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03-18-2005, 03:34 PM | #81 (permalink) |
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Damn....that hurt even to read....One can only hope it comes from a wonderful imagination, rather than a life lesson.
Extremely well metered and clear in message...well done.
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03-19-2005, 04:50 AM | #82 (permalink) |
Forget me not...
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Nice to hear a word of encouragement, Tecoyah. Thank you. Can't help but post what's on my mind at 5 or 6 am, after I wake up from a bad dream...somehow, though, none of my poems lately seem to be as good as they could be...
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03-19-2005, 06:10 AM | #83 (permalink) |
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No poem ever written is as good as it could be.
That IMO is what makes art what it is.....imperfection creates something Unique. We fight within For perfect Muse We never win Instead confuse The line I thought But never Use Is soon Forgot And wasted.....My muse Abused
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03-24-2005, 05:47 PM | #84 (permalink) |
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From writing challenge #10
Rest your eyes upon my fragile, delicate frame, I'm alone in the land that I've seen since I was born, men with guns for my mothers death they blame, they as in those that fly, the birds that watched the moments of her death, those that witnessed her final breath, they saw her die... How hard is a life that doesn't know how hard a hard life is? What was that? Dangers lurk just beyond the stream, behind a tree, had I sensed this, I would've been quick to flee, What was that? Again! I freeze, so still, my hearing, so shrill... BOOM!! I hear the sound, I do not wait, I do not think to hesitate, my fate, sealed not this time, so sublime, so far, so fast, through the forest I run, a predator, my killer, just one, for now, this battle I've won. I have heard from those with wings, they that skate the sky, tales of the world beyond the trees only they can spy, from their point of view so far, so high explaining the desire to kill a doe, to redeem what I'm worth, in danger of all predators since my birth, to be wary of all until I return to the earth, below me, will show me, no pain, no hurt, once I'm a part of the dirt, after these times I must be alert, to stay alive, I continue to strive, peace will be known instead, once my body is a shell, the earth accepts it's friend, a deer, wolf, even a bird, any life force, once begun now recycled, comes to live again.
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For example, I find that a lot of college girls are barbie doll carbon copies with few differences...Sadly, they're dumb, ditzy, immature, snotty, fake, or they are the gravitational center to orbiting drama. - Amnesia620 |
03-24-2005, 06:24 PM | #85 (permalink) |
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Time
as my watch ticks my mind's tricks are played tossed like a spade, in a game a game like "Go Fish" the main course in last night's dinner fish, ugh, what a winner in the great race this marathon we all call existance we are all a part of a single consciousness a land where we speak our mind, where we speak so freely talking like we can do this or that while on our asses we've only sat all you're doing is talking the talk too lazy to walk the walk around the corner we're not motivated to go to the store we trample across the floor after the cashier's mopping job just done we tread with little care with muddy shoes the proof stays within the work that the cashier has put into all that he has done and will strive for he will continue to strive because he knows he's alive are we? will we ever be? who are you and who am I? Is there a reason to live or to die? You see who I am how I'm dressed you make a face in your corduroy vest the best money can buy? Why? Fuck you fuck you for making me think about you your snotty look upon your ugly face erase make it disappear before it's my turn then you'll learn that a sneer like that is shit you should've quit while you were ahead I don't remember never to care about what I had to say no way were you ever there so how is it fair? That you are able to never lay your cards upon the table and still succeed where I have failed in my years my tears the tears that ran down my cheeks for weeks speaks words you can never say fuck you for making me explain it this way.
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For example, I find that a lot of college girls are barbie doll carbon copies with few differences...Sadly, they're dumb, ditzy, immature, snotty, fake, or they are the gravitational center to orbiting drama. - Amnesia620 |
03-24-2005, 06:45 PM | #86 (permalink) |
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Upon my lips you lay your kiss,
but a kiss such as this, is not upon the lips above, but upon the lips below, you know, what kind of kiss, is this, such bliss, I feel, as I squeal, with you laying between my knees, as two young lovers, explore a piece of humanity, what makes us free, is our want and our need, our internal greed, that which heals us also makes us bleed... I giggle and wiggle, as your tongue moves about, no doubt, our desire is strong, in our song, they way our bodies move, as your hardness finds my groove, parting ways, my body obeys, then it tightly clenches, wrenches, in waves I cannot say were less than ecstacy, I expect to be, you and me this way, to stay, ok, well rather, maybe I pray... I've given you something now exchanging turns, my hearts afire as it passionately burns, out of me you slip, spent, juices lent, with dread my stomach churns. But with sudden surprise, you take me as your prize, your gift, this, my spirits, does lift, no drift, not miffed, I connect with you like none, a beautiful story has begun...
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For example, I find that a lot of college girls are barbie doll carbon copies with few differences...Sadly, they're dumb, ditzy, immature, snotty, fake, or they are the gravitational center to orbiting drama. - Amnesia620 |
03-24-2005, 07:55 PM | #87 (permalink) |
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You see that girl over there
she thinks she's nothing, no one all her life she's stupid, retarded or dumb she doesn't care any longer shes stronger than she knows and so it goes so the story goes... All the questions in her mind no answer could she find time must rewind make them see the beauty within me please stop being so blind. But yet they chose to persist, finding faults on their list enforced with fists, upon her face, the bruises trace, where she tried to resist. An unaware eye at first glance, where they choose to dance, taking their chance where she lost at what cost her pride's confident stance.
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For example, I find that a lot of college girls are barbie doll carbon copies with few differences...Sadly, they're dumb, ditzy, immature, snotty, fake, or they are the gravitational center to orbiting drama. - Amnesia620 Last edited by Amnesia620; 03-25-2005 at 02:38 AM.. |
03-25-2005, 09:03 AM | #88 (permalink) |
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So, you want to pretend...
*This one's title is actually displayed - chosen inexplicably*
You want to act like you know something? silence gives others reason to think you're wise, by opening up your mouth you remove all doubt, words worth nothing but shit come out, they just fall out what do you want now? I couldn't give less of shit about your sex life, with details about you "getting some", please, stop your humming, and your fingers from drumming, on my desk and it's table top, please stop, just stop... Cause the subject to drop, make your voice stop, rattling off in my ear, is all that you've allowed me to hear, the outside world noise would surround, if you weren't around, around me, so please let it die, don't even wonder and ask why, this subject should die, you see, that is for me to know, not for me to spell-out, scream, shout, though I've begun to doubt, my chances to win this debate, am I too late? Fate... Wait...what now? oh, that's...just great, can't you hush? Quiet! Shut Up! Shush! Hey now, look, I'm sorry, don't turn away, don't be so upset, don't fret, I've hurt your feelings I bet, the way I've handled this matter, these things, I really didn't mean everything I said, I lost my head, and in the end, I know I will regret what I'm now saying, once again I'll be praying, oh, how I should've listened to my gut, and let you go away while... I kept my mouth shut.
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For example, I find that a lot of college girls are barbie doll carbon copies with few differences...Sadly, they're dumb, ditzy, immature, snotty, fake, or they are the gravitational center to orbiting drama. - Amnesia620 |
03-25-2005, 09:59 PM | #90 (permalink) |
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Thank you, JRVA, I'm glad to hear that. Feel free to enjoy it as much and as often as you like.
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For example, I find that a lot of college girls are barbie doll carbon copies with few differences...Sadly, they're dumb, ditzy, immature, snotty, fake, or they are the gravitational center to orbiting drama. - Amnesia620 |
03-26-2005, 09:45 PM | #91 (permalink) |
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tecoyah - thank you. Thank you for all of your kind words, your support, your friendship, thank you for being you. You've made me realize how much I should appreciate my friends...even more, the ones I have a unique, direct, uninterrupted connection with. You're a great person, friend, and moderator. I'm not the only one that appreciates you, however, I am unique in what I appreciate you for. You've made me smile with your poetry and your honesty about my work...you've answered questions that I had no answers for, you've helped me to think about things I hadn't yet.
Thank you. You've helped me to grow. You will always, regardless of the past, present or future, be considered an ally and friend. And in that, you are great.
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For example, I find that a lot of college girls are barbie doll carbon copies with few differences...Sadly, they're dumb, ditzy, immature, snotty, fake, or they are the gravitational center to orbiting drama. - Amnesia620 |
03-27-2005, 05:29 AM | #92 (permalink) |
Illusionary
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Bide the Wiccan Law ye must,
In Perfect Love, in Perfect Trust Eight Words the Wiccan Rede Fulfill: And Ye Harm None, Do As Ye Will And Ever Mind the Rule of Three What Ye Send Out , Comes Back to Thee Follow This with Mind an Heart And Merry Ye Meet, And Merry Ye Part
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03-27-2005, 10:13 PM | #93 (permalink) |
Forget me not...
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Thank you for displaying that, Tecoyah. That works perfectly here. I wish everyone would live by this. Maybe someday the world will be naturally utopian...it's a hope, I suppose...
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For example, I find that a lot of college girls are barbie doll carbon copies with few differences...Sadly, they're dumb, ditzy, immature, snotty, fake, or they are the gravitational center to orbiting drama. - Amnesia620 |
03-31-2005, 02:37 PM | #95 (permalink) |
Forget me not...
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To push the thought out
or let the thought die she's never the one willing to let sleeping dogs lie. To not think of tecoyah she doesn't dare have the nerve to push these thoughts away causing them to lose their verve. To encourage them and to be to welcome them all into her mind ensures a good thought to stay there and a short break from the mental grind When drinking in vision of one close to home accepting of mission no longer alone No tears in the offing or fear in this heart for though it is daunting we cant be apart A connection of importance friendship made from chance from this, anyone will ever get the most memories ever set in time's hands now they are only the wind knows how far as far as the wind ever blows secrets of one the other knows And so in this cradle of safety and care no reason to worry no danger is there I offer no labels or reasons to cry I tell you no fables is pointless to try If only in wording A feeling I send of someone who knows you a mind loving friend Any harm to a friend is harm I bind reflecting smiles so brightly shined blessed with two minds lovely views a win win world where no one can lose. Thank you, Tecoyah. This poem would have been nothing without you.
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For example, I find that a lot of college girls are barbie doll carbon copies with few differences...Sadly, they're dumb, ditzy, immature, snotty, fake, or they are the gravitational center to orbiting drama. - Amnesia620 |
04-04-2005, 09:01 AM | #96 (permalink) |
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Fighting with my heart
suffering in my mind the world around me everyone is so blind I'm the one with sight only I can see all the things around all thats before me
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For example, I find that a lot of college girls are barbie doll carbon copies with few differences...Sadly, they're dumb, ditzy, immature, snotty, fake, or they are the gravitational center to orbiting drama. - Amnesia620 |
04-07-2005, 09:42 AM | #98 (permalink) |
Forget me not...
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Thank you, tec...once again, thank you.
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For example, I find that a lot of college girls are barbie doll carbon copies with few differences...Sadly, they're dumb, ditzy, immature, snotty, fake, or they are the gravitational center to orbiting drama. - Amnesia620 |
04-07-2005, 10:45 AM | #99 (permalink) |
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I've been awake all night, again,
the darkness has slipped away, enchanted by the light of my computer, now dimmed by the light of a new day... The knowledge within my machine, held within pages of the internet, has me compelled to learn more, it has become a life-long asset... Each day off and also after work, this habit of mine has remained so, I spend hours of time just absorbing, forever curious is my need to know... First I search for an explanation, the reason to it remains undefined, the purpose to which it exists, becomes a challenge to find... Then I suddenly give up on it, and I decide to take a break, in just reading my cousin's page, increases my concern for her sake... For anyone who cares to hear, this news now turns my gut, to know that my cousin's arms, are what she's chosen to cut... Then Andy comes home early, with gossip of someone's life, our friend's secret is discovered, an intimate act not with his wife... One second of time and I deny, speaking all the reasons for doubt, giving all the reasons of rationale, trying to understand and figure it out... His wife is about to have a baby, she is equally my dear friend also, the rumor is bound to be revealed, this secret is one I'm ashamed to know...
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For example, I find that a lot of college girls are barbie doll carbon copies with few differences...Sadly, they're dumb, ditzy, immature, snotty, fake, or they are the gravitational center to orbiting drama. - Amnesia620 |
04-07-2005, 11:11 AM | #100 (permalink) |
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Fade To Black
No no let me explain...
wait, now, that's not rain, each drop is a moment of pain, it's beginning to flood, though I am thankful it's not blood, my conciousness would fade, before I laid, in the bed I just made, my life was once celebrated, and my face was elated, now I am no more, the one thing I abhorr, right to my own core, I look upon my empty face, a placeless person with a place, now a part of a new space.
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For example, I find that a lot of college girls are barbie doll carbon copies with few differences...Sadly, they're dumb, ditzy, immature, snotty, fake, or they are the gravitational center to orbiting drama. - Amnesia620 Last edited by Amnesia620; 11-23-2005 at 09:26 PM.. |
04-08-2005, 11:13 PM | #101 (permalink) |
Oh dear God he breeded
Location: Arizona
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Well, you have been busy girl. SOrry it's been so long sense I stopped in here and took a read. Good stuff. I need to start cranking out some new words myself. It's always nice to get a peek into that that mind of yours. It's an intresting place to be.
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04-09-2005, 02:19 AM | #102 (permalink) | |
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I'm sorry I missed you this evening...work has been exhausting, there's been drama here and there , something's are just...well...unorganized right now...I look forward to reading more of your work, Seer, as always...your poems blow any of my shit out of the water.
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For example, I find that a lot of college girls are barbie doll carbon copies with few differences...Sadly, they're dumb, ditzy, immature, snotty, fake, or they are the gravitational center to orbiting drama. - Amnesia620 |
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04-16-2005, 04:12 PM | #103 (permalink) | |
It's All About The Ass!!
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My only regret is I waited too long to provide more quotes . Asta!!
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04-23-2005, 04:29 AM | #104 (permalink) |
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Please, please stop, just let me go,
Your memory has just plagued me so, Now the happiness my life does lack, Is all because I just want you back. I didn't see how I would be a mess, As in each day of my life I progress, Each memory is cloaked within sorrow, As I fight to forget you again tomorrow.
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For example, I find that a lot of college girls are barbie doll carbon copies with few differences...Sadly, they're dumb, ditzy, immature, snotty, fake, or they are the gravitational center to orbiting drama. - Amnesia620 |
04-24-2005, 03:35 AM | #105 (permalink) |
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As always, a well written piece. Clear image sent to the reader and meaning hidden between the lines.
I would remove "just" from the second line. But that is just my call. Always a pleasure to read you Amnesia
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04-24-2005, 03:55 AM | #106 (permalink) |
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I agree with you, tecoyah.
I'm glad to be a part of that which brings a stream of sunlight into your, and others, lives. If that makes any sense...
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For example, I find that a lot of college girls are barbie doll carbon copies with few differences...Sadly, they're dumb, ditzy, immature, snotty, fake, or they are the gravitational center to orbiting drama. - Amnesia620 |
06-10-2005, 08:58 PM | #107 (permalink) |
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The tiniest ember
burning inside outlasting the others has finally died Those that didn't last are kept alive by the last little ember's thoughts which thrive Until it blinks out and is no longer there
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For example, I find that a lot of college girls are barbie doll carbon copies with few differences...Sadly, they're dumb, ditzy, immature, snotty, fake, or they are the gravitational center to orbiting drama. - Amnesia620 |
07-03-2005, 08:11 PM | #108 (permalink) |
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Is today the day
in which I stay no longer shall I drift away what to say some may pray no f****** way or "she's a nice lay" Hey Hey Hey I just may... only if it's okay...
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For example, I find that a lot of college girls are barbie doll carbon copies with few differences...Sadly, they're dumb, ditzy, immature, snotty, fake, or they are the gravitational center to orbiting drama. - Amnesia620 |
07-03-2005, 11:24 PM | #109 (permalink) |
It's All About The Ass!!
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Still coming out with good stuff. Glad we talked today and glad I checked back in here. Short but sweet are all 3 I hadn't read yet. The first is my favorite. Keep writing
Asta!!
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07-28-2005, 04:55 AM | #110 (permalink) |
Forget me not...
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In the corner
of the living room she sits quietly, alone, and just by looking at her one might dare assume that she isn't worth a shit. By chance, to someone she's a hottie though she looks kinda naughty but hey, now, she could be nice I'm not sure if that will suffice usually only for some loser the kind with no balls to even talk to her... Enter, "Stage Right", the Typical Asshole You know the type The Wham-Bam-Don't-Give-A-Damn That's right, you know the type The Jerk, The Real Loser The one who will charm her then harm her in some way... Wish I had a girl like her... If only I could get her to go for a guy like me... What'd I give to be an Asshole.
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For example, I find that a lot of college girls are barbie doll carbon copies with few differences...Sadly, they're dumb, ditzy, immature, snotty, fake, or they are the gravitational center to orbiting drama. - Amnesia620 |
07-28-2005, 07:18 PM | #111 (permalink) |
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Inside herself she sees someone I dont know
who is this frail soul of lost passion knowing herself as she does kidding herself each passing day lets some held emotion go part of my love with it in a fashion her only answer......because Killing herself and Me
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08-02-2005, 03:45 AM | #112 (permalink) |
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Well done once again, Tecoyah. I like it - touching on a deeper level...
Something destroyed so that something else could be created...I suppose...cycle of life...
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For example, I find that a lot of college girls are barbie doll carbon copies with few differences...Sadly, they're dumb, ditzy, immature, snotty, fake, or they are the gravitational center to orbiting drama. - Amnesia620 |
08-06-2005, 09:39 PM | #113 (permalink) |
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In any single instant,
a moment in time was frozen, like the smallest cube of ice, then dropped upon Reality's own plane, anticipation is what will entice, as if already we've been chosen, to never drop, forever to remain, in any single instant.
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For example, I find that a lot of college girls are barbie doll carbon copies with few differences...Sadly, they're dumb, ditzy, immature, snotty, fake, or they are the gravitational center to orbiting drama. - Amnesia620 |
08-25-2005, 07:18 PM | #114 (permalink) |
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Alright, everyone, I have continued my work in Shadows of my Soul Poetry - Chapter Two. Hope you all enjoy it and I'll be looking forward to your critiques.
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