A Poet Walks Into a Bar . . .

[HarryHill]

Abafando? Are you learning portuguese, now?

no was just looking for a musical term to match with libido, going to lay down now, night Tsotha, night butters

 

[Tsotha]

sigh

my
work
is
done​

 

[UnderYourSpell]

Between you and the cyan, you're doing my eyes no good at all

 

[Tsotha]

Between you and the cyan, you're doing my eyes no good at all

I thank you for trying to read, nonetheless.

 

[UnderYourSpell]

While you're standing there please pour me a gin, I've just been dragging my mind through the drivel called 'New Poems' and I haven't finished yet Thank goodness for the occasional islands of good poetry that at least are there amongst the dross thrown up by the tide!

 

[UnderYourSpell]

Now I know why I gave up reading them before, some people can't take critique and only see it as criticism ............ some people should learn the difference

 

[Tsotha]

Now I know why I gave up reading them before, some people can't take critique and only see it as criticism ............ some people should learn the difference

*pours gin*

You should comment selectively. To do otherwise results in a waste of time.

 

[UnderYourSpell]

*pours gin*

You should comment selectively. To do otherwise results in a waste of time.

You mean only on the ones I like? Surely that's a waste of time too? I've had some humdinger critiques in my time but I don't recall moaning about them all over the place (only to myself maybe ....... I'm only human!) and learning from them

 

[bronzeage]

This morning when I checked in at the Dr's office, they scanned my palm. This is the latest in bio-metric identification. This will protect me from identity theft and prevent someone else from using my insurance number. Of course, when I gave my name, she took my word for it. For all she knows, I could be Julius Caesar.

 

[UnderYourSpell]

This morning when I checked in at the Dr's office, they scanned my palm. This is the latest in bio-metric identification. This will protect me from identity theft and prevent someone else from using my insurance number. Of course, when I gave my name, she took my word for it. For all she knows, I could be Julius Caesar.

Beware the Ides of March

 

[butters]

it's pouring down
like the tears of the world
all falling
falling
washing away the sorrows of a day
as the night streets gleam
fresh





a whiskey, if'n you please, 'tender - and a towel

 

[butters]

thinking of going to see the new godzilla release.... yo! Zilla! boom!

 

[HarryHill]

*harry pours Scotch neat with a harried expression* evening missus

 

[HarryHill]

sigh life is good

 

[Tsotha]

You mean only on the ones I like? Surely that's a waste of time too? I've had some humdinger critiques in my time but I don't recall moaning about them all over the place (only to myself maybe ....... I'm only human!) and learning from them

I meant, keep a mental list of poets. If it's someone who deletes comments, don't bother. (Just my opinion as for what is worthwhile commenting, of course.)

 

[butters]

*harry pours Scotch neat with a harried expression* evening missus

sorry about that - but what other expression ought a harry to wear? ty

sigh life is good

 

[HarryHill]

Dances around the bar

 

[HarryHill]

sorry about that - but what other expression ought a harry to wear? ty

Oh well done, set and game

 

[butters]

Dances around the bar

*grins*

Oh well done, set and game

*curtseys*

 

[UnderYourSpell]

I meant, keep a mental list of poets. If it's someone who deletes comments, don't bother. (Just my opinion as for what is worthwhile commenting, of course.)

I've no idea who deletes comments, it's enough to do reading them once let alone going back over them all to see if the comments are still there

 

[bronzeage]

I've no idea who deletes comments, it's enough to do reading them once let alone going back over them all to see if the comments are still there

It definitely shows a lack of a life. A poem posted on Lit will remain there forever, but after a few days, it might as well have fallen behind the refrigerator, and the comments are just the dust bunnies that stick to it.

 

[HarryHill]

*Drops a Quarter* Romeo and Juliet

 

[butters]

It definitely shows a lack of a life. A poem posted on Lit will remain there forever, but after a few days, it might as well have fallen behind the refrigerator, and the comments are just the dust bunnies that stick to it.

but what fun to go trawling the vaults - all manner of gems amongst the dust bunnies and spiders

 

[butters]

*Drops a Quarter* Romeo and Juliet

yay!!

 

[todski28]

but what fun to go trawling the vaults - all manner of gems amongst the dust bunnies and spiders

Almost as good as finding a 20 note behind the couch!