Not now.
But it was when I was awake.
First at 2
then at 3
still at 4
WTF?
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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
27 comments:
good morning solly!
good morning porchies!
I feel like punching somebody.
Hope you all have a lovely day!
sorry you had a bad nights sleep solly!! i hate that!
ooh you snuck in there!
you too solly!
I didn't sleep well either, Solly :/
I iz tired!
I feel like punching somebody.
Hope you all have a lovely day!
O_o
Just think of squeezing Frankie!
RW,
Let's find a nice warm quiet spot and curl up and go back to sleep.
I won't tell if you won't.
Grrr, I hate when I forget to click the email comments tab.
Gah! Must everything be an uphill battle?
Guess that's better than going downhill with rollerskates.
Although the latter sounds like way more fun.
So... what exactly is "a lex icon"?
RW,
Let's find a nice warm quiet spot and curl up and go back to sleep.
I won't tell if you won't.
That sounds wonderful! It's a date ^_^
Have a good day, all!
sorry smoke @ 6.31am i thought you were solly!
hi also to smoke and RW!
have good days!
and now i am really gone!
Morning girls and (missing) guys.
Hmm. A picture is worth a 1000 words.
Have a great day everyone. =)
>_<
PP! Hmmm, indeed!
I don't know whether to laugh at the moment of capture, or to be sympathetic and/or empathetic.
Talk to you guys later! No sleeping and no punching today!
LOL, is Mikey still wearing his TBP pants?
Frank's face says it all i think!!
i wonder what they are discussing?
hi mustard!
LOL, is Mikey still wearing his TBP pants?
certainly looks like it mustard!!
Frank's face says it all i think!!
that comment refers to PP's picture btw.
frankie giving his all!!
I never sleep well on Sunday nights, or coming off a vacation.
too much stress coming back to work.
What's been left on my desk?
How many fires will I have to put out?
What other kinds of bullshit will I have to shovel out of the way?
Did I set my alarm?
He's snoring again, maybe I should smother him this time.
What am I going to wear?
Oh shit, is it really 4 am?
Damn I'm tired.
Who likes Funyuns?
Ummm, I do.
You can't breathe on anybody if you're eatin'em though. ^_~
Funyons are the bomb, yo. Just keep that Binaca handy.
Mustard!
Are you here? Is anyone here? Get the eff on AIM pronto! I have to tell you about my bitchin' day!
Hi :)
Well, that just doesn't have the same ring to it.
Bwuahah, no, not really. ;)
Night, Sdock!
Night, guys!
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