title suggestions please?

[butters]

12 speak Translation?

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dies_Irae

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dlr90NLDp-0

don't think you have ears atm, harry, but when you do . . . listen.



12... *still laughing*

 

[butters]

Prometheus' Swallows

It has a sadness of eternal loss and then there's torment in knowing that there will always be sorrow in that place (at least until the birds fly away).

interesting choice, champers - but i'm too childish and sniggering over the way that would look without the apostrophe. quite another title.

 

[twelveoone]

12 speak Translation?

sorry harry was playing with the name Eminem
Hymn n em

and poor butters is still titleless
o, that was bad

 

[HarryHill]

sorry harry was playing with the name Eminem
Hymn n em

and poor butters is still titleless
o, that was bad

I actually picked up on the M & M but could not recall wtf he was
the only Georgians I know that chant live in Atlanta.
this http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dies_Irae was something I never knew so thanks for that. Whole in won.

 

[champagne1982]

interesting choice, champers - but i'm too childish and sniggering over the way that would look without the apostrophe. quite another title.

I'm just now seeing this... <giggling>

 

[todski28]

I'm thinking it should remain untitled due to the organic interpretation all nature of the poem!!

 

[butters]

*waves to tods*

 

[HarryHill]

I'm thinking it should remain untitled due to the Elucidate > organic interpretation all nature of the poem!!

All this talk and I've forgotten the poem. *goes to find*
..
you mean this?
ink/daub/charcoaled
frag
ments
darkened soil
stones
stones
nail/moss
chalk/tree

 

[HarryHill]

Ah I remember this one, made me sad when I read it.

this live write, subbed, seems to need a title. any offers?

tods already suggested 'set me free'


what's this? this dim, strange mood
suspended in ink and daub and charcoaled words
where words are thoughts and images primed to leap
right through the screen
right from a brain
fingertips midwive the pulse pulse pulse of half-forgotten frag
ments ripped and shorn dragged three-quarters blue for lack of
breath and weight of darkened soil upon a head
stones
stones
run a nail on through the happy moss
think
loss
but not the loss of living grief
this someplace feel i feel
unbereaved
and taking up my chalk i mark a tree
a bird's wing taking flight
the bird is me

All this talk and I've forgotten the poem. *goes to find*

*no title* no comments visible either is this a problem on my end?

 

[butters]

All this talk and I've forgotten the poem. *goes to find*
..
you mean this?
ink/daub/charcoaled
frag
ments
darkened soil
stones
stones
nail/moss
chalk/tree

it's like a shorthand version of my write!

Ah I remember this one, made me sad when I read it.





*no title* no comments visible either is this a problem on my end?

if you scroll down just a little, you should see a blue-higlighted link saying 'read all (number) comments'. think there're 6 altogether with yours. you'll get all dusty in there, you know. still, you have your balls. of golden string, i meant.

 

[HarryHill]

it's like a shorthand version of my write!


if you scroll down just a little, you should see a blue-higlighted link saying 'read all (number) comments'. think there're 6 altogether with yours. you'll get all dusty in there, you know. still, you have your balls. of golden string, i meant.

..
she screams 'repartee!' and I thrust my dusty balls a little further down the vault
nope see nuttin if there were 6 before there are 7 now. string theory?

 

[butters]

..
she screams 'repartee!' and I thrust my dusty balls a little further down the vault
nope see nuttin if there were 6 before there are 7 now. string theory?

hmmn, tried clicking 'recent comments'? it might bring up the text saying this:

There are no recent comments (9 older comments) - Click here to add a comment to this poem or Show more comments or Read All User Comments (9)

some of that will be as blue links.

wibbly wobbly timey wimey space stuff? :blinks:

 

[HarryHill]

hmmn, tried clicking 'recent comments'? it might bring up the text saying this:

There are no recent comments (9 older comments) - Click here to add a comment to this poem or Show more comments or Read All User Comments (9)

some of that will be as blue links.

wibbly wobbly timey wimey space stuff? :blinks:

Damn, seems I lost a comment; if you stumble over it let me know yeah that works

 

[butters]

Damn, seems I lost a comment; if you stumble over it let me know yeah that works

you left 2? my head is properly mixed up tonight, like people are speaking another language half the time.

here's the link to the page with the comments on. when you reply to me, speak slow ly so i get it. stress messes with my thinking power.

http://www.literotica.com/stories/storyfeedbackboard.php?id=502540&pagehint=6

 

[HarryHill]

..... cocked it up

 

[butters]

..... cocked it up

aaahhahahahahahaaa

 

[todski28]

All this talk and I've forgotten the poem. *goes to find*
..
you mean this?
ink/daub/charcoaled
frag
ments
darkened soil
stones
stones
nail/moss
chalk/tree

what I meant is that the poem is symbiotic for each reader, it is written in such a way we fill in the blanks with our own emotions, if you add a tittle you change the function of the piece, i.e. you start to lead a reader in a certain direction, as the piece stands the "dim strange mood" that opens the poem can be, addiction, depression, loss of a partner, a death etc, etc

 

[butters]

what I meant is that the poem is symbiotic for each reader, it is written in such a way we fill in the blanks with our own emotions, if you add a tittle you change the function of the piece, i.e. you start to lead a reader in a certain direction, as the piece stands the "dim strange mood" that opens the poem can be, addiction, depression, loss of a partner, a death etc, etc

if i left it open enough for any of you to invest in it, by filling in the scenery (emotional or physical) and other details from your own heads, then i weighed the odds in my favour for people to like what was there - because they'd written parts of it themselves.

i kinda thought it funny, too, that i'd titled it but people thought i hadn't.