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Post by SwampFire on Aug 12, 2007 22:12:05 GMT -5
Who are you? You've been here a while... register or post. Guest posting is enabled.
Ah never mind, you don't have to if you don't want to. I'm just feeling weird tonight.
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Post by SwampFire on Aug 12, 2007 22:30:08 GMT -5
Did you ever get the feeling that you wanted to leave?
Then get the feeling that you wanted to stay?
Jimmy Durante
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Post by SwampFire on Aug 12, 2007 22:33:55 GMT -5
Do you know what my favorite poem is? No?
I'll tell you, it's this one:
anyone lived in a pretty how town
by: e.e. cummings
anyone lived in a pretty how town
(with up so floating many bells down)
spring summer autumn winter
he sang his didn't he danced his did
Women and men(both little and small)
cared for anyone not at all
they sowed their isn't they reaped their same
sun moon stars rain
children guessed(but only a few
and down they forgot as up they grew
autumn winter spring summer)
that noone loved him more by more
when by now and tree by leaf
she laughed his joy she cried his grief
bird by snow and stir by still
anyone's any was all to her
someones married their everyones
laughed their cryings and did their dance
(sleep wake hope and then)they
said their nevers they slept their dream
stars rain sun moon
(and only the snow can begin to explain
how children are apt to forget to remember
with up so floating many bells down)
one day anyone died i guess
(and noone stooped to kiss his face)
busy folk buried them side by side
little by little and was by was
all by all and deep by deep
and more by more they dream their sleep
noone and anyone earth by april
wish by spirit and if by yes.
Women and men(both dong and ding)
summer autumn winter spring
reaped their sowing and went their came
sun moon stars rain
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Post by SwampFire on Aug 12, 2007 22:37:57 GMT -5
You know who my favorite writer is though? Shakespeare, he was brilliant.
If you've never read A Midsummer Night's Dream I'd HIGHLY recommend it.
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Post by SwampFire on Aug 12, 2007 22:51:44 GMT -5
Have you ever noticed that sometimes the most painful things you have to do are the best things for you?
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Post by SwampFire on Aug 12, 2007 22:57:19 GMT -5
Did you know that I'm a huge fan of polynesian pop culture? I'm thinking about building a tiki bar in my back yard. I'm looking at the spot right now thinking that it needs some paper lanterns and bamboo. Do you think I should build it?
Yeah me too.
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Post by SwampFire on Aug 12, 2007 23:06:37 GMT -5
I'm working tonight, talking to you between process runs. Don't you think it sucks to have to work on Sunday night?
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Post by SwampFire on Aug 12, 2007 23:14:52 GMT -5
I think I must be entertaining you.
I spent two hours watering my lawn today and I'll be damned if it didn't rain tonight.
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Post by SwampFire on Aug 12, 2007 23:17:32 GMT -5
I like this poem too... it's by Poe
IT was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of Annabel Lee;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me.
I was a child and she was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea,
But we loved with a love that was more than love,
I and my Annabel Lee;
With a love that the wingèd seraphs of heaven
Coveted her and me.
And this was the reason that, long ago,
In this kingdom by the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
My beautiful Annabel Lee;
So that her highborn kinsmen came
And bore her away from me,
To shut her up in a sepulchre
In this kingdom by the sea.
The angels, not half so happy in heaven,
Went envying her and me;
Yes! that was the reason (as all men know,
In this kingdom by the sea)
That the wind came out of the cloud by night,
Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.
But our love it was stronger by far than the love
Of those who were older than we,
Of many far wiser than we;
And neither the angels in heaven above,
Nor the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee:
For the moon never beams, without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise, but I feel the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling—my darling—my life and my bride,
In her sepulchre there by the sea,
In her tomb by the sounding sea.
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Post by SwampFire on Aug 12, 2007 23:36:59 GMT -5
Allright guest. While I think our conversation has been titillating, I must end it because I'm tired. Have a good night whoever you are and wherever you are.
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Post by Spooky on Aug 13, 2007 9:25:40 GMT -5
It's too early to be laughing this hard. ;D
btw, if you need some bamboo for your tiki bar, we just cut down loads of it this weekend while re-doing the fence. You just have to come get it.
And what am I saying "we" just cut down loads?? I stood there and supervised. "We" didn't do anything.
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Post by Spooky on Aug 13, 2007 14:24:07 GMT -5
Did you know that I'm a huge fan of polynesian pop culture? I'm thinking about building a tiki bar in my back yard. I'm looking at the spot right now thinking that it needs some paper lanterns and bamboo. Do you think I should build it? Yeah me too. A gift! From me to you. For your Tiki bar.   |
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Post by Spooky on Aug 14, 2007 15:46:17 GMT -5
Hello Mr. President. I'll for sure join your Alien Recovery Team, as long as I get a bigger ray gun than Carnie.
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Post by Millergirl4 on Aug 16, 2007 7:50:42 GMT -5
 I do find it odd that anyone would be interested in our ramblings to come and read but not EVER post. Makes me think some have no life really. 
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Post by Spooky on Aug 16, 2007 9:43:21 GMT -5
Makes me think some have no life really. I think that may be us! |
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I do find it odd that anyone would be interested in our ramblings to come and read but not EVER post. Makes me think some have no life really. 