Post Stream-of-Consciousness Poetry

[CordedWhelp]

Hyberborean glance upon a self-realizing spectral eye
the hooded men gather upon a rock
sordid
living in shadows the dead carelessly dance upon the undertow
which fisherman shall cast their nets?

Jiving in the worst way
living eyes of fire call
this language is like a snake
and this catalyst of mine
moving in a cloud of ice
Cataclysm upon your ego
Turn Back
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[Colonel Frank Grimes]

magical hippie Georgie-poo hungry shrimp want so hungry Quick check maybe mask tv ace of spade not song gotta go gotta go models slap happy so hungry sleep no maybe

[CordedWhelp]

Bump.

Heh...I think this really is a useful tool to see what goes on in the minds of TA members...

[amerinese]

Rinder Rouladen.
It was the bomb-diggity.
Also creamed spinach.

[CordedWhelp]

A last wee bump and I give up...

C'mon, this is a neat excercise...

[Harkonnen]

Is this supposed to be some sort of faggit convention or what?

[CordedWhelp]

Is this supposed to be some sort of faggit convention or what?

That is precisely what this is. A "faggit" convention.

Unless that is supposed to be poetry. In that case: Bravo?

[Harkonnen]

I can be whatever you want me to be babe

[lI]

A last wee bump and I give up...

C'mon, this is a neat excercise...Tempting but English doesn't suit poetry and if I'll write in my mother tongue nobody will understand : P

[Harkonnen]

Tempting but English doesn't suit poetry and if I'll write in my mother tongue nobody will understand : P

Then go ahead. Don't let me scare you.

[Anglojew]

I'm sick of the Muzzies,
Making me sad,
With their constant complaints,
And creeping jihad.

I'm sick of third-worlders,
Hijacking my nation,
With their halal and their mosques,
Diluting civilisation.

I'm sick of these inbreds,
And their accusations of libel,
That we don't respect their Koran,
While they burn our flags and Bible.

[larali]

(edited)

lollllll

[Methmatician]

I'm not sure what you're all doing :confused:

[Anglojew]

I'm not sure what you're all doing :confused:

Basically you just write down whatever pops in your head, it's mean to be poetic though (doesn't need to rhyme).

[mr. logan]

Im waiting for the interpretative dance contest to start
in this faggit convention.
That will be the blast.

[Methmatician]

Basically you just write down whatever pops in your head, it's mean to be poetic though (doesn't need to rhyme).

My mind (and everyone else's) thinks too quickly for me to record.

[CordedWhelp]

This has turned out to be a nice faggit convention afterall...

[YeshAtid]

I'm sick of the Muzzies,
Making me sad,
With their constant complaints,
And creeping jihad.

I'm sick of third-worlders,
Hijacking my nation,
With their halal and their mosques,
Diluting civilisation.

Any muzzies in particular?

[Anglojew]

Any muzzies in particular?

Just in general

[YeshAtid]

Just in general

http://yourdailymuslim.files.wordpress.com/2013/07/muzz1.jpg?w=408

[YeshAtid]

Muslims are thoroughly unproductive
They scrounge,rape, and molest "infidels"
Yet they claim Islam is peaceful
What a joke!

They're worse than plague,
and to be avoided as such
Oh, if only I could go back in time,
and shove a pike up Mohamhead' pedo arse
Allahu Fukbar!

[Anglojew]

http://yourdailymuslim.files.wordpress.com/2013/07/muzz1.jpg?w=408

Added another line.

[YeshAtid]

Like I said fuck the muzzies!
http://sfcmac.files.wordpress.com/2013/09/fuck-islam.jpg

[YeshAtid]

It seems to me
that internet australoid jihadists
are only capable of
thumbing down
instead of debating
:picard2:

[korkolola]

Unconscious knowing keeps manifesting itself/That something will soon go terribly wrong
Nobody has a solution/Prevention is a joke/Nothing can be done/Until it's too late
Appendix vermiformis

[YeshAtid]

It seems to me
that internet australoid jihadists
are only capable of
thumbing down
instead of debating
:picard2:

One more thing,

[Herr Abubu]

I wept while writing this down.

caliper o caliper were art thou?!
my ruler for head measurements properly functions not!
fuck this shit i cant find it
my life is not worth living anymore
FML - fuck my life
are we humans?
or are we dancers?
do i have anything to live for?
please tell me that i do!
herr abubu i <3 u

[Anglojew]

It seems to me
that internet australoid jihadists
are only capable of
thumbing down
instead of debating
:picard2:

I bet Shah Jihad thumbs that down

[YeshAtid]

I bet Shah Jihad thumbs that down

Like most of my posts:rolleyes:

[Anglojew]

Like most of my posts:rolleyes:

And one and Horatios.

One negative australoid.

[YeshAtid]

And one and Horatios.

One negative australoid.

How i imagine him

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WPYkUf0cNfE

[Smaug]

The Lemon pie is good to eat
The hot chili is bad to shit
I sit on the throne
While I smear the white and drown the black

[lI]

Then go ahead. Don't let me scare you.You don't scare. Though it seems to me that half of your posts in all the other threads would be better suited to this one :P
I guess you can take it as a compliment.

Anyway, good night everybody!


alpstantys ūžiantys, tirpsta
nosis niežti - kažinkas prisiminė
miegalė, snaudalė, nerūstauk
į liūną
barškt barkšt
ežeras šaukia
ratúi ratu ratela
ir saulė stiklainyje, tyška
saldžiai sūru, berželiai ten
anglai nemoka kalbėt apie kryptį
smilkinius spustelt tik neišbudina
taip, taip, ir berželiai, ir dunojėlis, protėvynė
ko tiktai nori būna
pelele, pelele, nešk saldi meigeli

[Harkonnen]

alpstantys ūžiantys, tirpsta
nosis niežti - kažinkas prisiminė
miegalė, snaudalė, nerūstauk
į liūną
barškt barkšt
ežeras šaukia
ratúi ratu ratela
ir saulė stiklainyje, tyška
saldžiai sūru, berželiai ten
anglai nemoka kalbėt apie kryptį
smilkinius spustelt tik neišbudina
taip, taip, ir berželiai, ir dunojėlis, protėvynė
ko tiktai nori būna
pelele, pelele, nešk saldi meigeli

I suspect it to be something mundane and pretentious that is going to turn into something beautiful after I run it through google translate :rolleyes:

[lI]

I suspect it to be something mundane and pretentious that is going to turn into something beautiful after I run it through google translate :rolleyes:I'm pretty sure google translate won't get most of it. It never does when Lithuanians turn all-so-very-poetic. I wouldn't have posted it here if it did.
And pretentious it probably was since I'm just pretentious in general but mundane - nah. When I'm sleepy, I start thinking in folk imagery. English poetry is analytical, Baltic mentality is more lyric.

Anyway, forget it. It wasn't about you.

[CordedWhelp]

I got another. Might not appear logical...but..it's based in...something...

shadow of my former self
lost waking self dreaming not
chaos in the merge
the self to the self
and again smoke
water once frightened me
One way it will
and again

[Permafrost]

Roses are red

Violets are blue

Slovenians are slovenly.

[d3cimat3d]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bYpaVQBzSU8

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IoLs5KdeLQg

[larali]

I'll try this again...

I have a cold.
Think I got it from the dentist
they don't sanitize their nasty equipment
I knew at the time
There was something funky
In that tool they were using
I hate monkeys.

[amerinese]

Corned beef hash,
Not too salty,
Not too much potato,
Just the right amount of onion,
Another brilliant Jewish invention.

[Herr Abubu]

My mind is not rapid,
Most would say it is vapid;
I write poorly,
Some point out surely;
I understanding nothing,
To my mind it counts as something;
I have no strength,
People want me to get bent;
Then from a dream I woke up,
Realized Desert Fox I was not;
Laughed ha-ha-ha,
Went gaily on with my day tra-la-la

[CordedWhelp]

(Sheds a tear while sipping Cognac in a lavender bath-robe)

[hisn]

Givin` it a go-

lyre`s in tune,
leers into..you
melody halfed (in two),
rowed not-far, sullen boat
soaked up past brim
..as an unseen visicle
round ilk `to a T`
quieted lawn
a chord's felt
resigned in C sharp
sullen upside-down vase
opposite the sun rays' lauding,
lace to spread one's self upon

Should lull into sleep about now,
had enough florescent-like screen exposure to last the eons

[CordedWhelp]

Fog is where I used to live
but what is this thing i struggle with
what are these years
in a moments notice i go from age to age
and here i am in an unfamiliar flesh
i try to explain myself
but they dont know up from down
and yet they are deemed philosophers of this rock
fuck trying to open up to other folk

[wvwvw]

I dig,
you dig,
We dig,
he dig,
they dig..

It is not a a beautiful poem but it’s very deep.