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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
84 comments:
Morning. :)
Whoop! Whoop! Morning, Chickadee!
How are you?
In a "Fuck you, and you, and youandyouandyou" type of mood.
But, the wrong side of the bed was calling me, so it is what it is.
And I'm having this intense urge to listen to the Beatles all effing day, so the day might get better. :)
Annnnnnnnd, how are you?!
I hope all of you are having a better morning than me, waking up with a terrible hangover. Anyway...
Three days. Not long to go now Solly and Smoke :)
Have a good one!!!
...and hey Mustard :)
Bye!!
KD!
Oh no! You gotsta drink lots of water. Drink 'til you pee! ;)
It's been so long! Are you okay aside from having a hangover?
A Southern Belle told me to hop on by here and I couldn't resist her gentle lilt.
Oh and hi to anyone who's bopping around here at the moment.
(gotta take out blasted garbage!)
Okay, I must know, did you watch "Bang, Bang" yet?
Ponder ponder...I forgot the rest. It was a saying.
Hey, GV!
Nope, but I will. Let me try the link again.
Wow, the porch is alive with activity this morning. I feel like I should pass around a tray with freshly squeezed OJ and some bagels or some scones or something.
Hi Sparkle Katherine
Hey mustard! What's happening?
Oh, I am becoming conscious. See that Ms. Drier has a hangover. If you can get a hold of B vitamins, they do wonders.
Random question: everyone loves stories about forbidden love, right?
I'll take a scone, though all I have to offer in exchange are my expensive cigs and extra strong earl grey tea.... anyone want some?
I'll have some tea. I think I need to lay off the cigs.
Yeah, do you have a juicy forbidden love story?
Scones are the desired breakfast food around here, fo' sho'.
The link is still not working, lemme try again in a bit.
How is everything else here in the many kingdoms on the continent of BlogBelieve, by the way? I haven't visited anything but personal blogs in... wow.... at least a couple months, I think.
Mustard, I suck at linking. We might have to get Fimble to send it to you. If not, just search for it.
Umm, I think it's typically crazy, Katherine. Just the usual stuffs going on. How are things with you? Have you had a nice weekend?
*ink black but nummy tea to solly*
I mention the love story because my mom bought me this faerie magazine... looking for submissions... and the stories they already had in there... well.... I'm mean. There were a lot of sentences ending in exclamation points!
So driving home from work this morning, I was thinking of a whole bunch of fun fae stories and randomly this one grabbed me about a faery who falls in love with a Catholic priest... you can kinda guess some of my plot points, brilliant ladies you are.
But even so, you guys still like romance like that, right? It entertains you?
Well, I'd say it's the same way as when you stopped visiting a few months ago, but that isn't the reality. It's way different, GV.
I like a good story just in general. So, yeah, sure! :)
Really, mustard. I hope different in a... nicer way?
*pouts*
(all about expressing myself today, I guess)
Sometimes nice, sometimes not. But in the overall sense, I mean, it's different.
Absolutely, about the romance.
BlogBelieve, yeah, like Mustard says it's probably the same, if not worse. We have bad days, really bad days, and some okay day, and sometimes if we are really lucky we get a moment or two of really good times.
Oh, okay. Le sigh.
Everything is ever changing.
(I am also a fortune cookie!)
Different people, I'm guessing.
Yeah, really lucky. Like if there were pennies everywhere, heads up. Lucky as in if BlogBelieve was made up of nothing but four-leaf clovers, or if we had beds made of lucky rabbits' feet.
Thanks for your input. I'm thinking I will even - gasp! - give it a happy ending. Which, for me, because I was born with a severe romantic cynicism, is almost unheard of for me.
But I'm gonna do it!
Rather, I'm hoping I can do so.
Well, good for you, GV! That's great!
Will you post it on your blog when you are done? I love reading your stories.
Oh no, Mustard! The exclamation points are attacking here!
Eeeee!
I wish I could write stories.
Mustard,
We still gotta write our song we never finished for our band that has no name.
Bwuahahah.
*tries again*
Well, good for you, GV. That's great. ^___^
YAY!
We still gotta write our song we never finished for our band that has no name.
We seriously fail so hard. We're just a whole bunch of fail.
No name band. Unfinished song. And I'm not so good at air guitar. :/ WHOOP WHOOP!
Oh, sure, solly. However, I'll post it after I send it and get more info just because I know some magazines want to be the first to publish a story, blah blah.
But yeah. If it weren't for that, I'd make it another serial like the last one, though I wouldn't make you guys wait as long this time around. I pretty much have the story now mapped in my head.
Mustard,
Why don't you not only listen to the Beatles today, but also go out and buy you some brand new old White Stripes? I think that might make you feel better.
Jack always makes me feel better.
I love ya, Mustard. I hope you didn't take offense! It was meant in kindness!
No name band?
Katherine,
I bet you have a million stories in your head.
Oh my gosh, no! No offense taken, I was playing, too. :)
Yeah, we thought up this really cool band name, so we (me and Sdock) were going to, you know, form a band.
But we forgot our supercool, awesome band name that PPU would have loved, so now we have no name. And no song.
Katherine,
Mustard and I came up with the most awesome band name ever one night and nobody can remember what it was. Since then, it's a running joke about writing songs for our no name band and stuff. Mustard and I are gonna be like the White Stripes. She will play guitar and I'll play drums. There's only the 2 of us. RW is our crowd vomiter and PPU is our mananger.
I think.
Sdock,
I might just do that.
But we have song titles, right?
Pinch, Poke, Punch & Provoke
P to the 4th Power or something like that.
Or my personal fave...
"It's my comma, and I will use it how I wanna!"
LOL, yeah, it went like that. Damn, it was SUCH A COOL NAME! >_<
Oh, Mustard, I HATE when that happens. I'll be working, messing with blood, humming random lyrics like a mad woman and stop and be like oooo that melody, that lyric line, that would be a song people would enjoy!
But I have no chance to record it, write it down at work. 8 hours later at home, I'll think yes! What was it?
And I've totally forgotten.
solly, you are indeed correct, unfortunately. My imagination never gives me peace! If only some comic company had accepted a submission, I could give them, friggin', 20 stories a day! Such is life...
Mustard,
Do it. Give yourself something today. I've been getting used to doing that again. Fuck the other day, these CDs were only 8 bucks each at Wal Mart. So go get em...you kinda know Icky Thump already, so go buy, White Blood Cells or Elephant.
Yep, those were our titles of our songs!
Those titles rock my world.
I would totally pay $30 to see you guys play live!
See that's the thing about coming up with something that you think is amazingly great. It's never when you are sitting down with a fucking piece of paper and a pen. It's when you are driving or working or cleaning the fucking toilet or in the middle of a conversation with someone.
Which a very wise someone once told me that if I had what I thought was some huge revelation and then couldn't remember it, well, then it must not have been that great of revelation. Right?
The B side would be
Run Away with Your Run-On Sentence
Bwah, now I am being silly.
Or another one...
Orange is the New Black
I think that's what people just say to console you.
Though Quinn (my ex-bandmate) bought a little voice recorder that I carried with me all the time so I would try and say or sing the different things as they came to me.
But, as you said, I'd turn it on and this songbird would flop dead.
Wings might twitch a little maybe. But yeah.
My head really hurts :(
I feel sicky sicky.
And then you have days like today, where I feel like I have tons of shit floating around in there, but I can't catch any of it. Grr, it's frustrating. Either I'm numb or manic.
Oh, RW! So sad I get to talk to you in this sad state after forever.
What kind of sicky?
Like... hangover sicky? Or actual illness sicky?
Orange is the New Black
*throws a hand over your mouth*
RW,
I'm so, so sorry. Mine is just a nagging headache that won't go away completely. Is there anything else you can try or do you just have to wait until the weather changes?
Aw, not again, RW! Did you take some medicine?
*bites Mustard's hand*
Now feed me!
Bwahah, get it, get it, get it?
Biting the hand that feeds me?
Nevermind.
Preach it, Sister Solly!
Well, that garbage is glaring at me.
I might as well be... ugh, responsible and take it out before my friend arrives.
I hope all of you sicky peoples feel better and numbly manic catch a whiff of focused inspiration!
It would have been funnier had you not explained what you meant. ;)
I did laugh though, because that was really funny to me this morning.
It's air pressure-related migraines again, I'm afraid :/
I also think that spending all that time around paint yesterday when I wasn't feeling well to begin with didn't help. And as pretty as a red room is, it's not a good colour to spend any amount of time around when you're not feeling well.
I also only got about 3 hours sleep last night.
T'was not a good night.
Bye, GV! It was great chatting with you! Have a great day!!!!!!!!!!
;)
Oh, RW. I'm so sorry. Maybe you should take it easy today?
I think I shall take your advice, Mustard. The second coat of paint can wait.
Bye, GV :) Have a lovely day!
Bye, Katherine. Have a great day!
RW,
Fuck, the paint. I think you could be right. Please get yourself some fresh air today. We had a young teacher who died a couple of years ago. He was painting and was overcome by the fumes.
Mustard,
It was pretty funny.
There's pretty good ventilation in the room I'm painting, but I'm going to do as you say & get air and lay off the painting today.
Also, the humidity is high today so that isn't helping.
I'm making myself something to eat, then I shall have a shower & head out for a bit.
I'm in the bathroom, chopping inches off my hair. I feel like Britney Spears!
It's liberating!
Are you doing it yourself, Solly?? 0_0
WTF is going on in here? ^_^
I finally feel better. YAY! I hope you feel better, RW!
The band name.
Did it have something to do with the Black Pajama Party?
Like was it a play off of that?
Gah!
This is driving me insane.
Hi, S&V! I'm glad you feel better ^_^
Smoke,
I can't remember, gaaaaaaaaah!
Yes, RW. I am chopping it off myself, so Smoke can straighten it out for me later.
Bwhahah!
It's still below my shoulders and it already feels so much better.
I used to chop my own hair too, Solly. As you say, it's liberating!
I miss Shannon Hoon. :(
Me too, Smoke. Galaxy is my fave song.
Did you watch that? The live acoustic version of No Rain?
I just want to squeeze him.
OMG, I ♥ Brody Jenner. ^_^
Okay, gots to go get dressed.
RW,
I am sending you lots of feel better vibes.
See you folks later!
XOXO
Ta, S&V :)
Have a good day!
Me too, RW. Sending you lots of feel better stuffs. Go get you some fresh air.
See ya'll later!
Thank you, Solly :) Will do!
Have a good day!
Damn! I missed alla y'all!
and I want 81. ;)
OMG, I am so tired of headaches. Gahhh!
Me too, Solly :/
I think we should all take tomorrow off to just relax at home.
Nite, Porchies!
Have sweet White Stripes dreams!
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