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Post by SummerWolf on Oct 20, 2003 7:15:45 GMT -5
Call me an old fart, but I still remember that magnificent poetry thread we had here. Although..........I know most of us ain't the poem-ing kind, I still feel that it won't hurt to revive some old traditions.
OK, so I AM an old fart. =P
This here piece....was written in conjunction with some things and all that Castlevania madness I was going through. Yes yes, I know they're wimpy, but Soma kept running into Ghost Dancers and dying a stupid death. I suck.
Flitting daintily above the glass,
They dance their little songs,
Never seeing the jagged mirror
Beneath their flowery throng.
The glass broke down,
The flowers died,
The ghostly dancers faded
Into a lie.
Forgotten in swirling tides,
All the laughter they once shared,
Drowning in the shadows deep
Dying in the darkness there.
The glass broke down,
Cutting blood bleeds.
Their fragile trust
Falling to seed.
Full of life and laughter once,
The glass could not be mended.
So all the ghostly dancers fled
Never to return again.
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NoBaka
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Post by NoBaka on Oct 20, 2003 9:19:43 GMT -5
Ah, but you're a wonderful old fart who writes brilliant poetry.
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Post by kyuusei on Oct 20, 2003 9:24:14 GMT -5
YOU'RE an old fart? What does that make me? ;_;
Ack.. deja vu there. XD
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Post by SummerWolf on Oct 20, 2003 10:06:47 GMT -5
YOU'RE an old fart? What does that make me? ;_; Ack.. deja vu there. XD You're my wonderful older sister. =P As well as the wise and sagely person with a dash of yaoi humor. Or graveyard humor. Thankies! XD |
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Post by kyuusei on Oct 20, 2003 20:49:55 GMT -5
Seems to me that wise and sagely runs in this family then. XD
Both yaoi and graveyard humor are always (mostly?) good. Yup yup. =P
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Post by The dark prince on Oct 20, 2003 21:03:26 GMT -5
old people here? well so tf not that lonely anymore he has ppeople near his age then CLANG
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Post by kyuusei on Oct 20, 2003 22:05:30 GMT -5
Near? I'm almost three years older than TF. =P
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Post by The dark prince on Oct 20, 2003 22:07:47 GMT -5
Near? I'm almost three years older than TF. =P still near CLANG if your 50m then your a old bag |
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Post by kyuusei on Oct 20, 2003 22:11:18 GMT -5
I'm not 50. :P
Last I checked TF wasn't 47...
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Post by The dark prince on Oct 20, 2003 22:30:55 GMT -5
I'm not 50.  Last I checked TF wasn't 47... no if you 50 then your old but your not 50 so your not old |
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Forlorn
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Come grow old with me. The best is yet to be...
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Post by Forlorn on Oct 21, 2003 3:47:42 GMT -5
Wee!
::first comment dance::
VERY AWESOME! I love it, the flow is good. Wonderfully expressive style of writing, and morbidly fascinating. (Castlevania is a cool game!)
You know what I was i was thinking as i browsed and read poems (rather sceptical), jeez did this guy copy this from some book in some old library's basement? But for you it is a different story. In short, i loved the your poem, you are like the computer processor, putting analog info into digital, vice versa...In human terms, emotions into words; that's a gift, and the only way to survive.
Previous readers were probably in awe:). I hope you write MORE stuff like this!
::adds your page to Fav.::
*too much nonsense from me, I shut up right now.
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Post by SummerWolf on Oct 21, 2003 4:59:02 GMT -5
Wee! ::first comment dance:: VERY AWESOME! I love it, the flow is good. Wonderfully expressive style of writing, and morbidly fascinating. (Castlevania is a cool game!) You know what I was i was thinking as i browsed and read poems (rather sceptical), jeez did this guy copy this from some book in some old library's basement? But for you it is a different story. In short, i loved the your poem, you are like the computer processor, putting analog info into digital, vice versa...In human terms, emotions into words; that's a gift, and the only way to survive. Previous readers were probably in awe:). I hope you write MORE stuff like this! ::adds your page to Fav.:: *too much nonsense from me, I shut up right now. YOU HONOR ME! I hardly deserve such credit.... ;_; Although, I'll definitely write more stuff like this one. Why else would I start a thread? XD Just that production rates won't always be smooth...poetry mood comes in rather erratic cycles, sad to say... |
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Post by TerranigmaFreak (admin) on Oct 21, 2003 8:47:37 GMT -5
Yeah if you're an old fart then kyuusei and I are ancient fart. Great poem and I'm not 47 years old.
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Post by Sety on Oct 21, 2003 9:06:02 GMT -5
Right than maybe 46?
And I'll read later when I have time.
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Post by SummerWolf on Oct 23, 2003 9:25:26 GMT -5
More so-called poetry from yours truly. ^^ (If any of you want to join in, don't be shy)
Sometimes, somewhere, there is a night
When stars are torn asunder,
Revealing bits of falling dreams.
They fall, pattering
Onto rooftops, chimneys,
And the back of an old horse
Waiting in the cab’s stables.
With a careful thimbles and star-filled eyes
Poets scooped them up
And with them make their mead.
One drop of a dream fell
Down the chimney of a little boy’s room
And rolled into his bed.
And so to his mind,
The boy sprouted wings and flew to the stars,
Wishing the same wishes as faeries.
And he woke into the world,
The dream gone into the morning light,
Knowing what is precious.
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the fated meeting
