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1) Exclude these words: I, You, Me, He, She, The, It, My, You, Him, Her, Its.

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ever since i started having an interest in poetry(and more recently, prose) i always thought the most important thing was to be original, stand out, and/or as my secondary english teacher said "be controvesial(sp?)". in other words, avoid cliches. and so i did. i steal and mimic from the most obscure and unpopular/unlikely sources. and what was it all for? i'm still mostly boring, nobody understands me. i write... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (DOVEBLOB) http://flyingomelettespalace.yuku.com/sreply/25617 Wed, 09 Nov 2005 14:11:31 GMT http://flyingomelettespalace.yuku.com/reply/25616/t/Another-Poetry-Thread-by-Ric-Hertz.html#reply-25616
i am the stranger killing an iraqi.
i am my father's son, i am a man.
i ain't no funky art graduate working in retail.
i am a man.

i am the stranger killing an iraqi, in this foreign land.
i am just making an honest living.
paying off my college loan.

i am the stranger killing an iraqi, in this land that's conquered.
hang me up and put me in front of the tribunal.
i don't want nobody else taking the blame.

i am... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (da dick) http://flyingomelettespalace.yuku.com/sreply/25616 Mon, 07 Nov 2005 17:58:20 GMT http://flyingomelettespalace.yuku.com/reply/25615/t/Another-Poetry-Thread-by-Ric-Hertz.html#reply-25615
once upon a time, there was a man who fought against his destiny. starting from when he was a wee little boy, his mother always told him that she actually wanted a girl, and dressed him up in drag. he never resisted until that day, the day when the peak of his puberty couldn't hold itself in. (it was at a "Sweet Sixteen Princess" paegeant, and boy did he leave a mess back-stage, on-stage, and all over the stage-hands.)

after that incident, he... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (da dick) http://flyingomelettespalace.yuku.com/sreply/25615 Sun, 16 Oct 2005 12:49:52 GMT http://flyingomelettespalace.yuku.com/reply/25614/t/Another-Poetry-Thread-by-Ric-Hertz.html#reply-25614 feeds@yuku.com (da dick) http://flyingomelettespalace.yuku.com/sreply/25614 Tue, 11 Oct 2005 13:09:03 GMT http://flyingomelettespalace.yuku.com/reply/25613/t/Another-Poetry-Thread-by-Ric-Hertz.html#reply-25613 ---
open eyes, petals of floral spread alive.
welcome waters of yesterday's sorrow, renewed in dew.

"there is nothing left unsaid. you and me. no, silence isn't awkward anymore."

released book, free of binding.
let pages be blown through chill of morning, turn into ash.
fires benign, transport words into final form. immortal.

"fast as... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (da dick) http://flyingomelettespalace.yuku.com/sreply/25613 Fri, 30 Sep 2005 20:14:05 GMT http://flyingomelettespalace.yuku.com/reply/25612/t/Another-Poetry-Thread-by-Ric-Hertz.html#reply-25612 feeds@yuku.com (da dick) http://flyingomelettespalace.yuku.com/sreply/25612 Wed, 14 Sep 2005 14:43:44 GMT http://flyingomelettespalace.yuku.com/reply/25611/t/Another-Poetry-Thread-by-Ric-Hertz.html#reply-25611
"Yo, brother. I really gotta go... My mom is probably getting a phone call from the wife right now."

"No no. Stay! Down boy! Hehahahaha... I'm not finished yet. What were we talking about the last time? Err... right. War, walrus, wall, walls... Yeah, walls!"

"Hey, I didn't know you were into graffiti art. The hip-hop scene? Hehahaha..."

"F%ck! You forgot! My dear friend, my good... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (da dick) http://flyingomelettespalace.yuku.com/sreply/25611 Sun, 28 Aug 2005 03:01:57 GMT http://flyingomelettespalace.yuku.com/reply/25610/t/Another-Poetry-Thread-by-Ric-Hertz.html#reply-25610
Oh! Just say it, son! We are hermits in the clouds. Life could sweep pass but never rouse us.

Yesterday you told me, you dreamnt of giants from a foreign land, a promise land. But I'll tell you (hey hey, this isn't just a story), I'll tell you about the one I saw last week! The giant, a mere tourist, he sure had his fill. No, not a glutton, but he was always full(in stomach and idealism.)

Ah... I must tell you, son. We may be skinny and... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (da dick) http://flyingomelettespalace.yuku.com/sreply/25610 Sun, 14 Aug 2005 11:49:12 GMT http://flyingomelettespalace.yuku.com/reply/25609/t/Another-Poetry-Thread-by-Ric-Hertz.html#reply-25609
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Incoherence.

"Brrr... It's cold." The water splashed on his face on an early morning. The purpose, to freshen rather than to clean himself. Everyday, he stumbled through the same steps, seemingly endless in repetition. He would always ponder up some new goal, as he sat on the toilet bowl. Funny how one's bowels could make one brood.

How can one break... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (da dick) http://flyingomelettespalace.yuku.com/sreply/25609 Tue, 28 Jun 2005 05:23:14 GMT http://flyingomelettespalace.yuku.com/reply/25607/t/Another-Poetry-Thread-by-Ric-Hertz.html#reply-25607 feeds@yuku.com (Unregistered(d)) http://flyingomelettespalace.yuku.com/sreply/25607 Tue, 14 Jun 2005 20:12:10 GMT http://flyingomelettespalace.yuku.com/reply/25608/t/Another-Poetry-Thread-by-Ric-Hertz.html#reply-25608 feeds@yuku.com (Unregistered(d)) http://flyingomelettespalace.yuku.com/sreply/25608 Tue, 14 Jun 2005 20:12:10 GMT http://flyingomelettespalace.yuku.com/topic/3004/t/Another-Poetry-Thread-by-Ric-Hertz.html
"Don't talk to me while I'm running or I'll bash your face in!"

When I run, I'm away. From all the noise that surrounds me. I wish to isolate, not myself but to focus. To focus on the distance that I place(and shall conquer) between myself and my limits. (Boundaries to force, to break through.)

"I'm fighting an old enemy, so don't stand in my way."

Two quick breathes and a puff, pumps the primal... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (da dick) http://flyingomelettespalace.yuku.com/topic/3004 Sat, 09 Apr 2005 01:30:30 GMT