Yeah, I was going to go with Shunday and then I thought Spunday and well...this sounds a little more cheery. (I almost typed cherry.)
How weird is that? Want a cherry topped Sundae?
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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
28 comments:
Coulda been STUNday.
Or Scumday.
Hahaha. Wanna go to that place that we're not supposed to talk about?
I miss SS. :(
I'm just sayin'.
Have fun at the place of unmentionability!
Me, too.
It doesn't seem right without him, does it?
:(
Yeah, I'll go with ya! When ya wanna go? I mean I need some material to write tonight.
Hi Mustard!
I know.
And I miss a lot of people, don't get me wrong.
But, I dunno. SS always had stories to tell and always made me think. And his words always seem to give me a kick in the ass, and I dunno. I miss that. I guess I miss the challenge.
But, on the other hand, given his demeanor, he would probably be the first to say, "You don't need me. You have it in you."
And now I'm rambling, but yeah. He's missed.
Helloooooo, Sdock!
Do wha?
WTH?
You've lost me. What are you talking about? O_o
Ummm, now?
I know, Mustard. You're probably right but damn, it just doesn't seem right. :(
I wanna smack him and then give him a big old hug.
Oh, were you not serious? No, I don't want to go now, but I thought you meant you wanted to go.
Damn, my communication skillz need some tweaking.
Mustard, I hear ya. There are lots of peeps and things I miss about this place.
*waves to everyone lurking*
Yeah, I also miss PPU.
Oh, PPU knows he's missed. Effin' unicorn. ^_~
Wait, what? You've still got me confused. When do you wanna go?
It's funny, but at the same time, it makes me sad that I can't think of all the people who are not around very often.
But, the funny part about it is, when they show up, I get this great feeling like it's a reunion or something. You just want to tackle them.
Anyhoot.
Yeah, like if Sister Midnite were to show up today, it would seem like old times.
*waves to Nik*
Smoke, whenver you wanna go. This afternoon?
Yep, and I feel like pooh-pooh for not being able to remember. It's not because I don't care, that's for sure.
Gahhhhh!
I MISS ERRBODY!
Cool.
What time?
After lunch?
Did you just try to call me?
Nuhuh.
Oh. Okay. My phone is dead. That is what happens when it has a battery that needs to be recharged. O_O
Um, so do you have a phone that can call me when you get ready to leave?
Yeppers.
It's charging now.
'kay!
Later then.
Mayo's smells today.
Anyone around?
hey solly dock!
Hi FASC,
How goes it?
SOLLY!!
fine thank you!
how you doing? i have just popped into mayos cos i've not been around this weekend much. its rather bleak isn't it?!!
i'm sorry for all the shit solly. it will move on like everything does though.
solly gotta go!
see you tomorrow ok!!
*hugs*
This is what the OPS said about you Kapunua!! I posted their porn shit and they said they knew who I was and I KNEW they were going to say I was you so I asked them..... and this is what they said. This is here in case they delete it
Original Punks said...
I didn't say who I thought you might be b/c I didn't see your taunt, Broken Record Girl.
Well, the way I see it, if I say who I thinK you are, you'll come on and deny it, and accuse me of being paranoid or a hater, and try to turn everyone against me--again. And if I DON'T say it, you'll simply accuse me of being chickenshit and taunt me for not saying who I thinK you are. So, it's a lose/lose situation for me all the way around. I could email you, but then you'd put the email up here and accuse me of pointing fingers, etc. I could go to your blog and say it, but you'd probably post that here as well, then erase it off your blog. And even if I put it on OUR blog, you'd C and P it here, and point more fingers to try and make people thinK I'm a desperate loser.
So, no thanKs, I'll pass on that offer.
To Hell with you and all your friends.
J
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