I would, but it would definitely require a fair amount of the ol' whiskey. I was going to once, but we ended up leaving before my turn. It seems like fun, to be honest, and if I could dull my immediate embarrassment I doubt there would be much in the way of ill side effects : P
I do not believe you have to be rude to be challenging. However, you have articulated yourself very well here, and quoted a brilliant man in perfect context. I believe that it is the responsibility of every person to constantly question convention, and to balance what any society or group deems as acceptable with carefully considered logic.
I've come here for lack of point
by lack of will
made not for word or work
work still with lack of word
I'm number meant
0110 1011
No good for grace
or lack of charm of lack
words bend too far
and points stretch strangely off
I'm from Canada
that means a lot of
Don't
and a lot more
Cold
I'm from an era of
simple tasks
and thoughtfully
disregarded "why?"
I'm from a lineage of
warm monitors and
stale soda crackers
We of youth Canada
Take our television seriously
We know which psychic hotlines to trust
and which tabloids bring us paradigm
We, Youth Canada
explorers of a new frontier
wise in it's ways
(don't bring any strange loops home to
There is a farm where people grow
Cold as ash
Hard as bone
Sweetest are they before ripe
Soft skin peeled by well worn knife
Farm hand, seedless fruit made tool
Picker picked
Foil made Fool
Grown by tree and raised in pen
left-right, backward, down again
On cellar shelves rest sleepless heads
still preserves
bitter spread
stock still, stocks still work as,
stock firmly held, stock are shot for stock
Such pallid milk do pe
Hair style and makeup don't really effect someone's appearance so much that I'd say I couldn't be attracted to them, but I prefer a cleaner look. Also, I find it a turn off if they really are overly emotional or sensitive. I like well grounded, logical people.
I loved your use of assonance. The synonyms of the ex- words seemed out of place, which actually works well enough with the feel of the poem, I'm just hoping you didn't put them there because you didn't think your readers would otherwise understand. : P
I think the point here was not that anyone thinks them the picture of morality or health, but that no one is lobbying against their ability to be able to live this lifestyle.
I had to get rid of my original post because I realized this wasn't the soapbox, and I'm ever-wary as a new member of overstepping my bounds : P
Instead I will say that I whole heartedly agree, and leave out my pointed references and loudly exclaimed citations.
I like the way you express your concepts, and the form of your poetry is interesting and refreshing. My one critique is that, while the use of repetition is an important and often under appreciated literary technique, and one I often enjoy, here I find it isn't discernibly tied to the feel or themes of the poem.
Go Bach or go home.
I much prefer most older music to current music. There are of course exceptions, I'm not so stuck in my ways that I can't appreciate good music in general. I just prefer a cleaner sound and properly hit notes, and while you can find that elsewhere, you can always find it in classical symphonies. That and mathematical brilliance.
I think your teacher was probably talking about species in general. I can't really get into the why of this here because this isn't the soapbox, but if you'd like to discuss this you could pm me.
This man sounds very interesting, and I hope to be as healthy as he is when(if) I get to be his age. That being said, that sort of quiet life does not appeal to me, so if that is what is necessary to live 100 years, I'll take 50 years of crazed excitement, world travel and stressing over how to make everyone else live to be 100. : P
Stefan Schluter from the CAP series. He's witty, charming, and has a wonderful sense of fun. He may be a little old for me to settle down with, but for a single date he seems like the best choice. : )
You look bizarrely similar to a friend of mine. If you had blond hair and blue eyes you would be him. Rather scary.
Oh, that's a compliment by the way : P
Supper, Love
(or, 'Tablecloth blues')
To dine with me
You'd face off with the Spaghetti
(slow spread of stain on ruined cloth)
you'd stare down the bread-sticks
(gently pulled apart,
gradually consumed)
you'd even use your cutlery
proper
(salad fork?
I am not a lover of Jams:
too sweet a pressure on
delicate toast.
Rip their way along the
Bread.
(soft bread;
toast unfinished)
Rough, callous hands pull down the spread.
greedy,
hungry hands.
They must have their meal.
The knife, now whetted,
pulls loose.
It drips a heavy crimson
(age old favorite).
They sit, name-place set
and they unhinge,
roughly shove in,
devour their meal
(crimson remains running down smiling faces).
Their bread gone -
all gon