Tintagiles
on ... by logun2002ya
28 Oct 2002, 8:00 PM
Quite obvious you were never good in English. I'll let you in on a secret: 'I', as in the pronoun that means 'me', is spelt 'I', not 'eye'. 'Eye' is your eye, as in the gooey thing stuck in your skull you use to see. Much quicker to just write 'I'.
This is amusing. But it could be such better poetry, and just as funny. I judge it as poetry and deem it bad.
The last two or three lines are perhaps of value.
Yes I can. Can you cradle live flopping fish in the dark with a George Forman grill?
Oi. You had to have been there... it was funny. My friends and I were just playing with wax.. but I used it as a metaphor for the way I feel about someone....This one is confusing. haha
don't listen to DA; by the way, he *loves* to be called that--it stands for... lousy on ludes...or was that laid over linguine...or lucid on lsd...i forget.
Use your initiative, for fuck's sake. I searched for 'what does LOL mean' on Google and it came up with about a million results.
h-- i dyed my hair red today. you want a bitch slap? maria's only 14; i'm a little more and then some. and i'm red again, so get the fuck out the way. there is a power in red hair that i need right now. ask mrs.g. has she red? has she ever? what a goddess-trip it is. esp. long red hair. damn. still want a bitch slap? come on, von trapp... i am a reala poeta...and my aim is true
felixthecat
on The wonderful happy relationship between two wonderful and caring people by Dark Angle
28 Oct 2002, 4:01 PM
very very very funny. I've never laughed this much while reading a poem before. Not that I actually laughed 'out loud' this time either, but I did what I seem to do when I sit in a room by myself and then read something funny: which is to laugh visibly but silently, probably giving the impression that I'm trying to cough up a furball.
A great poem. Like one of the old ballads, striking, dreamlike imagery, full of love and death. I like the repition of the 'thirty times' theme. The mermaid pulling her hair in anger and then disappearing is not a picture I'll forget, or Satan saying 'pooh-pooh', or the one year old child riding on the back of the storm, snatching the last page of the diary from the wind and singing it. Like something by William Blake.
As my prize, then, can you this time tell me (or anyone else kind or naive enough) tell me what 'LOL' means. I'm at a loose end when it comes to dealing with text-talk or whatever it's called!
well i guess, i'm going to give up cussing now, and drink a glass of insta-mature(cuz i'm hurting all of the sensitive poets feelings, and so on "reala poetas" deserve more appropriate and positive criticism)...there.better. FUCK! burnt my tongue..umm.great layout yeah..tricky. clever. deep.yeah.
p.s for those of you who need to know the real truth behind anothers feelings about your work, go fucking read it to your shrink or your priest, but don't expect to put fucking trash up in front of someone who takes poetry mucho serioso (like me and darkangle and lonedisco29.5, and not get bitch slapped) i hope i make you cry, and your dad and your boyfriend come And beat me up..cuz i'm fucken ready beeatch, and i got a set of tube steak glow in the dark helmets for the lot of you. whose your daddy now? oh nice poem. really 8.
Yes. I'm a serial pervert. You win the prize.
Clever layout and succinctly put. I agree with zzinnia66, this is one of your best. Good stuff! :)
What are you, some kind of serial pervert?
you should've seen what that bird shit on...PS> don't get stoned at the park if you have a notebook...
correct, manipulation is hardly a lie...it is presenting an opinion drafted from your own brain for the sole purpose of trying to make someone give/get you what you want without asking for it directly...lies are just wrong, so very very wrong. in all though, you are very correct in your statement about love. its quite sad actually for that to be true.
ssh...stay calm...i'm still here.
why must i always be reminded of that one bad trip...why i ask? on a side note, chocolate dildos melt really really quick.