Don-Quixote
on My plea for fair voting. by LuckyJoe
6 Oct 2003, 11:57 AM
oh shush, your case of numeral zero fever isnt half as bad as mine, dreamer supreme was a like a magnet, supremedreamer defied gravity twice (he also has been thinkin himself unhuman, but thats another story)
the only fully operational brainmachine is Y2kSlamPoet, who has gove undercover along with my last bottle of Peket...
but alas, we are all soon going to complete our formula for creating "something out of nothings" - we have ventured into godly terrain, and yet we are brave (or stupid enough) not to worry.
I dont think apologies will suffice since there will aways be a soul that dislikes you and anything that comes from you, (everyone has to go through this.. )
stop pleading, dust off your jeans and start keeping your head up.
perhaps they thought those seeds would grow.
9.
some deleted user
on some deleted poem
6 Oct 2003, 1:17 PM
I love the imagery here.
some deleted user
on some deleted poem
6 Oct 2003, 1:19 PM
Fabulous! Quite clever!
some deleted user
on some deleted poem
6 Oct 2003, 1:21 PM
I like that the ambiguity gives way to practicality in the end.
syntax can be important, you know.
amusing rhymes. but no vote.
phooey!
Wow, top notch product placement. How much did you get paid sitting at your desk coming up with that one. $650? $850.
sexual halloween.
Don-Quixote
on Ravens Flight - Voices of Spite (My First Ever Vilanelle) by Don-Quixote
6 Oct 2003, 3:37 PM
not too bad i think.. actually, it wasnt that hard- once i grasped the flow of it.. oh well, theres going to be more since i had fun writing one.
yep, good- but it could use smoothening like ~ said.
heres an eight.
?-Dave_Mysterious-?
on Ravens Flight - Voices of Spite (My First Ever Vilanelle) by Don-Quixote
6 Oct 2003, 4:26 PM
I like the way you used the lawyer as a metaphor for incest. -9-
"Gone, gone, gone.
Where am I again?
Where is home?"
I would drop this from the end entirely, otherwise mmmmmmm.
Ponderous, yet somehow still very tactile. -8-
So, on judgement day you shall deliver unto us a punchline?
shucks, all that puffin to say that? waste of wind sir, now my funny bones quiver.
heres a 7.
Christ! Where's my visine?
Incredible.
you forgot to smite the unworthy.
boo. hiss.
the middle isn't so hot, but the rest is wonderful.
I was looking at the Gothic Elvis pictures this morning. one is taped to my wall. the neutrality ones are lovely, especially Switzerland. I'll come too. There's chaos in those cuckoo clocks. Markie has been wearing a lot of short skirts with bright red high heels of late. Foxy.