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One_Charred_Wing
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Message 16 of 30 (128760)
07-29-2004 7:58 PM


If we're presenting poems, then:
http://EvC Forum: Evolution is NOT science: A challenge -->EvC Forum: Evolution is NOT science: A challenge
And, while I'm no poet by any means, I've noticed most of the poems so far don't rhyme. Why is that?

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NosyNed
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Message 17 of 30 (128762)
07-29-2004 8:39 PM
Reply to: Message 16 by One_Charred_Wing
07-29-2004 7:58 PM


The only true from
Fossils say it, the rocks say so too
The earth's old; really it's true
but a YEC is blind
and gets in a bind
Trying to argue with facts, too few.
(it's cause it's darn hard)

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NosyNed
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Message 18 of 30 (128768)
07-29-2004 8:47 PM
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07-29-2004 8:39 PM


On archeology and Magic
Pyramid on a base square
Magic proportions so rare
Creation in height
Gives atheist fright
If this darn building was there.
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Message 19 of 30 (128771)
07-29-2004 8:55 PM
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07-29-2004 8:47 PM


Sorting Things Out
The fossils got sorted right
by flood that came overnight
but ain't possible
it's a lot a bull
Only the gullible bite

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Message 20 of 30 (128791)
07-29-2004 10:10 PM
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07-29-2004 8:55 PM


A thousand wars.
A thousand wars my soul hath fought,
and from these wars my sword was wraught,
T'was the truth my soul had sought.
The thousand wars begin again,
my soul grows tired within the din,
my soul will slumber in the end.
A thousand wars my soul has lost,
a new tear melts the winters frost,
my sword, my soul, a pipers cost.
I stab my heart with the sword of ilk,
it bleeds my soul red on pure white silk.
The truth my soul had never found,
runs blood red upon the ground.
Allen

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Message 21 of 30 (128804)
07-29-2004 11:06 PM
Reply to: Message 16 by One_Charred_Wing
07-29-2004 7:58 PM


HAHAHAHA!
Rhymenometry is too hard...modern poets don't even attempt it...they just give up and call it "Avante Guarde Poetry".

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PecosGeorge
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Message 22 of 30 (128836)
07-29-2004 11:48 PM
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07-29-2004 5:58 PM


For you
Sandy Lane
Like a picture drawn in charcoal
the trees hang in the rain
and with cast-iron indifference
fence in my sandy lane
Are the willows really weeping?
as the rain falls off their leaves
what is it that is dying
it seems the whole day grieves
There's a woman on her front porch
mingling in the gray's and blue's
and none of this can touch her
as she reads the morning news
Like a picture drawn in charcoal
my reflection in a window pane
is the ghost upon the puddles
lying on my sandy lane
George

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PecosGeorge
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Message 23 of 30 (128847)
07-30-2004 12:00 AM
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07-29-2004 10:10 PM


For you
A Different Concerto
Fred Squirrel with his bushy tail
and yonder slowpoke, Charlie Snail
John Frog, the croaker, on his pad
and Sister Butterfly twirling mad
Ben Coyote barking at the moon
the plaintive cry of Liza Loon
and Jack the monkey hanging loose
the hiss and honk of Georgie Goose
let's not forget Maximilian Moose
the hoot and toot of Betsy Owl
and Herbie Wolf's fierce lonely howl
Peg Sparrow's chatter evermore
and Leo Lion's chilling roar
in winter's frost and summer's heat
they bay and growl and yap and bleat
although you may not think they sing
all raise their voices to our King
and thank Him for the life he gives
and thank Him also that He lives
George
I wrote it for some little kids once in church hope you like it

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Message 24 of 30 (128854)
07-30-2004 12:09 AM
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07-30-2004 12:00 AM


Re: For you
I already got my laureate aclaim...Jenni said "WOW Dad!"

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NosyNed
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Message 25 of 30 (128868)
07-30-2004 1:30 AM
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07-30-2004 12:00 AM


I like it!
Good job!

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Hangdawg13
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Message 26 of 30 (128870)
07-30-2004 1:39 AM
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07-29-2004 10:10 PM


Re: A thousand wars.
A thousand wars... Oooo I like it.

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One_Charred_Wing
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Message 27 of 30 (128872)
07-30-2004 1:52 AM
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07-29-2004 10:10 PM


Re: A thousand wars.
That's it! It's on topic and very good. Rocket gets post of the month so maybe he'll keep up the former!

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Hangdawg13
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Message 28 of 30 (128876)
07-30-2004 2:09 AM
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07-28-2004 11:55 PM


My poetry
Sorry to make Yall suffer through this, but here goes...
Finals (Hell) week
The head is throbbing, throbbing,
From Brandon's wretched coughing.
His eyes are red; his brain is dead,
His flesh shall soon be rotting.
His room mate is not helping,
With all his banging and a’ clanging,
And if he does not quit right now,
By a rope he'll soon be hanging!
To all my friends who's problems, tears, fears and pain are never ending and ever increasing:
The Yet Unset Divine Decree
O, why? Why must it be?!?
That those I love, cannot see?
They seek a joy that renders strife,
But seek not God, who renders joy,
Even mired in the woes of life.
My saddened soul aches for them,
I gently speak and plead with them,
For I know both the joy and the strife,
And Christ, my Lord, the giver of life.
This wonderful life He has to give
That those I love choose not to live.
O, why? Why must it be?!?
That those I love choose not to be free,
Free from pain and agony?
O, why? Why must it be?!?
That those I love choose not Thee?
‘Tis choice this source of wretched inequality.
‘Tis choice the yet unset divine decree.
This life they have they do not live,
Too full of pride, too lazy to see,
The Wisdom of God is the key,
The key to joy and security.
They seek a song or pretty face,
But not the blessings of God’s grace.
In bitter weeping, never ceasing,
Vain talk, and selfish thinking,
They cannot see, cannot see,
The very Truth that sets them free,
For they are lost inside themselves,
Blindly facing eternity.
There was this girl once...
The breathing creature stood fast in the darkness,
Awakened by a pleasing voice.
Mind on edge, pulse racing, eyes searching;
He looked frantically all about him,
For someone that was not there.
He spoke, but no voice answered;
He listened, but heard only silence:
The silence of the impersonal crowded masses so distant from him,
Silence pressed flat against the velvet blackness that swallowed him.
His passions dashed by the cruel vanity,
The breathing creature shrank to the ground;
In subdued desperation, he cried out.
He could not understand,
So he arose and fled once again to the farthest corner of the darkness,
To sleep, to hope, to wait for a voice,
For with a voice, a light would also come.
At the time, this meant something... I think...
Time is ticking past the plumber's dough,
swirling and whirling in the winds of war.
Summer heat beats the coldness in her heart,
long before rays of dawn toss fiery darts upon the sycamore.
While I'm at it I'll throw in a couple of my favorite quotes...
We are so apt, in our engrossing egotism, to consider all those accessories which are drawn around us by prosperity as pertaining and belonging to our own persons, that the discovery of our unimportance, when left to our own proper resources, becomes inexpressibly mortifying. — Sir Walter Scott, Rob Roy
notmyon2k3: actually I know what fo' shizzle my nizzle means
notmyon2k3: "Fo' shizzle ma nizzle" is a bastardization of "fo' sheezy mah neezy"
notmyon2k3: That, in turn, is a bastardization of "for sure mah nigga" which is in turn a bastardization of "I concur with you, my African-American brother."
"Every so often, I try to masturbate a large word into conversation, even if I'm not really sure what it means. " - Anonymous

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Bikerman
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Message 29 of 30 (573641)
08-12-2010 8:42 AM


Their Way To Heaven
Their way to heaven
There's a man here who knows
Where its at, how it goes
Its all written down plain,in the bible
So the earth is not old
as the scientists hold
It's a plot to decieve us with libel
What they say, he is sure
Is a pile of manure
To confuse and bewilder the pious
Evolution's a lie, and the proof is the eye
But the schools and the teachers are biased
But the time will come soon
When they all change their tune
For he's taking the fight to the sinners
He will lie and deceive
Say he does not believe
In a God, just a clever designer
hmmm...and it makes me wonder
Then he'll say its not fair
that the kids can't compare
Other theories, not just evolution
Better theories exist
And they can't be dismissed
Teaching both is the only solution
And creationists all
Will then take up the call
That ID should be taught in the classroom
But most parent's don't know
That it's all just a show
And ID is not what they assume
We'll return to an age
On a far distant page
Full of ignorance and superstition
And be forced to believe
It was adam and eve
We should thank for mankind's disposition
Yes we've been there before
with the church to the fore
15 centuries of superstition
And don't think that they've changed
They are just as derranged
Holding power is still their ambition
hmm...it must make you wonder....
But don't worry, you say
It won't happen that way
Because the Court ruled against it at Dover
But they won't go away
they still plan for the day
So don't think for one moment it's over
hmmm...it SHOULD make you wonder?
(with apologies to Page & Plant)

  
Omnivorous
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Message 30 of 30 (595061)
12-06-2010 12:19 PM


i sing of spidey
Here's one of my favorite ee cummings poems. He uses his trademark all-lower-case style to good effect, making the capitalized characters pop with contrast: Olaf/I, God and Christ.
He compresses the poem like an over-wound spring, eliminating the spaces after some punctuation, bunching some especially potent words together, crowding the narrative forward like the non-coms bum rush Olaf to his doom, creating a rabid, claustrophobic atmosphere.
Like spidey knows, the language does not own the writer; the writer owns the language.
quote:
i sing of Olaf glad and big
whose warmest heart recoiled at war:
a conscientious object-or
his wellbelovd colonel(trig
westpointer most succinctly bred)
took erring Olaf soon in hand;
but--though an host of overjoyed
noncoms(first knocking on the head
him)do through icy waters roll
that helplessness which others stroke
with brushes recently employed
anent this muddy toiletbowl,
while kindred intellects evoke
allegiance per blunt instruments--
Olaf(being to all intents
a corpse and wanting any rag
upon what God unto him gave)
responds,without getting annoyed
"I will not kiss your fucking flag"
straightway the silver bird looked grave
(departing hurriedly to shave)
but--though all kinds of officers
(a yearning nation's blueeyed pride)
their passive prey did kick and curse
until for wear their clarion
voices and boots were much the worse,
and egged the firstclassprivates on
his rectum wickedly to tease
by means of skilfully applied
bayonets roasted hot with heat--
Olaf(upon what were once knees)
does almost ceaselessly repeat
"there is some shit I will not eat"
our president,being of which
assertions duly notified
threw the yellowsonofabitch
into a dungeon,where he died
Christ(of His mercy infinite)
i pray to see;and Olaf,too
preponderatingly because
unless statistics lie he was
more brave than me:more blond than you.
--ee cummings

Dost thou prate, rogue?
-Cassio
Real things always push back.
-William James

  
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