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To be clear, none of it are my own. What I will do, if it hasn't been done (can't be arsed to search) I will post on this here thread Poetry from well-known and not so well-known poets that have caught the heart and attention of me: NunYaBidness.

I hope to do this so as to inspire, awe, amaze and one can hope, to breathe life into your creative endeavours in word-paint. First rule in poetry, there are no rules...but there is a right way to be more expressive without the use of redundant words or extraneous use of words that can hinder the beauty of a gem to the land of cubic zirconia.

It is also with hope, a way to discuss what can be done to improve your work, maybe not for a career but more than a hobby. Take pride in what you do, for no one else will. And who knows, by sheer luck, someone may actually think your work, if improved or not, is good enough to be published.

I will also, if permitted, post some of YOUR better pieces that I like or that has been improved on. Oh yes, I can say this without wincing that some of you do have raw talent. While I'm no expert, I can at least give my input. In a thoughtful, mature manner at Syren's request that I should do so. Luv yah gurl!

This one is by Percy Bysshe Shelley, Hellas

O write no more, the tale of Troy,
If earth Death's scroll must be
Nor mix with Laian rage the joy
Which dawns upon the free:
Although a subtler Sphinx renew
Riddles of death Thebes never knew.

Another Athens shall arise,
And to remoter time
Bequeath, like sunset to the skies,
The splendor of its prime;
And leave, if naught so bright may live,
All earth can take or Heaven can give.

Originally posted by NunYahBidness
To be clear, none of it are my own. What I will do, if it hasn't been done (can't be arsed to search) I will post on this here thread Poetry from well-known and not so well-known poets that have caught the heart and attention of me: NunYaBidness.

I hope to do this so as to inspire, awe, amaze and one can hope, to breathe life into your creative endeavours in word-paint. First rule in poetry, there are no rules...but there is a right way to be more expressive without the use of redundant words or extraneous use of words that can hinder the beauty of a gem to the land of cubic zirconia.

It is also with hope, a way to discuss what can be done to improve your work, maybe not for a career but more than a hobby. Take pride in what you do, for no one else will. And who knows, by sheer luck, someone may actually think your work, if improved or not, is good enough to be published.

I will also, if permitted, post some of YOUR better pieces that I like or that has been improved on. Oh yes, I can say this without wincing that some of you do have raw talent. While I'm no expert, I can at least give my input. In a thoughtful, mature manner at Syren's request that I should do so. Luv yah gurl!
Well it's kinda been done... won't hurt nothing. I think it's a good idea
Originally posted by NunYahBidness
This one is by Percy Bysshe Shelley, Hellas

O write no more, the tale of Troy,
If earth Death's scroll must be
Nor mix with Laian rage the joy
Which dawns upon the free:
Although a subtler Sphinx renew
Riddles of death Thebes never knew.

Another Athens shall arise,
And to remoter time
Bequeath, like sunset to the skies,
The splendor of its prime;
And leave, if naught so bright may live,
All earth can take or Heaven can give.
wow.... that's a poem...

Originally posted by Coldfire
Well it's kinda been done... won't hurt nothing. I think it's a good idea

Burst my bubble why doncha.



Isn't it just beautiful? The flow, the rhythm, and the feeling that evokes. Y'gotta love it.

Originally posted by NunYahBidness
Burst my bubble why doncha.



Isn't it just beautiful? The flow, the rhythm, and the feeling that evokes. Y'gotta love it.
Lol when I say kinda I mean kinda.... they only lasted a very short time... this ones already doing better lol

Yep yep gotta love it yes

Originally posted by Coldfire
Lol when I say kinda I mean kinda.... they only lasted a very short time... this ones already doing better lol

Yep yep gotta love it yes Well, in that case I've high hopes then.

Can other people add poetry? If so then here's one I fancy:

"Driver, what stream is it?" I asked, well knowing
It was our lordly Hudson hardly flowing,
"It is our lordly Hudson hardly flowing,"
He said, "under the green -grown cliffs

Be still, heart! No one needs your passionate
Suffrage to select this glory,
This is our lordly Hudson hardly flowing
Under the green-grown cliffs

"Driver! Has this a peer in Europe or the east?"
'No no!" He said. Home home!
Be quiet heart! This is our lordly Hudson
And has no peer in Europe or the east

This is our lordly Hudson hardly flowing
Under the green-grown cliffs
And has no peer in Europe or the east
Be quiet, heart! home! home! home!-

Paul Goodman

Originally posted by NunYahBidness
While I'm no expert, I can at least give my input. In a thoughtful, mature manner at Syren's request that I should do so. Luv yah gurl!

Well, whuddaya know, the boy done gone and mentioned lil' ol' me. Shucks, I sure am feelin' quite the special gal t'day eyes

Originally posted by intoxicatedpoet
Can other people add poetry? If so then here's one I fancy:

"Driver, what stream is it?" I asked, well knowing
It was our lordly Hudson hardly flowing,
"It is our lordly Hudson hardly flowing,"
He said, "under the green -grown cliffs

Be still, heart! No one needs your passionate
Suffrage to select this glory,
This is our lordly Hudson hardly flowing
Under the green-grown cliffs

"Driver! Has this a peer in Europe or the east?"
'No no!" He said. Home home!
Be quiet heart! This is our lordly Hudson
And has no peer in Europe or the east

This is our lordly Hudson hardly flowing
Under the green-grown cliffs
And has no peer in Europe or the east
Be quiet, heart! home! home! home!-

Paul Goodman Excellent choice. He was a social critic of the 60's was he not? And quite brilliant from what I've read of him.Originally posted by Syren
Well, whuddaya know, the boy done gone and mentioned lil' ol' me. Shucks, I sure am feelin' quite the special gal t'day eyes Hush!!! We can't let anyone to know I've a soft spot, now can we? Or is that out already?

Here is one that I personally like very much. A contemporary theme overall. And well, because the author is literally an enigmatic enigma...she may yet become a prolific poet without her knowing it yet.

Syren

TrustMe.Com

A chance encounter of the internet kind,
Gave her someone who conquered her mind,
With thoughts of meeting, dreams of touch,
Wishes for kisses, transgresses and such.

Conversing daily 'bout interests shared,
Ignoring the future, unsteady and scared,
Replacing with rose coloured visions so tender,
PMs will never be Returned to Sender.

Floating in bubble-like, protected haze,
Non-entertaining of; "could be a phase",
Sighs and sweet whispers through their written word,
Almost believing these letters were heard.

Entranced by his promises, lulled by this bliss,
Interwoven forever, to never be missed,
But reality strikes momentarily, hard,
Cold realisation, a shattered facade.

To be swept up immediate, stifled and dead,
Happiness settles once more in her head,
Ecstasy suffocates moments unsure,
She loves her sweet stranger, each day, more and more.

And I must...must add this one. Unconventional and visually impacting. Touched I was by the words, flowing so delicately and yet with so much power. You sir, can do no wrong in this format.

IntoxicatedPoet

Untitled

As the Wind blew over the dew covered morning blades of grass, I saw nothing but an endless void, stretching out beyond the world I knew, and all that I had ever cared about seemed so little and few compared to the real world, the true life, that no one, not even I, could understand. The purposes and causes that I had fought so vigorously, even my reason and want to live, left me in a second, but that second seemed like an eternity, and all the seconds that followed seemed as such, until I felt as though I had been in the infernal plain forever. When the screeching sound began flowing over all, and my hands had been bound, I thought this was all there was and all there ever would be, until I finally realized that this was not life, and that this would not live, and that the time to live was over, and that coming nigh was not the time to be, but the time to not be, and that this moment would be the last in a long succession of finalities and endings, and that this ending was the true and most meaningful end, for this was the end that had been awaited by all , and that now we would stop and never be again.

Very deep...I LOVE IT! You have definitely got an awesome gift! (Keep it up)

Originally posted by ska57
Very deep...I LOVE IT! You have definitely got an awesome gift! (Keep it up)
Ummm you do know that NunYah didn't write those don't you??

A brief, lovely, vivid sonnet...

On First Looking Into Chapman's Homer - Keats

Much have I travell'd in the realms of gold,
And many goodly states and kingdoms seen;
Round many western islands have I been
Which bards in fealty to Apollo hold.
Oft of one wide expanse had I been told
That deep-brow'd Homer ruled as his demesne;
Yet did I never breathe its pure serene
Till I heard Chapman speak out loud and bold:
Then felt I like some watcher of the skies
When a new planet swims into his ken;
Or like stout Cortez when with eagle eyes
He star'd at the Pacific--and all his men
Look'd at each other with a wild surmise--
Silent, upon a peak in Darien.

Originally posted by Ya Krunk'd Floo
A brief, lovely, vivid sonnet...

On First Looking Into Chapman's Homer - Keats

Much have I travell'd in the realms of gold,
And many goodly states and kingdoms seen;
Round many western islands have I been
Which bards in fealty to Apollo hold.
Oft of one wide expanse had I been told
That deep-brow'd Homer ruled as his demesne;
Yet did I never breathe its pure serene
Till I heard Chapman speak out loud and bold:
Then felt I like some watcher of the skies
When a new planet swims into his ken;
Or like stout Cortez when with eagle eyes
He star'd at the Pacific--and all his men
Look'd at each other with a wild surmise--
Silent, upon a peak in Darien.
That one's awesome yes

Originally posted by NunYahBidness
Here is one that I personally like very much. A contemporary theme overall. And well, because the author is literally an enigmatic enigma...she may yet become a prolific poet without her knowing it yet.

Syren

TrustMe.Com

A chance encounter of the internet kind,
Gave her someone who conquered her mind,
With thoughts of meeting, dreams of touch,
Wishes for kisses, transgresses and such.

Conversing daily 'bout interests shared,
Ignoring the future, unsteady and scared,
Replacing with rose coloured visions so tender,
PMs will never be Returned to Sender.

Floating in bubble-like, protected haze,
Non-entertaining of; "could be a phase",
Sighs and sweet whispers through their written word,
Almost believing these letters were heard.

Entranced by his promises, lulled by this bliss,
Interwoven forever, to never be missed,
But reality strikes momentarily, hard,
Cold realisation, a shattered facade.

To be swept up immediate, stifled and dead,
Happiness settles once more in her head,
Ecstasy suffocates moments unsure,
She loves her sweet stranger, each day, more and more.



I'm very flattered... yet again. If my work is ever published I'll be sure to reference your sweet self hug

Originally posted by NunYahBidness
And I must...must add this one. Unconventional and visually impacting. Touched I was by the words, flowing so delicately and yet with so much power. You sir, can do no wrong in this format.

IntoxicatedPoet

Untitled

As the Wind blew over the dew covered morning blades of grass, I saw nothing but an endless void, stretching out beyond the world I knew, and all that I had ever cared about seemed so little and few compared to the real world, the true life, that no one, not even I, could understand. The purposes and causes that I had fought so vigorously, even my reason and want to live, left me in a second, but that second seemed like an eternity, and all the seconds that followed seemed as such, until I felt as though I had been in the infernal plain forever. When the screeching sound began flowing over all, and my hands had been bound, I thought this was all there was and all there ever would be, until I finally realized that this was not life, and that this would not live, and that the time to live was over, and that coming nigh was not the time to be, but the time to not be, and that this moment would be the last in a long succession of finalities and endings, and that this ending was the true and most meaningful end, for this was the end that had been awaited by all , and that now we would stop and never be again.

This piece is absolutely magnificent, I agree It packs a serious punch and the way in which it's written only serves to increase its power. Excellent

Originally posted by Syren
This piece is absolutely magnificent, I agree It packs a serious punch and the way in which it's written only serves to increase its power. Excellent
yes couldn't have said it better myself

Originally posted by Coldfire
Ummm you do know that NunYah didn't write those don't you?? Hush you!Originally posted by Ya Krunk'd Floo
A brief, lovely, vivid sonnet...

On First Looking Into Chapman's Homer - Keats

Much have I travell'd in the realms of gold,
And many goodly states and kingdoms seen;
Round many western islands have I been
Which bards in fealty to Apollo hold.
Oft of one wide expanse had I been told
That deep-brow'd Homer ruled as his demesne;
Yet did I never breathe its pure serene
Till I heard Chapman speak out loud and bold:
Then felt I like some watcher of the skies
When a new planet swims into his ken;
Or like stout Cortez when with eagle eyes
He star'd at the Pacific--and all his men
Look'd at each other with a wild surmise--
Silent, upon a peak in Darien. I am truly amazed! Never would I have thought that you with your magical word skills, be a romantic at heart. Brilliant piece.Originally posted by Syren


I'm very flattered... yet again. If my work is ever published I'll be sure to reference your sweet self hug I am honoured...but honour me more with a signed copy and we'll call it even!!!

I will add further comments on the morrow, for all you aspiring poets. For now...the bar calls, and the alcky pours freely, and the gyrating ladies await my passing glances and leery smirk...hmm, lovely!!!

Originally posted by NunYahBidness
Hush you! I am truly amazed! Never would I have thought that you with your magical word skills, be a romantic at heart. Brilliant piece. I am honoured...but honour me more with a signed copy and we'll call it even!!!

I will add further comments on the morrow, for all you aspiring poets. For now...the bar calls, and the alcky pours freely, and the gyrating ladies await my passing glances and leery smirk...hmm, lovely!!!


Alrighty then, have fun

Originally posted by NunYahBidness
I am honoured...but honour me more with a signed copy and we'll call it even!!!

You got it...

Originally posted by NunYahBidness
I am truly amazed! Never would I have thought that you with your magical word skills, be a romantic at heart. Brilliant piece.

Just because I am not a fan of the love-claptrap around here, does not mean I'm not a fan of the Romantics...I love the spirit of the Romantics, but I also appreciate the freedom of the Modernists. Although sometimes, reading Modernist poetry is just too depressing.

Basically, my poetic ethos is:

Don't slum, be too glum or such your thumb.

Translation, if you please...

Eh, that should be 'suck your thumb', not 'such you thumb'. 'Such your thumb', while nice and pleasant, doesn't make much sense. So, once again, that's 'suck your thumb'...'suck'.

Here's the whole ethos, once more for good measure:

Don't slum, be too glum or such your thumb.

Originally posted by Ya Krunk'd Floo
Eh, that should be 'suck your thumb', not 'such you thumb'. 'Such your thumb', while nice and pleasant, doesn't make much sense. So, once again, that's 'suck your thumb'...'suck'.

Here's the whole ethos, once more for good measure:

Don't slum, be too glum or such your thumb.
uhhh you put 'such your thumb again at the bottom of your post' again

I certainly didn't put 'such your thumb again at the bottom of your post', but I see that I did repeat my previous mistake. Therefore, to clear this whole sorry matter up once and for all, here is my poetic ethos without any mistakes:

Don't slum, be too glum or such your thumb

Originally posted by Ya Krunk'd Floo
I certainly didn't put 'such your thumb again at the bottom of your post', but I see that I did repeat my previous mistake. Therefore, to clear this whole sorry matter up once and for all, here is my poetic ethos without any mistakes:

Don't slum, be too glum or such your thumb
gah screwed that up lol

It's still wrong tho

I think someone has a problem...

Originally posted by Syren
I think someone has a problem...
I think so too

I don't have a problem, but I'd be happy to make one for you if you don't adhere to my god-damn ethos!

Here it is again - sans erreurs - for those who missed it:

Don't slum, be too glum or such your thumb.

The circle is closed.

Yawn. Poetry I love it. I write it. Its coool beans........

Originally posted by Ya Krunk'd Floo
Don't slum, be too glum or such your thumb.

The circle is closed.

*opens circle*

yawn

Make that problem baby, see what you get.

Originally posted by RaeRox
Yawn. Poetry I love it. I write it. Its coool beans........ And yet you're very vagueness is what attracts me to your evanescence. Stay hot!!! wurrd to ya whatever the line is!!!!

Originally posted by Ya Krunk'd Floo
I don't have a problem, but I'd be happy to make one for you if you don't adhere to my god-damn ethos!

Here it is again - sans erreurs - for those who missed it:

Don't slum, be too glum or such your thumb.

The circle is closed.
omg... k you mean "Don't slum, be too glum or suck your thumb"

Originally posted by Syren
*opens circle*

yawn

Make that problem baby, see what you get.

Ooooh, I like it!



That's exactly what I said! "Don't slum, be too glum or such your thumb".

Originally posted by Ya Krunk'd Floo
Ooooh, I like it!



That's exactly what I said! "Don't slum, be too glum or such your thumb".
you have 'such' instead of 'suck' lol

What are you talking about? Why would I type 'such your thumb'? It doesn't even make sense!

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! Ya Krunk'd, have you ever thought of becoming a pro fisherman??? I've never had such luck with my bait, what is your secret I should like to know....and will it work on fine hot women? My line seems to fail me at the most inopportune moments.

So why the thread? Other than to post poems I feel are emotionally beguiling, witty, and just overall good. I had hoped with a mote of a chance that it would inspire our would be poets...to better themselves when seeing other's work.

I say again, there is no one single rule to how a poem should or shouldn't be written, but and I say this without wincing at the thought, one must at least write not because you think it's good but because it is and should be good.

The words should flow without it being inundated with hard stops, broken lines of randomness, the theme overall completes the verbal painting. And, more importantly...less is sometimes better. Long poems and I really mean long poems are great for epics, (read Homer's Iliad). But to convey lost love, hopes, dreams, death, sadness, blah blah. Anything more than 16 lines, 20 is pushing it, is redundant.

Lines with 3 or 4 words does not make a thought. Unless it's the theme throughout you are conveying...e.g.

Hard as stone.
A dying tree.
A river lone.
And I with thee.

Useless babble I've writ...and an example is all. But what is the signifance of a hard stone and a dying tree to me being with you? Don't know. IT'S AN EXAMPLE FOR CRYIN' OUT LOUD!!! sheesh

Here's a passage I'm going to use to help one who I feel is on the cusp to greatness if she so desired. Sorry Cold, but the spotlight is on you.

Smoke

I breathe in the smoke,
The noxious fumes filling my nostrils,
With a rank, despicable odour,
Making my lungs burn,
And coughing, I try to expel,
The horrid smoke from my lungs,

Originally posted by NunYahBidness
And yet you're very vagueness is what attracts me to your evanescence. Stay hot!!! wurrd to ya whatever the line is!!!!

O yeah, righttt...lol

heh. so true, nUn.

Originally posted by Ya Krunk'd Floo
What are you talking about? Why would I type 'such your thumb'? It doesn't even make sense!

Originally posted by NunYahBidness
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! Ya Krunk'd, have you ever thought of becoming a pro fisherman??? I've never had such luck with my bait, what is your secret I should like to know....and will it work on fine hot women? My line seems to fail me at the most inopportune moments.
haha why don't you try it and see?

"Here's a passage I'm going to use to help one who I feel is on the cusp to greatness if she so desired"- please explain what you see needs improving

If any should wonder, this is what inspires me. Keats Ode to a Nightingale.

My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains
My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk,
Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains
One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk:
'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot,
But being too happy in thine happiness, -
That thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees,
In some melodious plot
Of beechen green and shadows numberless,
Singest of summer in full-throated ease.

Y'know, I personally dislike such poetry, anything where I have to stop reading and start a line again, poems that are jilted and do not run smoothly. Perhaps I am simply naive, ignorant to the possibilites, but it frustrates me to see talented poets of our age striving desperately to live up to such tosh

aww....i tried to be more contemporary, but just can't seem to get past that barrier.

No, no... your work is fantastic. It actually makes sense and is relevant to the here and now. But there are very few 'classic' poets that I can really appreciate simply because they aren't contemporary enough I'm fussy...

Originally posted by Syren
I don't like it... what more can I say?

Present me with an astounding classic and I may be swayed, but I apologise if I insult you by not appreciating them i can understand your reasons, Sy...as it took me a while to finally appreciate the classics. But for Keats, his work resounds and tbh...affects me in ways i can't explain. Hence my style...archaic words, phrasings, and visual imagery which i've tried to employ....to say: "Had I but one erg of hope to profoundly end dismay" is to me better than: "I felt hopeless and so was sad." The difference being not so much the wording, but the flow and rhythm.

Originally posted by Syren
Gotcha, and wonderful example btw. That would hold up in court

I think I've been swayed oh so slightly If but slightly then my work is done!

Hear the voice of the Bard,
Who present, past, and future, sees;
Whose ears have heard
The Holy Word
That walked among the ancient trees;

Calling the lapsed soul,
And weeping in the evening dew;
That might control
The starry pole,
And fallen, fallen light renew!

'O Earth, O Earth, return!
Arise from out the dewy grass!
Night is worn,
And the morn
Rises from the slumbrous mass.

'Turn away no more;
Why wilt thou turn away?
The starry floor,
The watery shore,
Is given thee till the break of day.'

William Blake

When his hour for death had come,
He slowly rais'd himself from the bed on the floor,
Drew on his war-dress, shirt, leggings, and girdled the belt around
his waist,
Call'd for vermilion paint (his looking-glass was held before him,)
Painted half his face and neck, his wrists, and back-hands.
Put the scalp-knife carefully in his belt--then lying down, resting
moment,
Rose again, half sitting, smiled, gave in silence his extended hand
to each and all,
Sank faintly low to the floor (tightly grasping the tomahawk handle,)
Fix'd his look on wife and little children--the last

Walt Whitman

I am amazed at the amount of posted poems that I most certainly did not think the lot of you had even bother to have read or post. Simply amazing! From the classicist to the modernists...which is my favourite authors.

If however your curiousity is aroused as is mine at the thougth of you fine young hotnessess (guys too) to grace my thread...I've been rather busy working on my thesis for my Masters, and I find it excruciatingly boring.

Please, to those posting your favourite poems, I would suggest a dialog of sorts to those that have never had the wit or opportunity to become intimate with such works...

learn from it, dissect it and be utterly AWED that mere monkeys like us dare dream to be higher than the angels that live in paradise!!!

~Excelsior

Noted, Sir! tongue12

That Wilfred Owen is da bomb, Blake is a jesus-lover and Keats will give you a masterclass in romantic poetry. Apart from that, anything written by Joyce is poetry, but not as we know it.

A Memory of the Players in a Mirror at Midnight

They mouth love's language. Gnash
The thirteen teeth
Your lean jaws grin with. Lash
Your itch and quailing, nude greed of the flesh.
Love's breath in you is stale, worded or sung,
As sour as cat's breath,
Harsh of tongue.

This grey that stares
Lies not, stark skin and bone.
Leave greasy lips their kissing. None
Will choose her what you see to mouth upon.
Dire hunger holds his hour.
Pluck forth your heart, saltblood, a fruit of tears.
Pluck and devour!

The superficial pleasure of Joyce's poetry is the quality of the sounds of the words as you say them. However, more intimate discoveries reveal greater discourses. He doesn't demand you to be well-read, but you enjoy his work more if you are.

For further nourishment, open any page of 'Ulysses' or 'Finnegan's Wake' and read for a while...

Ah...I see the influences. I'll give Joyce another go, it's been awhile though.

That poem by Joyce is interesting to read... and although I've made my opinions clear on poetry which is jagged and faltering, I happen to like that. I read it aloud and it does sound good, I suggest you guys try it...

You can't go wrong with Joyce...and yes Keats is bordering on the romanticist's edge, but the man knows his stuff...

Here's a link for those of you that want to know more types of poetry. I suggest you give it a try and see where it goes from there for the lot of you...but seeing as how most that have graced this thread are already well read and knowledgable, I highly doubt anyone else has dared to tread to my House!!!!

www.shadowpoetry.com/resources/wip/types.html

Your thread is obviously for the elite, darling

Eat lit. elite lit all eat it ill leet lip.

Sometimes, I genuinely think you're nothing but an imbecile. But then I read your poetry and we're all good again.

Sigh..Im boredddd....I like this stuff though. Its good.

Fascinating stuff

Originally posted by Syren
Sometimes, I genuinely think you're nothing but an imbecile. But then I read your poetry and we're all good again. just sometimes?!?!

Yes, sometimes tongue12

What are you impaling in my eye-sockets?

Nine inch nails

I meet your 'nine inch nails' and raise you a foot long schlong.

*raises you...*

shock Uh-oh. Raised too much.

Originally posted by RaeRox
Sigh..Im boredddd....I like this stuff though. Its good. Sigh...I'm excited!!! You should love it! NOW TELL ME YOU LOVE IT!!

And you two!!! Enough with the banter...if there's one thing I cannot abide are two intellects going on about in a row!!! Now put your clothes back on!!!

'...going on about in a row...'?

And when did my clothes come off?

Originally posted by Syren
'...going on about in a row...'?

And when did my clothes come off? Oh, my bad!!! I was thinking aloud!!! Forgive?!?!

Originally posted by Syren
'...going on about in a row...'?

And when did my clothes come off?

Originally posted by Coldfire
I could think the same about you, girly!!!

Originally posted by NunYahBidness
I could think the same about you, girly!!!
Oh really now.... shifty

Originally posted by Coldfire
Oh really now.... shifty

HA! Let's not clutter this thread with our shifty innuendos girlfriend!!!!

Originally posted by NunYahBidness
HA! Let's not clutter this thread with our shifty innuendos girlfriend!!!!
lol well I don't have any poems I could share with y'all.... do you??

Originally posted by Coldfire
lol well I don't have any poems I could share with y'all.... do you?? All I got out of that was "I have you??"

Originally posted by NunYahBidness
All I got out of that was "I have you??"

I understood you Cold, silly man-things, always getting stuff mixed up

Originally posted by Syren
I understood you Cold, silly man-things, always getting stuff mixed up
Yeah no kidding eh

What?!? I'm a guy!! Can I do no less!!!

What?!? I'm a guy!! Can I do no less!!!

HA! So I'm off!! Being Saturday night and all!!

hug *soothes the savage beast*

Originally posted by NunYahBidness
What?!? I'm a guy!! Can I do no less!!!
LOL hug

Originally posted by Syren


hug *soothes the savage beast* Okay, I may have started the party a leeeeeeeeeeetle too early!!Originally posted by Coldfire
LOL hug HA!!! How lucky am I? To have two sexeh ladies give ol' Nun a hug!! I feel...so privileged!!!

Originally posted by NunYahBidness
Okay, I may have started the party a leeeeeeeeeeetle too early!! HA!!! How lucky am I? To have two sexeh ladies give ol' Nun a hug!! I feel...so privileged!!!
lol awww well I feel special now

I like some Poe, don't your know? Oh, Hello...Read it and enjoy the flow from the get go:

Annabel Lee

It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of ANNABEL LEE;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me.

I was a child and she was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea;
But we loved with a love that was more than love-
I and my Annabel Lee;
With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven
Coveted her and me.

And this was the reason that, long ago,
In this kingdom by the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
My beautiful Annabel Lee;
So that her highborn kinsman came
And bore her away from me,
To shut her up in a sepulchre
In this kingdom by the sea.

The angels, not half so happy in heaven,
Went envying her and me-
Yes!- that was the reason (as all men know,
In this kingdom by the sea)
That the wind came out of the cloud by night,
Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.

But our love it was stronger by far than the love
Of those who were older than we-
Of many far wiser than we-
And neither the angels in heaven above,
Nor the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee.

For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling- my darling- my life and my bride,
In the sepulchre there by the sea,
In her tomb by the sounding sea.

Originally posted by NunYahBidness
Okay, I may have started the party a leeeeeeeeeeetle too early!! HA!!! How lucky am I? To have two sexeh ladies give ol' Nun a hug!! I feel...so privileged!!!

hug me too!

A favorite of mine 'tis, too! That there lingo bring me the pleasure like calling "BINGO!".

It reminds me to refer to this...

The Jabberwocky Interpretation Game!

Anyone else game?

You didn't understantwords like 'and', 'the', 'did', 'in', 'all', 'were', 'beware', 'took', 'hand', 'long', 'rested', or 'he'!?!?!?! Wow, your reading level is lower than I thought...

Originally posted by Ya Krunk'd Floo
You didn't understantwords like 'and', 'the', 'did', 'in', 'all', 'were', 'beware', 'took', 'hand', 'long', 'rested', or 'he'!?!?!?! Wow, your reading level is lower than I thought...
*sigh*

Should've known you'd be around to make a smartass comment about everything I say

Originally posted by Ya Krunk'd Floo
You didn't understantwords like 'and', 'the', 'did', 'in', 'all', 'were', 'beware', 'took', 'hand', 'long', 'rested', or 'he'!?!?!?! Wow, your reading level is lower than I thought...

I like your irony. Is it intentional?

Originally posted by Coldfire
omg I did not understand a word of that LOL s'aright babes! not everyone can Originally posted by Ya Krunk'd Floo
I like your irony. Is it intentional? *shakes head*

Always with the smart comments, you'd think he was trying to break some kind of 'I'm a complete bastard' record.

Originally posted by Syren
Always with the smart comments, you'd think he was trying to break some kind of 'I'm a complete bastard' record. trying???

Amazing piece Ya Krunk'd...but Poe might be a bit simplistic for some of our 'aspiring poets' to attemp! And Jabberwocky, the wordplay leaves far too many confounded!!!

Originally posted by RaeRox
hug me too! Aw! You sure know how to make my heart throb!!!

That ain't the only thing HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

Originally posted by NunYahBidness
Aw! You sure know how to make my heart throb!!!

That ain't the only thing HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
eek

Originally posted by Coldfire
eek Hush you!!! You know...I can always make room for two!! Are yah game?

Originally posted by NunYahBidness
Hush you!!! You know...I can always make room for two!! Are yah game?
Nah I think I'll have to pass... already got plans with someone else

Originally posted by Coldfire
Nah I think I'll have to pass... already got plans with someone else Oh too bad!!! You don't know what you're missing!!

Originally posted by NunYahBidness
Oh too bad!!! You don't know what you're missing!!
maybeh i do... maybeh i don't

Originally posted by NunYahBidness
Aw! You sure know how to make my heart throb!!!

That ain't the only thing HAHAHAHAHAHA!!! Originally posted by NunYahBidness
Oh too bad!!! You don't know what you're missing!! Originally posted by NunYahBidness
Hush you!!! You know...I can always make room for two!! Are yah game?

Someones got an ego...lol sigh..im bored. If I felt like it....i dont know.

Originally posted by RaeRox
Someones got an ego...lol sigh..im bored. If I felt like it....i dont know.

Ego-a-go-go...Ergo, you are lacking in any sort of self-confidence as a result of an inability to find anything remotely esteem-able about yourself.

Try harder, my dear boy! There must be something...

Originally posted by Coldfire
Thank you for being a smartass babe



Hey! I like to think my ass is pretty smart

Originally posted by RaeRox
Someones got an ego...lol sigh..im bored. If I felt like it....i dont know. Bored??? Well you can always stroke my ego! RAWR!!! Y'gotta love it!

Originally posted by NunYahBidness
Bored??? Well you can always stroke my ego! RAWR!!! Y'gotta love it!

Originally posted by Coldfire
And what are you laughing at??? Give it a try sometime! You might just like it! AHAHAHAHAHA!!!

Originally posted by NunYahBidness
And what are you laughing at??? Give it a try sometime! You might just like it! AHAHAHAHAHA!!!
suuuuure I would

Originally posted by Coldfire
suuuuure I would On the outside, you're like this ( ) but on the inside your like this ( Jumpy )

Originally posted by NunYahBidness
Bored??? Well you can always stroke my ego! RAWR!!! Y'gotta love it!

You mister, are seriously odd. I love it...droolio

Originally posted by RaeRox
You mister, are seriously odd. I love it...droolio And you girlfriend know you love it when I talk like that!!! Now where's that dance you promised me oh so long ago that you never really finished!!!! RAWR!!!

Originally posted by NunYahBidness
On the outside, you're like this ( ) but on the inside your like this ( Jumpy )
lol mayyyyyyyybeh

Originally posted by Coldfire
lol mayyyyyyyybeh Oh for Christ's sake!!! Quit with the maybe's and just admit it!!!

Do I have to spell it out for you? You. Want. Me!!! HAHAHAHAHA!!!!
Okay, seriously...I do hope these poems posted have somewhat piqued your interests, jarred your imagination, loaded your creativity with flowing juices that spilleth over!!! Well? Does it?

Originally posted by NunYahBidness
Oh for Christ's sake!!! Quit with the maybe's and just admit it!!!

Do I have to spell it out for you? You. Want. Me!!! HAHAHAHAHA!!!!
Okay, seriously...I do hope these poems posted have somewhat piqued your interests, jarred your imagination, loaded your creativity with flowing juices that spilleth over!!! Well? Does it?
well some of em have lol. Others I was just like wtf

Nun, me lad...Your Lolita-liking-love tendencies are beginning to scare me in funny places. Gnash.

Originally posted by Ya Krunk'd Floo
Ego-a-go-go...Ergo, you are lacking in any sort of self-confidence as a result of an inability to find anything remotely esteem-able about yourself.

Try harder, my dear boy! There must be something...

Rae is a female

And she's got self esteem in abundance, hence the multitude of pictures in the OTF.

Originally posted by Syren
Rae is a female

And she's got self esteem in abundance, hence the multitude of pictures in the OTF.

Lol Thank you, I couldnt have said it better. Well actually I could try....

Originally posted by Ya Krunk'd Floo
Nun, me lad...Your Lolita-liking-love tendencies are beginning to scare me in funny places. Gnash.

YaKrunk I am one sexy ***** and if youre willing to question that **** you baby.

Originally posted by Coldfire
well some of em have lol. Others I was just like wtf Try it again, and again!!!!Originally posted by Ya Krunk'd Floo
Nun, me lad...Your Lolita-liking-love tendencies are beginning to scare me in funny places. Gnash. No worries there bruddah!!! I've always got time for mah numbah one guy!!!!Originally posted by RaeRox
Lol Thank you, I couldnt have said it better. Well actually I could try....



YaKrunk I am one sexy ***** and if youre willing to question that **** you baby. Hmm! Delish!

Originally posted by RaeRox
YaKrunk I am one sexy ***** and if youre willing to question that **** you baby.

Hey baby, a 'Lolita' reference ain't got nuthin ta do wid 'sexiness', but everything to do with age...it wasn't even aimed at you, Sticky Beak.

Originally posted by NunYahBidness
Try it again, and again!!!! No worries there bruddah!!! I've always got time for mah numbah one guy!!!! Hmm! Delish!

you know it

Originally posted by Ya Krunk'd Floo
Hey baby, a 'Lolita' reference ain't got nuthin ta do wid 'sexiness', but everything to do with age...it wasn't even aimed at you, Sticky Beak.
That wasnt the comment I was responding to..but ok.....youre lucky nunyah seems to like you...lol.

Originally posted by RaeRox
you know it


That wasnt the comment I was responding to..but ok.....youre lucky nunyah seems to like you...lol. That's because he and I are one in the same in an odd-couple kind of way...HAHAHAA!!!

I'm just handsomer-er!

Or you're just one and the same altogether detective

Originally posted by Syren
Or you're just one and the same altogether detective I beg to differ!!! I may not wax poetic, but I am goodlookin-er! But I see your point!

Originally posted by NunYahBidness
I beg to differ!!! I may not wax poetic, but I am goodlookin-er! But I see your point! Originally posted by NunYahBidness
That's because he and I are one in the same in an odd-couple kind of way...HAHAHAA!!!

I'm just handsomer-er!

Hotter droolio 2 hotties should hook up yes

Originally posted by NunYahBidness
That's because he and I are one in the same in an odd-couple kind of way...HAHAHAA!!!

I'm just handsomer-er!

Our love may be star-crossed, but that doesn't mean it don't twinkle.

Have you even seen me shake ma booty? If Yah did, Ya would be da winner. Plus, my visage is like a golden ray of 'friscilating' dusk-light...

Originally posted by NunYahBidness
That's because he and I are one in the same in an odd-couple kind of way...HAHAHAA!!!

I'm just handsomer-er!
reeeeally now
Originally posted by Ya Krunk'd Floo
Our love may be star-crossed, but that doesn't mean it don't twinkle.

Have you even seen me shake ma booty? If Yah did, Ya would be da winner. Plus, my visage is like a golden ray of 'friscilating' dusk-light...
haha we'll just see about that

You know I wouldnt exactly call this a poetry thread, but hey its fun to hand in, so Im not complaining. Anywhom....lol

Originally posted by RaeRox
You know I wouldnt exactly call this a poetry thread, but hey its fun to hand in, so Im not complaining. Anywhom....lol it's more like where the elite come to talk about poetry i suppose...kinda like what the beatniks used to do in Frisco, yah think?

Elite... I like that droolio

"House of Poets", "House of Poetry" don't matter to me lol

Founding member? I like that also

Originally posted by NunYahBidness
Well hey! You can call it whatever you want baby girl!!!! Hmm...it does sort of in a way. Maybe I should change the title to "House of Poets" You're a founding member last I recall!!!

left?

Originally posted by RaeRox
left? You should've said: "ME!"

Originally posted by NunYahBidness
You should've said: "ME!"

YOU!!!

Originally posted by NunYahBidness
Burst my bubble why doncha

I must say, brilliant idea Watson detective

Originally posted by Inspectah Deck
I must say, brilliant idea Watson detective
indeed

Man this is good poetry Nun. It makes my poetry look lik sh!t

It's famous poetry, for a start

*wears black turtleneck sweater and a beret, drinking esspresso smoking a ciggy (not really) *Originally posted by SatanicHunter
Man this is good poetry Nun. It makes my poetry look lik sh!t yeah man! it's all about flow and emotion...y'gotta let it inspire you in ways you've never been inspired! kinda like when you reach climax for that split second when you're having sex! or is it when you feel constipated and you grunt so much you come to a revelation?