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Post by Deleted on Mar 21, 2017 14:49:48 GMT
So share a poem you like with the board...
The truth I do not stretch or shove When I state that the dog is full of love. I've also found, by actual test, A wet dog is the lovingest.
by Ogden Nash
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Post by Marv on Mar 21, 2017 15:14:51 GMT
You fool!
DONT YOU REALIZE WHAT YOUVE DONE!!!!
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Post by Deleted on Mar 21, 2017 15:18:56 GMT
You fool! DONT YOU REALIZE WHAT YOUVE DONE!!!! Asked people to share a poem they like on World Poetry Day 🌻
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Post by Sulla on Mar 21, 2017 15:25:44 GMT
Invictus Out of the night that covers me, Black as the pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance I have not winced nor cried aloud. Under the bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears Looms but the horror of the shade, And yet the menace of the years Finds and shall find me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate, How charged with punishments the scroll, I am the master of my fate, I am the captain of my soul.
~ William Ernest Henley ~
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Post by theoncomingstorm on Mar 21, 2017 17:16:02 GMT
Now I taught the weeping willow how to cry, And I showed the clouds how to cover up a clear blue sky. And the tears that I cried for that woman are gonna flood you Big River. Then I'm gonna sit right here until I die.
I met her accidentally in St. Paul (Minnesota). And it tore me up every time I heard her drawl, Southern drawl. Then I heard my dream was back Downstream cavortin' in Davenport, And I followed you, Big River, when you called.
Then you took me to St. Louis later on (down the river). A freighter said she's been here but she's gone, boy, she's gone. I found her trail in Memphis, but she just walked up the bluff. She raised a few eyebrows and then she went on down alone.
Now, won't you batter down for Baton Rouge, River Queen, roll it on. Take that woman on down to New Orleans, New Orleans. Go on, I've had enough; dump my blues down in the gulf. She loves you, Big River, more than me.
Now I taught the weeping willow how to cry, cry, cry And I showed the clouds how to cover up a clear blue sky. And the tears that I cried for that woman are gonna flood you Big River. Then I'm gonna sit right here until I die.
-GOD
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Post by fatpaul on Mar 22, 2017 13:19:33 GMT
If - Rudyard Kipling.
If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you, If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, But make allowance for their doubting too; If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies, Or being hated, don’t give way to hating, And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream—and not make dreams your master; If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim; If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster And treat those two impostors just the same; If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss, And lose, and start again at your beginnings And never breathe a word about your loss; If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew To serve your turn long after they are gone, And so hold on when there is nothing in you Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch, If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you, If all men count with you, but none too much; If you can fill the unforgiving minute With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run, Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it, And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!
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Post by Aj_June on Mar 22, 2017 13:33:26 GMT
fatpaulAre you new to this board or also posted on previous RFS? In an case, welcome to RFS!
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Post by fatpaul on Mar 22, 2017 13:46:42 GMT
fatpaul Are you new to this board or also posted on previous RFS? In an case, welcome to RFS! Hiya AJ, I used to go under the username fatpablo and joined in late 2014 but mainly just lurked and posted now and again, probably posted no more than forty times on IMDB and only on RFS. Thanks for the welcome
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Post by Aj_June on Mar 22, 2017 13:51:46 GMT
fatpaul Are you new to this board or also posted on previous RFS? In an case, welcome to RFS! Hiya AJ, I used to go under the username fatpablo and joined in late 2014 but mainly just lurked and posted now and again, probably posted no more than forty times on IMDB and only on RFS. Thanks for the welcome Cool. Hope to see you here as a regular.
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Post by fatpaul on Mar 22, 2017 13:59:59 GMT
Cool. Hope to see you here as a regular. I'll try, cheers!
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Post by Catman on Mar 22, 2017 15:06:21 GMT
--Robert Frost
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Post by general313 on Mar 22, 2017 15:23:54 GMT
There's ole Gray with her dove-winged hat There's ole Green with her sewing machine Where's the bobbin at? Tote an old grain in a printed sack The dust blows forward n' the dust blows back
And the wind blows black through the sky And the smokestack blows up in the sun's eye What am I, gonna die? A white flake riverboat just blew by Bubbles popped big And a lick- and a lipstick Kleenex Hung on a pointed forked twig Reminds me of the bobby girls Never was my hobby girls Hand full o'worms and a pole fishin' Cork bobbin' like a hot red bulb And a bluejay squeaks His beak open an inch above a creek Gone fishin' for a week Well, I put down my bush And I took off my pants and felt free The breeze blowin' up me and up the canyon Far as I could see
It's night now And the moon looks like a dandelion It's black now And the blackbird's feedin' on rice And his red wings Look like diamonds and lice
I could hear the mice toes scamperin' Gophers rumblin' In pile crater rock holes One red bean stuck in the bottom of a tin bowl Hot coffee from a crimped-up can Me and my girl named Bimbo Limbo Spam
Don van Vliet
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Post by thorshairspray on Mar 22, 2017 15:27:17 GMT
Poetry is like singing for the musically challenged, like One Direction
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Post by FilmFlaneur on Mar 22, 2017 15:35:26 GMT
Our bodies? We fell like petals, Bullets stemmed from stalking metals Bloomed red flowers in our fields.
Grown tall at home, our time, our sun Grew brief; harvested, every one Was threshed, fresh poor chaff the yields
From ripe Flanders rows. So cropped short By gunfire, shredded by retort Of combined machines, we baled
Trodden down by those, ploughed in mud Who furrowed onwards behind. Blood Was the land, and young buds failed.
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Post by FilmFlaneur on Mar 24, 2017 12:26:14 GMT
I don't think you quite have the hang of haiku.
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Post by Aj_June on Mar 24, 2017 12:42:34 GMT
I don't think you quite have the hang of haiku. The one based on BeOS? I Once tried Haiku for 2 hours.
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Post by FilmFlaneur on Mar 24, 2017 13:04:41 GMT
I don't think you quite have the hang of haiku. The one based on BeOS? I Once tried Haiku for 2 hours. What's BeOS? Haiku is based on a three line structure and a rigid number of syllables.
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Post by Aj_June on Mar 24, 2017 13:12:42 GMT
The one based on BeOS? I Once tried Haiku for 2 hours. What's BeOS? Haiku is based on a three line structure and a rigid number of syllables. OK. Sorry for the confusion. Haiku is a free and open source operating system based on BeOS, a dead operating system that was once projected as main rival of MS Windows. There was a time in 2010-11 when I used to try different operating systems like many flavours of BSD and Linux. Might have tried Haiku OS for a few hours too. I just googled Haiku and got the one you were talking about.
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Post by Sulla on Mar 24, 2017 13:21:37 GMT
What's BeOS? Haiku is based on a three line structure and a rigid number of syllables. OK. Sorry for the confusion. Haiku is a free and open source operating system based on BeOS, a dead operating system that was once projected as main rival of MS Windows. There was a time in 2010-11 when I used to try different operating systems like many flavours of BSD and Linux. Might have tried Haiku OS for a few hours too. I just googled Haiku and got the one you were talking about. I thought you were just making a computer geek joke. In fact, I'm sure that's what you were doing. Yeah, that's the ticket.
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Post by FilmFlaneur on Mar 24, 2017 13:24:23 GMT
OK. Sorry for the confusion. Haiku is a free and open source operating system based on BeOS, a dead operating system that was once projected as main rival of MS Windows. There was a time in 2010-11 when I used to try different operating systems like many flavours of BSD and Linux. Might have tried Haiku OS for a few hours too. I just googled Haiku and got the one you were talking about. I thought you were just making a computer geek joke. In fact, I'm sure that's what you were doing. Yeah, that's the ticket. LOL well, I have been called an anorak in my time but never suspected of being geek as far as I recall... but one learns something everyday I guess...
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