to my dear Maryd

[Haunted]

to my dear Maryd



I would be
deceiving you
if I say you are
a great friend

truth is...

you are
a friend I can’t
do without

you would be
deceiving me
to make me think
you are this
wonderful person

truth is...

you are
an angel

and for an angel
you are beautiful
your lovely face
your bright eyes
your hearty heart...

you always listen
you never judge me
you embrace
who I am

and here
my dearest friend
I embrace you back
in the biggest hug
I could squeeze
between my arms

[NikolaiI]

aww :)

you two really have a lovely friendship.

[Maryd.]

Oh my dear Haunted, give me a few moments to wipe the tears off the keyboard... It is true, I do not judge you. Good friends stick together and though we have miles of distance between us... You are still my special friend. Love ya' chickie... (Shhh... But don't tell anyone... It's a secret)

Thanks NikolaiI

Mwah Haunted.

[Haunted]

yes Nik, Mary is so very dear to me. You are also dear to me, in a different way. I should stop here, this is starting to sound corny...:D

Mary, my darling, my precious, my love, so glad you like the poem. mwah

[Maryd.]

Time for a group hug... Huddle in Nik and Haunted... Quick before the moment passes.:grouphug:

[NikolaiI]

LoL don't tell everyone :p

Yes... Mary... soon enough it'll be broken. Thanks for this moment. :)

[Haunted]

:grouphug: :ladysman:

where's Jer and Daf? Come guys and join the lovefest! (sorry Nik, those two can use a grouphug too)

[Maryd.]

I know I miss them... But have to run... Later mwah.
Thanks again babe.

[NikolaiI]

I am sure they will feel the same.

[Haunted]

ok dear, I have to go to bed too before the sun rises.

Nighty night Nik.

[NikolaiI]

Goodnight sweetheart.

[dafydd manton]

Curses - missed the party. Haunted, your poem is lovely loving and accurate in every way. (I think she's special too, but that's strictly between you and me!!)

Thanks so much. Keep feeling the way you do, both of you!!!

[NikolaiI]

(I think she's special too, but that's strictly between you and me!!)

Now you do know others can "hear" you, right? :p

[dafydd manton]

I thought it was our secret, Nik!!! Cheers!

[NikolaiI]

Hehe - well, as far as I know, it is. :)

[Delta40]

you guys make me feel warm and fuzzy all over!

[dafydd manton]

You guys? You're a part of all this - an integral part!

[Haunted]

Delta come join us! Don't pass up a grouphug ;)

Daf, you're just in time. It's a 24 hour lovefest and the party doesn't even start until Jer gets here.

[PrinceMyshkin]

The whole of this - Haunted's poem and everyone's response - is wonderful! Makes one doubt the virtualness of this virtual community.

[Haunted]

It's so true, the friendship I made here are totally real to me.
And you Prince, you are the poet next door, I look for you every day as you make the rounds from thread to thread. I was waiting for you, thanks for stopping in!

[dafydd manton]

You lot aren't just names on a screen, in my 'umble opinion. You are as real as everybody else, but in some ways more special because of the distances involved. This is my passport to Australians, New Yorkers, Canadians...... and even Jerry!!! It is as real as anything else. End of serious bit. (Except about jerry!) *Shuts up*

[lallison]

this is such
a great poem
who could imagine
that writing simple
sentimental sentences

broken with line breaks
and stanzas
could result in
a work of absolute genius
such as this

this is just as moving
as when I woke this morning
to my alarm clock beeping.

And I feel the same degree of appreciation
for you,
But I got to work anyhow.
Thanks for that.

This is as wonderful as
a greeting card
and just as original.

You have met our standards.
Congratulations!

[Haunted]

I feel the same way too Daf, it's truly more special — I share more with you guys here. I mean, if I show my stuff to people "out there" they would actually think my writing is trashy :p

[lallison]

No way!

[Haunted]

this is such
a great poem
who could imagine
that writing simple
sentimental sentences

broken with line breaks
and stanzas
could result in
a work of absolute genius
such as this

this is just as moving
as when I woke this morning
to my alarm clock beeping.

And I feel the same degree of appreciation
for you,
But I got to work anyhow.
Thanks for that.

This is as wonderful as
a greeting card
and just as original.

You have met our standards.
Congratulations!


I'm so touched lallison. What you wrote is even more amazing!

[lallison]

thank you. I worked
hard for a many hours
reading, rereading,
studying,
and revising.

glad it
paid
off.

[Jerrybaldy]

:auto:Scrreeeeeechhh. Jerry pulls up to the love parade with flowers in his hair, hold on that dont work, flowers behind his ears. kaftan afflowing looking for one of these group hugs. 'Nice work on the Mary Ode, Haunted.'
And, you lot, never, has so much secret love and respect been so badly kept secret.
(grabs a screwdriver and shmooozes about a bit). Any nibbles ? Im starving here!
:cheers2:

[dafydd manton]

'Ere, 'ave a Watney's Party Seven! By the way, this screwdriver.... what were you going to do, check the plugs? Mend the fridge?

[Jerrybaldy]

Im sure your poem above will win you many admirers on here Lall.
I notice its untitled. May I suggest ' A lame wolf in sheep's clothing'?

[dafydd manton]

What was that quote about a certain public figure? "Like being savaged by a dead sheep". Ho hum!

[Jerrybaldy]

:party: I'm dancing, anyone askin??

[Haunted]

what Daf, a savage sheep? Jer quick, close the door behind you!! We don't want any interruptions.

:party: I also brought in a '48 band :nopity:

[dafydd manton]

If you don't mind I'll sit this one out - it's the old war wound you know!! I'll just sit here with this bottle and wait........ Oh, by the way, the sheep's bleated its last.

[Jerrybaldy]

Sad about the sheep. nevermind :D

Whats that I hear?? Glen, its you. I'm dancing. Bellboy, get me another screwdriver.

[dafydd manton]

*Bellboy* Sorry, Sir, all we've got is this monkey wrench. We stole it from the monkey.

[Delta40]

this is such
a great poem
who could imagine
that writing simple
sentimental sentences

broken with line breaks
and stanzas
could result in
a work of absolute genius
such as this

this is just as moving
as when I woke this morning
to my alarm clock beeping.

And I feel the same degree of appreciation
for you,
But I got to work anyhow.
Thanks for that.

This is as wonderful as
a greeting card
and just as original.

You have met our standards.
Congratulations!

lmao - Your poem is as breathtaking as my kitchen wall (minus the grease stains which do in fact form interesting shapes if you stare at them long enough!)

[dafydd manton]

:hurray: :rofl: :thumbs_up :p :cheers2:

[Maximilianus]

Oh, we are having another lovely thread here, based on the most touching expression of deep fondness for each other. These sentiments are quite undefinable :hurray: :grouphug: :thumbsup: :cheers2:

[Haunted]

this is such
a great poem
who could imagine
that writing simple
sentimental sentences

broken with line breaks
and stanzas
could result in
a work of absolute genius
such as this

this is just as moving
as when I woke this morning
to my alarm clock beeping.

And I feel the same degree of appreciation
for you,
But I got to work anyhow.
Thanks for that.

This is as wonderful as
a greeting card
and just as original.

You have met our standards.
Congratulations!


lmao - Your poem is as breathtaking as my kitchen wall (minus the grease stains which do in fact form interesting shapes if you stare at them long enough!)



Im sure your poem above will win you many admirers on here Lall.
I notice its untitled. May I suggest ' A lame wolf in sheep's clothing'?


thanks for weighing in guys :)

but that's precisely why I call my poems trashy, now someone actually has the gumption to say it openly. BUt at least I didn't copy anyone's lines :p

Kudos to lallison.

[dafydd manton]

He's not invited to our party. I'm now going to go and dance with ****. And I can't even dance. Yay!!

[Jerrybaldy]

would have been fine had it been said openly

[Maryd.]

Darn it, I missed the party... I hate that I need to sleep... I mean why can't I be awake all the time...

And what's this I hear... Someone not happy about my ode to me by my special friend Haunted. In Haunted's words... Kudos to Lallison... :smash::smash::smash:

[Jerrybaldy]

ah Mary. care for a dance. Im breakdancing on me own here

[Maryd.]

Jumps onto the floor and lands on her head...

Ouch....

[Jerrybaldy]

steady on. 'Nurse, nurse' . Blood on the dance floor. picks up unconscious Mary and slow dances so nobody notices.

[Haunted]

Mary, you really are my darling girl. Still, I'm touched by Lallison's poem, I'm touched that my poem inspired anyone at all to write a poem as amazing as that. That's Pulitzer stuff. I have much to learn.

ok back to the party :party:

hey Max, come, shake your booties!!!

Mary, oh Bloody Mary! bellboy, wipe up the blood please

Jer, if you really want flowers in your hair, ahem, on you head I mean... I can take the flowers and make a tiara for you to wear :D

[Jerrybaldy]

tiara is good with me. about time you reshowed at your own party. The Titanic sinks and the band plays on. We are going down. Let's dance :party:

[Maryd.]

Oh Jer, you are such a gentleman.

Hey Haunted... Look, red blood... Who would have thought my blood would be red. Go figure.

[Maximilianus]

hey Max, come, shake your booties!!!
Here you have it!
http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs45/f/2009/070/3/e/Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeee_by_Marc_pHX.gif

:p :D

[Delta40]

lets all dance around the burning trash!!!!

[Haunted]

oh no, those are my poems!

[Delta40]

c'mon Barbies lets go party!

:cheers2::party::ladysman::iamwithstupid:

[Jerrybaldy]

is another trash haunted not your sublime trash. Good booty shaking Max.
(armwrestles a doorman) ( walks back with broken arm) (uses good arm to throw peanuts at haunted mary and delta) ( orders slammers all round) cheers

[Maryd.]

Hey I'm all patched up... Look pretty silly with all these bandages on my head though... Never mind it doesn't affect my dancing...

Waltz's pass Jerry and Delta, looking on in shock... They didn't know I did ballroom dancing in my twenties.... La di da, la di da....

Is that Haunted is doing backflips?

[Jerrybaldy]

easy does it Haunted, have a screwdriver, your outfit looks ace, shmoozes a bit, goes to check forehead in the toilets

[Delta40]

Chug, chug, chug. trash alcohol level. 64%! I'm melting, I'm melting arrrrgh!

[Haunted]

that's not a backflip, I slipped on a dancing banana.

my nose needs a powdering again. Jer, sit still for a sec, I need a mirror. No, no need to take off the tiara.

Delta, you just stabbed my foot with your 9 inch heels. ouch!

[Maryd.]

Maxi.... Where are you dear... I need to dance... Haunted has stolen Jerry. I'm not dancing with Delta, whilst she is wearing those shoes and my dear Daffy has fallen asleep.

[Jerrybaldy]

that delta is a sadist. Hold on..its the gap band everybody on the floor!!!

[Maryd.]

Whispers quietly to Jerry, 'I wonder if there is a dancer among the group'

[Delta40]

wobbles up, grabs haunted and slurs 'carn do da hokey pokey'

[Delta40]

hey I just thought of something original:

Mary, you really are my darling girl. Still, I'm touched by Lallison's poem, I'm touched that my poem inspired anyone at all to write a poem as amazing as that. That's Pulitzer stuff. I have much to learn.

ok back to the party

hey Max, come, shake your booties!!!

Mary, oh Bloody Mary! bellboy, wipe up the blood please

Jer, if you really want flowers in your hair, ahem, on you head I mean... I can take the flowers and make a tiara for you to wear
__________________

[Maryd.]

Um-ma... Delta's being naughty... Jerry, send Delta to the naughty chair... She needs some time out... (Ar, was that original... Now I am worried. Has someone else said that before... Ar, er, yes. IT WAS ME! Hahahahaha)

[Delta40]

Great poem! This is one that can really touch people emotionally since it addresses a major issue, date rape, and does so by putting you into the mind of the woman. Your use of imagery is very vivid and sensual, which helps to draw the reader in.

The drama here is disturbing. The description is of a girl going out and getting picked up, or perhaps doing some pick up herself, and everything seems pretty casual with the exception of the spiked drink. That's disturbing. And then the screaming and the fighting.

I'm left wondering if you are trying to make a statement about sex in general. The poem leads me to empathize with how someone whose gone through this can come to perceive what should be a loving and natural act with horror. Its a chilling piece.

As far as your topic, I wouldn't call it new and original. They make documentaries about this stuff to show high school students. but the poetic language was simple, precise and vivid, deftly used to create the desired emotional effect.

Nice rhythm and use of repetition too, to drive in your point. It reminds me of dance music, which is fitting.

[Maryd.]

OMG Delta, you are cracking me up here.:hurray::hurray:

[Delta40]

thanks. I worked hard on the composition and wanted to capture just the right atmosphere

:smash:

[Jerrybaldy]

Im thinking Prince may spring in any moment dancing to black cherry

[Jerrybaldy]

I have just thought of a great poem to write about my big wobbly brother.

[Delta40]

really? I have a brother like that - oh do share in a separate thread so I can critique it...

[Jerrybaldy]

posted vegimite :)

[Delta40]

I don't know if you know this but

Oh, we are having another lovely thread here, based on the most touching expression of deep fondness for each other. These sentiments are quite undefinable

[Haunted]

Im thinking Prince may spring in any moment dancing to black cherry

[Delta40]

charming and metacognative as ever PM. Glad to see you haven't lost your edge over the past month, (it's the tipple that'll do it to you). I also appreciated the use of the feminine to represent us all, as opposed to the standard. Very sensitive and up to the times. You capture the images we all see when others think we are looking into space. It's actually inner space we are looking into, isn't it.

[Delta40]

ok ok I'm all plagiarised out now. that was a wonderful exercise in research!

[Haunted]

take a break Delta, Jerry's giving everybody a massage.

[Haunted]

nevermind, I think I just hear Jerry snoring under the table.

[Maximilianus]

Alright, one more piece all together...

http://smiles.kolobok.us/standart/party.gif http://fc01.deviantart.net/fs22/f/2007/342/6/1/_dance__rvmp_by_Zeraga.gif http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs50/f/2009/273/5/a/Put_your_fingers_in_the_air_by_Droneguard.gif http://fc00.deviantart.net/fs33/f/2008/311/1/a/Victory_Dance_by_Soulnova.gif http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs11/i/2006/218/1/1/Dance_of_the_negroes_by_AnimatedSuStenida.gif
http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs17/f/2007/150/3/4/Rock_Lee_Dance_by_Vixened.gif http://fc05.deviantart.net/fs16/f/2007/150/9/4/Shino_Dance_by_Vixened.gif

... with dance lessons included http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs34/f/2008/294/1/7/Dance_lessons_by_CookiemagiK.gif

:p :D

[dafydd manton]

You faithless lot. Here I am, overdosing on Ovaltine, Horlicks and other revolting malted bedtime drinks, guaranteed to drive you do-lally, son, chucking out Zeds like there is no tomorrow, and nobody wakes me up for the party. *Grabs bottle of brandy, adds more brandy, consumes* Right, now for the good time. Wanders off in to corner for a smooch. Wish somebody would come with me. Do be do be dooooooooo!!

[Maryd.]

I'll come Daffy... What are we doing?

[dafydd manton]

*I'll have to whisper this* ws shs wss sd s sshhh s!

[Maryd.]

You're kidding... Are we aloud to sh shshshswws ss?

[dafydd manton]

Yeah, so long as its dark!

[Maryd.]

Switches off the lights... Hee hee hee hee hee

[dafydd manton]

*Daffy ****** her **** then ******** the ********* with his ******** before finally ******* her ********. Twice.*

[hillwalker]

I turn my back for 12 hours and what happens? Sleepovers, over-aged drinking, general 'having fun' and blatant plagiarism.

Right, it's the naughty step for all of you (except Haunted cos I think she was being led astray - and when she wrote this poem she was just trying to be nice)

The rest of you are all grounded..... you little tinkers.

[PrinceMyshkin]

*Daffy ****** her **** then ******** the ********* with his ******** before finally ******* her ********. Twice.*

Having deciphered all the ******** I must say that I am shocked, shocked

[dafydd manton]

Com on, Mary, think of the fun we can have on the Naughty Step. That's where you take one more step that is naughty, if I remember correctly.

[Maryd.]

Ooops fell off the step.

[dafydd manton]

It'll be the booze. You know what you're like on pints of Creme de Menthe!

[Delta40]

anyone want a compress for their head?

[Haunted]

does it tickle?

[Maximilianus]

What a riot we have here! :svengo:

:p :D

[dafydd manton]

I reality, Max, we're all real-estate agents, or chartered accountants, and we don';t have a life. We're making up for lost time.

[Jerrybaldy]

Im all up for tickling

[dafydd manton]

(Mary, can you clear some PMs please. Can't send any more till you do. Thanks)

[hoope]

Wow. That's a wondweful poem Haunted *
Mary deserves it ! She is lovely as loveliest ( quoted from Heaven Eyes )


Sry 4 missing the group hug - love u girls :)

[Maryd.]

Hoopieeeeee. Lovely to see you.
Have to run now though... his one for you precious.:cheers2:

[Haunted]

See who's here, Hoooooope! Thanks sweetie for your comment. A special special from Mary and me :grouphug: :ladysman:

ok Jer, over here...........goochie-goochie-gooooooo!!!

[Delta40]

will tickle me under my chin please??

[Haunted]

*right hand under Delta's chin, left hand on a bowling ball. Oops sorry, I'm mistaken, that's Jerry*

goochie-goochie-goochie-goochie-goooooooOOOOO

[Delta40]

RoFl

oooh! I win the prize i'm the 100th poster on this thread

what's my prize???? gimme gimme gimme!

oh bollocks I'm not!

[dafydd manton]

Oy, once again,you're in to all these group hugs, and you leave me out. I'm definitely going to sulk!

[Maryd.]

Sorry Dave... Cuddles to you too, sweetie. Mwah.

[dafydd manton]

No, I'm sulking - unless you're really nice to me!! (I know you always are, but a good sulk is therapeutic)

[Maryd.]

Ok, ar, really nice... ar, er... Lovely day today... No, that's not good. Um, I know... The sun only shines when I think of you. (Corny... But nice none-the-less)

[dafydd manton]

OK, end of sulk. Now what?

[Maryd.]

Now, we dance... La di da, la di da....

Oh Dafydd you dance divine.

[dafydd manton]

I 'ad lessons up the Locarno, din' I!

[Maryd.]

Fan's face....

Not as young as I use to be... All this dancing is tiring me out.

[dafydd manton]

Let's go and have a quiet drink. Pint? Red Wine? Is that with or without a cherry and a little paper umbrella?

[Maryd.]

Sip sip sip... Hmmm... More pleases...

[dafydd manton]

There you go. Good stuff this - 25 cents a bottle. Vintage. If you don;t like it, we could always strip the wallpaper off with it.

[Maryd.]

No darl, adds to the flavour. Yum

[dafydd manton]

You've got taste buds left? How do you do that? Another pint, or shall I just get us a barrel each?

[Maryd.]

barrel please.

[dafydd manton]

*Returns with barrel under each arm, and two straws*

[Maryd.]

Yum... Dave, what is this delicious juice?

[dafydd manton]

Vin de Plonk, a Cypriot brew made from choice grapes, old tyres and methylated spirits, matured for 24 hours in oaken casks then shipped aboard a rusting scow with an evil crew of pirates, and taken in the dead of night to a certain bar in downtown Alcoholics Creek, where we sip so delicately from our jam jars.

[Maryd.]

Wow D, that was oddly poetic.

[dafydd manton]

Ah, I do poetic Hooch! Wait till you've heard me eulogising on champagne at $1.35 a bottle, that's poetry.

[dafydd manton]

I've always been a bon viveur,
A man of faultless taste,
But paying more that 2:15
Is just a shocking waste!

[Maryd.]

Hahahaha, you crack me up.

[dafydd manton]

The original cheap date, me! A really good night out involves a pie and gravy!

[Maryd.]

mmm... Pie... Yum... Hey, did you call me cheap?:toetap05:

[Jerrybaldy]

anybody seen a ghostly new yorker pass this way ?

[Maryd.]

Nope... Why did he drop his wallet?

[Jerrybaldy]

no. nor her purse :P

[Maryd.]

Oh really... Let's find her and give it back... What's her name?

[Haunted]

on her way to the sick bay... it must be Dafy's pie and gravy and cheap wine

[Maryd.]

Rushes around with cod liver oil
Send :angel:here... Nurse, will care for her...