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Post by Narcissa on Feb 13, 2006 16:16:25 GMT -5
well thats ok! you dont have to do it like 50 times a day! i just wanted to see if anyone was interested cause ive only tried roundrobin fics before and i wanted to know if ppl would do it for poetry.
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Post by none on Feb 14, 2006 17:08:40 GMT -5
lol i'd like to start, if you are and whoever else is doing it is.
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Post by Narcissa on Feb 14, 2006 17:30:46 GMT -5
^___^ go for it! i cant wait to see what it is!!
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Post by none on Feb 14, 2006 17:38:29 GMT -5
ummm...ok....what shall it be about though?
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Post by Narcissa on Feb 14, 2006 17:48:01 GMT -5
pick something. anything. in the meantime, i found a donnie darko poemfic i wrote a couple weeks ago....tell me what yall think please...(course it helps to have seen the movie otherwise you might think im quite quite strange and prolly wont get any of the references...)
Swirling, twirling Pretty colors Borken glass inside my head Dancing, whirling Ever changing They want me or Gretchen dead.
I know more than you know. I feel more than you feel. I’m not crazy, this whiole world is. “I made a new friend…” “Real or imaginary?” “Imaginary.” Who are you to say what’s real? Who are you to say he’s imaginary? His eye bled I’ve never seen you bleed He saved my life You twist my life You plunge my thoughts into darkness and set fire to my burial shroud
And is darkness really all that bad? For out of the darkness, Frank said unto me And is Fire really all that destructive? Fear and Love--there are more emotions than that Maybe you can be placed on a neat little line on a chalkboard, then erased But my X isn’t even in the room… My X is written in the clouds with smoke and flame from the piece of future that changed my past
How does it feel to choose death? No different than choosing life. How does it feel to choose life? Well, that is a question, now isn’t it.
Ask not for whom the bell tolls What if the bell tolled and there was no one left to hear it but me? What if the bell tolled and I was the only one who couldn’t hear it?
Am I alone? Yes, I suppose I am alone But for Grandma Death And I’ll have another friend. Neither real nor imaginary I’ll be meeting Death himself soon We have a lot to talk about.
The scary bunny saved my life But I wasn’t scared Frank would never hurt me But you would. And you did.
The mirror makes a funny noise when I stab it. Frank looks funny when his eye’s all weird like that. Flames and smoke make the room look funny.
The pills are to keep me tethered. My visions are to a way to slip the leash and run into a net
Cellar door Cellar door Cellar door No, the most beautiful combination of words is whatever comes out of Gretchen’s pretty mouth
Yes I think about girls a lot I think about Gretchen a lot I wonder if Gretchen thinks about me.
The unexamined life is not worth living. Is the unexamined death worth remembering?
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Post by death... you need a life on Feb 15, 2006 11:40:42 GMT -5
WOW!!!!! That's amazing!!!! I love that movie. My friend got me obsessed with it. And Frank is so COOL!!!!!!
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Post by none on Feb 16, 2006 17:12:37 GMT -5
it's pretty cool.
ok anyways.........
tears stream down my face as he says goodbye he tells me that our relationship is not in place but all that runs through my mind is: Why, why, why?
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Post by death... you need a life on Feb 16, 2006 17:29:48 GMT -5
When I think of what hes done I begin to question everything Together we really had fun The the bulb went off with a *ting*
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Post by Narcissa on Feb 16, 2006 17:59:42 GMT -5
all the clues fit perfectly; things he did and things he said how could i not see it before? my heart feels like its numb--or dead
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Post by death... you need a life on Feb 18, 2006 16:13:13 GMT -5
he said he would love me always that he would never break my heart but now at the end of our days things begin to fall apart.
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Post by none on Feb 18, 2006 17:17:32 GMT -5
I think that this is maybe a bad dream that I will wake up seeing it was fake but i see it's real, i always thought we were a team i never knew how bad a heart can break
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Post by death... you need a life on Feb 18, 2006 19:28:30 GMT -5
i wish he were still here even after what hes done to wipe away every tear and say im the one
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Post by none on Feb 19, 2006 10:55:29 GMT -5
just to picture him with another bird the pain pings inside of me when I said I loved him I thought he heard and after all he's done, am I too blind to see?
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Post by death... you need a life on Feb 19, 2006 15:00:03 GMT -5
I thought he always be there That he would never leave Life just isnt fair That he hurt me, I cant believe
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Post by none on Feb 19, 2006 15:34:34 GMT -5
i'm suffering with so much pain with or without him with him, i thought i had so much to gain but now i feel like i'm being ripped, limb from limb
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