Today's poet

Some great stuff tonight again.

Good one Merry. I very much relate to that :)

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Originally Posted by merrylegs

Always had a thing about wolves and werewolves, remember doing a sponsored walk at school and my dad buying me an airfix werewolf with glow in the dark paint for completing it, always kept it at the side of my bed.
Used to be a werewolf, but i'm alright noooooooooooooooooooooow:D

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:D I like the idea of a glow in the dark werewolf! Airfix models were great weren't they? I wonder if they still make them. I used to have a thing about wolves too and did loads of drawings and paintings of them. I even went to Regents Park zoo and drew the wolves in the enclosure there.

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Originally Posted by Herakles

Too tired,Too drunk,Collapsed.

Cigarette stained fingers,
Grab the,
Broken neck of,
The beer bottle,
Smashed again,
Glass slices,
My feet crimson,
Tide against carpet,
Sand coloured,
Filth I lie cough,
As I pass out pissed,
Up fool can't just,
Want to feel the,
Hardened sand of my soul.

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Gritty Herakles...it made me wince.

there was a young woman called hes
who tried to be strong and fearless
but when blood was in sight
it gave her a fright
and she became a bit of a mess

(it is blooming annoying that trait, I have overcome it when I have had to but I hate that feeling and the grey dot thing).

I'm off...night all.

Good night Hes.

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Originally Posted by Hes

I'm off...night all.

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Night Hes, hope you get over the grey dot thing;)

A full moon, hairs on my palm
I howl at the night
Off to my lair, before i cause a fright:eek:
Goodnight all;)

That's lovely. I managed to find a couple of patches to run through yesterday. I had to keep detouring off the path, but I couldn't resist. :)

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Originally Posted by Hes

Some Functions of Snow
Elizabeth Zetlin

For quiet. To play
charades with the trees,
tickle the backs of lakes.
For obliteration, alliteration
and rhyme. To refrigerate
knees, force us to slow down, simplify,
clean out the closets. To insulate
and lessen loss — of water
from dormant plants, of sadness
from the rest of us. To sparkle.
To make us dig out from under
crystallized patterns. To clear the palette.
To remind us we're not in control.
To awaken shoulders and ache backs,
make us look up from whatever we're doing,
bring us closer to clouds. To be
atmospheric, translucent, one of a kind.
To halt traffic, close schools, disturb reception, cancel
just about everything as we fall to earth,
flail our arms like wings, become
what we like to call snow angels,
enter stillness, melt.

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