Denny Colt
Sidekick Ledger
A man can be destroyed but not defeated.
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Post by Denny Colt on Nov 8, 2010 19:16:34 GMT -5
Little know this but my secret love is poetry so here is where we can discuss poetry, poets, and maybe the brave ones share their own poems.
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Post by Power NeXus on Nov 8, 2010 20:13:11 GMT -5
'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
did gyre and gimble in the wabe
All mimsy were the borogroves
And the momeraths outgrabe
Beware the Jabberwock, my son
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jub-Jub bird
And shun the frimious Bandersnatch
He took his vorpal sword in hand
Long time the manxome for he sought
So rested he by the Tum-tum tree
And stood a while in thought
And as an uffish thought he stood
The Jabberwock, with eyes aflame
Came whiffling though the tulgy wood
And burbled as it came
One two! One two! And through and through!
The vorpal sword went snicker-snack
He left it dead, and with it's head
He went galumphing back
And has thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beemish boy!
Oh, frabjous day, calloo, callay!
He chortled in his joy
'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe
All mimsy were the borogroves
And the momeraths outgrabe
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Post by Power NeXus on Nov 8, 2010 20:13:54 GMT -5
I had to memorize that when I was in middle school. For some reason, I still remember every word.
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Post by Crom-Cruach on Nov 8, 2010 22:15:19 GMT -5
Most of the poetry I like are epic poems...
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Post by Power NeXus on Nov 9, 2010 12:10:29 GMT -5
Haikus are easy
But sometimes they don't make sense
Refrigerator
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Denny Colt
Sidekick Ledger
A man can be destroyed but not defeated.
Posts: 83
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Post by Denny Colt on Nov 9, 2010 23:30:06 GMT -5
'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves did gyre and gimble in the wabe All mimsy were the borogroves And the momeraths outgrabe Beware the Jabberwock, my son The jaws that bite, the claws that catch! Beware the Jub-Jub bird And shun the frimious Bandersnatch He took his vorpal sword in hand Long time the manxome for he sought So rested he by the Tum-tum tree And stood a while in thought And as an uffish thought he stood The Jabberwock, with eyes aflame Came whiffling though the tulgy wood And burbled as it came One two! One two! And through and through! The vorpal sword went snicker-snack He left it dead, and with it's head He went galumphing back And has thou slain the Jabberwock? Come to my arms, my beemish boy! Oh, frabjous day, calloo, callay! He chortled in his joy 'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe All mimsy were the borogroves And the momeraths outgrabe Is your name Jervis Tetch? |
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Post by Power NeXus on Nov 10, 2010 22:11:04 GMT -5
'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves did gyre and gimble in the wabe All mimsy were the borogroves And the momeraths outgrabe Beware the Jabberwock, my son The jaws that bite, the claws that catch! Beware the Jub-Jub bird And shun the frimious Bandersnatch He took his vorpal sword in hand Long time the manxome for he sought So rested he by the Tum-tum tree And stood a while in thought And as an uffish thought he stood The Jabberwock, with eyes aflame Came whiffling though the tulgy wood And burbled as it came One two! One two! And through and through! The vorpal sword went snicker-snack He left it dead, and with it's head He went galumphing back And has thou slain the Jabberwock? Come to my arms, my beemish boy! Oh, frabjous day, calloo, callay! He chortled in his joy 'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe All mimsy were the borogroves And the momeraths outgrabe Is your name Jervis Tetch? Nooo..... Who is Jervis Tetch, and what does he have to do with the Jabberwocky? |
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Post by Crom-Cruach on Nov 10, 2010 23:16:04 GMT -5
Who is Jervis Tetch, and what does he have to do with the Jabberwocky? He's the mad hatter and in the batman comics, when he's at his most insane, he speaks only in Alice in Wonderland quotes. |
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MrsHalJordan
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Courage is easy when you can't die.
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Post by MrsHalJordan on Dec 3, 2010 12:00:54 GMT -5
I love War poems. Flanders Fields is my favorite. Even cooler so, I went to Europe and went to the road where John McRae wrote it and such. They had the poem written out there and stuff, real nice. I still remember every word of it too; In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie,
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.  |
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Post by Strafe Prower on Dec 7, 2010 0:32:10 GMT -5
Loved the mad hatter as a character.
Robert Frost is beast.
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Post by Power NeXus on Mar 8, 2011 23:32:13 GMT -5
Felis Cattus, is your taxonomic nomenclature,
an endothermic quadruped carnivorous by nature?
Your visual, olfactory and auditory senses
contribute to your hunting skills, and natural defenses.
I find myself intrigued by your subvocal oscillations,
a singular development of cat communications
that obviates your basic hedonistic predilection
for a rhythmic stroking of your fur, to demonstrate affection.
A tail is quite essential for your acrobatic talents;
you would not be so agile if you lacked its counterbalance.
And when not being utilized to aide in locomotion,
it often serves to illustrate the state of your emotion.
O Spot, the complex levels of behaviour you display
connote a fairly well-developed cognitive array.
And though you are not sentient, Spot, and do not comprehend,
I nonetheless consider you a true and valued friend.
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Post by Lunacyde Prime on Mar 9, 2011 1:04:18 GMT -5
Here's some original poetry I wrote.
I Mean Every Word
Your eyes are my window frame
Your heart is my beat
Your fingertips are my flame
So touch my skin, let me feel your heat
Please tell me you feel the same
Cuz I'm dying to hear the words
And we can paint your walls with memories
Till they fade away with age
Sepia toned images, page to page
Page to Page
And we'll walk together in the rain
Cuz it's better than sunshine alone
We'll listen to the drops running down our skin
Singing sweetly with our song, it can't be wrong
To want to watch the sun
To want to dry your eyes
Standing side by side
Eyes opened to the skies
It's good enough for me to be tangled up in you
It's enough to feel the tremble of your touch
To hear the breaths as your chest rises and falls
And I'm waiting for the sands, to wash away our fingerprints
The ones which mark our bodies, with which we feel each other
The ones that tattoo our skin, the graffiti which we cover
Our entire bodies, a canvas for one another
The artwork is our lives, painted by each other
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Lance
Team Buster Ledger
It's never Lupus
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Post by Lance on Mar 17, 2011 10:25:41 GMT -5
Here's some original poetry I wrote. I Mean Every Word Your eyes are my window frame Your heart is my beat Your fingertips are my flame So touch my skin, let me feel your heat Please tell me you feel the same Cuz I'm dying to hear the words And we can paint your walls with memories Till they fade away with age Sepia toned images, page to page Page to Page And we'll walk together in the rain Cuz it's better than sunshine alone We'll listen to the drops running down our skin Singing sweetly with our song, it can't be wrong To want to watch the sun To want to dry your eyes Standing side by side Eyes opened to the skies It's good enough for me to be tangled up in you It's enough to feel the tremble of your touch To hear the breaths as your chest rises and falls And I'm waiting for the sands, to wash away our fingerprints The ones which mark our bodies, with which we feel each other The ones that tattoo our skin, the graffiti which we cover Our entire bodies, a canvas for one another The artwork is our lives, painted by each other This is pretty damn impressive, Luna |
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Post by Lunacyde Prime on Mar 17, 2011 11:40:47 GMT -5
Thanx. I try. Or well used to lol
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