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7:59 p.m. - September 26, 2003 short. I cant believe I really tried to make a design site... I musta been really sleepy when I did...hehehe the html is all wack on it too. sigh. The gold knockout out tho' I think is an ok design. Not good enough to be like oh wow, look a design design. But it's nice in its own homemade half assed way. Yah I came online only to talk about that. lol, I was gonna say more, but nows not the time. for the longest time I've been wanting to write a poem. I guess the taste for poemtry never left, however much I may have complained about the poemtry lit class last semester. I personally find that this guy is mostly to blame. Have you ever seen such pretty flowing words? I am also quite worried about a friend who writes in a similar fashion. Roughly 2/3 weeks ago he text messaged me saying his laptop had been stolen. Today I was finally able to instant message him. All I received for reply was a curt. I got to go. This is not typical of him. I am quite the linguist/linguistic person he doesnt write the way this person wrote to me. A.) He writes in a different font B.)He usually addresses me by a specific nickname C.)He'd never use a trite phrase like "hi what's up" this is not in his egomaniac/pseudo intellectual nature I dunno, maybe I'm just worrying for nothing. Oh yes poems.... Geee but I do have a strong affinity for being sidetracked/digressing. Yes I know the slash is becoming annoying, fine I'll stop it/end it. Ok, okay its out of my system. I swear. Yah another great poem I read is from my ol' pal Raven(this is a new character, he's a pal from h.s) he writes awesome poems to! Here's a sample for you: Dear Muse Grant me your wings, sharp feathers of a sparrow, We both can fly towards bright sun on far horizon, Thoughtlessly dash towards next day, fast as a bristled arrow, And later rest on lonely cliffs, unconquered and wizen, Dear Muse, I cannot ever pray to you for any better gift… Songs of young birds and tales of an ancient city, I hear them as you whisper, so ever gently you caress; Sweet comfort of a poem written, love, pain, imagination, pity, Enchantment on my heart, my humble talents you possess, Dear Muse, between the sky and earth you cause my soul to drift… I hope he doesnt mind I stole it... Well this is part of it. Ay carumba, my own original work will come shortly. I think this is more than enough for now. |
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