I wish I could remember the things I need to forget.
Is it this?
Was it that?
Him?
There?
Here?
Where?
How?
Why?
Oh, wait....
Now, I remember.
Damn!
Forget it, it's not worth explaining.
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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:
Can someone remind me?
On second thought, don't.
That's the whole point, right?
Don't ask me.
I'm not supposed to think about it.
Oh yeah.
Dude,
What da piss?
Who took off the pics?
Smoooooooooooooke?
Whatchoo doin?
Ummm, the Trojans won again!
o_O
Well, at least the younguns won't have to miss any school this Friday seeing as how they are already out of school for Thanksgivum Holidays and all.
What? Huh? I didn't do anything? What's missing?
The pics weren't showing up, so I thought you had changed something and I went and removed mine. Must've been a blogger thing.
You need to come over here, I have stuffs for you.
8queeeee!!!!!!!
Okay!
Oh goodness, you might be a tad bit disppointed when you get here.
Hmmm...
hi there porchies!!
i have no minutes.
just popping in to say hello and hope you are all doing great?!
love to you all and where the fuck is Kapunua??
and jesus!! mustard we do miss you so! where did you go??
anyway that's me. sorry bizzy old weekend with the family and all.
i have eaten way too much king prawn curry. very lovely but i am stuffed!!
seeya bunnies.....
Hello oooo ooo oo o
Is anybody out there?
Can anybody here me?
No.
I didn't think so.
:(
Hobbit feet and monkey arms, where did you gals go off to? And blasphemy on the slaw hatin' on the dogs, Smoke, that's like tantamount to marching with Sherman! Okay, not really, as long as you don't start slathering sauerkraut on it you're okay.
Hi Errbody! *waves*
It's snowing here! WHOOP WHOOP!
Just a quick in and out from me, I have to go shopping with my friend. I hope it's not gonna be to busy, I'm not a fan of crowds.
See you all later!
Good Morning, Folks!
Lois, Don't get alarmed but...I think I might be Jesus. O_O
Bwahahah!
heheheheheheheheh (Peter laugh)
Sauerkraut is ewwwwwwww!!!!
Unless you're eating a Reuben sandwich. Then it's yummy.
Sam's Town on the brain today!
Now.."Why do you waste my time?"
Is the answer to the question on your mind
And I'm sick of all my judges
so scared of what they'll find
But I know that I can make it
As long as somebody takes me home,
every now and then...
I'm back! Didya miss me? Didya?
I'll take that as a no! ;)
I hope errbody is out enjoying their Sunday! It's 8pm here, I'm off for a baff and then gonna watch Law & Order SVU. See you meffers later!
hi lucy!
hi solly!
hi porchies!
we all good?
oh shizza no one around!!
catch ya tomorrow!
Hey now! What's that sound?
Who the crikey fuck is half squat?
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