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More Poetic Musings

By che - 9 June 2005 6

Edit: Thumper’s Poetry story below has inspired some of our other contributors to original output so I thought I’d put up another article for their pieces.

Below we have a lyric from RandomGit
an Ode by LurkerGal
and a kind of pseudolefty/nihlistic rubbish by Absent Diane

Fester by RandomGit

Sleight of hand upon my mind
Steps in kind with love in time
You take the very best of me
Make it yours for all to see
You love no one but yourself
But I love no one but your self

Battled bed and sorrowed sleep
word for word not cheek to cheek
See you come but not for me
Tag along just so I keep
You love no one but yourself
See me love no one but your self

Step to arms just cause they are
They won’t last with you for far
I scream upon your towered wall
See me scuttle see me fall
You love no one but yourself
Break for my love of your self

Truth to me it has been found
I bury me down under ground
I take you too you failed to see

You could not stop
What you made your self not see

You loved no one but yourself
You saw no one but yourself
I take down love and all your self
At the last I won all of your self.

Ode to a blog that isn’t really a blog by LurkerGal

O’ RiotACT,
You double edged sword
How you inform me on community issues
Helping me in my work

O’ RiotACT
How you entertain me with your wit
And make me consider important issues
Such as housing, politics and Hayley Jensen

O’ RiotACT
How your contributors frustrate me
With their ignorance and small mindedness
And sometimes they inform and educate me
But usually not

O’ RiotACT
Fuck you
You arrogant bastards.

The balance of life by absent Diane

Forces our hand

I call it nature,
You call it karma
We call it life

For What you take out
You must put back in

For what you give
Will You receive?

There is no indemnity
There is no reprieve
From oblique social standards
Derelicted by our decree

Let the bastards fall
So the mongrels can rise
The plebs will stand tall
The lines will be blurred

Cycles and balance
Entrap us in their web
When it bounces back to hit you
Will you ride the wave
Will you be the slave
To your own petty weakness
Will your weaknesses grow
From strength to strength
Or will you be caught
As the cycle turns
And as it turns
Tumbles and spins
What was flesh
Will be bone
And Bone
Will be skin
It has turned from without
And is now within
What you take out
You must put back in

What’s Your opinion?


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6 Responses to
More Poetic Musings
Absent Diane 3:28 pm 09 Jun 05

thanx tho

RandomGit 3:10 pm 09 Jun 05

Oh good, no harm done then. Pologies to che for me being a nadless currency bereft non-detail checker.

LurkerGal 2:59 pm 09 Jun 05

Hang on, I said I liked it!!!!!!

Absent Diane 2:57 pm 09 Jun 05

That was actually my own synopsis…lol

RandomGit 2:54 pm 09 Jun 05

I think until you are ready to pour your own brand of mental dribble into public, your analysis holds no currency and your scrotum no balls.

That being said, it was lefty for sure, but not neccessarily rubbish. We can’t all be perfect bards.

LurkerGal 2:45 pm 09 Jun 05

I quite liked A. Diane’s actually!

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