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T O P I C R E V I E WHeart--Shaped CrossSymphony Recital I do not like my state of mind;I'm bitter, querulous, unkind.I hate my legs, I hate my hands,I do not yearn for lovelier lands.I dread the dawn's recurrent light;I hate to go to bed at night.I snoot at simple, earnest folk.I cannot take the simplest joke.I find no peace in paint or type.My world is but a lot of tripe.I'm disillusioned, empty-breasted.For what I think, I'd be arrested.I am not sick. I am not well.My quondam dreams are shot to hell.My soul is crushed, my spirit sore:I do not like me any more.I cavil, quarrel, grumble, grouse.I ponder on the narrow house.I shudder at the thought of men.I'm due to fall in love again.- dorothy parkerBlueRoamerExcellentsilverstoneThis is one of my favorite poems by Dorothy parker:Resume Razors pain you;Rivers are damp;Acids stain you;And drugs cause cramp.Guns aren't lawful;Nooses give;Gas smells awful;You might as well live. -- Dorothy Parker------------------Between the woods and frozen lakeThe darkest evening of the year....The only other sound's the sweepOf easy wind and downy flake. The woods are lovely, dark, and deep,But I have promises to keep,And miles to go before I sleep,And miles to go before I sleep. ~Robert FrostMysticMelody Heart--Shaped Crosssilverstone,I always liked that one, too. future_uncertainDorothy Parker's great. Thanks for posting these. Here is one of my favorites:Unfortunate CoincidenceBy the time you swear your his,Shivering and sighing,And he vows his passion isInfinite, undying--Lady make a note of this:One of you is lying.MysticMelodyDorothy isn't much of a 'cup half full' type of person, is she... hehe I liked the suicide one during my teenage angst years, but I never delved into her work so this is interesting. Of course, maybe its necessary to specify WHICH suicide poem! hehe The 'might as well live' poem. I never even briefly consider suicide anymore (for over a decade) and now that I have a child I even have a little more "fear of death" because I wouldn't want to leave her in the hands of someone more incompetant than ME. hehe I do flog myself on occassion... Just on every other Tuesday... sometimes a Thursday thrown in once or twice a year to spice things up... I'm just kidding. I'm so stressed out lately I have to joke or I would spend the entire day rocking back and forth begging the Universe to "stop with the Knowledge already!!!" I think prying open the scientific and mathematic doors of my mind and allowing the new information to flow back and forth to make all the connections to the things I already know might just drive me mad. But we'll see. My can-koosie says "I know God won't give me anything I can't handle... I just wish he wouldn't trust me so much."Amen
I do not like my state of mind;I'm bitter, querulous, unkind.I hate my legs, I hate my hands,I do not yearn for lovelier lands.I dread the dawn's recurrent light;I hate to go to bed at night.I snoot at simple, earnest folk.I cannot take the simplest joke.I find no peace in paint or type.My world is but a lot of tripe.I'm disillusioned, empty-breasted.For what I think, I'd be arrested.I am not sick. I am not well.My quondam dreams are shot to hell.My soul is crushed, my spirit sore:I do not like me any more.I cavil, quarrel, grumble, grouse.I ponder on the narrow house.I shudder at the thought of men.I'm due to fall in love again.
- dorothy parker
Resume
Razors pain you;Rivers are damp;Acids stain you;And drugs cause cramp.Guns aren't lawful;Nooses give;Gas smells awful;You might as well live.
-- Dorothy Parker
------------------Between the woods and frozen lakeThe darkest evening of the year....The only other sound's the sweepOf easy wind and downy flake. The woods are lovely, dark, and deep,But I have promises to keep,And miles to go before I sleep,And miles to go before I sleep. ~Robert Frost
I always liked that one, too.
Unfortunate Coincidence
By the time you swear your his,Shivering and sighing,And he vows his passion isInfinite, undying--Lady make a note of this:One of you is lying.
I never even briefly consider suicide anymore (for over a decade) and now that I have a child I even have a little more "fear of death" because I wouldn't want to leave her in the hands of someone more incompetant than ME. hehe I do flog myself on occassion... Just on every other Tuesday... sometimes a Thursday thrown in once or twice a year to spice things up... I'm just kidding. I'm so stressed out lately I have to joke or I would spend the entire day rocking back and forth begging the Universe to "stop with the Knowledge already!!!" I think prying open the scientific and mathematic doors of my mind and allowing the new information to flow back and forth to make all the connections to the things I already know might just drive me mad. But we'll see.
My can-koosie says "I know God won't give me anything I can't handle... I just wish he wouldn't trust me so much."
Amen
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