What Beat the Poetry Forum into the Ground

[annaswirls]

Any ideas?

Facebook?
Second life?
Other poetry sites?
Boredom?
Splitting the PFD in two?



I have never seen it this slow.

People have always come and go, but it seemed that there was always a core to keep things alive.

 

[GuiltyPleasure]

Any ideas?

Facebook?
Second life?
Other poetry sites?
Boredom?
Splitting the PFD in two?



I have never seen it this slow.

People have always come and go, but it seemed that there was always a core to keep things alive.

First off, who said it's beaten? There have been slow times before. It could be that whiff of spring takes people outdoors. I don't think the split is the cause because both parts of the forum are neglected. The "time of unpleasantness' drove many - from both sides - away but many have reappeared. Never say die, poetry shall live in these hallowed (hollow at present) halls once more.

For myself, I'm concentrating on Survivor to the neglect of other threads, perhaps I must re-jig my focus.

 

[champagne1982]

We just finished a few major Spring holiday seasons... Spring break, Passover and Easter all arrived over the past 3 weeks or so. That coupled with flooding and storms and generally warmer weather has likely resulted in thoughts/fancies turning elsewhere.

I mean, even EVE has succumbed and gotten herself all twitterpated and engaged.

 

[EroticOrogeny]

Maybe getting poetry in their persons and not on paper now.
Wait until the heart of summer - at least here in hot and humid Houston - staying inside in A/C often seems a good idea. The review thread seems to have skipped a few days, as well.

 

[annaswirls]

I think for me, it is a classic case of "don't know what you got til it's gone"

 

[GuiltyPleasure]

I think for me, it is a classic case of "don't know what you got til it's gone"

Oh, anna! Is it really gone? I sincerely hope not.

 

[annaswirls]

Oh, anna! Is it really gone? I sincerely hope not.

nah, it is not gone, I was referring to a few of the ladies who used to do so much to keep it going. I did not realize how important their role was.

And trust me, I am no one to complain about literotica vacations! I have been absent more than I have been here. I was just curious as to people's ideas as to why so quiet!

I get a lot of my online socializing now on facebook, which is interesting! Now I chat about my life and fears with people I have actually met (and am related to.)

Which is good and sometimes strange. After posting my homesick Easter Poem on Facebook this weekend, I got a slew of sympathetic notes and my kids former teacher hugged me and said she wanted to send something over! My friend sent over homemade rolls! Ha! People said I made them cry! People I see in the car line to pick up our kids! Is this good or bad?

I don't know. There is something freeing yet restrictive about sharing pieces of our personal lives with "strangers" and "friends."

I don't think it is "gone." But damn, I hear crickets.

I was involved in a poetry forum years ago that just petered out and died. The caretakers stopped weeding and fertilizing.... and everyone else stopped trying.

sniff

hah

I am a sorry, sentimental fool sometimes.

 

[UnderYourSpell]

After having been tutted and smacked twice for voicing an opinion I did resolve to keep said opinions to myself and have been chattering on Twitter

 

[annaswirls]

tutted and smacked twice?
holy cow, I do not know if I have ever been tutted (think I might like it?) but I have been smacked around the block by some factor of two-- usually by invitation.

I am surprised, you seem like the kind of girl who would be fanned by tutting. I think I am missing large pieces of history. Thank you for sharing, and twitter away lady blue! Hope you feel comfortable sharing your opinion again soon, tutt smack twit such fun words to type!

 

[WickedEve]

I mean, even EVE has succumbed and gotten herself all twitterpated and engaged.

I went camping. In a cabin. A log one. With trees. Trees everywhere. My allergies... my god, the allergies. I think my brain ran out through my nose. And the rain. Rain and being in a cabin with a man. Hugo and I fought hard and loved hard. It was all his fault and he said it was mine. I'm right, of course. I don't like trees. And if Hugo didn't have a functioning penis, I would have left him in the woods, in a tree.

Then he took my mascara. He drilled holes in the logs so he could screw in his rings and hook my cuffs to them. When he removed them, he had to use my plump lash mascara to cover the exposed, fresh wood. I loved that mascara!

 

[Lauren Hynde]

Lit's server problems of the day can't be helping much. lol

Let me apologize, by the way, for not being watering the plants properly lately. I've been so busy with another project that it's tough finding the time for everything I love.

What's all this talking about Twittering? Who's twittering where?

 

[Lauren Hynde]

I am currently twittering, facebooking, 2nd-living and literoticating. And waiting for FC Porto vs. Man United on TV.

 

[WickedEve]

I am currently twittering, facebooking, 2nd-living and literoticating. And waiting for FC Porto vs. Man United on TV.

You're such a slut.
What a turn on.

 

[annaswirls]

Maybe getting poetry in their persons and not on paper now.
Wait until the heart of summer - at least here in hot and humid Houston - staying inside in A/C often seems a good idea. The review thread seems to have skipped a few days, as well.

got one day today You can always jump in and do a review too-- free for all.

I am with you on staying indoors away from the Texas sun. Either that or submerged in Barton Springs up to my neck.

 

[annaswirls]

I am currently twittering, facebooking, 2nd-living and literoticating. And waiting for FC Porto vs. Man United on TV.

you verbify so sweetly

 

[annaswirls]

holy crap, could I overstate the title of this thread any more

 

[annaswirls]

I went camping. In a cabin. A log one. With trees. Trees everywhere. My allergies... my god, the allergies. I think my brain ran out through my nose. And the rain. Rain and being in a cabin with a man. Hugo and I fought hard and loved hard. It was all his fault and he said it was mine. I'm right, of course. I don't like trees. And if Hugo didn't have a functioning penis, I would have left him in the woods, in a tree.

Then he took my mascara. He drilled holes in the logs so he could screw in his rings and hook my cuffs to them. When he removed them, he had to use my plump lash mascara to cover the exposed, fresh wood. I loved that mascara!

I don't get it. Why would a tree need a makeover? My kid likes to hang beads in our woods, but make up?

 

[EroticOrogeny]

got one day today You can always jump in and do a review too-- free for all.

I am with you on staying indoors away from the Texas sun. Either that or submerged in Barton Springs up to my neck.

I wasn't sure if there were some rules on that, or lists of reviewers.
I guess some review is better than none, if one can't take time for them all.

 

[Angeline]

Any ideas?

Facebook?
Second life?
Other poetry sites?
Boredom?
Splitting the PFD in two?



I have never seen it this slow.

People have always come and go, but it seemed that there was always a core to keep things alive.

I think we're just in a low cycle. I've never seen it quite this slow either, but we've always gone through ups and downs. The forum may be ready to move in another direction (though I'm not sure what that would be), and if so it'll go there with whoever leads the way. I think that would be very good for this place.

Personally, I have way too much baggage from being here so long and (like you and others) losing friends here that meant a great deal to me to see clearly what a new direction would be, but I'll welcome it if it comes. And I don't need this forum like I once did to inspire my writing, even though I'm always happy to see old friends here and make new ones. I spend some time in the Second Life poetry community, but not that much, not as much as I do here, even now. I'm mostly just involved with EE and our work and respective families these days.

I wasn't sure if there were some rules on that, or lists of reviewers.
I guess some review is better than none, if one can't take time for them all.

Anyone is always welcome to review here, as much or as little as they like. We've always encouraged people to recommend whenever they feel moved to do so. The whole idea of having individuals assigned to specific days was started to try to ensure that someone reads and reviews new poems every day. It was never meant to be exclusive. Now I think most people willing to do reviews find it onerous and, hence, we skip days.

 

[normal jean]

nah, it is not gone, I was referring to a few of the ladies who used to do so much to keep it going. I did not realize how important their role was.

And trust me, I am no one to complain about literotica vacations! I have been absent more than I have been here. I was just curious as to people's ideas as to why so quiet!

I get a lot of my online socializing now on facebook, which is interesting! Now I chat about my life and fears with people I have actually met (and am related to.)

Which is good and sometimes strange. After posting my homesick Easter Poem on Facebook this weekend, I got a slew of sympathetic notes and my kids former teacher hugged me and said she wanted to send something over! My friend sent over homemade rolls! Ha! People said I made them cry! People I see in the car line to pick up our kids! Is this good or bad?

I don't know. There is something freeing yet restrictive about sharing pieces of our personal lives with "strangers" and "friends."

I don't think it is "gone." But damn, I hear crickets.

I was involved in a poetry forum years ago that just petered out and died. The caretakers stopped weeding and fertilizing.... and everyone else stopped trying.

sniff

hah

I am a sorry, sentimental fool sometimes.

You hear crickets? What, no frogs?? whaaa...

Darling Anna, didn't you know that crickets are good luck in many countries?

and whoever it was that said something about spring drawing the bodies outside, well, that is an excellent assessment.

This is still a good place, always has been.

Just look at who has returned?

Tess!! Anna!! Darkmaas!!


It's great to see so many of my favorite people doing so well. I have been enjoying the Survivor entries when I have time. So many of them are very very good.

 

[WickedEve]

I don't get it. Why would a tree need a makeover? My kid likes to hang beads in our woods, but make up?

You're just too special and normal to use make up on trees!



The cabin's log walls.

 

[Angeline]

You're just too special and normal to use make up on trees!



The cabin's log walls.

He put your makeup on the cabin walls, too? My goodness, that man needs to get you a big gift cert to Sephora.

 

[WickedEve]

He put your makeup on the cabin walls, too? My goodness, that man needs to get you a big gift cert to Sephora.

He didn't make up the trees, just the log walls! I had four tubes of mascara with me. I... like make up.
The cabin had exposed rafters and he had chains hanging from the beams and things screwed into the mantle over the fireplace and into the walls. All I wanted was a sandwich! So he promised to grill burgers but all he did was use his drill. Then he set up the camera and video equipment. I hid outside -- after the argument. So I was outside in the dark. It's not like city dark. It was wilderness dark. I stayed near the cabin but some bug kept coming after me. I'd step on it and squish it and it would keep coming. Squish! Then it'd get up and come closer. Squish! And again. Squish! Then I heard something growl and I panicked. It was my stomach. Then Hugo finally, after a half hour, came to check on me. He told me to get the hell back in the cabin. I only went back in for some bread and my mascara, which is now on the cabin walls. Now do you understand?

 

[annaswirls]

Caught You!


(grabbing NJ by the wrist and instructing Hugo to secure her properly)

Hugo, please, focus. She has enough make up on. Stick to the logs.

You hear crickets? What, no frogs?? whaaa...

Darling Anna, didn't you know that crickets are good luck in many countries?

and whoever it was that said something about spring drawing the bodies outside, well, that is an excellent assessment.

This is still a good place, always has been.

Just look at who has returned?

Tess!! Anna!! Darkmaas!!


It's great to see so many of my favorite people doing so well. I have been enjoying the Survivor entries when I have time. So many of them are very very good.

 

[Angeline]

He didn't make up the trees, just the log walls! I had four tubes of mascara with me. I... like make up.
The cabin had exposed rafters and he had chains hanging from the beams and things screwed into the mantle over the fireplace and into the walls. All I wanted was a sandwich! So he promised to grill burgers but all he did was use his drill. Then he set up the camera and video equipment. I hid outside -- after the argument. So I was outside in the dark. It's not like city dark. It was wilderness dark. I stayed near the cabin but some bug kept coming after me. I'd step on it and squish it and it would keep coming. Squish! Then it'd get up and come closer. Squish! And again. Squish! Then I heard something growl and I panicked. It was my stomach. Then Hugo finally, after a half hour, came to check on me. He told me to get the hell back in the cabin. I only went back in for some bread and my mascara, which is now on the cabin walls. Now do you understand?

Oh I know about wilderness dark! I'm practically living in the wilderness--I see wild turkeys and fox families and such in my front yard. My front yard! There are bears and moose and bobcats up here. Well, I've never seen any of those but they're out there. And I hear very strange sounds from the woods some nights. Stranger even than ee.

Four tubes? Do you have a big makeup bag and like never throw anything away?