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Voters: 8.
#1
5 days. Don't vote for your own of I kill ewe.

---Another Exciting Installment---
by: NinjaMonkey767

You should stop worrying about everything.
"Maybe you should start."

If only she saw my notebook
full of doodles and diddies
about how I'm such a dickwad
with a writer's touch
who hasn't been touched in far too long.
about how I saved a child's life,
turned off the porch light
and let him see the stars in the sky.
about all the love in my life
and how you can't let it pass you by
lest you drink the pain away.

but no, I got neither inspiration nor plans tonight
but I got a drink in my hand
and ink spewing from my pen
about all the shitting up I'm doing.



---Little Anne---
by:Bassbeat77

Under midnights sigh
and lamplight life,
little Anne
couldn't hold
her joy.

My eyes slid through
the crack in the door,
Little socks pressed against
her parents hardwood floor
in a language
she called home.
d a n c i n g
yet not knowing
the one
and two
and one
and two.
but, like a child
trusting
something she only knew the half of.

if only she knew how much

I wanted to tell her
that I love her so
very
very much.
but she's learning to love herself.



---I'll Call Her Elyse---
by SilenceEvolves

Yesterday I rode a train west bound for Tampa Bay,
there was a girl I'd guess was 5'7,
jet black hair and perfect waist.
She sat along the left wall,
I sat two rows back along the right.
I could see she was wearing a nametag,
but from where I was, I couldn't read what it said.
Cross legged, doing a crossword puzzle
while she listened to her Zune,
I imagined she was listening to the Beach Boys
from the way she subtly bobbed her head.
I thought to myself "I think I'm in love",
then she reached up to put her hair
into a ponytail.
"I know I'm in love"
So I jumped up, tore my shirt off,
and grabbed the pen from her hand,
I drew a giant heart that stretched across my torso,
pointed to it and I said
"See? There's enough room for both you AND me".
It's funny what love can do to a man.
#2
red....YAY first vote!
Vivamus mea Lesbia, atque amemus,
rumoresque senum seueriorum
omnes unius aestimemus assis!
#4
Green.

Loved the ending.
Rip Kylee Harris 4.13.93-11.28.08
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I want to die peacefully in my sleep like my grandfather. Not screaming in terror like his passengers.

#5
I don't know why everyone keeps writing lovey poems mimicking me

That said, I think that mimic of me is the best I've read for sure. I love it. Even mentioned Florida. Only thing he missed is that I hate ponytails. Maybe I haven't been forthcoming about this though.

Ninja, you mind letting me know what you mean? I'd love to hear it
#6
Well, I originally thought all the mimics of me were way off, but I just started to realize that what I'm thinking is different from what I'm writing. I've always tried to subdue my stuff, but all my mimics have come out with guns a blazin'. I read your piece and I realized that I hated the narrator, which is me . So, thanks for your stark accuracy.

/self-absorbed sob story
Last edited by Ninjamonkey767 at Jan 7, 2009,
#7
Quote by SilenceEvolves
I don't know why everyone keeps writing lovey poems mimicking me

That said, I think that mimic of me is the best I've read for sure. I love it. Even mentioned Florida. Only thing he missed is that I hate ponytails. Maybe I haven't been forthcoming about this though.

Ninja, you mind letting me know what you mean? I'd love to hear it


I knew that love wasn't your usual subject matter, but I was having trouble stepping completely out of my own shoes.

And damn you for not letting me know you hate ponytails! But now that I think about it so do I... and every other guy I know.
#8
Quote by Ninjamonkey767
Well, I originally thought all the mimics of me were way off, but I just started to realize that what I'm thinking is different from what I'm writing. I've always tried to subdue my stuff, but all my mimics have come out with guns a blazin'. I read your piece and I realized that I hated the narrator, which is me . So, thanks for your stark accuracy.

/self-absorbed sob story


well the thing that struck me most about your writing when I perused the three poems you provided (and some other writings of yours) was that you have an innate ability to wear your emotions on your sleeves without it feeling the least bit contrite. as someone who almost always stays detached while writing a poem, with a few exceptions, I was really impressed at your ability to do this. I don't think it's a negative thing at all. in fact, I wish I was more able to convey emotion at times when I'm not absolutely wrecked.

on another note, damn ponytails suck. let your hair hang low ladies.
#11
^Imagine how I felt when I faced you...
Vivamus mea Lesbia, atque amemus,
rumoresque senum seueriorum
omnes unius aestimemus assis!
#13
IT WAS YOUR VOTE, out of courtesy I'm sure
Vivamus mea Lesbia, atque amemus,
rumoresque senum seueriorum
omnes unius aestimemus assis!