I wrote a poem tonight! It's about a 15 year-old snooker prodigy.
― acoleuthic, Tuesday, 25 May 2010 02:59 (thirteen years ago) link
The Lucubrations Of Luca Brecel
drown down from the bedroomno sensation, subaqueous when all playthings are dense
anchor-strewn baize mentor stumble then glidelike leaving a nest
tonight only one boy bears the tridentone boy falls to rest
silt-settle acrylics cold effluvium spin across in shadow-congress
or tidally backand inside each droplet is a god particle instantly vanquishing itself
as it disappears into holesdug by methane worms or oil workerslined with nets to catch bathyspheresand return them safely to the sea-bed
tonight only one boy napsand flicking his nap are anglerfishthe shade of red you can’t seebecause it’s pressurised blindness
marking dreamy channels in the deep green with a child’s taut assurancehe joins shots for thishidden ecosystemfragile to the softest kickbroken at chalky baize mentorfriend or cue for insomniasurface, O championand let the strands of kelpspill from your shoulders
― acoleuthic, Tuesday, 25 May 2010 03:03 (thirteen years ago) link
nice
― Aimless, Tuesday, 25 May 2010 03:08 (thirteen years ago) link
And it's all true, too.
― StanM, Tuesday, 25 May 2010 05:39 (thirteen years ago) link
http://rapidshare.com/files/391434971/02_-_Amnesia.mp3
here's that song as recorded
it is kind of corny
― Marni and Louboutin: coming to Tuesdays this fall on FOX (HI DERE), Tuesday, 25 May 2010 13:44 (thirteen years ago) link
but I love it
thanks A, also BUMP
― some men enjoy the feeling of being owned (acoleuthic), Saturday, 29 May 2010 18:47 (thirteen years ago) link
Another BUMP in the night. Poets take heed! May is leaking away like piss from an infant.
― Aimless, Sunday, 30 May 2010 02:08 (thirteen years ago) link
hey britishers this your chance to launch a sneak offensive, all the united americans will be distracted with memorial day celebrations on may 31
― (e_3) (Edward III), Sunday, 30 May 2010 16:39 (thirteen years ago) link
if I hadn't shot my wad I'd possibly write a poem called Sneak Offensive now
― some men enjoy the feeling of being owned (acoleuthic), Sunday, 30 May 2010 19:49 (thirteen years ago) link
struck by another's sneak offensive
― (e_3) (Edward III), Sunday, 30 May 2010 21:04 (thirteen years ago) link
finalized closing date is June 30.. no excusesif a mod wants to add that to the OP or thread title, feel free
i am experiencing some excruciating leg pain today and i can't even think about finishing my poembut I did find creativity in me to start a poem yesterday and hopefully june will bring out the narwhals in us all
― CaptainLorax, Tuesday, 1 June 2010 01:06 (thirteen years ago) link
I finished my poem while having a dislocated shoulder reset, and now the resonance of my topical submission will be sadly muted.
― (e_3) (Edward III), Tuesday, 1 June 2010 03:00 (thirteen years ago) link
but, by all means. if poets didn't procrastinate they'd write novels.
― (e_3) (Edward III), Tuesday, 1 June 2010 03:03 (thirteen years ago) link
i am simply embarrassed to admit that my 2009 submission was the last poem that i wrote. but i'll work one out for this year, too. promise.
― elmo leonard (elmo argonaut), Tuesday, 1 June 2010 15:24 (thirteen years ago) link
!!!!!
― (e_3) (Edward III), Tuesday, 1 June 2010 16:19 (thirteen years ago) link
Lest we forget...
― Aimless, Friday, 11 June 2010 04:21 (thirteen years ago) link
yeah more ppl plz or I will submit again THAT IS A PROMISE NOT A THREAT
― Mark Ronson: "Led Zeppelin were responsible for hip-hop" (acoleuthic), Friday, 11 June 2010 04:26 (thirteen years ago) link
We never go downtown
I need cable internet accessso I can look at more furry porn, is what I eventually said,because the landlord saidhe kind of wanted to know why there was a bucket truck instead of the sun, something of the divinein this exchange, like realizing suddenlyyou are indifferent to Godin the middle of an orgasm.And then, I think, a moment of silencebefore grinning at the weather,small red birds and water everywhere, what a planet,but cold cocksmy fuzzy thoughts with his talkof snow and late winter-bums shit everywhere, what a disaster,so let's just wipe our nosesand think about where does that shit go tobecause a man who, you know, likes to watchdudes dressed as animals get it on, well,maybe he thinks in a different waythan I do, maybe he knows things. But really,I don't know, so we just wipe our nosesand stare enigmatically at the bucket truck.
Sometimes I see other people wipe their noses on their sleevesso now I look for the residue on most everyone and everythingbut it's not always the thing you think it is is the thing, so sometimes you've got to really think about it. He's thinkingand then he says, far off someplace,they actually make that stuff, well, I always knewthere was a market.
― casual rigmarole, Friday, 11 June 2010 16:44 (thirteen years ago) link
nice!
― (e_3) (Edward III), Friday, 11 June 2010 18:11 (thirteen years ago) link
yes that is breezy stuff
― Mark Ronson: "Led Zeppelin were responsible for hip-hop" (acoleuthic), Friday, 11 June 2010 18:22 (thirteen years ago) link
okay lazies, including myself, time to focus for just 1 day
― serious nonsense (CaptainLorax), Tuesday, 29 June 2010 03:50 (thirteen years ago) link
still think mordy's poem is awesome at just one stanza:
"Heavy Metal God"
They talk about Himlike he's an old man, withered body ---- so tired from creating Earth, animals, the genre formerlyand simply known as heavy metal but now varied asdeath metal, technical metal, math metal, Scandinavian melodicEurovision-tailored horror pop --his eyes are dim and he sits on mountaintops a lotpromising transcendence.Or maybe He is actually a She,flowing long blond hair I imagine much like a Lady Godiva,her breath smells like chocolate liqueur likelazy Sunday morningsEarth goddesses read Tikkun Magazine,contemplate World Peace,in grace.Kabbalists, working from scripts saythat you can't contemplate the unknownunknow the known the unknown the beyondthe limits of human language the grasping ofverbs and nouns to delineate spaces that cannotbe grasped somewherethat isn't therethat isn't anywherethat isn't isn't.Whatever.That gives you headaches to consider and anyway,I have a competitive theory.
― (e_3) (Edward III), Tuesday, 29 June 2010 06:11 (thirteen years ago) link
the end is coming...
― serious nonsense (CaptainLorax), Wednesday, 30 June 2010 06:13 (thirteen years ago) link
ppl I am missing
beth parkerelmojaymca hoy hoy
― (e_3) (Edward III), Wednesday, 30 June 2010 18:37 (thirteen years ago) link
make it happen
be the word and not its absence
when i was supposed to have 4 hours to write this today, my mum got drunk and made me take care of her shit at the hospital and i had no 4 hr period to write an icp-themed ditty.
― samuel :D (a hoy hoy), Wednesday, 30 June 2010 19:01 (thirteen years ago) link
ouch, sorry bout that, sounds like good material for a poem tho
― (e_3) (Edward III), Wednesday, 30 June 2010 21:12 (thirteen years ago) link
if nobody else posts a poem before midnight NYC time I am posting a second poem
― so you want Mark Ronson to cry into your ass (acoleuthic), Wednesday, 30 June 2010 22:48 (thirteen years ago) link
hope its about mark ronson or rafa benitez or both
― samuel :D (a hoy hoy), Wednesday, 30 June 2010 22:50 (thirteen years ago) link
thing is I've written poetry since the one I submitted that I prefer to it
but hey - a promise is a promise. cock remains in pants.
― so you want Mark Ronson to cry into your ass (acoleuthic), Wednesday, 30 June 2010 22:52 (thirteen years ago) link
Well you can post for kicks
I'm not going to submit anything because I can't think of anything and I have a migraineTomorrow I can make the poll.. so anything posted before I make the poll tomorrow is submittableI won't make the poll until around 2 p.m. NYC time (July 1st).
― serious nonsense (CaptainLorax), Thursday, 1 July 2010 01:37 (thirteen years ago) link
ugh no elmo ;_;
― (e_3) (Edward III), Thursday, 1 July 2010 16:04 (thirteen years ago) link
So if anyone is wondering, I am forcing myself to write a poem at the moment. I'll give the contest another hour or so
― serious nonsense (CaptainLorax), Thursday, 1 July 2010 18:34 (thirteen years ago) link
okay, since I'm giving myself an unfair advantage, yall can have until 8 p.m. MYC timeplease take advantage of this opportunitytoday is a good day for creativityyou might want to scrap your original poem if it was holding you back
― serious nonsense (CaptainLorax), Thursday, 1 July 2010 19:13 (thirteen years ago) link
erm yall have 'til 8 pm NYC time tonightthis is your last chance to have fun playing with words. ever
― serious nonsense (CaptainLorax), Thursday, 1 July 2010 19:14 (thirteen years ago) link
is that radio silence i'm hearing?
really really really fucken want to switch poems but i swore...god DAMMIT
― so you want Mark Ronson to cry into your ass (acoleuthic), Thursday, 1 July 2010 23:34 (thirteen years ago) link