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12/23/2013 9:23:49 AM
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Flud poetry thread
Post your good/bad/meh poetry in here, or make something up on the spot.
[quote]There's something broken up on the hill.
It's whirring and clanking, but ever so still.
If you cover your ears, it seems so serene.
But something is wrong. Something has been.[/quote]
[spoiler]I'm pretty sure there was a Floodian Haiku thread at some point, but I'm too lazy to find it.[/spoiler]
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Poetry is awfully dull. I prefer treasure, but not the kind giving pleasure. I give myself to the red kind, substitute the gold. Gold's gild is all old anyway, cracks growing green like mold. I can see the gold falling apart, splitting into finer grains of sand; they slip through my fingers, greedily crouching I now stand and go to the darkness. The red stuff waits for me there, and I can serve my madness, grinning amorphous, speaking mouthless, a fine old friend named Burgess.
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Sitting in bed Making a rhyme Scratching my head Passing the time; Bored
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I see you drivin' 'Round town with the girl I love And I'm like, -blam!- YOU!
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Edited by Fallen Hero: 12/23/2013 2:03:33 PMGirl you are the perfect height I see the light in your eyes Now my eyes are at your thighs and gluteus maximus I'm in my prime, call me optimus the transformer
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Edited by Ushan: 12/23/2013 10:26:55 AM[u]To a Louse[/u] I really don't mind you when you live in trees, But could you avoid my head and nethers please?
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Roses are red, Violets are blue. Some poems rhyme, But this one doesn't.
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6 Repliesmaking a haiku typing it out on the Flood and look here it is
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Propaganda bleeding lies Men among the pleading mice Decorated in their pride The force behind the driving knife Cautiously tempt denial Weaker minds fall prey to guile Sacrilegious rooted pyre Heretics face trial by fire
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Invictus or bust.
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2 RepliesEdited by Vien 'Quitonm: 12/23/2013 9:26:38 AMRoses are red, violets are blue. Vien's parts are internal, they're now inside of you.
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4 RepliesLet me be your controversy Can I dance upon your earthy Eyes of fog and indiscretion? Let me toy with my invention Leave your happiness aversion To such joy you'll be my virgin Let me show you skies of blue That smile only when there's you [spoiler]written in Latin class when I was 14. We were translating a passage called Controversia[/spoiler]
