PoeMs R us!! ~~~~~~~~ Throw it Down...

[sackoweed]

Hey how the F do you shorten my post and put it in a quote box? i cant ever do it?

 

[kmk420kali]

Hey how the F do you shorten my post and put it in a quote box? i cant ever do it?

I quote what you said, then I highlight the part I want out...and hit backspace--

 

[sackoweed]

it keeps telling me i my msg is to short i must lengthen by at least one character... lmfao...

 

[kmk420kali]

it keeps telling me i my msg is to short i must lengthen by at least one character... lmfao...

You have to add something other than the quote--
Just hit "Enter", until the cursor is below the [/quote] thing...then type something--

 

[sackoweed]

You have to add something other than the quote
--

I see now thanx for the quick tutoring.. hehe...

sackO

 

[kmk420kali]

I'm just happy I got to use the word "Turds" in a rhyme without getting Negged!!

 

[sackoweed]

drop your rhymes here anytime, it wont be a crime
with dope signs and puffing times.
you will be stoended in the concession line
while thinking am i fine? what did i do with that dime?
wow im still in this same line, without my watch to even tell time..
ohh man wtf is it with this line? ohh well im outtie cos i hate to whine..

lmfao.. that is my poor attempt to go all vanilla ice up in here.. I will leave that to you and all that really can write.. my older son can write some cool stuff i will see if he isnt to busy to find em and send them to me.. peace n puffs.

sackO

 

[Buffalo Brown]

your woods


you loved me once
beneath these sticks of trees
naked in the grass, wild
stars danced between the cottonwoods
and we were song

but our verse is done
this place is too big for one; and pure
as an empty page, winter
swallows all but the brittle innuendo
of my footfalls in the snow

(though these are your woods i find
only poetry here)
.

"..and we were song but our verse is done..."
I like that.

 

[sackoweed]

take yer shoes off y'all come back now ya heeeear....? peace n puffs..

sackO

 

[eddie.saw]

What Has Become

Possibly the nights are becoming shorter
and your days are spoken with the wind
your flight wouldn't be possible without embracing wings
fly away alone again to a state of being no one can adore
the feathers keep falling and the tears keep drawing
pink in the puddle of red

 

[Strainbrain]

Thanks, Buff.

Wish I had more left... oh well. Different life.

 

[sackoweed]

you know you can post even if its not your writing.. all is welcome up in here.. have a good weekend.. puff puff puff pass..peace.

sackO

 

[arcticsun]

The Muse of Hyperborea
Clark Ashton Smith

Too far away is her wan and mortal face, and too remote are the snows of her lethal breast, for mine eyes to behold them ever. But at whiles her whisper comes to me, like a chill unearthly wind that is faint from traversing the gulfs between the worlds, and has flown over ultimate horizons of ice-bound deserts. And she speaks to me in a tongue I have never heard but have always known; and she tells of deathly things and of things beautiful beyond the ecstatic desires of love. Her speech is not of good or evil, nor of anything that is desired or conceived or believed by the termites of earth; and the air she breathes, and the lands wherein she roams, would blast like the utter cold of sidereal space; and her eyes would blind the vision of men like suns; and her kiss, if one should ever attain it, would wither and slay like the kiss of lightning.

But, hearing her far, infrequent whisper, I behold a vision of vast auroras, on continents that are wider than the world, and seas too great for the enterprise of human keels. And at times I stammer forth the strange tidings that she brings: though none will welcome them, and none will believe or listen. And in some dawn of the desperate years, I shall go forth and follow where she calls, to seek the high and beatific doom of her snow-pale distances, to perish amid her indesecrate horizons.

 

[arcticsun]

hey dudes, was writing another post in another thread when suddenly this poem came to me.- Figured, id just throw it down here aswell for keeps

Blessings all..

Poem "Mindfuck" by arcticsun

Consciously creating our reality, constantly,
continuously and instantly we manifest visuals.
The next level;
-A virtual, that mirrors limits!



Commanding then, the ground to walk,
my will, is stronger then the rock!
The thought, is lighter then the air!
It levitates over the sphere,
where it waves to me, down there.



That moment I became the truth,
fade away, yet regaining youth.
I've returned the sorrows and the worries,
I've held them safely, for the rightful owners.



Animating anonymous avatars,
Looking up for falling stars.
The animal in me becomes the wolf.
I call the pack, we run the woods.



The orders of the sorcerers surrounds your fortress,
you see them but its already hopeless.
Distress delivers icy cold shivers,
courtesy of the dream breeders.



Flashbacks so vivid,
escape from the prison.
My image clouds up your vision,
command you follow my mission!


I am the ancients,
I am the infants!
Deep in the mist,
the silhouette of a giant!


Marching down on Asa bay.
Morning fights to win the day.
Twilight lingers on the frey.
As the dusk leads you astray...


-The sun reminds us, of another way..
Indigo color covers sky.


Then in the clouds a patch of green,
behind a sight unseen.
We breed a little happy dream,
and things are as they've always seemed.


For on this patch, up in the clouds,
honesty is sown.
And there up on,
-the truth is there then grown!


When the sun returns as red,
summer lie on death bed.
The serpent threatens, a midgard beast!
Then we harvest truth as peace!

 

[Strykaar]

This is a poem I wrote many years back


Without You


One lost moment is one without you.
As time and eternity ebbs before me,
I think of you.
Your kiss,
the sweep that polishes my heart.
Without you I am lost to my own.
Without you I am but mortal.
Without you I am unable to sacrifice my own true desires for those which will help the better.
Without you, I stand here longing for something I cannot and will not have.
This is me in my final hour,
without you.

 

[sackoweed]

Nice, I havent been here for a bit sorry ya'll.. Thanx for sharin with us all especially those who write their own..

robert frost
FIRE AND ICE

Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favour fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.

 

[arcticsun]

Thanks for the Robert Frost poem sacko, I really like it

 

[wizberry]

“Think left and think right and think low and think high. Oh, the things you can think up if only you try!”
Dr. Seus ... bump

 

[bird]

a beautiful butterfly
came floating by
landed on my check
just below my eye
i said to my lil friend

get the fuck off of me bug

lol

 

[Strykaar]

This is a poem written by James A. Lindon. To those who have never seen it, give it a read, and see if you can find what's so peculiar about it... without googling it.

Doppelganger

Entering the lonely house with my wife
I saw him for the first time
Peering furtively from behind a bush --
Blackness that moved,
A shape amid the shadows,
A momentary glimpse of gleaming eyes
Revealed in the ragged moon.
A closer look (he seemed to turn) might have
Put him to flight forever --
I dared not
(For reasons that I failed to understand),
Though I knew I should act at once.

I puzzled over it, hiding alone,
Watching the woman as she neared the gate.
He came, and I saw him crouching
Night after night.
Night after night
He came, and I saw him crouching,
Watching the woman as she neared the gate.

I puzzled over it, hiding alone --
Though I knew I should act at once,
For reasons that I failed to understand
I dared not
Put him to flight forever.

A closer look (he seemed to turn) might have
Revealed in the ragged moon.
A momentary glimpse of gleaming eyes
A shape amid the shadows,
Blackness that moved.

Peering furtively from behind a bush,
I saw him for the first time,
Entering the lonely house with my wife.