I went into the woods because I wanted to live deliberately. I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life...to put to rout all that was not life; and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived.
~Henry David Thoreau

All are welcome.

Ive seen like the last 10 mins of that movie Lioness! and do you like my new sig?

<blockquote>quote:</font><hr>Originally posted by Tiamat:
and do you like my new sig?<hr></blockquote>
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Is it giving birth?
Constipated?
Flatuating?

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Its Baal from Diablo II......... yu guyz need to get a d2 board... not that Z hasnt done ever better in the selection department. Its a suggestion.. (hides behind 4 Iron Golems)

To get back on topic (or at least what I believe is the topic of this thread):

"Wees u-zelf!" zei ik tot iemand,
maar hij kon het niet; hij was niemand.

"Be yourself!" I said to someone,
but he couldn't; he was no one.
- P.A. de Génestet

Not really a poem, but a nice little twoliner from a Dutch writer from the 19th century if I'm not mistaken.

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Er, interesting Gwhanos. [img]smile.gif[/img] As usual.

I'll post again tonight folks, gtg.

<blockquote>quote:</font><hr>Originally posted by Lioness:
Er, interesting Gwhanos. [img]smile.gif[/img] As usual.

I'll post again tonight folks, gtg.<hr></blockquote>

Are live poets allowed in too? ;)

How about:
Piss
Off
Early
Tomorrow's
Saturday

??????

(Sorry Lioness, complete inability to be sensible for the exact reason stated above. 2 pints at lunchtime doesn't help.)

I hope swedish poems are allowed? :D

Det var en man som kom nerför de smaragdgröna slätterna vid Brösarp..
Han tog min hand, och bad mig sitta ner..
Han sa att han hade kommit ända från Smygehuk, för att fisa mig i ansiktet!
Jag ryggade tillbaka, men inom en tiotusendels sekund, hade han sin gyllenbruna fisring tätt tätt intill min nästipp..
Och så låg vi så i några minuter, och bara andades..
Och så fes han!
Och det svartnade för mina ögon..
När jag vakna till hade han försvunnit och jag såg honom aldrig igen..

How about this poem......... *my own*

Your hair is like silk,
Your eyes so dashing,
And those lips of yours are truly smashing!


there is a sensitive side in this carpace of vileness and evil....