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Posted: what is the best poem you can come up with? oh..it can also be one you liked that you wanted to share, that someone else wrote....
i want to see how this went over with you guys and ladies....
"Life" Life is life, what can i say? You live and you die in all the same day. Life is useless to the depresed and insane. my life is useless fore i am the lame. i can't hold it or buy it, but is there just the same. making me more mad by the day. it is there all the time, making my way fore one day when we meet.... you will,and can say! "Blessed This Beautiful Fine Day!"
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-LuNcHbOx, Aka. Nathan...Give a man to fish, and that man knows where to come for more fish...Teach a man to fish and you have just destroyed your market base...
MikeGinnyGOLD Member HOP Mad Doctor 13,925 posts Location: San Francisco, CA, USA
Posted: Can I post two?
Magic 10/25/2000
Riding home from lab today it flashed before my eyes I did a double-take, but it still hung there in the sky. A little splash of color, strange, brilliant, and rare Was floating in sky ahead, suspended in mid-air!
And as I biked, the colors grew, they brightened, stretched and flowed! I couldn’t help but stare at them while biking down the road. I stopped my bike, I dismounted, I couldn’t look away From this spectre in the sky that G-d had sent today.
And as I stood there watching the rainbow arc across the sky I couldn’t believe that people were just blindly biking by. I couldn’t understand why they didn’t stop and stare At the spectral light display that was floating in the air.
How jaded were these people I saw biking down the street Who were staring straight ahead and ignoring this great treat! It’s sad to think that they weren’t the least bit moved by what they saw. Do they have no sense of wonder left? Can’t they feel awe?
All of us are busy and I know this to be true. But that hasn’t killed my wonder at the things nature can do. I think I realized just then that I would rather die Than fail to be amazed by a rainbow in the sky.
The world is full of magic, something every child knows, But a grown-up only sees what’s put right before his nose. So next time that you see that there is magic in the air, Dare to be the only one to drop your jaw...and stare.
Sacrifice 2/22/2001 In memory of the men and women of the Challenger tragedy.
A rose may bloom once every spring for years and years unending But there are thorns there on the stems that winds of change are bending. And it is just so with the tale that flows from history’s pen As it writes of heroes’ triumphs and the victories of men.
Into the West did young men ride upon their sturdy steeds, Braving Mother Nature’s wrath to see what they could see. And they lit their campfires as dusk began to fall Yet one black-clad visitor would often deign to call.
Lightning flashes, thunder claps, and in do dark clouds roll. The human spirit, the quest for truth, exacts its grisly toll. Those very forces in the soul that fill it with its light Join these brave adventurers as they journey into night.
But in their loss there is yet hope; their visions do not die. As new steeds ride on firey trails into the azure sky, New brave adventurers ride east into the setting sun. And some might say that twilight falls... But daybreak’s just begun.
[ 10. November 2002, 13:41: Message edited by: MikeGinny ]
-Mike
Certified Mad Doctor and HoP High Priest of Nutella
Posted: The "Sacrafice" poem brought a tear to my eye... thank you Mike!
-LuNcHbOx, Aka. Nathan...Give a man to fish, and that man knows where to come for more fish...Teach a man to fish and you have just destroyed your market base...
CantusSILVER Member Tantamount to fatuity 15,966 posts Location: Down the road, United Kingdom
Posted: Why didn't you post this in the poems thread that has been on page one in social for that last few days? Why did you insist on starting another one?
Posted: well... Mr. C@ntus must not have noticed but,... My internet is down and i haven't been on the computer for a few weeks... I am currently and whenever i am on the site, am at my grandmothers house using her Windows XP. which is pretty sweet if i do say so myself the last time i was on this site was two weeks ago! so info on stuff like this must be taken into acount. Before people start yelling and ranting at someone for sharing a bit of something they have made up. now,... if someone had mentioned this to me i would not have made this thread and so i shall erase it and this post will go to waste!
-LuNcHbOx, Aka. Nathan...Give a man to fish, and that man knows where to come for more fish...Teach a man to fish and you have just destroyed your market base...
Posted: and that i have tried and since C@ntus wrote telling me how wasteful of other peoples money. I am no able to delete this topic, therein lies the problem, why don't we just connect the two?
-LuNcHbOx, Aka. Nathan...Give a man to fish, and that man knows where to come for more fish...Teach a man to fish and you have just destroyed your market base...
Posted: Party hard, rock and roll, Drink a forty, smoke a bowl, we are stoners, we have class, fuck with us, we'll kick your ass, to all those preps who think there cool, think again cuz stoners rule.
if practice makes perfect, and no one is perfect, then why practice?
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