Forum: The Classroom
Topic: someone special
started by: peregrin
Posted by peregrin on Nov. 05 2001,02:18
But, Lo! The Beauty that lies within the dark recesses of your infinite souland the boundless grasp of your wisdom have shown a piercing light through this pervasive dark, dank, and dreary world. Lo! The Beauty in the world, surrounded by despair, shines for your eyes to see. and the Love that I hold in my heart for you is second only to the awe that you inspire in me.
------------------ "Marla said that she might die at any moment, and the only tragedy is that she didn't"--fight club please feel free to ignore anything i happen to incoherently utter, because, yes, i am a pompus ass.
Posted by incubus on Nov. 05 2001,02:42
Vodka intimate, an affair with isolation in a blackheath cell, Extinguishing the fires in a private hell, Provoking the heartache to renew the licence Of a bleeding heart poet in a fragile capsule Propping up the crust of the glitter conscience Wrapped in the christening shawl of a hangover, Baptised in the tears from the real, tears from the realDrowning in the liquid seize on the Piccadilly line, rat race, Scuttling through the damp electric labyrinth, [Caress Ophelias hand with breathstroke ambition, An albatross in the marrytime tradition,] Sheathed within the walkman wear the halo of distortion, Aural contraceptive aborting pregnant conversation, [She turned the harpoon and it pierced my heart She hung herself around my neck] From the Time-Life-Guardians in their conscience bubbles, Safe and dry in my sea of troubles, Nine to five with suitable ties, Cast adrift as their sideshow, peepshow, stereo hero, Becalm bestill, bewitch, drowning in the real. The thief of Baghdad hides in Islingtown now Praying deportation for his sacred cow, A legacy of romance from a twilight world The dowry of a relative mystery girl A Vietnamese flower, a dockland union, A mistress of release from a magazine's thighs, Magdalenes contracts more than favours The feeding hands of western promise hold her by the throat A son of a swastika of '45 parading a peroxide standard, Graffiti conjure disciples testaments of hatred, Aerosol wands whisper where the searchlights trim the barbed wire hedges, This is Brixton chess A knight for Embankment folds his newspaper castle, A creature of habit, begs the boatman's coin, He'll fade with old soldiers in the grease stained roll call, And linger with the heartburn of Good Friday's last supper Son watches father scan obituary columns in search of absent school friends, While his generation digests high fibre ignorance, Cowering behind curtains and the taped up painted windows, Decriminalised genocide, provided door to door Belsens Pandora's box of holocausts gracefully cruising satellite infested heavens, Waiting, wai-wai-waiting, the season of the button, the penultimate migration, Radioactive perfumes, for the fashionably, for the terminally insane, insane, D-d-do you realise? D-d-do you realise? D-d-do you realise, this world is totally fugazi [Where are the prophets, where are the visionaries, where are the poets, To breach the dawn of the sentimental mercenary]
Posted by Nikita on Nov. 05 2001,03:05
you guys channeling the spirits of dead poets or something?
Posted by incubus on Nov. 05 2001,04:59
quote: Originally posted by Nikita: you guys channeling the spirits of dead poets or something?
Sssh Nikita, you're spoiling the juju.
------------------ "just pressin y0 butt0ns f00" -- miNus
Posted by peregrin on Nov. 05 2001,14:28
this topic didn't go quite the way i had planned. i was just looking for opinions on the poem. but i did like what incubus posted.------------------ "Marla said that she might die at any moment, and the only tragedy is that she didn't"--fight club please feel free to ignore anything i happen to incoherently utter, because, yes, i am a pompus ass.
Posted by aventari on Nov. 05 2001,16:14
don't use the word "Lo" again. ever.
Posted by incubus on Nov. 05 2001,18:36
quote: Originally posted by peregrin: this topic didn't go quite the way i had planned. i was just looking for opinions on the poem. but i did like what incubus posted.
Ah, did you write that? I just posted some lyrics. "Fugazi" by Marillion. ------------------ "just pressin y0 butt0ns f00" -- miNus
Posted by Vigilante on Nov. 05 2001,19:49
Huzzah!That reminded me to look up some Marillion. I'd seen the name before, but always slipped my mind when I was snarfing music. That's some good stuff, there.
Posted by veilside on Nov. 05 2001,20:34
quote: Originally posted by aventari: don't use the word "Lo" again. ever.
what about "ho." Give me my longsword, ho!
Posted by peregrin on Nov. 05 2001,20:41
i did indeed write that, and i was wondering what the others here thought of it. i wrote it for "someone special", as the topic title suggests, although she has never seen it. just looking for input.------------------ "Marla said that she might die at any moment, and the only tragedy is that she didn't"--fight club please feel free to ignore anything i happen to incoherently utter, because, yes, i am a pompus ass.
Posted by peregrin on Nov. 06 2001,05:40
any particular reasoning behind your request?------------------ "Marla said that she might die at any moment, and the only tragedy is that she didn't"--fight club please feel free to ignore anything i happen to incoherently utter, because, yes, i am a pompus ass.
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