....not the movie but a poem that tells something about the avatar you have chosen for litnet. I'm working on mine so go ahead and post yours when you are ready. Thanks!!
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....not the movie but a poem that tells something about the avatar you have chosen for litnet. I'm working on mine so go ahead and post yours when you are ready. Thanks!!
Sweet Muse
She looks with her faraway eyes
far beyond the skies
into worlds untouched by mere mortals,
hiding behind mysteries veil,
painted in strokes of midnight
her divine beauty
a gift from the evasive moonlight
illuminated the quaking dark soul
she harbors inside
with secretive smiles
and no apologies
she transcends
above our reality,
to those worlds of her own,
but listen closely to the wind
and you may here
the voice whisper
temptations in your ear.
Some fool with messy, mad hair,
Was enjoying the light, café air,
When he unaccountably got
In a weird, blurry shot,
And the cameraman cried in despair.
:lol: Not bad for something off the top of my head...
:lol: Nice!Quote:
Originally Posted by Lokasenna
I see you share my tendency to write limmericks :)
agnostic with worms
if you won't believe in God
just believe in fish
Those are great! Sheesh, I can't even take the time to play my own 'game'.....but I will. Hope YOU will too!
Sweet smile
beautiful baby blues
stephanies star
in poppys boots
A girl inside herself, happy there,
forced on stage with color hair,
her camouflage not working.
A mum with so many words to say
her own became sealed away
to speak aloud was hurting.
Hidden behind her curtain of red,
so many thoughts filling her head,
but there she is, still lurking.
ampoule, July Fourteenth, TwoThousandTwelve
Very nice idea I will see what I can do with mine haha.
Good, cacian, I look forward to it. It took me long enough to post on my own game. :)
A very nice avatar and an equally nice poem!Quote:
Originally Posted by ampoule
very well written well done!
step up to the light
watch the sky turns bright
and you be highest far
amongst moons and stars
Like your muse, Dark...nice "gothic."
As I doze on the hammock in fall,
There are seagulls above me who call,
But there's nothing to do
Except dream about you
While the sunlight makes space for us all.
Howdy do, YesNo. A person of leisure. :)
scared, scarred, learning to grow
I talked to you
You're going to be okay, hon. Love you, Chirpy.
but I'm just a silly goose.
and
geese don't chirp.
Avatar
Let us be refined in fire
Bound with rings
of platinum wire
Ne'er golden sting twixt
thee and me
Sealed for all eternity
9/6/2013
Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor STATELY
a cafe night
alone
no phone
unknown
gathering thoughts
in a coffee cup
til grounded
(painting by Edward Hopper)
He meddles in the morning
and he meddles through the night,
when he sees a poem posted
he meddles with delight.
The urge is irresistible,
he cannot hold it in,
he has to just rewrite it
though he knows it is a sin.
But what is he to do
when he reads a verse by you,
aching to be meddled with
to make it something new:
“You didn’t understand it,”
the plaintive cries ignored,
of course he understood it
but it needs to be reforged.
So by the fires of Mordor
the poet Sauron scribbles,
his ring of power glowing bright
beside a plate of nibbles:
fuelled by I/V coffee
and lots of cigarettes,
he’s meddling with purpose now,
unburdened with regrets.
(Written over three years ago when my avatar was something else, but I was wearing the ring ;))
pretty lady
they say pink
is frilly
encourages witty
to turn silly
for the sake of
kitty
but red is
parody
to a sky that
swim to
eclipse of sun
to look its fervent
fun
painter have it
run
to encourage
and stun
it is lovely how it won
Beers?
Cheers!