Good is okay, right?
It's better than bad...
Which can always get worse.
p.s. Because technically, it is still MissT's bday....Happy Birthday!!
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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
45 comments:
Hi FASC!
Congrats on 1st place!
thank you solly!!
have a good day!!
FASC,
Thanks, you too!
Mustard,
Did you pick up that guitar solo in your dream?
Porchies,
I will see you after 5! Have a good day!
HAPPY JAPPY BIRTHDAY MISST!!!!!!
♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥
8 hours and forty minutes.
Ewwwwww.
Everyone have a lovely Thursday and I'll be back later on.
PPU,
Why on earth would you want to go back out into the real world? You're a unicorn for crying out loud. The real world is no place for a unicorn. ^_^
Have a good one, and uhh, some of us around here kind of miss you.
Ahem.
Anyhoo!!!!!!!!!
Feels like an "8th Grade" kind of day, Mustard. Or possibly Marshall Mathers.
Not sure how violent I want to get just yet.
Hell no, I didn't.
WTF? I don't even remember anything from my sleep last night. And I purposely saw pictures of Ray in my head, hummed the solo, and replayed that video of the Revenge studio recordings. And what do I get?
Not a damn thing >_<
Anyway! I hope you all have a fantastic Thursday. I woke up and it felt like Friday, so I'm not too happy about that.
Make it a good day!
8th Grade, Mustard.
8th Grade.
^_^
LOUDER NOW!
You know what? Eff that.
Make it LEATHERMOUTH!
Niiiiiice.
Goodmorning all.
Hey Princess, after reading your comment about the destruction of LHM's trampoline yesterday, footage of the high winds made news coverage here. Scary stuff.
Keep safe guys, ok?
Oh, and not so slow after all FASC.
Well done =)
*waves*
Are you alright?
Oh, and not so slow after all FASC.
Well done =)
thank you kindly PP!!
hi porch dwellers!!!
Fimmy, I stopped by your place. I'll try to be on line later tonight.
Slaw Ass Smok - I get out at 3 today. I'll think of you when I drive away from this hellish job. I'll try to pick a tune with you in mind.
GRRRRRRRRR!!!!
Jenn,
Something loud and violent. That'll do it. ^_^
Did you ever want to be somebody else? Why them?
I'd like to be someone else right now. I'd like to be Jenn who's getting off at 3:00. ^_^
Honestly though, no. I don't think so. I can't think of anyone that I've ever just wanted to be.
I kind of like me most of the time. Sometimes I'd like for 'me' to be different but not like anyone else.
If that makes any sense whatsoever.
Jenn who's getting off at 3:00
0_0
Oh stop it!
I knew when I typed that it didn't sound right! GAHHHHH!!!!
Would you ever have a mud bath?
*is not a dirty bird*
Thank you for saving me from receiving the trophy, Anonymous. ;)
Did you ever want to be somebody else? Why them?
I've never wanted to be someone else, but I can assure you there have been times I wished I was different than who I am.
But, no. I've never said, "Man, I'd kill to be them."
Would you ever have a mud bath?
I hear that they're good for your skin and complexion, so yeah. Just give me a place to wash the shit off afterwords!
Gotsta go!
See you dudes later!
*afterWORDS?
Oh damn.
A mud bath could be fun....
As long as it didn't eff up my tiara. ^_^
Have you ever commited a crime?
Depends on what you consider a crime. ^_~
anon,
try putting a bra on your milk bags.
O_O
What?
Like two plastic bags, joined together?
Did you ever want to be somebody else? Why them?
i kind of never wanted to really be me but i guess i was Ok enough with it to live with it.
when i was about 11 yrs old i wanted to be my friend cos her family were quite well off and she had a pony!!! and i knew that was never going to happen for me!
Would you ever have a mud bath?
yes i would.
Have you ever commited a crime?
only the usual, under age smoking and drinking.
a bit of drug use.
oh i shop lifted a few times when i was a kid. just sweets, nothing major.
oh yeh and i have drunk driven a few times when i was much younger. that is really bad and i am ashamed of that.
hello porch dwellers!!
anon,
you need to get a good fitting bra for your sweater meat.
afterwords
BEST WORD EVER!!!!!!!!
Hi everyone!
At work, and it's crazy again.
Just popping in to wish Miss T a Happy B-day *grope*!!
TTYL! ^_^
PPU,
I miss you and I am sending out special Solly ♥s your way.
Bet ya didn't know they are very magical and powerful against the crazy meffing real world.
Fuck yeah, they are!
They are dying....
The blogs are dying...
WTF are we gonna do?
I don't know. I guess your sheer fabulousness could only keep them going for so long.
We are missing the unicorn. That's what it is.
HONEYS!
I'M BACK!
Hey Sdock! Hey SMOOOOKE! Hey SisterM!
Happy Birthday again to MissT!
Mustard,
Come over to Mayo's, you might have some fun there ;)
On my way!
SMOKE?!?!
SDOCK?!?!
Where'd you guys go?
Awesome!
I thought he was a goner!
Uh, Wrong place >_<
Smok, I pressed "play" on my CD player and got "Taste of Ink" And yes, I thought of you :)
Is it worth the can you even hear me
Standing with your spotlight on me
Not enough to feed the hungry
I'm tired and I felt it for awhile now
In this sea of lonely
The taste of ink is getting old
It's four o' clock in the fucking morning
Each day gets more and more like the last day
Still I can see it coming
While I'm standing in the river drowning
This could be my chance to break out
This could be my chance to say goodbye
At last it's finally over
Couldn't take this town much longer
Being half dead wasn't what I planned to be
Now I'm ready to be free
So here I am it's in my hands
And I'll savor every moment of this
So here I am alive at last
And I'll savor every moment of this
Won't you think I'm pretty
When I'm standing top the bright lit city
And I'll take your hand and pick you up
And keep you there so you can see it
As long as you're alive and care
I promise I will take you there
We'll drink and dance the night away
We'll drink and dance the night away
So here I am it's in my hands
And I'll savor every moment of this
So here I am alive at last
And I'll savor every moment of this
Savor every moment of this
(As long as you're alive here I am..)
As long as you're alive
Here I am
I promise I will take you there
As long as you're alive
Here I am
I promise I will take you there
Won't you think I'm pretty
When I'm standing top the bright lit city
And I'll take your hand and pick you up
And keep you there so you can see it
So long as you're alive and care
I promise I will take you there
So long as you're alive and care
I promise I will take you there
So here I am it's in my hands
And I'll savor every moment of this
So here I am alive at last
And I'll savor every moment of this
Savor every moment of this
Savor every moment of this
TASTE OF INK!!!!!!!!
YAY!
I ♥ that song. ^_^
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