Errrrr....
How did I get leaves in my hair and why are my legs so sore?
Black tape?
Why did I wake up singing "Smother Me"?
What happened on the porch, stays on the porch!!!!
p.s. Wait...Wha...?...Videotape? Nobody said there would be a video.
P.P.S. - Oh, yeah. There' s a video. Nobody seemed to care where the Princess was last night. Well, you know where I was at?
Video cameras are tricky little things to work sometimes.
Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!
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Home of the Porchies, the Sluts, those afflicted with Smaw Poese, the lonely bitter Hags, the Homie Ho's, the ubiquitous and somewhat cantankerous Unicorn, and anyone else who feels like an outcast from time to time.
Weaver Girl said:
At our backs the castle door,
others feel free to ignore
this extension of extended metaphor
On the porch swings where we sit,
quick of tongue and fleet of wit
games and poems to submit
Open books in open hands,
poetry from other lands,
lyrics from our favorite bands
A telling word, a single note,
and meaning in a random quote:
significance of what we wrote
Different cultures and aesthetic,
for this we're not apologetic!
We are just beyond poetic!
Killers, X Files, Broken Bride
never are these words denied,
here they often all collide
from the early light of dawn,
as we used to, still wait on
the random poetry anons
Jack White, movies, TBS,
have you wisdom to profess?
Here, the answer's always "Yes"
Here we play, by words transfixed,
Haiku and pop culture mixed,
nothing broken, nothing fixed
Here is truth and here's creation
joy and horror, pain, elation,
in a story, small salvation
And here is laughter, here we're free
to be whatever we may be
and though others may disagree,
we greet the castle, greet its lord
and do so of our own accord
and shun the frothing, rabid horde
Be it known I'd so much rather
read my friends and all their "blather,"
on the porch here, where we gather.
others feel free to ignore
this extension of extended metaphor
On the porch swings where we sit,
quick of tongue and fleet of wit
games and poems to submit
Open books in open hands,
poetry from other lands,
lyrics from our favorite bands
A telling word, a single note,
and meaning in a random quote:
significance of what we wrote
Different cultures and aesthetic,
for this we're not apologetic!
We are just beyond poetic!
Killers, X Files, Broken Bride
never are these words denied,
here they often all collide
from the early light of dawn,
as we used to, still wait on
the random poetry anons
Jack White, movies, TBS,
have you wisdom to profess?
Here, the answer's always "Yes"
Here we play, by words transfixed,
Haiku and pop culture mixed,
nothing broken, nothing fixed
Here is truth and here's creation
joy and horror, pain, elation,
in a story, small salvation
And here is laughter, here we're free
to be whatever we may be
and though others may disagree,
we greet the castle, greet its lord
and do so of our own accord
and shun the frothing, rabid horde
Be it known I'd so much rather
read my friends and all their "blather,"
on the porch here, where we gather.
Go With The Flow
This River Is Wild
Leaves are falling down
On the beautiful ground
I heard a story from the man in red
He said the leaves are falling down
Such a beautiful sound so I think you
Son, I think you better go ahead
But you always hold your head up high
Cause it's a long, long, long way down
This town was meant for passing through
But it ain't nothing new
Now go and show them
That the world stayed round
But it's a long, long, long way down
You better run for the hills before they burn
Listen to the sound of the world
And watch it turn
I just want to show you what I know
And catch you when the current lets you go
Or should I just get along with myself
I never did get along with everybody else
I've been trying hard to do what's right
But you know I could stay here all night
And watch the clouds fall from the sky
This river is wild
This river is wild
The Killers
Leaves are falling down
On the beautiful ground
I heard a story from the man in red
He said the leaves are falling down
Such a beautiful sound so I think you
Son, I think you better go ahead
But you always hold your head up high
Cause it's a long, long, long way down
This town was meant for passing through
But it ain't nothing new
Now go and show them
That the world stayed round
But it's a long, long, long way down
You better run for the hills before they burn
Listen to the sound of the world
And watch it turn
I just want to show you what I know
And catch you when the current lets you go
Or should I just get along with myself
I never did get along with everybody else
I've been trying hard to do what's right
But you know I could stay here all night
And watch the clouds fall from the sky
This river is wild
This river is wild
The Killers
The Switch & The Spur
any poor souls
who trespass against us
Whether it be beast or man
Will suffer the bite
or be stung dead on sight
By those who inhabit this land
For theirs is the power
And this is their kingdom
as sure as the sun does burn
So enter this path
but heed these four words...
......you shall never return.
The Raconteurs
who trespass against us
Whether it be beast or man
Will suffer the bite
or be stung dead on sight
By those who inhabit this land
For theirs is the power
And this is their kingdom
as sure as the sun does burn
So enter this path
but heed these four words...
......you shall never return.
The Raconteurs
141 comments:
Kass rules!
For my Song Swapping Anon:
Wait a minute mister,
I think it might be best,
Cause the way you look sure seems to suggest the slightest bit of interest,
I should come with a warning.
See the majority of my life I've been in rare form,
You know a couple of steps below the norm.
But I'd empty the pockets of the jeans I've worn tonight,
If you'll forget yourself until the morning.
Cause I'm thinking I could kiss you the warmest of all your breathing days.
You don't have to kiss me back.
I just need to be sure I remember the way,
It could make me comfortable.
See I haven't slept for going on five hundred years
And hide me 'neath the shade of the hand of fear,
And don't be confused the way I look is merely
A nack for finding dark corners.
Ask my friends cause they all think they know,
Least it seemed from the last letter that he wrote,
That I just can't calm down this hot-blooded music in my throat.
And in comparison it made him boring.
Still I'm thinking I could love you,
The sweetest of all your breathing days,
You don't have to give it back.
I just need to be sure I remember the way,
It could make me comfortable.
So wait a minute mister,
I think it might be best,
Cause the way you look sure seems to suggest
The slightest bit of interest.
I should come with a warning.
Nothing like a good song....sets my mood for the whole day.
oh i'm late today!!
damn that noisy toddler group!!
well done kass!
you guys had quite a party last night. i was pissing myself catching up!!
no literally of course!
NOT literally obviously!
god!
Amyranth!
I have you know that I was NOT in Mayo's pool with an inflatable sheep! Where'd you get that idea from?! ;)
Good morning Everyone! Blogger seems to have been fixed and that's great news for me. I've honestly missed being at Mayo's, so I'm on the downside of happy.
I hope you all have a great day, and I'll see you around.
How about a bad song?
Hey errbody!
Hey Mustard! Bye Mustard!
Gotta go work for a while.
Damn the Man!
XOXO,
S&V20
Hi everyone!
Sorry i missed the party, i had to work and did not get back home till late.
Sounds like it was fun, you must throw another one, i have Sunday off.
love ya
PJ
Hi PJ,
Love you too!
They always party when I'm having my beauty sleep - not that, ahem, I need it...
Kass xx
I am looking for my dead end girl.
Dead end girl?
O_O
Hello by the way.
PPU,
If you're out there somewhere, I'M BACK!!!!!
Did you miss the Princess, yestereday?
Eff yeah you did! You had better have. You know what happens when you piss off the Princess. ^_~
Good Morning Dead End Guy
Dead end girl on the outside looking in
On a dead end world in which she cannot live
And she'd love to leave for some place all alone
And she'd love to live
Far from every face or name she's ever known
No, I can't say I blame her
No, I can't say I blame her
My, oh my dead end girl
My, oh my
Dead end girl made a promise to herself
That this dead end world will be forced to eat itself at gun point
No, I can't say I blame her
No, how can you blame her?
My, oh my dead end girl
My, oh my
Instant Song Lyrics
Dead end girl on the outside looking in
On a dead end world
One of which she cannot live
And she'd love to leave for someplace nice and cold
And she'd love to live far from me or anyone she's ever known
My dead end girl
But then I stopped and took a piece
I found myself looking in it
Found myself drowning in it
Lost myself for a minute
The same face in the same mirror
With his eyes a little clearer
We watched the reflection standing
This is only the beginning
My dead end girl
No, dead end girl
Don't cry to me a baby
Your future is in an oblong box
Don't cry to me oh baby
Should have seen the end a-coming on, a-coming
Don't cry to me oh baby
I don't know it was in your power
Don't cry to me oh baby
Dead-end girl for a dead-end guy
Don't cry to me oh baby
Now your life drains on the floor
I have missed you!
I have missed you too.
where were you hiding!
I had no reason to reemerge.
Once again, you make my world erupt with contentment!
Um...
What's going on?
I'm as lost as you, Mustard.
I have no clue what's going on.
All I know is they are obviously a dead end couple....O_o
wow i was just coming over here to ask wat is with all the anon people in maos but looks like i missed it all going on here.
hey princess, mustard, dead end couple
Hey FS!
Is Daytona getting ready for the most important race in NASCAR????
I bet you are!
I'm sad that I'm not there.....=(
oh princess i think of you every friday and saturday.
do you feel that i am thinking of you?
they practice racing on those days and i hear them and it is load but it makes me want to be there.lol
OMG!!!!
I would die!
If I lived anywhere near Daytona, I would so be there every weekend.
Just hearing those motors race.....
EEEEEEKKKKKKEEEEE!!!!!
I just get so excited!
lol i would have never of guessed ha.
well i am off into daytona now to go to walmart so if they are racing again i will think of you all the way. you will have to see if you can feel me tinking of you ha.
have a good day princess, mustard and dead couple.
dead couple - have fun, and remember BE SAFE
Hey everyone :) God i amfeeling a little hungover and deflated today ;)
Some one cleaned upto!!
I woke up with sharpie all over me and a trail of grease down my arm..... was bert here?
FS, if you see Tony the Tiger.....
Run up to him and squeeze him real hard and tell him the Princess loves him!
Then you'll get arrested and stuff but it will totally be worth it.
Promise!
And I have it all on video, SIM. ^_~
OH thank god for that
*second thoughts* *looks sheepish*
I dont remember much, just flashes of nipple tape, snogging cupcake, tutus, naked, food, mayo porn..... ohmy hahaha will be an interesting viewing :)
Hey guys! Today is so effing messed up, but in a way that is almost amusing.
How is everyone today? Hope you. Are all well.
Swinging party last night guys! Sdock, did anyone evr locate Bert!
Entropy, is there anything left of the hot DJ?
Anyway, what's up at the casa?
Not a whole lot going on, K.
From the look of the video I made, I don't think you left much of the DJ but he still be hiding behind the swings.
@_@
He MAY still be hiding....
that's what I meant to say. Jeez.
Awww poor DJ. K will kiss+ it better.
+snog
Awww poor DJ. K will kiss+ it better.
+snog
Awww poor DJ. K will kiss+ it better.
+snog
Wow! Lemme just post that three times like a dick!
Did I mention snogging the DJ? Jaysus!
I see the Mayo soap opera has move over to the Dm
Fuck my life. I missed a party?! Seriously guys! I didn't get the memo!
Ahh well. I love you all!
Catch you all later? Hopefully.. =]
All my love;
-007
<3
Hiya kiddies. Everybody enjoy the party?
hello guys!!!
hope everyone is smashing!!
Of course, I did, S&M. You do not even have to ask.
I apologize, I did not see your comment until now.
You mean you overlooked me?
What the hell?
*Princess huffs and puffs and then shrugs shoulders.
Awww, it's alright. I'll let you slide this time but don't let it happen again. ^_~
How are you today? Feel like kicking somebody? I do.
Maybe you could kick somebody for me. X_x
Wow.
Where's everyone gotten off to?
Anyone around?
Dude, we really need to clean up.
Where is everyone?
I'm locked out....again.
*kicks some plastic cups and wonders why the swing is all greasy, starts swinging and singing*
Anyone?
*la, la, la, la, la, la*
Locked out, too.
I got to about 400 this time, though.
*sweeps the porch*
errrrr....I got in Mayo for just a sec and tossed out again.
What ya been doing Mustard?
Boring, same ol shit...typical.
So...what should we do?
*waves frantically*
Hi SS! I see you!
I miss you!
Sweeeeeeeeet!
I am alone, once again.
Gotcha covered, my girl. ^_^
Yeah, I thought they fixed it for ya? WTF??
Sdock, you still can't get in. That blows. Maybe we can get SS over here to play. What do you think? Should I ask?
Of course I will.
My mood has turned foul and so has my mouth.
Hi Anima,
Jules, it's better but not fixed.
No, it's cool. I wouldn't expect him to do that.
I'm just frustrated....but I am happy he dropped by.
We needed it!
He has a knack for that sort of thing.
Hello everyone, how are you?
Sdock:
We can kill those little voices in our head for a start.
Sorry I abandoned you. I was only a rope away. I was also unable to load two windows at the same time with Mayo's up.
I thought Blogger was fixed, too. And I also thought I wasn't able to "get in," but it finally loaded.
Gonna hang here awhile :)
I'm good sdock.
Are you still locked out?
Sdock:
What's made you pissed off? Anything you want or need to talk about?
Oh, I'm so sorry to hear that sdock. Anything we can do to make it better?
HI Mustard !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Blogger pisses me off...I am pissed off that I am pissed off at blogger.
It doesn't fucking matter.
I am so happy that our friend came by to see us.
Anyhoo....
He's a great guy. I just hope he knows how much we appreciate it and how much we needed it.
Sdock:
I don't know what to say, honestly.
What did he do that made you want to cry?
I'll cry with you sdock if you want.
Alright, so can somebody like lure him outside to the porch?????
DAMN BLOGGER!
Jeez. I got jokes. I got practical jokes, too.
I just can't tell'em right now.
=(
MissT,
Would we still be pretty if we cried and our eyes got all puffy and our faces got red?
Fuck yeah we would!
Mustard,
Same shit he always does...nothing...everything.
Doesn't matter....
We can tell jokes over here or something.
Hey Princess,
I tried to call you and tell you our friend was here. I am glad you got to put a message out there to him.
Sdock, I care. We care. Please find a way to send him packin'.
[I'm sorry, I should be more sensitive, but I just can't stand to see you this way. It makes me really sad.]
Yeah we would sdock.
Puffy eyes are all the rage in '08.
Hi S&V, how are you sweetie?
I think our friend hears us.
Surely he must!
His ears are probably bleeding from all the screaming and stomping that I've been doing.
Sorry, my friend.
When I throw a tantrum, I go off the chain.
Yeah, but like I said, I was being timed and couldn't stick around. >_<
So.
So?
Now what?
Anima,
It's just not that easy...not at all.
Errr....actually it is that easy but it's not really.
Make sense?
Nawhh??
Smoke,
I dunno.
Pass him a note or something.
Put your little X X face on it...
I don't know why but I keep hearing
Jack White singing "I'm thinking about my doorbell, when you gonna ring it? When you gonna ring it?
COME ON OUTSIDE PEOPLE!!!
*waves*
Bye, bye, my friend
Take care of yourself....
*makes sad face*
Sdock, you know if you get rid of him, I will hold your hand, cry with you, stroke your hair, get drunk and we can sing in our jeans and bras.
MissT,
Did I read you have an interview?
MissT,
I know you would...I know.
Thank you.
sdock, it's not so much an interview as a look around the place. Fingers crossed though.
You talkin' about this face?
X_X
I like that face! It's my trademark!
Well, I kinda hate to keep yellin' at him. He's gonna be all like, "Shut the hell up, Princess! I hear you!".
Then I'd be all like, T_T.
Muwahahah, I hope not.
I will cross my fingers for you too!
High speed internet commercial just came on tv...reckon that's a sign?
Yes, that is a sign. Cuz I was thinking the same damn thing.
Where the hell do these other Anon's come from? Do they have like friggin' radar or something? Jeez!
I'm watching Scarred right now and it's making my bones hurt. @_@
THIS IS ME YELLING BACK!!!
;)
FYI....found out I there is a blow-up doll named after me today??????
A blow up doll. Now you can die happy sdock. You are famous.
Who knows my name though?
I mean besides everyone on here....right?
How is it that I left the party early & didn't even have a drink, and I have a hangover today?? Not fair! *whines*
Off to shower, brb...
Nutbuster Famous. Literally. ^_^
Ewwwww.
MUSTARD!!!!! I'M YELLING AT YOU AGAIN!!!
You wuv me, don't you, Mustard?!?!?
*hopes Shaunette made it home okay last night & remembered what the diamante chastity belt was for*
Smoke:
I less than three you from here to the stars. Yell at me all you wish, it won't hold me back ;)
Princess, 'Scarred' is one of my favorite shows. But I deal squeal when I watch it. Crazy shit right there.
Sdock, I totally thought of you when Mayo's drawer said your name. I wanted to say something, but I just couldn't find the words. :)
That's why I made this face....
O_O
I was like Shelby?
OMG!
Something about that was weird.....
Mustard, you is my friend and I wuv you bunches and bunches! ^_^
I really think it was a coincidence.
*decides to just go back to swinging and singing*
*bounds in on tippy toes*
*has flower in her hair*
*doesn't mind she woke up and Party sheep was gone*
Baaaaaaaaaaa!
*is in love*
*lies down with head resting on crossed forelegs*
*smiles*
Sdock, the truth is out. You are a blowup doll after all. ^_^
Yep, I guess so.
Seems that way.
*pets Shaunette* That's lovely, sweetie!
Hey everyone...
I just saw who I missed at Mayo's house. Damn, damn, damn....
I just missed him by minutes, Elena :(
Please pass to Mayo for me
Mayo,
How are you tonight? Better than okay, I hope. Me? I'm me. Take that for how much or for what it's worth. I'm not entirely sure. Not now, not ever. And definitely, not tonight.
So...it's lonely on the porch. Fuck, it's lonely in my house tonight. Crazy, right? To be a stranger in your own house. To sit next to someone, to talk to them, to look them in the eye and know that they have no fucking clue who you are. I feel like a complete stranger tonight...here, there, everywhere, anywhere. Nobody knows me....really knows me.
If I looked in the mirror, would I recognize myself? Could I pick out my own voice in a crowd? Would I call myself out for my own bullshit? Would I laugh at myself? Would I be sad for myself? Would I be proud of myself? Would I be disgusted?
Or would I sing along?
Who the fuck knows?
Relate much?
I guess that's enough wallowing, wondering, and wandering tonight, right? Fuck yes, it is.
Mayo, May you always be able to find yourself and hear yourself, my friend.
Sing along with him.
Love to YOU Always,
S
p.s. Bits and pieces are vaguely familiar.
RW that sucks. I just love it when he stops by. I don't think I'll ever forget the morning I got to talk with him. All cause he wrote that he seriously laughed for 10 minutes about something I wrote. I didn't even realize who I was talking to at first.
Gotta love him!!!
Posted it sdock sweetie.
hi elena !
sdock I hope you feel better about things soon
I'm off for lunch see y'all later
MissT,
Thank you..thank you...thank you...thank you for always being you.
Elena and RW,
Hey!
Hi guys, I'm back.
How's it hangin' on the porch?
Jenn,
It's lonely as fuck out here.
sdock,
You're welcome, you're welcome, you're welcome.
Hey sdock. I just read what you wrote to Mayo. Shit, there must be something in the air tonight cause your words sound so much the way I feel. I've been here today for the most part just listening to people but not able to join in. Ever have a day like that? I want to talk but just can't make myself. It's almost like I'm trying to make myself NOT fit in. Trying to distance myself and I don't know why. I wish I could have been there when our friend was at Mayo's. Maybe that would have made me feel better. I don't know what's wrong with me today. I really should just shut up. How can I explain what I don't understand?
Heya Sdock!!
*squeeze*
Sdock:
I make it a point to not look at mirrors anymore, for reasons I can't even count. Puzzle pieces just aren't fitting. I'm trying to force them together, but all the cardboard keeps getting bent. I don't know how to fix it.
It's just me, myself, and I, and I don't even understand any of them.
Yeah it must be something in the air...I don't know.
I feel all mixed up and fucked up.
But I love you all and I thank you for listening to me...even if it doesn't make any sense.
....or if I use lots of profanity!
Heading to bed. Have a good evening, all :)
Oh, there you are Sdock, I thought I'd missed you!
*squeezes again*
Goodnight RW, sweet dreams.
Sdock, you can swear your tits off as far as I'm concerned. I'll still love you.
Hi Jen, Hi Elena, Hi mustard.
'Night Miss T! :)
Night, RW
*squeezes back*
*tingles* :)
Hey all,
Sdock and Miss T, a big squeezy hug!
I had one of those days as well. Must be the hangover from last night.
KD,
I think you might be right. After party blues....or something like that.
*wonders if a certain purple Unicorn misses her*
Goodnight friends, maybe tomorrow will be better.
Sdocky my dear, I posted your letter at Mayo's.
Goodnight Elena, sweet dreams.
Fuck yeah sdock.
Hi KD *big hug back* how are you?
Hi Sdock, I keep missing you.
Nite Elena
I think it will be better.
KD,
You are a sweetie.
I'm researching Mayo's poem.
Any thoughts?
HiYa Jenn!
Howz are yaz?
I am well Miss T, how is the job going? (Forgot to extend my best wishes to you)
I have to go to bed too.
Goodnight everyone. I am leaving a little of my love behind, use it as you see fit.
See you tomorrow.
*pokes her head out the door*
Wow, the cleaners did an excellent job! I'm actually surprised!
And Mustard, I didn't say you did IT. I said you did it. As in the bad thing. Not the sex thing. You know, Col. Mustard in the Library with the candlestick?
...
Wait..
*pops back in just to answer KD*
It's good thanks. i'm off to see about another one tomorrow.
Goodnight again.
Goodnight Miss T!
Sdock,
I am baffled, the poem relates to grief and suffering quietly.
Who he has directed this to, is unclear.
MissT,
Take some of my love with you!!!
Love you!
Goodnight!
KD,
Yeah...that's about all I could come up with about the poem.
Don't know...maybe he just liked it. Maybe he is still dealing with his own grief...???
Damnit, I hate to leave the porch but I must hop the fence back to my house for the night.
I'll be back tomorrow.
Save my swing for me!
Love you ALL!
Nite, Mayo!
Nite, SS!
Nite, BlogBelieve Family!
Nite, Anons
Nite, Lurkers
Nite, All who aren't here!
Nite, PPU!*
Come out, come out wherever you are......
please?*
Sdock,
I would say you are on the money. He could be suffering silently, It's quite sad.
Night Sdock!
I wonder WHAT he's suffering over? I imagine that he'll tell us in time, and I think that's why he's holding his words in for a bit.
Whatever happened, it fucked him up good.
-A
I don't know amy. You can always read the melancholy in his words, so heartbreaking.
well he said "To A Reader" and I'm not sure but someone said the poem had a different title.
Perhaps it's to someone he knows will read it?
it's a very melancholy poem and hints at something lost
you know, i actually think it's a bit of a postive poem, because it ends with looking out over the water at the light...that just seems so hopeful to me, in a quiet way.
i'm going to write my note to mayo, now...perchance it will be carried hither for me?
*bright eyes*
of course I shall carry it for you
mayo,
well, i'm back to the note-writing. *sigh*
but it's not like we're damaging your wall over here on the porch! sdock put up a bulletin board, see. it's all good.
i've been reading the poem off and on throughout the day, coming back to it and letting the words and their images seep into my understanding.
this is the kind of poem i like. it has space for me to rest in, it doesn't come from the poet's intellect, but from his heart. when i read it, the first part is heartsore, but the second part has me standing on the wet beach at my seahurst park, looking out at the cold puget sound. it's a quiet place in the winter, a good place to stand and listen to the water talk with the shore, and think about the mysteries of things.
of course, the light i would see standing there would be sunset, the light of endings, but it doesn't matter. it's not a sad time. looking out over the deep water at the light is always such an outward reaching, always an endless uplifting moment.
maybe this isn't what the poet intended, but this poem reminds me to look up from the damp dark sand at my feet and watch the light, and listen to its silent song. it reminds me to search out the beauty around me, always, especially in the lonely moments, especially when i'm curled tight around my own pain.
so, i thank you, once again, for beauty and poetry. you've lead my thoughts along new paths, once again.
do you remember i once sent you a beautiful day? i think i have just enough postage to send you another one. keep a sharp eye out for it, ok?
good night, mayo. best of dreams to you.
done for you TJ :)
sleep tight and have a good day tomorrow
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