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[altoecko]

Hopefully at least one of you will respond in disgust this time.

If it's a test, I fear I may fail.
But life shouldn't be to such standards
I will take the abstract,
And I will make it thoroughly mine

Four lines
Should
do
but perhaps
five will throw them off

For I fear they will always be
two steps
somehow
ahead
always
three behind

No, it will not forever increase in it's glory

I will bring it to sudden stops
and sometimes gradual slopes

but at other times
it seems it
may just be



disjointed in it's ways.

Another poem to add to the fire
a fire that is my existence
and if I burn out
will my ashes be place in an urn
or scattered to the wind?
Surely they will not cage me
let me run
even in my death
let me race the wind
and pray that if I cannot beat it
let me at least tie it

I should not write of my life so trivially
says the one who takes it all so seriously
The one of what?
Why the masks of course!

I can throw my own costume party
nothing quite as wild
as those eyes
wide
open folks I know

but perhaps if we all
pretended
it would be one helluva time

soft giggles
come down the hallway
jealousy never hit me so softly
we are making a log of life right now
to understand where to go from here
counting up each ring will do me no good
as the only two I've got
have no fingers to go on

Someday,
when there's someone
stupid enough
strange enough
but I'd like to think
lucky enough
to settle for me
one ring will find a home
the other will wait

there was fire in my skies
and none in my heart
when the war swept through
I stayed warm by the glow
of all it ate

I want to fall into it
"like a daydream
or a fever"
but no one has a temperature
quite as high
as mine

Am I delirious, or just....
insane

Am I product of society or just...
who I always was.

Violins play for me
a sad song
but I know I can make it more
I can craft it
if someone took my hand
but I lay
amongst the rubble
hand above in the fresh air
soul suffocating in it's debris

Man destroyed his own world
God nearly sighed
Man became God
God nearly died

There is no common goal
there is no universal truth
we are what we have become
and your blood
is the only blood
that won't wash off

Come now,
quit this charade
and talk to me.

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[Karr Lord of Chaos]

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i find people dont seem to reply to topics like these, im not even sure if people read them even. i stopped posting my writing works here since i never got any feedback on them.

[Perversion]

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I've found the same thing...that poetry topics tend to get short shrift in the Imaginari. As a consequence, I decided to make A Series Aside as a different way to expose the community to my writing.

As for your poem, Alto, I can't say anything bad about it, mainly because I pretty much just skimmed it. Sorry.

[Karr Lord of Chaos]

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i think people have an aversion to walls of text. if i have plenty of time ill often read backposts and see some stories or poems people have made. i dont often necro bump the topics though but i speraticly give rep for particularly good ones that i like.

[Big Rick Cook]

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I wish people would post more writing in the Imaginari. Not poetry, but prose. Or at least poems that tell a story.

I haven't been able to toss out my epic criticisms in too long.

[Fruple]

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"You must spread some Reputation around before giving it to altoecko again."

Anyway, I really like your writing style. It's provocative, and just makes everything seem like it has double meanings. I've always enjoyed reading your works, just keep posting them. I like the fire in my skies line, it just sounds awesome, and the product of society one. If you made a poem about that line alone you could stir up some good questions (and it would make for a good read.)