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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
22 comments:
I'm only happy when it rains.....
Except, not really. O_o
Waahahahahahah!!!!
One week!!!!!
EEEEEEEE!!!!
^_^
Where is FASC? I miss her early mornin' effs.
Whooooooaaahhhh.....
I woke up singing Jack White this morning. Imagine that.
Where the mothereffin' eff is our sonofamothereffin' unicorn?
>_<
Gah!
Have a great day people!
This time next week, I will be driving my happy little ass to Orlando!
YAAAAAAAYYYYYNEEEESSSSSSSSS!!!!!
Later!
Morning all!
One week?! yay!!! =)
Official Countdown time for the Georgia Pocket Rockets and their mission to the far reaches of LeatherMouth!
Socky,
Our Fabulously Fantastic FASC has her sweet munchkins home on holiday, so she's dropping by a bit later some days. It does take some getting used to not seeing her F's first thing in the morning here.
And from the future I can confirm Wednesday was indeed weird wacky.
It's not everyday you find a hoard of handsome Formula One drivers in your house*.
Thanks MissT =)
Have a great day everyone! =)
*dream. And OMG, what a dream!
Sweet!
Okay, Mayo's is ridiculous again.
Thanks for the TBS shout out, whoop whoop! I ♥ you guys!
Number nine! YAY!
Holy shit!
run away from Mayos!
Yikes!
(Hang in there K)
I'll be back later.
Thanks, Bunnicula. ^_^
Whoop whoop Princess! How much do I love Eddie Reyes? MUCHLY! ^_^
Number 12 @ 11:52. O_o
Seriously, WTF?
I don't know who those anons are, but they're creeping me out.
I know. It's just wrong and there's absolutely nothing you can do about it.
It's frustrating. >_<
What's their damage?
Why single out K and Solly? I just don't get it.
Not only that, it's more than saying, "Oh, you suck." or "you're ugly" it's digging into personal information.
It's freaking me out.
I don't get it either.
I don't know, dude. I don't know what it is they actually want. I guess it never occurred to me to ask until today.
Ten bucks says that they don't have an answer.
I agree, no answer will be given.
ps. I can't wait until school starts back up.
Maybe we should ask the hostile anons what grade they're going in to?
hey porchies!!
mayos looks pretty grim at the moment!
sorry to K and solly for the shit.
Ten bucks says that they don't have an answer.
they won't answer. i don't think they have the intelligence to word a reply!!
It's just for attention. From now on they're not getting any from me.
Goodnight, Porchies.
Sleep warm and tight.
u n i
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