Writings

[InkedAngel]

Do any of you guys write? Short stories, poetry, anything of that nature? I would love to read some.

[InkedAngel]

Artistic writing Gordy, not autistic. Lol

[ghost]

Feel free to go out and purchase my novel.

[ghost]

Folks ghost has never said what the novel is called and she never called me to be her sponging manager either.

Her novel is called the Tartan Dragon i think.

I could never write anything as magnificent as the Tartan Dragon.

The book should be out in Aussieland by now Gordy. You can always pick it up.

As for management, I've already got enough agents. Can't help you with that one.

[ghost]

so you gonna tell us the name of ya book??

its famous time my dear

Not in channel, darling. But you can always pm me.

[Blurt]

On gossamer wings she came to us,
Her skin a storied parchment;
Her eyes, twinned pools of molten gold,
Sought out fire, love, and art.

A finger pointing at the moon,
She sang of empty mirrors,
Of riverbeds and serpents, too;
Her mind like a furnace roared.

Gazing at the barren fields
Redolent of the void,
The ink'd angel shed a tear
And fled, her heart a stone.

[Renee]

I write asbestos materials registers

and my secretary types em up

Who are you bullshitting? You can’t even write your name in the snow with your own piss, you dingo, diddling, halfwit.

[Mad Serb]

Just found two new words I never encountered before: gossamer and Redolent.
I am not a poetry expert nor a big fan, but I think the word "Furnace" somewhat out of place.

[Blurt]

I am not a poetry
Expert nor
A big fan,
But I think the word
"Furnace"
Somewhat
Out of place.

That's a great poem, Mad Serb! You've got talent (and you know it!).

[mimi]

On gossamer wings she came to us,
Her skin a storied parchment;
Her eyes, twinned pools of molten gold,
Sought out fire, love, and art.

A finger pointing at the moon,
She sang of empty mirrors,
Of riverbeds and serpents, too;
Her mind like a furnace roared.

Gazing at the barren fields
Redolent of the void,
The ink'd angel shed a tear
And fled, her heart a stone.

Nice, Blurt. You've sure got a way with words. =)

[Mad Serb]

Thanks Blurt!

[Blurt]

Thanks, Meems.

I just wish they could have their way with ME, sometimes.

[John Cena]

When I was small I wrote about this character I made name Fighter Top.

[InkedAngel]

I'm impressed Blurt. You've got a fan

[InkedAngel]

When I was small I wrote about this character I made name Fighter Top.

My son had a booger who lived in his closet that he called Hockalickity. A children's book was based on his monster. It was cute.

[Keeper]

I write asbestos materials registers

and my secretary types em up

Who are you bullshitting? You can’t even write your name in the snow with your own piss, you dingo, diddling, halfwit.

[soon]

i'm a terrible writer. unless i'm inspired. even then i don't write more than three sentences.

[Leopardsocks]

Thanks, Meems.

I just wish they could have their way with ME, sometimes.

Oh, I can help you, there...

[Blurt]

I know you can, Leo. Why don't you?

You never respond to my PMs.

[InkedAngel]

Wonderful collage of brilliant color
Bring me to my distant lover
Of cool breathe and sparkle shiver
To bosom nigh come hither

Make me wait no more to long
The cool caress of his wind song
And give me flight into his sea
Of icy flakes bathing me

I call his name with open arms
Beckon winds and raging storms
Until perchance he shall roam
And make his way to me, home.

Beautiful reds, orange, and blues
Fiery brimstones in magnificent hues
Home to me he has called
For now Autumn falls

[SMP-ness]

Do any of you guys write? Short stories, poetry, anything of that nature? I would love to read some.

Hmm...

"When you're driving in your Chevy and you feel something heavy...

Diarrhea! Diarrhea!"

Pretty deep eh?

edit: yeah! i ruined this thread...

[InkedAngel]

Not if it was expected, you didn't.....

[Berry Sweet]

I write short stories and poems.

[Blurt]

Angel, RW,

Great stuff. I'm not surprised that folks who post here--and writing on a forum IS writing--would exhibit a talent for stringing words together like a precious necklace.

Still waiting for Leo's turns of phrase. C'mon, Leo, write us a p'oh-m.

[mimi]

I'm still waiting for a mimi poem.

[soon]

i miss the ka-thump ka-thump when i'm feeling inspired.

[Blurt]

In flights of fancy,
With hard egdes tinged,
The fern the wall
Caresses.

So much ocean green
In a dull gray sea;
A wonder on the breeze:
An iron feather.

Drawing me in,
Calling me out,
A silent shout
Is Mimi to me.

[Blurt]

Gordy, you, sir, are a master at the art.

[mimi]

In flights of fancy,
With hard egdes tinged,
The fern the wall
Caresses.

So much ocean green
In a dull gray sea;
A wonder on the breeze:
An iron feather.

Drawing me in,
Calling me out,
A silent shout
Is Mimi to me.

It's purdy. =)
(except I'm not a very good poem understander)

[soon]

ouch. personally i think the best poetry is taking personal feelings and transposing them into something else entirely.