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The Donmeister
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Postby The Donmeister » Fri Jan 05, 2007 1:59 am

Seriously though, thanks for the explanation. I always appreciate a bit of help with poetry. So do you have any plans for any more work in the near future?

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Postby _SeHT » Fri Jan 05, 2007 2:13 am

Seriously though, thanks for the explanation. I always appreciate a bit of help with poetry. So do you have any plans for any more work in the near future?
You enjoyed it, then? :)

I might post some more in a day or two. See what I can find.
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(And there are a lot of wrong directions on that lonely way back home.)

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Postby The Donmeister » Fri Jan 05, 2007 2:27 am

You enjoyed it, then? :)
Yeah, it was pretty good. I'm not really a poetry fan, but that was an enjoyable read.

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Postby Ibun » Fri Jan 05, 2007 4:49 am

Eh. It was okay; but it's a little cliche in my opinion.
A little advance notice: don't expect to get a rise out of me.

Everyone is entitled to their opinion. But opinions don't mean much without reasons.

Or you could always do something yourself that is, subjectively to you, 'better'.

Just don't expect to start a flame-war with this dragon.
Somebody is a little defensive. Jeez. :roll:
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Postby _SeHT » Sat Jan 06, 2007 2:56 am

Ahhh. Here is another one.

  • LUKE 2:19

    It was the first time we’d ever met, you and I,
    • and you picked me out from a crowd without thinking
    Took me home
    • gave me good red wine
      • and laughed at circumstance when I fell over,
        tired and insensible.
    We took each other to bed then
    • via the shower
      • and I shan’t remember the rest
    Not here, not now.

    How can you trap the wind in your hair
    • or the rain on your face
      • actinic the lightning blurring the sky
    Everybody wanted to know what it was like
    • how it went

      which was fine and kind

      but how am I supposed to express
      a joy too deep for believing
      • an emotion too deep for knowing
        • a peace too complete for explaining
          • a love that
            • that
      how --- where --- do I begin?
    my jaw opened like a gaffed fish, gaping,

    my pen slides across the page and leaves a trail of ink
    • that means nothing
      • nothing
    If silence does not tell you how I felt
    • then you could not understand anyhow;
      • if it does then I do not need to speak
    But I would not speak:
    • for those secrets are our secrets

      mine and his
    And I finally understood
    • what Mary kept to herself
      • and why it was she kept it
        • and never
          • let it
            • go.
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Postby Tum0spoo » Sat Jan 06, 2007 3:10 am

Yeah... I can't say much more. Just, please continue to write. it's very good.
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Postby Comrade K » Sat Jan 06, 2007 3:13 am

It's hard to comment on poetry. So, it's good.
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