Currently concerned
about a long-distance friend
who I can't check on
I'm just one of those people still on the path of getting themselves out there in the world. If you're confused by my mug below you haven't read my profile. I point you to it.
Unexpectancy:
The condition of being
Unexpectant (verb).
Anatomical
Hearts are surprisingly bad
Gifts for Valentine's.
They also don't hold
As much candy as heart-shaped
Boxes. Go figure.
What is a human?
In the hearts of humankind,
Humanity dies.
Someone please help me revive my clubs
Sometimes I feel like
I'm trying to catch time with
A butterfly net.
At 2/23/24 03:35 AM, RepriseAgain wrote: Sometimes I feel like
I'm trying to catch time with
A butterfly net.
Okay, I thought maybe we can try some renga here. My 2 lines will be
And the cold wind brings nothing
But the snowflakes in my face.
Renga is made by multiple people. First one makes 3 lines, next one - 2 lines, then next one 3 lines again. Each 5 lines are supposed to complete themselves into one poem (tanka). This way renga is a chain of tanka where each part has a standalone, complete ideas and also forms a bridge to the part before it and the one after it. I wonder if anyone is interested in this kind of game. So, if you feel like into it, you are supposed to make next 3 lines that resonates with my 2. I will wright everything from the beginning to make it easier
At 2/23/24 03:35 AM, RepriseAgain wrote:
Sometimes I feel like
I'm trying to catch time with
A butterfly net.
And the cold wind brings nothing
But the snowflakes in my face.
"Please don't tap on the glass. Penguins can see and hear you alright. They just don't care."
At 2/23/24 03:35 AM, RepriseAgain wrote:Sometimes I feel like
I'm trying to catch time with
A butterfly net.
At 2/23/24 07:03 AM, Remi-le-Oduen wrote:And the cold wind brings nothing
But the snowflakes in my face.
A stark reminder
Of paths not taken; a life
That will never be.
*sips tea*
At 2/23/24 10:32 PM, ChronoNomad wrote:A stark reminderAt 2/23/24 03:35 AM, RepriseAgain wrote:Sometimes I feel like
I'm trying to catch time with
A butterfly net.
At 2/23/24 07:03 AM, Remi-le-Oduen wrote:And the cold wind brings nothing
But the snowflakes in my face.
Of paths not taken; a life
That will never be.
*sips tea*
A woman photo in the feed
She used to smile ike that to me.
"Please don't tap on the glass. Penguins can see and hear you alright. They just don't care."
At 2/24/24 12:03 AM, Remi-le-Oduen wrote:At 2/23/24 10:32 PM, ChronoNomad wrote:A woman photo in the feedA stark reminderAt 2/23/24 03:35 AM, RepriseAgain wrote:Sometimes I feel like
I'm trying to catch time with
A butterfly net.
At 2/23/24 07:03 AM, Remi-le-Oduen wrote:And the cold wind brings nothing
But the snowflakes in my face.
Of paths not taken; a life
That will never be.
*sips tea*
She used to smile ike that to me.
I pace, all alone,
Wondering if I will find
That feeling again.
Someone please help me revive my clubs
Unrelated to the long poem that’s going on:
I hear your voice, clear!
Your dystopian fiction
Is my reflection.
Someone please help me revive my clubs
At 1/9/24 10:55 PM, Thetageist wrote:At 1/9/24 09:29 PM, TaintedLogic wrote:I know a guy whoAt 1/9/24 07:46 PM, Thetageist wrote: I have nothing elseAnd thus, it must be
But the thing that’s killing me
For some fleeting joy
(Disclaimer: Not about substance abuse or anything else physically dangerous.)
about a League of Legends
infatuation.
Started playing League last year
I hope he’s okay
Important update:
Once he started, quickly stopped.
Zero damage done!
Someone please help me revive my clubs
The wind is stirring
Emotions inside of me
And I need to piss
There's a time to sow,
And a time to reap, but I
Just don't have the time.
When running ragged
Every single day, a nap
Would be so sublime.
It's raining tonight
And I might listen to some
Knytt Stories music
Airpods are charging
Then what will I listen to?
What calls the loudest?
I like weird people
Weirdness is like innocence
Once it's gone, it's gone
I'm just one of those people still on the path of getting themselves out there in the world. If you're confused by my mug below you haven't read my profile. I point you to it.
Beautiful sunshine,
pissing wind. British April
just get the fuck out.
At 4/25/24 01:10 AM, RepriseAgain wrote: Beautiful sunshine,
pissing wind. British April
just get the fuck out.
My condolences;
I hate when it gets like that
Over here as well.
Someone please help me revive my clubs
At 4/25/24 08:50 AM, Thetageist wrote:At 4/25/24 01:10 AM, RepriseAgain wrote: Beautiful sunshine,My condolences;
pissing wind. British April
just get the fuck out.
I hate when it gets like that
Over here as well.
Shit, 8 syllables
On the second line right there
I am not awake.
Someone please help me revive my clubs
Fuck this stupid place.
I wish I can escape now.
To far away now.
What a dream last night
Jimmy Neutron's Ms. Fowl
was singing Bad Boys
I'm just one of those people still on the path of getting themselves out there in the world. If you're confused by my mug below you haven't read my profile. I point you to it.
