| A poem is... Posted: 2/20/2007 7:27:39 PM | Playing with verse feelings or worse your mind | |
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| A poem is... Posted: 2/20/2007 7:53:39 PM | took me a few moments with that one, brolga,
a poem is underneath anticipating a poacher | |
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| A poem is... Posted: 2/20/2007 8:49:48 PM | every time she looked at me and every time she stopped looking | |
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| Complete the following: Posted: 2/20/2007 9:17:16 PM | compared to everyone else im so literal hahaha
A poem is like a crazy song Its been stuck inside for oh so long You want to belt it out and just sing But how, oh how do you start the thing
Do you say OH baby like so many others? Do you ask oh why do want to smother? Do you insult the world in all its glory? Or do you simply just tell the story?
So many ways to say one thing To rhyme, to lie, or put words on a string A poem is but a dream floating on nothing Really a poem is anything as long as it comes from something
Or somewhere... hmm i wonder could a poem drive you under yes i suppose it could just like a happy one should
Lift you up where you belong And keep you there, nice and strong it sure is curious isn't it that a poem takes some sort of wit
Intelligence isn't key but emotions need to run free You need to feel, yes feel the words maybe then it might just work
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| a poem is Posted: 2/22/2007 6:51:31 PM | a well-intentioned taxidermist's finely feathered mountain goat.
(This does not apply to any previous posters' poems or to any other poets, living or dead. It's just Brolga, with no brain tonight for more than 16 syllables, and just goofin' around .) | |
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| a poem is Posted: 2/23/2007 4:34:54 AM | | visceral fortunes cast by a well-intentioned taxidermist | |
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| a poem is Posted: 2/25/2007 5:17:32 AM | | a finely feathered taxidermist mounted (!) by a well-intentioned mountain goat. | |
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| a poem is Posted: 2/25/2007 5:20:38 AM | | a newborn baby's palm | |
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| a poem is Posted: 2/25/2007 6:45:06 AM | textured commentary | |
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| a poem is Posted: 2/25/2007 9:29:11 AM | goat mountin well... intentioned finely a taxidermist feathers
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| a poem is Posted: 2/25/2007 9:44:54 AM | mountain goat feathers catching first light on the iron cliffs; one last breath ushering the leap of faith.
Icarus Schmicarus. | |
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| A poem is... Posted: 2/25/2007 1:23:15 PM | a poem is..
Insiduous as thundering drops of rain, Coiled waiting deep in our brain.
Unstoppable, yes it's true Irrepressible and fun, leaving others with no clue!
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| A poem is... Posted: 2/25/2007 5:35:19 PM | the leap of faith when passion's elusive | |
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| A poem is... Posted: 3/9/2007 4:09:31 AM | the magic after the magician has left the stage the audience has shuffled out back to their very ordinary lives their obligatory sex or their drugs the auditorium is empty and silent except for the memories of things that are yet to happen | |
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| A poem is... Posted: 3/9/2007 12:16:33 PM | a poem is... all that which photos don't feel notes won't smell paint shant see thread tries to taste and clay can't hear
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Jer, the stage ghost is alive and well and feasting on the words of that last one... love it! | |
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| A poem is... Posted: 3/9/2007 12:20:31 PM | | I really liked that one Alyosha | |
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| A poem is... Posted: 3/9/2007 2:10:59 PM | a poem is the gentle release of the pain calmly revealing pent up stress a poem is so silly excuse me,i do regress
yes, a poem is the prose of gentle demise sometimes flagrant often wise it always conveys the meaning to which way the poet is leaning
be it politics,sorrow,self-pity or strife or simply a love song,an ode to "the wife" some get lengthy, brittle and old as well do poets(or so i am told)
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| a poem is... Posted: 3/9/2007 2:46:11 PM | | A ditty about your kitty | |
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| a poem is... Posted: 3/9/2007 3:29:13 PM | | drawing a picture with words | |
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| a poem is... Posted: 3/9/2007 7:52:52 PM | thoughts in a mind becoming sane ...... releasing of the initial pain... to become whole with out the vicious stain... to smile again without the painting of it all.... no word nor rhyme too big nor small.. yet throwing words set in a rhythmatic ball.... to heed to the answer of letting go of the once facefirst fall... to stand on two feet proud and tall... to look beauty in the mirror without the cry.. to see thru to a soul without bloodstained eyes.,.... to write of what is wanted in a life without vengence's alibi.... to love once again with all of oneself without the thought to run nor hide... a poem is internal emotions cascading inside....
~~Lisa Anne | |
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| a poem is... Posted: 3/16/2007 1:38:24 PM | a finely feathered taxidermist mounted (!) by a well-intentioned mountain goat.
... an immortal tale of being mortal. | |
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| a poem is... Posted: 3/19/2007 3:46:16 PM | Is the depth of my soul, forever changing,,,never wrong! A memory of what I love! Some part of me , left to love. My deepest feelings seeping from, the brain, that thinks it's come undone. The serous drainage, of a life. The ultimate pleasure, without the strife!
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| a poem is... Posted: 3/19/2007 10:18:45 PM | . Fly Eye Guy Fly . . Base jumping off today . Leap of faith will pay . Top of the cliff . Windy uplift . Chute didn’t do . Geez Oh screw . One last thing too . Twist my body I try . To Kiss my Azz Goodby | |
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| a poem is... Posted: 3/19/2007 10:43:19 PM | First Line Last Line.... Limb Ricks
mmmnkk.. here ya go!!!! eye guy
To kiss my azz Goodbye Twist my body twist my personality twist your thinking twist what you're drinking? twist your words like that again I'd think your ... well
I'll keep that to myself.. and get twisted
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| a poem is... Posted: 3/19/2007 11:39:25 PM | First line last line
twist your words like that again ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ I'd think your mindset is twisted. Twisted in the wind real slow Twisted like a soft hot pretzel From twisted soft pretzel dough
How twisted are you my dear Twist or Spooning your soft rear You would get twisted with beer Where did my twisted pretzel go
Roam 
alyosha has left the building Turn off the light! | |
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