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Post by Barb on Jul 31, 2004 23:58:08 GMT -5
im new to this and qute shy please dont bite me im afraid ill fry well at least its a good try Biting is not what we do on this thread Rhyming and playing with words here instead Practice can maybe put shyness at bay Just write in verse all you wanted to say. (Welcome, Fredspuffed!
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Post by Barb on Aug 1, 2004 0:06:09 GMT -5
Three contest the title crown Two were challenged, one came on his own Barba, whose lyric rhymes delight London, who came spoiling for a fight Diane, challenger, started the melee Brave guests have joined us only to flee Poetry war is a new game in town A good way to earn S'cubie renown So poems come a-flowing by leaps and bounds The race is a-running, unleash the hounds! The game's to the one who is the strongest Not the prettiest verse but the one who lasts longest! {{{ Londonbadass, poet with class and rhyming ballerina, pretty Barbalurina}}} Diane, your great challenge has brought me to see Rhyming and rhythming, a new side of me Making me think of things in a new way That is just some of what I'm gonna say. So many kinds of poetry abound Sonnets, and stanzas, and haikus abound So many ways to describe all those guys And girls in the Whedonverse, excellent tries. The lady who brought us into this great thread Helped me to see I had nothing to dread She, the great, wonderful Princess Diane Whose poems will never leave us cryin'. {{Diane}}
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Post by S'ewing S'cubie on Aug 1, 2004 3:56:59 GMT -5
Diane, your great challenge has brought me to see Rhyming and rhythming, a new side of me Making me think of things in a new way That is just some of what I'm gonna say. So many kinds of poetry abound Sonnets, and stanzas, and haikus abound So many ways to describe all those guys And girls in the Whedonverse, excellent tries. The lady who brought us into this great thread Helped me to see I had nothing to dread She, the great, wonderful Princess Diane Whose poems will never leave us cryin'. {{Diane}} Dear Barbalurina of kittycat name I owe you much thanks in this wonderful game Under your urging Firefly I did see And now I am hooked, oh pity me! Alas poor Diane has two discs agone and only two more and Firefly's flown I'll never see more 'till Joss' film release and will wonder and ponder and have no peace. Still here 'midst the Scubie's home I will find Other who love Joss and are of like mind. And here on the poetry board in no time I'll post my thoughts and most of them will rhyme. So the debt is a double to thee and to me How can a war between to such friends be? When each has helped the other to find Something new to entertain her mind!
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Post by S'ewing S'cubie on Aug 1, 2004 4:01:24 GMT -5
Thank you so much, for rhymes run in my blood, Like the dew in the morning upon a summer bud. Poetrys my life so soothing and calm, the sensation of the penical embrassed in my palm. I thank thee again and hope to hear more, the "war" must go on till' are fingers grow sore! Until than I'll practice my skill, We never quiet know what this game will fofill. I'm glad that you're here and feel you are safe For those who love words surely this is the place. For rhyming and rhythm, practice makes the words come Reading pleasure for many; writing pleasure for some.
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Post by Barb on Aug 1, 2004 4:49:01 GMT -5
Dear Barbalurina of kittycat name I owe you much thanks in this wonderful game Under your urging Firefly I did see And now I am hooked, oh pity me! Alas poor Diane has two discs agone and only two more and Firefly's flown I'll never see more 'till Joss' film release and will wonder and ponder and have no peace. Still here 'midst the Scubie's home I will find Other who love Joss and are of like mind. And here on the poetry board in no time I'll post my thoughts and most of them will rhyme. So the debt is a double to thee and to me How can a war between to such friends be? When each has helped the other to find Something new to entertain her mind! I'm tickled to hear that you're hooked on Firefly Two discs done now...the others will fly by Then you, like all the rest of us, must wait For Serenity to come on its 2005 date. Maybe a war is not what we do here. Encouraging each other, and finding things dear Perhaps a new title for our humble thread Like Verses About the 'Verses or something, instead. Tell me what you think, be honest with me Would that change be all right with thee? Even if not, I'll show up anyway You've opened a box I won't close today. I look forward to your writings of Serenity's crew They are an interesting bunch and you Obviously you see the new characters, now Bye Caleb, Jasmine, Hamilton and how!
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Post by S'ewing S'cubie on Aug 1, 2004 15:47:24 GMT -5
I'm tickled to hear that you're hooked on Firefly Two discs done now...the others will fly by Then you, like all the rest of us, must wait For Serenity to come on its 2005 date. Maybe a war is not what we do here. Encouraging each other, and finding things dear Perhaps a new title for our humble thread Like Verses About the 'Verses or something, instead. Tell me what you think, be honest with me Would that change be all right with thee? Even if not, I'll show up anyway You've opened a box I won't close today. I look forward to your writings of Serenity's crew They are an interesting bunch and you Obviously you see the new characters, now Bye Caleb, Jasmine, Hamilton and how! When first I opened this competative thread A fun little contest was what ran through my head But Barbalurina, you're right when you say that change came, unbidden, in what we both say A new name will be needed, though how will be hard To show all the Scubies a change on the card No fighting, no fussing, no winning, no loss Just people who love the works of the Joss People who love to communicate fine Not in common prose, but in metered rhyme For rhyming's the form that will, oh forsooth, Remove all the clutter and land on the truth! If you and the London will both agree We'll declare ourselve tied in a tie that is three A tri-tie that will, if you both like the venue Allow this poet-a-thon to indefinitely continue!
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Post by Barb on Aug 4, 2004 0:39:00 GMT -5
When first I opened this competative thread A fun little contest was what ran through my head But Barbalurina, you're right when you say that change came, unbidden, in what we both say A new name will be needed, though how will be hard To show all the Scubies a change on the card No fighting, no fussing, no winning, no loss Just people who love the works of the Joss People who love to communicate fine Not in common prose, but in metered rhyme For rhyming's the form that will, oh forsooth, Remove all the clutter and land on the truth! If you and the London will both agree We'll declare ourselve tied in a tie that is three A tri-tie that will, if you both like the venue Allow this poet-a-thon to indefinitely continue! Continue it shall with a verse I have writ A tie is all right, let's move on with this bit Here is a rhyme 'bout a guy not my style Called me it did, I present for our file.Season One saw him meet Buffy, stake Jesse Season Two saw him get Cordy, who's dressy Season Three saw him dumped due to a naughty kiss Season Four saw him find Anya, persistent she is Season Five saw him propose to her down the stair Season Six saw him leave their wedding in despair Season Seven saw him lose an eye and a his love The next year saw him in Africa, a new life to think of. Xander's a man who has gone through a lot Watching and helping, a big heart he's got. In spite of the things that have happened before He'll pull together and not stay on the floor.
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Post by S'ewing S'cubie on Aug 4, 2004 4:35:29 GMT -5
Continue it shall with a verse I have writ A tie is all right, let's move on with this bit Here is a rhyme 'bout a guy not my style Called me it did, I present for our file.Season One saw him meet Buffy, stake Jesse Season Two saw him get Cordy, who's dressy Season Three saw him dumped due to a naughty kiss Season Four saw him find Anya, persistent she is Season Five saw him propose to her down the stair Season Six saw him leave their wedding in despair Season Seven saw him lose an eye and a his love The next year saw him in Africa, a new life to think of. Xander's a man who has gone through a lot Watching and helping, a big heart he's got. In spite of the things that have happened before He'll pull together and not stay on the floor. Ah you've said it so well my clever friend But another Scooby was there to the end So I borrow your form, your rhyme and your meter to celebrate she, of the sweet who is sweeterSeason One saw her meet Buffy, help Giles Season Two she loved Oz, who fell for her wiles Season Three saw magic obeying her bidding Season Four saw love come to her and her witchling Season Five saw her face a god without fear Season Six she lost Tara whom she loved so dear Season Seven she stood against Evil Unsated Now she combs the world for the Slayers she created She's seen things no youngster ever should face But Willow always managed to stay in her place Like Xander, her friend, so much she's gone through With a loving heart that has forever been true.
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Post by fredspuffed on Aug 4, 2004 10:08:57 GMT -5
Biting is not what we do on this thread Rhyming and playing with words here instead Practice can maybe put shyness at bay Just write in verse all you wanted to say. (Welcome, Fredspuffed! TEXTSchool Hard Bear Bad Go Fish oh boy and whatta about The Wish love em all i hope im not thinking to small the ones before and even after say something to me beyond the eeee and am i going Out of My Mind into The Harsh Light of Day or perhaps In the Dark
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Post by S'ewing S'cubie on Aug 4, 2004 15:32:52 GMT -5
TEXTSchool Hard Bear Bad Go Fish oh boy and whatta about The Wish love em all i hope im not thinking to small the ones before and even after say something to me beyond the eeee and am i going Out of My Mind into The Harsh Light of Day or perhaps In the Dark Your efforts paint a picture that inner eye does see ----gentle fall the words In my mind the swaying image flowing light and free ----portraits in my mind Sadness you convey with light and shadow dim ----gentle fall the words Yet tenderly you celebrate flitting souls within ----portraits in my mind
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Post by fredspuffed on Aug 4, 2004 17:08:20 GMT -5
Your efforts paint a picture that inner eye does see ----gentle fall the words In my mind the swaying image flowing light and free ----portraits in my mind Sadness you convey with light and shadow dim ----gentle fall the words Yet tenderly you celebrate flitting souls within ----portraits in my mind Something Blue in the Living Counditions around here theres a New Moon Rising Bad Eggs all around Doomed to Hush with every sound im The Zeppo there are Consequences though Dirty Girls and boys all a'round Badgirls Helpless to every sound Ohh all the Nightmares but thats just me you see
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Post by fredspuffed on Aug 4, 2004 17:24:50 GMT -5
Some Assembly Required in The Pack no less withstanding I Robot,You Jane an Intervention not withstanding hold on dont Lie to Me its a Dead Man's Party Killed By Death no less withstanding im Wild at Heart you see though i feel Doomed not withstanding
Who Are You?
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Post by fredspuffie on Aug 4, 2004 17:58:49 GMT -5
the Crush that drowns me you see centers around a Storyteller of sorts his eyes convey Lessons that Never Leave Me Touched in so many ways i fear he'll Never Leave Me its a Tough Love you see Doomed to Spiral
the Phases this man conveys so with Passion its no Surprise im Smashed its not Faith,Hope and Trick - ery hes the Shadow that Forever leads me to this Potential
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Post by Barb on Aug 5, 2004 23:04:57 GMT -5
TEXTSchool Hard Bear Bad Go Fish oh boy and whatta about The Wish love em all i hope im not thinking to small the ones before and even after say something to me beyond the eeee and am i going Out of My Mind into The Harsh Light of Day or perhaps In the Dark Lots o' fine verse you given us here Interesting using Buffy titles, that's dear Glad you stuck with us and hope you return Many more poems and things to discern.
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Post by Barb on Aug 5, 2004 23:29:31 GMT -5
Ah you've said it so well my clever friend But another Scooby was there to the end So I borrow your form, your rhyme and your meter to celebrate she, of the sweet who is sweeterSeason One saw her meet Buffy, help Giles Season Two she loved Oz, who fell for her wiles Season Three saw magic obeying her bidding Season Four saw love come to her and her witchling Season Five saw her face a god without fear Season Six she lost Tara whom she loved so dear Season Seven she stood against Evil Unsated Now she combs the world for the Slayers she created She's seen things no youngster ever should face But Willow always managed to stay in her place Like Xander, her friend, so much she's gone through With a loving heart that has forever been true. Diane, it was cool to see my style repeated Willow indeed was important and needed. But there is one more that needs noticing here He, too, was important and there every year.Season One saw him meet Buffy, and two of a friend Season Two saw him find love, with a tragic, cruel end Season Three saw him test her, and take all her strength Season Four saw him flounder, and drink at great length Season Five saw a renewal, and lost her to a leap Season Six saw him go and come back again, the World to keep. Season Seven saw him bring Potentials, some paid the price. The next year, new Council, he's the boss, must be nice. Giles has been through a number of things. With passion, direction, and sometimes he sings. With Willow the Spirit, and Xander the Heart, With Giles' knowledge, they'll know where to start.
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