littlewhipmaker
Demon Disciple
Who understands pleasure, without a little pain...
Posts: 438
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Post by littlewhipmaker on Jan 3, 2005 0:47:04 GMT -5
A pool of words drips from quill. Meanings converge this vernacular seal.
Cannot confine technicolor rains, Poetic emesis tabula rasa stains.
Thoughts clean purged with simple ink. Emotions expressed with lyrical link.
The muse sighs, inspiration expands. And with a flourish the artists hands dip the quill and quickly commence to compose these words that make no sense.
"I don't know, and I don't care. Will you please eat my underwear."
The poor muse grows faint and coughs and cries. On this travesty of poetry quickly chokes to demise.
The moral here is easy to surmise Don't write bad poetry and nobody dies.
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Post by carpenoctern on Jan 3, 2005 0:48:53 GMT -5
i like this one, especially the last stanza. Great write
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Post by Aish on Jan 5, 2005 11:48:40 GMT -5
["I don't know, and I don't care. Will you please eat my underwear." ] Such secrets she shares! LOL Still makes me chuckle, Teeneener, diggin' it today! ;D
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Post by chris on Jan 5, 2005 12:29:50 GMT -5
That was freakin awesome! I love that last stanza, so harsh, yet so true.
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Post by Yossarian on Jan 6, 2005 8:20:22 GMT -5
a mixture of lush poetic writing and sharp wit...wonderfully written, whippy, the beginning in particular was great....powerful imagery...
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Bronte
Dark Initiate
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Post by Bronte on Jan 10, 2005 12:28:38 GMT -5
LOL...oh Whippy....your going to be the death of me you know? I love this...so amusing....brings forth memories of so much shared laughter. It's a beautiful thing. Write on..... :cheesyface:
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queenie
Demon Disciple
Timor mortis conturbat me.
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Post by queenie on Jan 19, 2005 20:53:29 GMT -5
Loved the edible undies and the last stanza was fabtastic. Made me chuckle.
Q
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Post by carpenoctern on Jan 23, 2005 13:22:35 GMT -5
Ha! I'm back! This has to be one of my favourite posted on this board. Nice stuff, once again
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