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Three couplets on a roseA field of white roses, glowing at midnight Like infant moons soft in earthly reposeThree couplets on a rose
Delicately, I pluck a single sweet bloom Holding it forth with a trembling hand
And, placing it into your shimmering black hair Return a young goddess to her midnight throne.
by ~Nminuspi
Shellharbour Beach, midnightStone and seafoam and steel and fire I lay beside the sea, prone to the stars Ziggy Stardust crooned his lamenting hymnal Each word dripping into my ears Sweet and thick as honey, dark and rich as wine The hunter wheeled above me, Orion and his Companions, turning turning in their endless march Each point of light a votive taper Burning slow and steady, in the endless cathedral Of the night unbroken.Shellharbour Beach, midnight
by ~Nminuspi
The Empty CountrySun burns down, hills and valleys Shrinking, shrivelling, searing in the heat The hills sweat madness Rising like a heat haze and filling The vast echoing spaces of the empty, Heartless country.The Empty Country
Burned, dead trees stand proud Pointing defiant fingers in accusation At a cloudless sky Empty and unyielding as the wrath of God.
by ~Nminuspi
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A Monumental Blunder Note from the Author: I just want to say before I begin this that I have absolutely nothing against Michelangelo or anything he ever created. Moving right along...A Monumental Blunder
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I stand in the middle of the room with David’s penis in my hand, my breath coming in shorter and shorter gasps as the tension builds.
Anthony, I think to myself, steady. Calm. Control. This really separates the men from the boys – now are you a man, or not?
I glance quickly down at the specimen in my hand and gulp. It’s heavier than I thought it would be, and its owner is staring down at me with a frozen lo
by ~midnight-child
Teletubbies Meet the SymbioteOne day in Teletubbyland, something appeared from far away.Teletubbies Meet the Symbiote
Tinky Winky was the first to discover it. Dancing along in his little homosexual way, swinging his very feminine handbag, he noticed something moving among the flowers. It looked like some kind of shiny black slime, almost like a liquid. The flowers murmured - they didn't trust it.
Getting very excited at this new attraction, Tinky Winky decided to take it home in his bag and show it to everyone else. He reached out and grabbed it.
Instantly, the slime began to spread up his arm and onto his body! Tinky Winky shrieked in horror, but there was no
by ~RightOnQ
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I've been. Busy. Up and down. Too much to be condensed into a pithy and not entirely boring answer. How about you?
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Weave a circle round him thrice
And close your eyes with holy dread;
For he on honeydew hath fed
And drunk the milk of paradise.
-Coleridge, S.T. "Kubla Kahn"
I'm alright, school, work, moving out of home.
Nobody told me that being a grown up would be so hard :S
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Ariel, escuchame!
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Thanks for the
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Creative Destruction
Killing the old to make way for the new
Why don't you join the poetry contest from [link] ?
It's free and every nitwit such as myself who enters gets a small gift
but someone like you might win one of their $10 000 or $100 000 prizes.
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Dragons unite, we have work to do!
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Do you ever wonder whether sometimes, lying there at night, the Queen pulls the covers right up to her chin and calls out to her husband "Look, Philip! I'm a stamp!"
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Weave a circle round him thrice
And close your eyes with holy dread;
For he on honeydew hath fed
And drunk the milk of paradise.
-Coleridge, S.T. "Kubla Kahn"
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