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- September 22nd, 2006, 2:40 pm
- Forum: The Poet's Eye by Lightning Rod
- Topic: Three Smart Fellers
- Replies: 7
- Views: 5927
Hey, L R,
I always read your 'Poet's Eye' essays and usually look forward to them. This one was no exception. Although the three stooges are quite funny, each in their own sort of way, I worry about them...or rather, not them, but their effect on us. They are like three chemicals that when kept separate remai...
- August 23rd, 2006, 12:05 pm
- Forum: Poetry
- Topic: Brahms, Merlot and I
- Replies: 6
- Views: 1566
- August 23rd, 2006, 12:04 pm
- Forum: Poetry
- Topic: Just a suggestion.
- Replies: 4
- Views: 1095
Responses!!! lol. Now I see what it takes to get a response. Hey, LR, missed you too, brother. Just came back from California - L.A. and 'HUMBOLDT COUNTY' to visit my son along with my daughter. Had a great time but it's always nice returning home, wherever that is. I am looking for a place to move ...
- August 23rd, 2006, 8:58 am
- Forum: Poetry
- Topic: Just a suggestion.
- Replies: 4
- Views: 1095
Just a suggestion.
If you look at the ratio of reads to replies in Creative Writing it is easy to see why this forum does not seem to grow much. People post because they want others to comment on their work. Why else would they post. It doesn't matter if the comment is constructive in nature or simply a statement of n...
- August 23rd, 2006, 8:52 am
- Forum: Poetry
- Topic: and i light a smoke having no idea what the fuck to write
- Replies: 4
- Views: 1081
Re: and i light a smoke having no idea what the fuck to writ
their faces in a mountains shadow they're evrywhere i am ##A good beginning but no follow up tie-in. a smoke a drink a laugh a few shots to the grill and waking up feeling ##A good picture emerging and imagery. could be death could be hangers holding me over right side hurts ##Good continuation of ...
- August 23rd, 2006, 8:43 am
- Forum: Poetry
- Topic: on one half of full bag o jacks
- Replies: 1
- Views: 709
- August 23rd, 2006, 8:39 am
- Forum: Poetry
- Topic: Brahms, Merlot and I
- Replies: 6
- Views: 1566
- August 21st, 2006, 11:24 am
- Forum: Poetry
- Topic: Brahms, Merlot and I
- Replies: 6
- Views: 1566
- August 20th, 2006, 11:33 pm
- Forum: Poetry
- Topic: put another buffalo in my jukebox baby...
- Replies: 9
- Views: 2799
- August 20th, 2006, 11:26 pm
- Forum: Poetry
- Topic: artistic porn
- Replies: 2
- Views: 849
- August 20th, 2006, 11:20 pm
- Forum: Poetry
- Topic: waiting for the second coming
- Replies: 8
- Views: 1693
'All the world's a stage.' Act one, scene two. Act two, scene three. What real difference? Cycles. Step off the stage and be amazed. "There are more things in heaven and earth than are dreamt of in your philosophy, Horatio." - Shakespeare. We were not meant to change the world, (we have no control o...
- August 20th, 2006, 11:13 pm
- Forum: Poetry
- Topic: Brahms, Merlot and I
- Replies: 6
- Views: 1566
Brahms, Merlot and I
Hues of burgundy emanate from half filled glass to soften life's black and white. Merlot and Brahms, flowing in harmony, plot alternate course through eve's looming tedium. Daylight drains in unison with dwindling glass, to release all impounded anxiety. Unplugged phone lines, defanged and venomless...
- August 19th, 2006, 8:09 pm
- Forum: Poetry
- Topic: Us and Them (first poem I ever wrote, 33 years ago)
- Replies: 4
- Views: 1169
- August 19th, 2006, 9:30 am
- Forum: Poetry
- Topic: Us and Them (first poem I ever wrote, 33 years ago)
- Replies: 4
- Views: 1169
Us and Them (first poem I ever wrote, 33 years ago)
Time after time, always, trying to rhyme my life with theirs, who seem without cares; who don't dare to question what life's really about, never stopping to ask or express any doubt. In amidst the crowd, so false and so loud, but don't speak of truth, "Come down off your cloud!" A stick in the mud, ...
- August 19th, 2006, 9:08 am
- Forum: ~GO!
- Topic: why suicide?
- Replies: 31
- Views: 11056
she unrolled the turkish carpet and found herself flattened in anticipation walked on for centuries looking up the ladies' skirts into gentlemen's trousers she felt the worst and the best of cobblestoned soles she saw that all were the same massive and plodding the few who flew were saluted she, fl...