INTRANSIT
on Digging by Dovina
7 Dec 2004, 4:07 PM
I think -diggables- demeans the rest of the poem. Just for fun, You might use the mild rhyme and the beat from "of brimstone hot and water cold" ,patterning it that way.
My wife just gave me an early birthday gift. A 1907 publishing of: Tennyson- Day by Day. I would suggest leaving "group" and indulging until your mind is bulging. I'm gong to slap myself now.
To covet is to yearn after. But I would not covet the same brace of buttocks you would, even if we are both tempted, as we are, by all braces of buttocks we see. Tempting is not something I do, except hopefully to certain others. Coveting I do, and not to others. To the extent that it’s a sin, I sin in coveting, but if being tempted were a sin, then sin is unavoidable. So, shun the temptation of those buttocks, and sin not. Good day.
"Oh lets rejoice that happy" ???
your bad!
As always, razor sharp and clean. Amazing what stress does for the inspiration eh?
No amount of nonsensical smut -filled commenting could ever bring this poem down.
photophobe-chuckle.
THANK YOU!!! Though the debate over such thoughts can inspire interesting poetry. If nothing else.
Makes me want to stand up in a room full of poets and say, "Hi. My name is Dan. I'm a poem-holic."
I think horus8 might be dead
Cunt
If someone threatened to blow up a school unless you thought perverted things and wrote them down, would those perverted thoughts corrupt your inner cavern?
Wow. That's the most original Christmas thought ever. It's so important that we stop to think, at least once, about the true meaning of Christmas. Because in today's fast paced world of microwave dinners and plastic toys (as opposed to the more traditional woods), baby Jesus has been lost, only to be replaced by a giant Sony Dreamcast Cube (or whatever it is the little brats like to play with these days).
"lacks chemistry" lol