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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
31 comments:
Good morning! Go west, young sdock.
Good Morning!
West? Ya reckon?
Okay, seems as good a direction as any.
Thanks.
I say a little Northwest.
But that's just me.
And I could totally be sending you to Alabama right now. O_o
*puts out fresh, hot cup of Starbucks for PPU*
HAVE A GREAT DAY PORCHIES!!!
*leaves a bean burrito, some rice, cheetos, green tea, and red hots for PPU*
*sticks tongue out at Smoke*
Top that!
West is good.
I iz from the west. It is a nice place!
Fuck, I forgot chocolates!
*leaves Chocolates for all the porchies*
Mmmmmm, chocolate...
Thankees, Solly ^_^
*leaves smoochies for PPU*
That tops anything, Solly.
SNAP! I WIN! :)
Hi, S&V :)
Oh hell no....
You can't top...
Solly ♥s!
Solly ♥s are extra special and filled with magical powers.
Hiya RW! :)
Sorry Solly.
My smoochies are hard to come by and that makes them very valuable. Not everyone gets to have some of my smoochies.
So, they win.
SNAPS FOR S&M SMOOCHIES! @_@
RW ♥s S&V and Solly
S&V ♥'s RW and Solly!
Grrr....we will see about that!
Good afternoon porchies and multi colored unicorns.
Have a nice evening.
☺
Same to ya, Anon! :)
What IF a wood chuck could chuck wood? Would that really be such a big deal?
Bwuahaha.
That's a really great question!
I wouldn't think so, but don't tell that to the man or woman who made up that little rhyme! ;)
I agree, Mustard. It was probably the same asshat that made us believe Sally sold seashells by the seashore.
So true!
Or the same one that said Jack jumped over a candle stick.
Whoopty fucking do. I can do that. No big.
Hey, Smoke!
Just conversing with Woodchuck here!
I see that! You two are making me laugh. :)
Welp, I was about to head on off to bed.
Goodnight Mustard!
Goodnight Woodchuck Ponderer Person!
Goodnight Porch!
Sweet dreams! See you guys tomorrow!
Goodnight, Smoke!
I bet the Woodchuck could chuck the fuck out of some wood.
Just sayin...
Okay, well....
G'nite, Porchies!
Sweet dreams!
Goodnight, Sdock!
Thank you for making us laugh, Woodchuck Ponderer!
Goodnight, Porch!
Good night, Mustard.
Thank YOU for making ME laugh. :)
If Peter Piper picked a pack of picked peppers, a pack of picked peppers Peter Piper picked. If Peter Piper picked the pack of picked peppers, where's the pack of picked peppers Peter Piper picked?
The mysteries of the universe are endless.
Goodnight porchies, unicorns and woodchuck ponderers.
☺
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