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Poetry: Read and Listen
April 1, 2016 at 9:43 am
The god who allows children to be raped out of respect for the free will choice of the rapist, but punishes gay men for engaging in mutually consensual sex couldn't possibly be responsible for an intelligently designed universe.
I may defend your right to free speech, but i won't help you pass out flyers.
Those who can make you believe absurdities, can make you commit atrocities.
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Nietzsche isn't dead. How do I know he lives? He lives in my mind.
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RE: Poetry: Read and Listen
April 1, 2016 at 9:57 am
The more I read and listen to poetry, the less I am fond of rhyming poetry, no, not that it isn't valid nor lack of talent, just that it is far too often painted as the only style. The first one on that link was sappy to me. But the second one "Tell Us Your Name" was awesome, outside the mentions of souls and spirits, but the message, and the meter of it was not as important to me as the message.
But again, I can only speak for myself as to what I like when it comes to poetry.
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RE: Poetry: Read and Listen
April 1, 2016 at 10:05 am
I have to agree with you there Brian.
Although rhyme is pleasant to the ear, it feels like the story has been shaped around it.
Or maybe we miss part of the message because it was unrhymable.
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RE: Poetry: Read and Listen
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RE: Poetry: Read and Listen
April 1, 2016 at 10:43 am
The god who allows children to be raped out of respect for the free will choice of the rapist, but punishes gay men for engaging in mutually consensual sex couldn't possibly be responsible for an intelligently designed universe.
I may defend your right to free speech, but i won't help you pass out flyers.
Those who can make you believe absurdities, can make you commit atrocities.
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Nietzsche isn't dead. How do I know he lives? He lives in my mind.
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RE: Poetry: Read and Listen
April 1, 2016 at 10:55 am
I am flattered, but I am very protective of my work and I also have other family to consider and my content is blasphemous. I can handle people coming after me, but right now I am not really ready to be fully open because of that risk.
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RE: Poetry: Read and Listen
April 1, 2016 at 1:08 pm
(April 1, 2016 at 10:55 am)Brian37 Wrote: I am flattered, but I am very protective of my work and I also have other family to consider and my content is blasphemous. I can handle people coming after me, but right now I am not really ready to be fully open because of that risk. Well, the invitation stands whenever you feel ready.
Blasphemous? How so? Although that one poet did say something about soul and spirit, this is not a religious web site, not do I choose poems with religious sensibilities in mind.
The god who allows children to be raped out of respect for the free will choice of the rapist, but punishes gay men for engaging in mutually consensual sex couldn't possibly be responsible for an intelligently designed universe.
I may defend your right to free speech, but i won't help you pass out flyers.
Those who can make you believe absurdities, can make you commit atrocities.
--Voltaire
Nietzsche isn't dead. How do I know he lives? He lives in my mind.
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RE: Poetry: Read and Listen
April 1, 2016 at 1:20 pm
(April 1, 2016 at 1:08 pm)Rhondazvous Wrote: (April 1, 2016 at 10:55 am)Brian37 Wrote: I am flattered, but I am very protective of my work and I also have other family to consider and my content is blasphemous. I can handle people coming after me, but right now I am not really ready to be fully open because of that risk. Well, the invitation stands whenever you feel ready.
Blasphemous? How so? Although that one poet did say something about soul and spirit, this is not a religious web site, not do I choose poems with religious sensibilities in mind.
I was talking about my poetry being blasphemous, how much of it have you read? Oh and I wasn't claiming the website you offered was religious, I was merely commenting on that one poem, I liked it.
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RE: Poetry: Read and Listen
April 10, 2016 at 7:20 am
Ok, I've seen some good poetry here lately and I felt inspired.
Here's one I whipped up in 10 min so it's not great.
Dedicated to TWD series.
Something is dripping down my face, along my neck, though this thought now is fleeting, reduced to a speck.
By the light of the moon and as the cold wind blows, I can see my prey with my eyes and my nose.
I hearing crying and it thrills me, like a spark inside my veins, there is something there I need and it's driving me insane.
Then there it is in front of me, I bite, I tear, I chew, I hold it down and crush with all my might so that it cannot move.
I let it go, it flops around, no longer do I need it, but it looks at me expectantly, as though I'm going to lead it.
So we stumble, cross the field, side by side, thoughts form inside of me.
It's nice to be under the moon in the company of my family. :-)
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RE: Poetry: Read and Listen
April 10, 2016 at 7:25 am
(April 10, 2016 at 7:20 am)Little lunch Wrote: Ok, I've seen some good poetry here lately and I felt inspired.
Here's one I whipped up in 10 min so it's not great.
Dedicated to TWD series.
Something is dripping down my face, along my neck, though this thought now is fleeting, reduced to a speck.
By the light of the moon and as the cold wind blows, I can see my prey with my eyes and my nose.
I hearing crying and it thrills me, like a spark inside my veins, there is something there I need and it's driving me insane.
Then there it is in front of me, I bite, I tear, I chew, I hold it down and crush with all my might so that it cannot move.
I let it go, it flops around, no longer do I need it, but it looks at me expectantly, as though I'm going to lead it.
So we stumble, cross the field, side by side, thoughts form inside of me.
It's nice to be under the moon in the company of my family. :-)
I like the imagery of being the predator you painted, but what is the ultimate message? I'm going to take a guess, but strength in numbers? Is that right?
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