replying on Give it up Max by Stephen Robins
19 Jan 2007, 9:03 AM
He can't see his three,
As it lies under thee,
He possess no strength,
To search you at length,
Surveying your scribblings,
And incessant quibblings,
To find number three,
Would break him or me.
As it lies under thee,
He possess no strength,
To search you at length,
Surveying your scribblings,
And incessant quibblings,
To find number three,
Would break him or me.
A poem of such importance as this should have a special display case manufactured. And the sign attached to that display case should be annotated with the simple, yet powerful words: "Here are words of such crushingly strong significance that to read them is to stare at one's own reflection and see to the very core of one's soul. I caution you reader that once read you will never look upon the hollow husk of your former life without feeling a jolt of sorrow for the unenlightened former you which cowered like some kind of terribly liquidised mollusc in a puddle of ignorance." - 8 -
on almost 12.30 by Dental Panic
19 Jan 2007, 8:44 AM
Powerful use of overture, with a fission of piquant denotation. It starts as a veritable romp around avenue failure before firting with the bridge of disaster only to be swept along by a torrent of unutterable excellence.
replying on Give it up Max by Stephen Robins
19 Jan 2007, 8:35 AM
Willow? as in the film? I wouldn't strip him, he's only little and he's the guardian of a baby.
on The man who loved Lennon by Caducus
19 Jan 2007, 7:45 AM
I preferred Ringo.
replying on Stripping the willow by ecargo
19 Jan 2007, 7:42 AM
Ranger please stop being so cheerfully likeable, it's like watching the Vicar of Dibley.
replying on Give it up Max by Stephen Robins
19 Jan 2007, 7:35 AM
Behold now virgins, David Gower,
Examine the weight of his willow,
He'll soon be whacking his balls,
Whilst your biting hard on your pillow.
Examine the weight of his willow,
He'll soon be whacking his balls,
Whilst your biting hard on your pillow.
replying on Asbestosis by Stephen Robins
17 Jan 2007, 2:47 AM
Colin,
When you have 53 years of failure under your belt I suppose you are in the position to cast your oafish countenance upon my work and feel a little put out. However, after four years on this website I fear I am too firmly set upon being a childish troublemaker to heed your well argued and thoughtful comment.
I did Alice Oswald at school but that is an entirely different story.
When you have 53 years of failure under your belt I suppose you are in the position to cast your oafish countenance upon my work and feel a little put out. However, after four years on this website I fear I am too firmly set upon being a childish troublemaker to heed your well argued and thoughtful comment.
I did Alice Oswald at school but that is an entirely different story.
replying on Spinning, reeling by ecargo
16 Jan 2007, 2:18 AM
Are you Mrs Rockmage? do you have a beard too?
on Brains for Barter by Dovina
15 Jan 2007, 5:32 AM
I've had wind which has resulted in the runs. Terrible, you have my sympathy; although I wouldn't condone publicising the fact.
on Same old rancour (a yellow stream of consciousness) by ecargo
15 Jan 2007, 5:27 AM
No idea what you're on about old bean, but I'll give you a ten anyway.
replying on Asbestosis by Stephen Robins
15 Jan 2007, 5:25 AM
What the bloody hell are you gibbering on about? I have three usernames, everyone, me and fuzzylogicisatwat.
Perhaps you could provide a brief introduction to your poems explaining what the poem is about? I know that, for many, this is accomplished by a poems title or indeed its content but I am always left feeling like I am either very thick or sheltered when I read your words. And I can't be thick as I got a 2:2 from Hull and I am not sheltered as I live in God's own city of London.
on Oh to be a Scot! by Donald McFuck
13 Jan 2007, 2:53 PM
I'm a Scot and I'm a black,
Bought to Scotland in a sack,
I told them all I would'e go back,
To my home in a Iraq,
Even though Scotland is even more cack,
It has something that Iraq does lack,
A bountiful supply of excellent smack.
Bought to Scotland in a sack,
I told them all I would'e go back,
To my home in a Iraq,
Even though Scotland is even more cack,
It has something that Iraq does lack,
A bountiful supply of excellent smack.
replying on The dancers by richa
12 Jan 2007, 8:58 AM
That is, of course, genius. I should imagine you feel pretty silly buying a two button suit now. I have just torn the top button off my suit. It doesn't look perfectly balanced but hangs rather limply over the edge of my wheeled chair.
Are you the -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. with personality? and the other one is the I.T. geek. I can only assume you work in a gentleman's profession such as hedge funds or private equity.
Are you the -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. with personality? and the other one is the I.T. geek. I can only assume you work in a gentleman's profession such as hedge funds or private equity.
replying on The dancers by richa
12 Jan 2007, 8:20 AM
I hope you kicked his face off. I thought chinos and a shirt with a pocket was order of the day in IT?
Huntsman do a nice one button suit and have an excellent range of house tweeds.
Huntsman do a nice one button suit and have an excellent range of house tweeds.
on Loneliness by tuthaliash
12 Jan 2007, 7:15 AM
You too, sweet!
Dovina, I have never seen you so effected, sorry, affected.
You have sucked the words out of his sheath like a thirsty ladyboy and positively turned it into a beam of smugness to shower upon the countenances of other rankers. "Look" you wail, "somebody has said something positive on this website about one of my poems, no any poem, and it wasn't Ranger".