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Criticism. Poetry anyone? |
Show me where I was quick to dispense criticism, please. I don't see any in this exchange. Perhaps you're thinking of a different thread or a different person.
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Grayed skyline through an edge of glass
A springloaded black desk light cranes to help My eyes squint and I can feel the tinge on the right, near the back move the neck, ear to shoulder Did that get it? nah. still there. |
a trenchcoat smells like rain
puddles splashing silently in my memory as a child at school i stand in line the gray day feels like wet heavy pain we stand in the hallway line so violently it all just stays the same rivulets distort, raindrops dot behind the window pane eyelids get heavy watching the buses stop it all melts into evening, night dinner tv time on the carpet, bed already? lie awake in the dark until i fade away into tomorrow and do it again again ah gayne |
I was just fuckin' around. Everybody quit bein' dicks.
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dun dickin'
dun fuckin' blame flin'. |
Last night I dreamed I was svelte in a bikini,
This morning I day-dreamed of Chinese buffet, This afternoon I'm worrying about speed dating; Why don't my thoughts match up? In truth though, I am happy with myself. I have started to feel my own self-worth; I am loved for who I am, not just by cats. My dreams are robust enough to be walked on. |
sundae-me likey
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You got nothing. |
I'll take the high road
And you take the low road And I'll be in Scotland afore ye..... |
Oh ffs, this is the Spontaneous Poem thread people, can we not keep this one free of conflict?
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I'm trying.
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Hear the bison as they fall
Tumbling hooves heard through the wall Pride in every muffled blow Mangled heap is red and raw Hear the silence as they thaw Ecstasy heard through the wall Air is wet, morning dim Laughter lost within the maw |
you know what? I'm taking two poetry courses this quarter and I'm gonna be in yur thread steelin' yur poims. HA! just TRY to stop me!
(for those of you who are literal moralists, I am kidding. got that? KIDDING) |
I think we should vote for a Poet Laureate of the Cellarnet.
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