the DB?
Altahn - no intentional nod to Mr Mclean, but I think I see what you mean. What's the DB?
#89
Posted 07 May 2004 - 03:23 AM
Cheers farad
here's something I wrote this morning while ironing some clothes for work - I must have been in a good mood.
Ashes
I sit and watch the fire alone,
the hungry flames greedily
devouring a last solitary log,
and search for patterns
in the mesmerising dance
that scatters cloying smoke in
it’s crackling wake.
I swallow, clamping down
a choking cough,
fighting back the urge
to blink my stinging eyes,
staring wide with
fever bright intensity.
I watch as gradually
the flames stoop low
guttering, swaying drunkenly
and flickering out.
I stare a while
then push my finger
through the grate,
the burning pain,
a caustic reminder,
and think that
this is my life
these ashes.
here's something I wrote this morning while ironing some clothes for work - I must have been in a good mood.
Ashes
I sit and watch the fire alone,
the hungry flames greedily
devouring a last solitary log,
and search for patterns
in the mesmerising dance
that scatters cloying smoke in
it’s crackling wake.
I swallow, clamping down
a choking cough,
fighting back the urge
to blink my stinging eyes,
staring wide with
fever bright intensity.
I watch as gradually
the flames stoop low
guttering, swaying drunkenly
and flickering out.
I stare a while
then push my finger
through the grate,
the burning pain,
a caustic reminder,
and think that
this is my life
these ashes.
#90
Posted 28 September 2004 - 01:19 AM
quote:
Originally posted by Baverel:
tht's why i said fat chance, silly! the rumours are that Chaos is going to come up with a poem soon. not playful. prolly not short either. no offense, Chaos
*sigh* sells...
haha. non taken, kinda get used to it after a while
and yeah there is one that is in a folder, i just have to bring it in a type it up.
#91
Posted 06 November 2004 - 02:33 AM
i'll agree with that. this has awesome atmosphere..
#92
Posted 08 June 2004 - 07:25 AM
hell if sb does not write sth right now i swear i'm going to write sth maself! you have been warned...hey, don't laugh, you'll regret it!
#93
Posted 26 May 2004 - 11:01 AM
hahahahah, twas so damn crap, you certainly ain't goina talk tht into me
i don hav nothin to say
i don hav nothin to say
#94
Posted 07 October 2004 - 03:00 PM
That's a brilliant nick
Not too sure about the poem though. First half was all right, but the second half just doesn't work for me. You shouldn't force the poem like that
And might want to fix up the typos
But anyway, welcome to the Poetry Thread! The beer's in the fridge and the nuts are all over the board, 'cause they don't all fit in here!
Not too sure about the poem though. First half was all right, but the second half just doesn't work for me. You shouldn't force the poem like that
And might want to fix up the typos
But anyway, welcome to the Poetry Thread! The beer's in the fridge and the nuts are all over the board, 'cause they don't all fit in here!
#96
Posted 29 November 2004 - 11:34 AM
@bav - i liked the start, as a whole it works quite well but it doesnt seem to really finish. this could of course be deliberate, a manipulation of the reader but as it is it just leaves me hanging which i dont like
i like the two line stanzas more than the four. they just sound better to me. and that's the end of muy disjointed opinion
i like the two line stanzas more than the four. they just sound better to me. and that's the end of muy disjointed opinion
#97
Posted 17 September 2004 - 01:07 PM
I dunno what you're talking about. I haven't been here long enough to "get" all the references and the in-jokes :-O
#98
Posted 29 May 2004 - 08:03 AM
Lots. Read "Life of Pi" yet? Pretty neat book. American Gods, by Gaiman, also a nice read (although the beginning sucks because of compulsive stylishness).
If you're looking for non-fiction, Richard Dawkins is always a good read As is Daniel Dennett, and, to some extent, Steven Pinker.
Cheers.
If you're looking for non-fiction, Richard Dawkins is always a good read As is Daniel Dennett, and, to some extent, Steven Pinker.
Cheers.
#99
Posted 10 November 2004 - 10:43 PM
@Bav You make it sound like acne...outbreak...
Or maybe that's just me
----------------------------
Repetition
The alarm blares inside my head.
Where light and colour were moments ago
There is a stark blackness.
I slam my hand madly
Several times
And the ringing stops.
How dare reality interrupt!
I only just drifted off.
I blink and again the alarm.
This time I see the angry red numbers.
I slowly reach out
To where I assume the switch is.
The light steals my sight
For a moment.
The pain is inconceivable.
I need to stop doing that
Every morning.
Or maybe that's just me
----------------------------
Repetition
The alarm blares inside my head.
Where light and colour were moments ago
There is a stark blackness.
I slam my hand madly
Several times
And the ringing stops.
How dare reality interrupt!
I only just drifted off.
I blink and again the alarm.
This time I see the angry red numbers.
I slowly reach out
To where I assume the switch is.
The light steals my sight
For a moment.
The pain is inconceivable.
I need to stop doing that
Every morning.
#100
Posted 22 September 2004 - 11:26 PM
Aimless - very profound
little ditty:
Fly
You say you love me
and I feel your love
hard
crushing
rushing towards me
you love me like a windshield loves a fly
little ditty:
Fly
You say you love me
and I feel your love
hard
crushing
rushing towards me
you love me like a windshield loves a fly