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Post by xpurestxfeelingx on Aug 1, 2004 19:19:12 GMT -5
aw, that was so pretty! I'm glad that my little idea could help you use your talent. :smileyface:
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Post by LORDMORNINGSTAR on Aug 6, 2004 12:24:57 GMT -5
2 pictures placed before you disecting the scenes with scalpel vison such close simularities shadow, line focal point she's missing a nipple in the 1 on the left
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Post by littleskinny on Aug 18, 2004 17:03:12 GMT -5
next word Purest!! I need inspiration!
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Post by LORDMORNINGSTAR on Aug 18, 2004 17:04:45 GMT -5
yez pleaz flowerz needz water'n
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Post by xpurestxfeelingx on Aug 18, 2004 17:43:55 GMT -5
OVERFLOW
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Post by Lina Inverse on Aug 19, 2004 20:45:27 GMT -5
Flooding up Filling with Water Drowning in Depression Filling the void With nothing...
Man, that was only 7 lines, and I was already rushing to get it beyond 2! Ah well. This actually has some potential. Maybe i f I feel like it I'll put more than 30 seconds into it and work it into a decent poem.
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Post by xpurestxfeelingx on Aug 23, 2004 19:11:57 GMT -5
Lina,you will not believe how I love the last two lines of that poem...
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Post by littleskinny on Aug 25, 2004 14:46:07 GMT -5
I remember daylight bouncing away from my eyes and down the lawn. I remember children shrieking, racing in the sprinkler and slamming my door. I remember being swollen with pride, blooms like tears on my whitewashed cheeks when the children brought home their own. I remember the crunch of gravel on the driveway at Christmas, guests laughing, and warm light washing over the porch.
Now we're alone, you and I, just rocking. Tap-tap of old oak on tired tiles in the breeze disturbs the nap of this old, aching cottage. The windows are squinting at moss-strangled grasses, while ivy and memories block the overflow, trace creases in plaster - careless, weather-worn.
**** A bit too long on the time front....failed! But I like anyway!
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Post by Lina Inverse on Aug 27, 2004 0:48:57 GMT -5
Lina,you will not believe how I love the last two lines of that poem... The last two lines are by far my favorite part of the poem, too! It's that darn middle that I just had to hurry up and spit out or else I'd never reach the end in 30 seconds! And littleskinny---- who cares if you missed the time limit? You wrote a good poem!
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Post by LORDMORNINGSTAR on Aug 31, 2004 11:38:11 GMT -5
Within the confines of the great hall there lies a great horn overflowing ...without end it is said the mighty thor caused the oceans water line to fall ...with each vast gulp...
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Post by littleskinny on Sept 26, 2004 5:45:56 GMT -5
coolio...it's about time we had a bit of Norse on these boards....
and also about time we got a new word, methinks.....
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Post by LORDMORNINGSTAR on Sept 27, 2004 16:57:18 GMT -5
Thanks! & I concur!
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Post by fury on Oct 1, 2004 16:46:27 GMT -5
morbid glory filling renaissance faires polluting the soul of innocence vanity crusades overflowing with memoirs of love and intimidation drowining out purity into oblivion...
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Post by fury on Oct 24, 2004 15:23:56 GMT -5
new word, anyone??
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Post by LORDMORNINGSTAR on Nov 12, 2004 17:01:45 GMT -5
*( I do not mean to go over mis Purests head but this show must go on so, I am submitting the next word to run with)*
DIVISION
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