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A reading of some poems by Frederic, Caz, and myself. Let me know what you think. http://www.youtube.com/profile?nomobile=1&user=mercurieretrograde#p/u/0/F_sL_l9hevE

Poets see a star the way a child sees a chess board, amazing and cool looking but with no sense of play. The scientist sees plasma and eons and history; the star is a game in his wily gaze. The poet sees romance and maybe immortality, while the scientist sees cosmological decay. Science is the...

Ode to Irony, by Pablum Nudeo (aka Happy Hiram) Poetry is write. It comes ripping out in disorder, then we wrinkle and compile it. We have such thin skins on this planet The slightest ironing pierces us through The puns go on and on. Bad poetry is made; its skin goes out into the world...

I myself suffer from major depression so I count in my theory. It seems all of the most active people I meet in Yahoo Answers have major mental illness? What is the connection between "crazy" and Yahoo? Is it the effect of those damned orange bars?

The Other Kind of Crow My back was turned and Blue Grandfather was praised the best of men then I walk in the room and now I'm guru again. I never wanted followers and I try and never teach but my iconoclastic model is beyond my crooked reach. Please don't stop praising those who hand out...

Inspired by Sandy/Giggles: The Interlace of Two Beings As One Garment Somewhere in my chest you are a stitch sometimes we sew, sometimes we knit. Some dive for pearls in the weave of perfection. Thinking leads to patterns of contentment and awe what two hands can do is a miracle...

Can you write a poem about this image, that I call Odin's Eye? http://files.posterous.com/ihc/PmskfzMgCdG9aFgBt0FT8kKI0fkyLwTPLCmRqX5svhErIPhmCGR1eJyRZJw6/Odinseye.jpg.scaled.1000.jpg?AWSAccessKeyId=1C9REJR1EMRZ83Q7QRG2&Expires=1279598081&Signature=yCtrWp3NncXBdA6DQzN1dTXSC5E%3D

Can you write a poem about this image, that I call Odin's Eye? http://files.posterous.com/ihc/PmskfzMgCdG9aFgBt0FT8kKI0fkyLwTPLCmRqX5svhErIPhmCGR1eJyRZJw6/Odinseye.jpg.scaled.1000.jpg?AWSAccessKeyId=1C9REJR1EMRZ83Q7QRG2&Expires=1279598081&Signature=yCtrWp3NncXBdA6DQzN1dTXSC5E%3D

Sartre and Camus are completely mum on this issue.

I wrote about the hi jinx of Red and her Moon-Lover And my friend LC gave her own spin (the second limerick is hers, I just added a red nose to fill out the last line.) Can you tell us what happened to Red in your universe? Red went out riding on the wolf He ate her in one great wolf She spun...

Back in Yahoo (a poem made out of Yahoo Answers Poetry questions set to the tune of Back In Black) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fCv4EpPdPAU Can’t you find The words to say it Can you write a short poem about chocolate, lmao? Do you have your 2010 List? Can you find the poetic significance...

He seems to want to hide himself behind every reveal he wants to speak from the heart and backpedals his wheel. He's brought down fire at times but picks it up with oven mitts makes arrid lunar landscapes out of muse's flaming pits. At last his voice eclipses in a self-protecting haze when...

When life becomes a vale of tears I choke down the bitterness of years Every moment my anguish chars that they give me Naes when I want Yars I fear I've planted too many seeds of poetry that turned into weeds that turn to hydras when fully grown and have a stink that's all their own I chuck the...

If I said feel free to answer how you like, but don't say anything I don't want to hear or I will block you wouldn't I be contradicting myself?

My friends are all playing avatar games. It seems such a fraud to me to just create an almost identical avatar and try to escape your past. I want to be loved so much I am going to run away from my own identity. Does that make better poets? I mean don't get me wrong, I am uglier in real life...

I vote Buk for Lando Callrissian, Sin as Princess Leia, and Ian as Han Solo. I of course, must be Ben Kenobi. [Thanks Shultzie for the idea. Wanna be a Wookie?] Yes Ian will be very disappointed I didn't make him Vader, but I save the dark side for the trolls and controls. Yahoo is the Death...

Take another poem and mangle it into your own image: Mine is a mangle of Bobby's girl's poem From hell, straight to softball, a breeze on creaking board demons and ghosts and a pirate's hoard come for me, unexplained and with a shreik (It's not even October until next week) Maybe an...

...and then block people so I don't have to have an open debate?

My computer said this just got violated, probably because I named names. Here is a "clean" repost. Frozen pigeons crying at night under highway overpasses that is my soul when struck by your insight. I won't stew in it The vast well of your intuition wearing ever deeper and deeper with...

My eyes wander easy to just click keep it positive But then I see it a jumble of phrases and cli- ches strung like garden lights of stupidity I can only pass that door so many times before I have to look in see no improvement and want to scream verti- cal- ity does not make bullshyte poetry...