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Amanda_Fucking_Palmer
4/3/15, 12:11am
| Post #1121
Wow ... /images/_common/forums/emoticons/' }
Amanda_Fucking_Palmer
4/3/15, 12:20am
| Post #1122
simply "WOW" someone's spraying spittle for several messages
It's not English, in fact i'm not sure it's actually invective ... *shrug*
Someone spin the Translation Wheel™ will you?
Apparently it's some form of free verse, beyond that I'm at a loss though I do find someone named "wwwwrtd" asking for "real names" amusing. And again I must just *shrug* though this time an accompanying *smirk*
You amuse
with insult
perhaps an head trauma
result.
@ Amanda 2015/images/_common/forums/emoticons/' }
It's not English, in fact i'm not sure it's actually invective ... *shrug*
Someone spin the Translation Wheel™ will you?
Apparently it's some form of free verse, beyond that I'm at a loss though I do find someone named "wwwwrtd" asking for "real names" amusing. And again I must just *shrug* though this time an accompanying *smirk*
You amuse
with insult
perhaps an head trauma
result.
@ Amanda 2015/images/_common/forums/emoticons/' }
darkriderx
6/28/15, 6:49pm
| Post #1123
I wouldn't coax the plant if I were you.
Such watchful nurturing may do it harm.
Let the soil rest from so much digging
And wait until it's dry before you water it.
The leaf's inclined to find its own direction;
Give it a chance to seek the sunlight for itself.
Much growth is stunted by too careful prodding,
Too eager tenderness.
The things we love we have to learn to leave alone.
Naomi Long Madgett/images/_common/forums/emoticons/' }
Such watchful nurturing may do it harm.
Let the soil rest from so much digging
And wait until it's dry before you water it.
The leaf's inclined to find its own direction;
Give it a chance to seek the sunlight for itself.
Much growth is stunted by too careful prodding,
Too eager tenderness.
The things we love we have to learn to leave alone.
Naomi Long Madgett/images/_common/forums/emoticons/' }
darkriderx
7/2/15, 9:33pm
| Post #1124
Waking up to another day,
hoping for a different ray.
You think life is always the same,
but why don't you take a look around.
Because someone, somewhere
is going to need your help today.
Someone, somewhere
will need your support.
So why don't you reach a hand out,
and give it.
Walking on down the sidewalk,
a little girl drawing with chalk.
Taking a closer look,
you see tears running down her face.
Because someone, somewhere
is going to need your help today.
This, girl
might need your support.
So why don't you reach a hand out,
and give it.
Waking up to another day,
knowing there is a different ray.
You know today will be different,
because it's the widow down the street,
you see.
Because someone, somewhere
is going to need your help today
this, widow,
might need a visit.
So why don't you reach a hand out,
and visit her.
Because someone, somewhere
is going to need your help today.
Someone, somewhere
will need your support.
So why don't you reach a hand out,
and give it.
Reach a hand out to someone, somewhere today!
Anonymous/images/_common/forums/emoticons/' }
hoping for a different ray.
You think life is always the same,
but why don't you take a look around.
Because someone, somewhere
is going to need your help today.
Someone, somewhere
will need your support.
So why don't you reach a hand out,
and give it.
Walking on down the sidewalk,
a little girl drawing with chalk.
Taking a closer look,
you see tears running down her face.
Because someone, somewhere
is going to need your help today.
This, girl
might need your support.
So why don't you reach a hand out,
and give it.
Waking up to another day,
knowing there is a different ray.
You know today will be different,
because it's the widow down the street,
you see.
Because someone, somewhere
is going to need your help today
this, widow,
might need a visit.
So why don't you reach a hand out,
and visit her.
Because someone, somewhere
is going to need your help today.
Someone, somewhere
will need your support.
So why don't you reach a hand out,
and give it.
Reach a hand out to someone, somewhere today!
Anonymous/images/_common/forums/emoticons/' }
Kertzum
7/2/15, 10:48pm
| Post #1125
Amanda_Fucking_Palmer
7/21/15, 3:55pm
| Post #1126
Moon Song, Woman Song
by Anne Sexton
I am alive at night.
I am dead in the morning,
an old vessel who used up her oil,
bleak and pale boned.
No miracle. No dazzle.
I’m out of repair
but you are tall in your battle dress
and I must arrange for your journey.
I was always a virgin,
old and pitted.
Before the world was, I was.
I have been oranging and fat,
carrot colored, gaped at,
allowed my cracked o’s to drop on the sea
near Venice and Mombasa.
Over Maine I have rested.
I have fallen like a jet into the Pacific.
I have committed perjury over Japan.
I have dangled my pendulum,
my fat bag, gold, gold,
blinkedly light
over you all.
So if you must inquire, do so.
After all I am not artificial.
I looked long upon you,
love-bellied and empty,
flipping my endless display
for you, you my cold, cold
coverall man.
You need only request
and I will grant it.
It is virtually guaranteed
that you will walk into me like a barracks.
So come cruising, come cruising,
you of the blast off,
you of the bastion,
you of the scheme.
I will shut my fat eye down,
headquarters of an area,
house of a dream./images/_common/forums/emoticons/' }
by Anne Sexton
I am alive at night.
I am dead in the morning,
an old vessel who used up her oil,
bleak and pale boned.
No miracle. No dazzle.
I’m out of repair
but you are tall in your battle dress
and I must arrange for your journey.
I was always a virgin,
old and pitted.
Before the world was, I was.
I have been oranging and fat,
carrot colored, gaped at,
allowed my cracked o’s to drop on the sea
near Venice and Mombasa.
Over Maine I have rested.
I have fallen like a jet into the Pacific.
I have committed perjury over Japan.
I have dangled my pendulum,
my fat bag, gold, gold,
blinkedly light
over you all.
So if you must inquire, do so.
After all I am not artificial.
I looked long upon you,
love-bellied and empty,
flipping my endless display
for you, you my cold, cold
coverall man.
You need only request
and I will grant it.
It is virtually guaranteed
that you will walk into me like a barracks.
So come cruising, come cruising,
you of the blast off,
you of the bastion,
you of the scheme.
I will shut my fat eye down,
headquarters of an area,
house of a dream./images/_common/forums/emoticons/' }
Amanda_Fucking_Palmer
8/4/15, 12:44pm
| Post #1127
"Pretty boring town now isn't it Mandy."
*sigh*
yeah, seems t'be ... mostly a few ald ghosties and wee buggers ...
"A shame really when you think upon it; how once-upon-a-time wars and loves were won and lost here."
legends come and go ...
"I wonder what happened to"
oh don't start. like that fuckwit told us years ago "There are going to be changes betenoir and you are not going to like them."
...
...
"I know. Well we fought the good fight."
HA! we were as wicked as we could be ...
"One more spin for all the fucks of it?"
yep
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*sigh*
yeah, seems t'be ... mostly a few ald ghosties and wee buggers ...
"A shame really when you think upon it; how once-upon-a-time wars and loves were won and lost here."
legends come and go ...
"I wonder what happened to"
oh don't start. like that fuckwit told us years ago "There are going to be changes betenoir and you are not going to like them."
...
...
"I know. Well we fought the good fight."
HA! we were as wicked as we could be ...
"One more spin for all the fucks of it?"
yep
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garenox
8/11/15, 4:42am
| Post #1128
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When you're weary
Feeling small
When tears are in your eyes
I will dry them all
I'm on your side
When times get rough
And friends just can't be found
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down
When you're down and out
When you're on the street
When evening falls so hard
I will comfort you
I'll take your part
When darkness comes
And pain is all around
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down
Sail on Silver Girl,
Sail on by
Your time has come to shine
All your dreams are on their way
See how they shine
If you need a friend
I'm sailing right behind
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will ease your mind
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will ease your mind
Paul Simon
Feeling small
When tears are in your eyes
I will dry them all
I'm on your side
When times get rough
And friends just can't be found
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down
When you're down and out
When you're on the street
When evening falls so hard
I will comfort you
I'll take your part
When darkness comes
And pain is all around
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down
Sail on Silver Girl,
Sail on by
Your time has come to shine
All your dreams are on their way
See how they shine
If you need a friend
I'm sailing right behind
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will ease your mind
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will ease your mind
Paul Simon
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9/20/15, 12:39pm
| Post #1129
“Name me no names for my disease,
With uninforming breath; I tell you I am none of these,
But homesick unto death
—Homesick for hills that I had known, for brooks that I had crossed,
...Before I met this flesh and bone and followed and was lost… .
And though they break my heart at last,
Yet name no name of ills.
Say only, "Here is where he passed,
Seeking again those hills.”
Hills of Home
Witter Bynner (1881–1968)/images/_common/forums/emoticons/' }
With uninforming breath; I tell you I am none of these,
But homesick unto death
—Homesick for hills that I had known, for brooks that I had crossed,
...Before I met this flesh and bone and followed and was lost… .
And though they break my heart at last,
Yet name no name of ills.
Say only, "Here is where he passed,
Seeking again those hills.”
Hills of Home
Witter Bynner (1881–1968)/images/_common/forums/emoticons/' }
