Re: a comment on Dirty bomb, code name: PLUTONIUM by horus8	24-Dec-02/12:23 AM
they're t.s smelliot blow hards. i'd be careful they might take away your blue peter badge, and report you to the WMFOTW (wintermusefightersoftheworld).
Re: a comment on Dirty bomb, code name: PLUTONIUM by horus8	23-Dec-02/7:55 PM
now that's a damn shame. i only put some thought into the title. isn't it.
Re: a comment on I Can Write A Wrong, But I Can't Right A Poem by horus8	23-Dec-02/7:19 PM
i didn't say i finished, i said i had a diploma...yes children with a ged you too can make mr. poetry look like a transvestite searching for her wig in a black out, imagine what you can do with a bit of junior college. the possibilities? infinite.s
Re: The Coming Light by poetandknowit	23-Dec-02/4:44 PM
THE BONES OF WOE Golden are the bones of woe. Their brilliance has no place to go. It plunges inward, Spikes through snow. Of weeping fathers whom we drink And mother's milk and final stink We can dream but cannot think Golden bones encrust the brink. Golden silver copper silk. Woe is water shocked by milk Heart attack, assassin, cancer. Who would think these bones such dancers. Golden are the bones of woe. Skeleton holds skeleton. Words of ghosts are not to know. Ignorance is what we learn. BY STAN RICE, SOME LAMB 1975. p.s [by horus8] i believe this will be the third poem of his i've sent you, you still have yet to mention what you dislike technicaly, personaly, or subliminaly. and if you were to read the "subtext" a bit closer you will find the 'check mate' it was fun while it lasted though. merry christmas.m
Re: The Coming Light by poetandknowit	23-Dec-02/3:45 PM
mr. winter does it again.??
Re: Shame by blkarakagain	23-Dec-02/11:26 AM
"coiffed" ha ha ha. nice one. " grusome" bad mispel, the right mispel could be either grewsome, grew-some or just spelling it right. other than that, the last stanzas is kinda 'immature and pitiful' because, action is louder than words, either do something about it on paper, and or something about it in your actual life or quit fucking whining. Simply because you insult any 'real thinker' with your plea, because you obviously have the time, patience, and money to type on a keyboard and submit it here? So, therefore things can't be that dramatically critical in your life. i was at a speed freak russian immigrant with a precious five year old daughters house day before yesterday for 12 hours, her boyfriend and father of her daughter went to jail the day before. Oh yea their house was a apartment building's laundry room...i sat there and colored with that little girl for hours man..fucking out-of-time-bubble, hours.. listening to her mothers stories of how these things all came to be with ever nerve of my body mentally documenting every fiber of disaster gone epic by the second..her mother was 25 with the most beautiful chrystal clear blue eyes you've ever seen the little girl equally bright and hopefull, but i can see the future, and i saw it there..it coated the walls with a stink you've never smelled youngling, pray you don't lest you lose your mind and structure, or maybe that's what you really need. a field trip with me on one of my late night hunts..what do i hunt? what god has forgotten, so either fucking stick your hands in the box and hold it there. because describing the outside of the box just doesn't cut the mustard any more sadly. why? you ever lick plutonium coated devil horns while combing your hair with his pitch fork? that's why. take a seven and a water dunk.
Re: Here There Be Dragons by blkarakagain	23-Dec-02/11:00 AM
"seemed but a trifle to the winged beast's hate, But so ready was the dragon and poised to destroy a host, when but a single man came, that surpised, he lingered a bit too long, and never got to direct his flame, The warrior struck and struck again, turning dragon to blood and gore, and then slashed his throat, quenching forever the fire of Dragon Lore, For this was the last of a once proud race, frightening and terrible to behold, now, I'm afraid, they belong only to myth, merely tales children beg to be told." this is where this fascinating story of yours turns into a bad commercial for life insurance. Up until that point, you were cruising.
Re: pissed off pretentious prat by keatsImnot	22-Dec-02/10:48 AM
let this prat be me.
Re: The Sons and Daughters of the New Light by Bonehiss	22-Dec-02/10:14 AM
this is the age of Horus! not the star children play patty cake. this piece suprised me...going into it, because of the title, i wanted so badly to hate it, than i did, but it's not bad for a first draft.
Re: First move by aliena	22-Dec-02/10:02 AM
"I want to cheer up you", don't fucking bother, my hatred keeps me sharp, and built for war, as for you? i pray they find you with their brick bats soon.
Re: AIDS in a van by -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I.	20-Dec-02/7:53 PM
There once was some aids in a crayon. but since i was not yet a man It melted my nipple (now called a schmipple) coloring, was never that simple!
Re: ???? ___P??rf????t___G??l by da_dark_wan	20-Dec-02/7:40 PM
you ever see best in show? "he likes soup" "i like soup" we could talk or not talk forever". we have lots in common.
Re: RMAED by deep-as-a-puddle	20-Dec-02/7:34 PM
i would of ended with spray paint your eyeballs for maximum confusion diffusion. than later... save the tongue ripping for an oral sex transfusion. trust me, i'm stupid.
Re: Morning Conversation by lexicon	20-Dec-02/4:27 PM
that's a nice one.
Re: the story of an arrogant butterfly by kawakurdi	20-Dec-02/4:26 PM
jesus christ it's like butter fly day...butter fly day butter fly day look at mee coccooning on butter fly die...woah. can i just say you are obviously the happy person i could ever possibly read/meet. thanks.w
Re: Seasons by impaired	20-Dec-02/4:22 PM
"my body spasms as I soak in the rays" can i just say, what?s
Re: Kept Safe by trev086	20-Dec-02/4:19 PM
take the question marks out, and than unfortunately every word, but two. ~ Trevor Greene. You see trevor, sometimes a blank letter can say so much more. like my mind is blank. use your fucking imagination for the love of a beutifull special young lady could you, please? PLEASE!. thanks, love horus8. p.s merry christmas.
Re: Come Back to Me by jlanza	20-Dec-02/4:14 PM
i should of finger banged you harder, but with my cactus, and a handful of dry mud. three hundred miles? that's not love sweety that's a mild crush. love, is a talking brain tumor and a late cable bill w/ a bit of movie popcorn in your hair..
Re: I have no Idea?...? by brazen	20-Dec-02/4:10 PM
"foozle" sweet. preys gotta go back to pray. "empty acres take up more space then muddled cities", might works better moved to the last stanza. perhaps not, subways scare the hell out of me and so does the sky. usually.m
Re: Curse by OneFingerAnswer	20-Dec-02/4:05 PM
line 9 typo, beautifull and true.??