16-02-2005, 12:55 AM | #21 | ||
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I would like to tell everyone how much I enjoyed their writings. I've a profound passion for writen word and spoken pleasures. You've all writen beautifully. Heres my little bit. I've added a word cound in front of each paragraph.... wonderfull idea for a thread! I look forward to reading more from others.
Sleeping with the Earth 61 Rest no more, but sleep forever beneath me. Close your lids; Kiss the morning light and the things it grows goodbye. Hushed are the praises of morning birds within his ear. Thier songs can not breach the silence within, nor can their shape be seen. But can their shape be remembered? Can their song somehow remain within the dark that conquered? 40 A tree grows above the silent slumber of him that sleeps below. It gives its shade out of ignorance, but its hosts need for it has gone. No shade or refuge from the worms that stalk; he who sleeps alone. 49 Time progresses; things die and grow. The bird that once sang its song, rests with the man that sleeps below. And all of the earth is quite, waiting for what may come. It turns in space engaged in silent dance with its sister stars. In darkness, it too sleeps alone. |
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16-02-2005, 02:01 AM | #22 | ||
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Ooh. *applaud* k:
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16-02-2005, 04:33 PM | #23 | ||
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Illsmouth
I walk through the town Yet there's no one around I looked in the hotel, the general store too Having to search for the townsfolk is making me awfully tired it is making me tired and blue All niceness in this town is gone As if some shadow hanging over has not spared one living person not noone, not one The all of a sudden, running out to sea I spy a lonely drifter One who appearred Appearred right before me He was ugly and grotesque of what lineage I do not know Some half fish half man hybrid Something made of all the ages woe I see him briskly running out to something in the sea I find myself also running running out to meet him in the sea ever so briskly I do not know what cloud is in my mind for what it is I cannot tell but I am briskly running to my well my sanctuary my chamber in the sea |
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16-02-2005, 08:38 PM | #24 | ||
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@Six
There´s something there... Within the text, That just, hypnotizes somehow... Nice to have you along, @Faw You have have an intriguingly good talent in those, (Well, as it seems your intrest in Cthulhu, is it a wonder?) Ever considered a verbal contributions thread of your own, one such as Tai has? ----------------------------- - 4 days - |
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16-02-2005, 08:57 PM | #25 | ||
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Um, thanks. I dunno if I should make a verbal contributions, but I guess I'll think about it. I dunno though. I might contribute a bit to the Abandonia Writing Society though.
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16-02-2005, 10:29 PM | #26 | ||
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Hmm, I started writitng poetry back in the primary school - you know, gone through a lot in that time, found the paper to share my secrets with, but it wasn't anything much - just as long as it rhymed :whistle:
Then I did a Sonnet for my English professor in the 1st year of the University - it was in a way an assigment,. During that period of my life I also found Seb and completelly stopped writitng - not that I was any good in it.... I guess I found what I was looking for. :angel: People told me to start again, since Seb and I were in a literary group and I did, but it didn't seem right, maybe one day, I will do it again, but untill then - I have your and Seb's work to enjoy! Thanx for that! Here is that sonnet: I don't want friends who are stupid and bored Therefore you are not my friend anymore. Just stand up and walk through my yellow door. Else you will get a conviction from court. And now I sit alone and wonder why I knew not what I was doing back then That is the reason why it had to end. A knock on my door has ended my sigh. I opened the door, he was standing there. With tears in his eyes he promised me this: "I will change" and confirmed it with a loss. With a smile on my face I touched his hair. "These words I have heard so often before!" And violently shut in his face my door. |
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17-02-2005, 01:17 AM | #27 | ||
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Thanks Wael!
@rainwife Love the flow of each verse... was a pleasure to read! @faw You have great writing abilities also, do you right poetic verse often? |
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18-02-2005, 01:26 PM | #28 | ||
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Very good sonnet, too bad you don't have more to post... |
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18-02-2005, 03:29 PM | #29 | ||
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well, not often, but usually when I'm in a writing mood.
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18-02-2005, 05:08 PM | #30 | ||
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Though I meant Rainwife with that, yours was also pretty interesting to read. I hope more will come soon. k:
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