Poetry
Jessica Biels arse. I'd drink her bath water and use her shite for toothpaste (if I ever brushed my teeth) she walks in beauty like the night so sit on my chest and have a shite.
Love kicks arse, love can bring a dead plant that just looks like a stick back to life. You just can't give up on it for if you do then it wasn't love.
A link to my favourite poeter, the picture makes sense if you click HERE.
The hollow victory when a rapist, murderer or pedo gets brutal justice. I hate their crimes and I hate them for making me hate .
L1A1 or just SLR, served for 30 years but was too powerful for the urban setting so we changed weapons to a wee ghey calibre like the Yanks have. I am fully trained on this weapon as I am others but I like the power and dependability these rifles have.
The power of a storm, the shifting clouds and thunderous tension and the frightening yet fascinating forks of lightning that catches you like a deer in the headlights. I go out in these storms and defy the Gods to smite me.
Erin Gray the reason to watch that Buck Rogers shite. I still get a stiffy when I see lip gloss.
The excitement of yer man/woman or team winning. Martin Riggs in Lethel Weapon can smoke 3 packs of ciggies, run 5 miles with 2 bullet holes in him shoot 15 baddies, hand to hand 5 others, get stabbed and still be able to knock 7 shades of shite out of the ultra baddie at the end. I'm exhausted after a crap I don't know how he does it but it gets my heart pounding.
Going to a lonely place without people and cars and just being.
Poetry is writing that formulates a concentrated imaginative awareness of experience in language chosen and arranged to create a specific emotional response through meaning, sound, and rhythm.
Tough to do mute I would think as posting poetry would be cheating.
So I'm going for something likened to poetry especially in beauty of expression a poetic quality or aspect and that evokes an emotional reponse in me.
Tough to do mute I would think as posting poetry would be cheating.
So I'm going for something likened to poetry especially in beauty of expression a poetic quality or aspect and that evokes an emotional reponse in me.
And fuck muteness anyway, yous never get me with words and pictures with just pictures you'd be as lost as The Troll's commonsense and reason.
The poetry of modern slogans "Just hate them."
Love kicks arse, love can bring a dead plant that just looks like a stick back to life. You just can't give up on it for if you do then it wasn't love.
The hollow victory when a rapist, murderer or pedo gets brutal justice. I hate their crimes and I hate them for making me hate .
L1A1 or just SLR, served for 30 years but was too powerful for the urban setting so we changed weapons to a wee ghey calibre like the Yanks have. I am fully trained on this weapon as I am others but I like the power and dependability these rifles have.
The power of a storm, the shifting clouds and thunderous tension and the frightening yet fascinating forks of lightning that catches you like a deer in the headlights. I go out in these storms and defy the Gods to smite me.Erin Gray the reason to watch that Buck Rogers shite. I still get a stiffy when I see lip gloss.
I write poetry too, HERE. I am a well rounded person so fuck off.
The excitement of yer man/woman or team winning. Martin Riggs in Lethel Weapon can smoke 3 packs of ciggies, run 5 miles with 2 bullet holes in him shoot 15 baddies, hand to hand 5 others, get stabbed and still be able to knock 7 shades of shite out of the ultra baddie at the end. I'm exhausted after a crap I don't know how he does it but it gets my heart pounding.Going to a lonely place without people and cars and just being.
10 comments:
I am commencing to rub your blog and tell it that I love it.
Tell me when to stop, go faster, etc.
Almost there........
What's that rash on the underside of your blog?
Its a birthmark honest now keep rubbing and talking in a dirty Spanish accent.
Hola senior....ahhh... mi casa su casa... biblio! Donde estes por favor....ahhh... Hablo muy poco espanol. My name is Innigo Montoya. You killed my father, prepare to die. Jou know what I mean... wait that was Cuban.
Are you done yet? My arm is getting sore.
OOOHHHHH boy that was a hit on my site meter.
Quite a thoughtful post and no grotesque porn! Happy Mute Monday!
T-Bird left a wet spot on your blog.
bloggy tear, Old Man, you actually managed not to offend 50% of your readers... that's a record.
trolly Its only grotesque porn to the narrow minded and the sheltered wallflowers, the human body is not sinful, well mine might be.
MJ she can lie on it.
Moi there is always next week.
a boxer damn that other 50%
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