How 'bout you guys on the porch?
Have you started a mosh pit today?
How's that been working out for you?
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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
64 comments:
first?
YES!!!!!!
i wanted it i never get first
Shove it, Ho bag!
ohhh the game is on bean, it is so on
muppet
hehehe Bring it...
at least sd10 you told me about the new post this time, last night i was on the last one like a complete twit waiting for you all.
The first 5 posts were all at 8:58 LOL
i so brought it.
Damnit! You guys are moshing already!
Niiiiiiiiiice!
Musstaaaaaaaaaaaaard! Where did you go?
I've done that before. I was thinking 'where is everyone?'
yay sd10 will be on my side, walk away loser.
*moshing like no tomorrow but does not know how to mosh*
Fimble I love you for saying twit.
Do you think I will look all crazy Britney like if I start speaking with a British accent just until MissT comes back?
lol i awlways do it but i was actually like that for an hour or so. i felt so retarded and smelly
I'm still here.
Just thinking and writing.
I don't want to get smooshed in the mosh, so I'm just gonna sit riiiiiight here on the steps.
Watch out for me!
no you could never look like britters, unless you shave your head. you can have an accent, you have to have an accent.
bean tell sd10 she has to be one of us
where is princess and splash, have they gone to the mosh pit without us
Hi Socky, sorry for spamming up the Porch.
Yes, Fumble is right. You need to speak with a british accent.
sd10 listen to bean - she alone totaly spammed the porch. i think she needs to be spanked
Can you say 'bloody hell'? us Brits say that a lot.
Or 'bollocks' and 'fortnight' that's 2 weeks to you Merricans.
socky, fumble made me do it, she is a very bad influence on me.
i think we have been left alone bean.
Mustard, I'll sit beside you.
Fimble, what you mean? One of what?
Lucy do you want to come to Florida and mosh with us?
The Princess? I think she had to to leave for a few mins.
Do you think I will look all crazy Britney like if I start speaking with a British accent just until MissT comes back?
Go for it, Sdock!!
sd10, you can be one of us english folk
Oh I know fortnight, but only because I have watched Wimbledon for like forever.
Oooh, hey RW!
Do you have your dress made for the Mayosquerade Ball yet?
lol wimbledon classic.
hey sd10, tell everyone here what rubber means in american
It's a condom, right?
Are you wearing a rubber? Do you have any rubbers? I hate rubbers? I'm allergic to rubbers.
right well a rubber in england is
an eraser
Oooooooooooh, Well I could see how that could cause an awkward pause in conversation.
Can I borrow a rubber?
Muahahah!
Hey, if I get my rambling note together, will one of you guys pass it over for me?
Oooh, hey RW!
Do you have your dress made for the Mayosquerade Ball yet?
0_0
For the what? Have I been missing out??
Is this the crazy masquerade ball we were talking about a little while back?
yes i will sd10 and as a matter of fact i was sat in lesson and in the middle of the class i asked for a rubber.
they all laughed at me until i had to explain to them what i meant. how fucking embarassing is that
Yep, RW, that's the one!
Fimble, muahahah!
I wish you could hear all the southern slang words we have.
well let me know then i may be able to make friends
Yep, RW, that's the one!
Oh dear! I haven't started on an outfit yet! 0_0
Um... when is it? And is Mayo going to be escorting all of us?
RW,
I think Bikey is taking all of us...not sure. Not sure if we have decided on a date.
Musssssstarddd!!! When is the ball?
Fimble, oh no, no, no...Floridians do NOT talk like South Georgians. Hell, North Georgians don't talk like South Georgians.
Socky I would LURVE to go to Florida with y'all.
well gie me something so i am able to make friends damit. help a fimble out
I think Bikey is taking all of us.
That's a lovely idea :)
*whispers* Do you think he knows what he's getting himself into?
But Fimble, I'm afraid the Floridians (who are mostly transplanted Yanks) would look at you really crazy if you started speaking southern slang.
Like...oh this is gonna be so hard to type it like it sounds.
Give me a minute and let me see what I can come up with.
The Princess might be better at this than I.
No idea, Sdock.
I guess whenever someone wants to have it?
RW,
I think the Princess already posed that question to him already.
I think the dude has got some serious game.
oh please, will someone post this at mayo's for me??
poetry-giving anon:
thank you so much!
i cannot begin to tell you how perfectly this poem slots itself into my soul, it's like a missing piece.
i would grip your hand tightly in gratitude if you were standing before me.
-tj
Posted at Mayos:
For SS and the Family
Wild Geese
You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
for a hundred miles through the desert repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.
from Dream Work by Mary Oliver
published by Atlantic Monthly Press
© Mary Oliver
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.
I love this.
done it tj
That was a lovely poem. This has been such a smiley, laughing, feel good day for me.
And this poem just makes it better.
i am glad sd10
thank you thank you fimble!
*squeezy hug!*
i hate being ecto -- that poem just blew me away. i'm still buzzing with it!
*extra squeezy hug to fimble*
its ok hn, i just expect a big cup of coffee later for our coffee hour ok. have it waiting for me please. i will be there later ok
I think the Princess already posed that question to him already.
I think the dude has got some serious game.
He's going to need it!
roger wilco, fimble. that cup will be so big, you'll need both hands just to lift it, and will get a nice bicep workout to boot.
;D
cheers tj, i will wonder around in a bit ok. keep it warm and i will flex my muscles to warm up ok
rw, can i go to the ball
rw, can i go to the ball
Of course, FS! What are you going to wear?
Please pass to Mayo for me:
Mayo,
How are you tonight? I hope that you are well. I also hope that you have spent your day smiling and laughing as much as I have. Today has been a really nice day for me. I have enjoyed it thoroughly.
The Princess and I went to see that new movie "Untraceable". Dude, that was creepy. All about internets and blogs and killing folks...and our obsession with death and control. I won't reveal too much because I don't want to ruin it for anyone. Just makes you realize that there really isn't that much fiction out there anymore. All this shit could very well have happened or be happening at this moment. Scary times we live in. Sometimes I wonder if these movies just put more twisted ideas out there for people....
Mayo, I just wanted to drop you a note to say that I hope you had a nice day. I hope you smiled, laughed, listened, loved, and all the pieces fell right into place.
Love to YOU Always,
S
p.s. I crack myself up.
done it
Thank you love!
Must go spend time with dude now or my evening will be in a downward spiral.
Love you ALL!
'Night Sdock! :D
And night everyone, I am heading to bed!
night sd10 and rw. sleep well tonight
xx
Hello porch dwellers!
Chapter Three kind of sucks! But the pictures are all right. Not the one I did, but the others.
I'm sorry it took me forever to do it; I wasn't home much this week. ^_^
Well, I'm not too pleased with this part, but I hope someone can walk away with a giggle or a smile, at least. ^_^
morning porch dwellers!
just a quick hello from me and i'll be back in later ok!!
the race will recommence on monday!!
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