BEAKER Posted April 20, 2005 Report Share Posted April 20, 2005 Dude...Hey dude yeah baby lie wow! far out.:) Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Turtle Posted April 22, 2005 Author Report Share Posted April 22, 2005 skyward looking at the stars,night enfolding nothing mars,moon is high but clouds withhold,while all goes spinning past. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Queso Posted April 22, 2005 Report Share Posted April 22, 2005 downward to the passing carsthe day's imploding sidewalk scarssun was low, or so i'm toldwhile nothing spins toward the right. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Queso Posted April 23, 2005 Report Share Posted April 23, 2005 i came across a lonesome gnomewith a beard and hat and knack to roami asked him where he told me romeand hit me right upside my dome Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Turtle Posted April 23, 2005 Author Report Share Posted April 23, 2005 Orby must I say,in regards to that last poem,it is your best to date,at least the part on gnome. :note: :note: :note: :note: Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
C1ay Posted April 23, 2005 Report Share Posted April 23, 2005 No Godto nod,or Toddfor Maude. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
BEAKER Posted April 23, 2005 Report Share Posted April 23, 2005 No Godto nod,or Toddfor Maude.Poor MaudeThat's odd. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
infamous Posted April 23, 2005 Report Share Posted April 23, 2005 Ode to the Atheist: I once thought to myself,just why am I here?So many dark questions,so few answers I fear. I'd like a few reasons,to satisfy my mind.My ego is suffering,as no certainty I find. Some have great trust,in their point of view.How certain can one be,that their opinions are true? So I'll continue to ask,all these questions of mine.To remain committed,will be perfectly fine. When men pretend to know,all the facts they profess.Where they get this confidence,this man can only quess. I'll remain a man of questions,truth with time I'll eke.Those with all the answers,will not bother to seek. by Infamous Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
BEAKER Posted April 23, 2005 Report Share Posted April 23, 2005 Those with all the answers,will not bother to seek. by InfamousNot bother to seek?No bother they need!Prideful and arrogantBoastful breed. They have neither answersnor questions beyondthe realm of the test tube'smagical wand. Seeing the worldthrough studious eyescolored by scienceand compromise. and never to questionthe method usedarriving at answersalready confused. For students of thosewho studied in vainare doomed to continueand there remain. They seek nothing morethan what they've foundin the realm of the physicaltangible ground. all they can seeis what they can measureall their eggs in one basketno room for the treasure. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
infamous Posted April 24, 2005 Report Share Posted April 24, 2005 [Originally Posted by BEAKER] no room for the treasure. A treasure beyond knowing,a bounty above all.Be still and attend,unto his pleading call. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Queso Posted April 24, 2005 Report Share Posted April 24, 2005 a ditch appeared,i rubbed my beard,stayin' up late,in the river. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Turtle Posted April 24, 2005 Author Report Share Posted April 24, 2005 Come morn I feared,I'd shave my beard,rising too soon,while i shiver. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Queso Posted April 25, 2005 Report Share Posted April 25, 2005 the sun, we roseand quivered and stumbledtrying to distinguish if this thought of mine is a fragment of last nights dream or last nightthe moon, we watched Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Queso Posted April 25, 2005 Report Share Posted April 25, 2005 1,000 posts3 pieces of toastdriving to the coastwith my passenger the ghost. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
infamous Posted April 25, 2005 Report Share Posted April 25, 2005 1,000 posts3 pieces of toastdriving to the coastwith my passenger the ghost. Congratulations are in order,on poetry you've thrived.My goodness young man,I believe you've arrived. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Turtle Posted April 26, 2005 Author Report Share Posted April 26, 2005 More's the plenty I've heard said,do things now before your dead,make of your time the very most,cuzz soon enough you'll be a ghost. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Queso Posted April 26, 2005 Report Share Posted April 26, 2005 hello,said the rain.is this time really mine?it's not, is it? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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