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Sarah Daly
- Scotland!!!!
- Last Record: 2013-06-19 10:20:14 -0700
- Joined: Sep 02, 2009
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Well it seems this never quite made it over from V3 and I have no backup since my macbook died :( Hopefully I'll get access to the old archives at some point and reinstate it!
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Wrote this in my head on the way to my crappy job this crappy morning.
So many maimed umbrellas, Tortured skeletons haphazardly discarded, Abandoned in anger "We ha... |
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A fictional beast makes a virtuous vow.
So my laptop died, meaning I haven't been on here as much as I would like of late - also in the great Macbook disaster of 09 I lost this poem, but... |
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A poem inspired by the great Godard.
I run a thumb across my lip and I am Breathless; a walking homage to a classic debut I remember how, with such contemp... |
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A creeeepy poem. You know I'd just loooove for one/some of you clever arty folks to draw the sorrow bird... The Sorrow Bird If you should hear a mournful song A tun... |
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A love poem. Kind of...
Make space for me in your coffin Let me hold your empty shell When you turn back into nothing Let me rot awa... |
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Okay well I was feeling very grateful this morning on the way to work. You know when sometimes all the silly stuff falls away and you just think - wow I'm lucky? |
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When I saw Lula, Meagan and Eli's pre-date Destiny video I couldn't help myself, and wrote a poem, which could be a song...I will hopefully get a chance to record a version, but feel free everyone ...
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I was feeling philosophical :)
Unlock the doors and blow the windows open, Stop the clocks and leave no truth unspoken Although when living true you may feel lost A thousa... |
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A bit silly but might be useful!
This collapsing convex Mirror mocks me Time tick tocks me Spiteful, shocks me How’d it get so late so fast? Seconds ricoch... |
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Jules Alder's character sketch for iambatgirl's Mister White Rabbit drawing inspired a silly rhyme. :)
Mister White rabbit Made sullen through habit A timely defeatist And... |
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A bit of punnery to lighten the mood :) I spose it's kinda Lewis Carroll-ish in a poor second cousin sort of a way so I'll contribute it to the Alice collab too!
“I’m gonna jump!” the lo... |
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Silly schmaltzy rhymey...
Take me with you in your pocket Be my plug, I’ll be your socket You’re the captain of my rocket I’m your kooky jabberwocket Even thoug... |
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A memoir of my extensive admin career :)
Repetitive actions Straining factions Of the humdrum Brain numb Desk sitters Control V paste Controlled time ... |
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I survived intact,
in fact, I thrived arrived at that which made me stronger with a longer fuse newly enthused infused with lust for living giving thought to dr... |
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Inspired by real life and Channing's Reason musings :)
I was not born with ethics I was born with instincts But experience Has taught me to be thoughtful To consider... |
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A simple little poem for Bloemday's Treesprite which was itself inspired by Mister B's photo.
A trunk, a face, palm leaves for hair A hundred feet up in the air I tower over al... |
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The ogre and the goblin
hatched a plan inside their room which was made of nought but whispers and the clicking of the loom that spun a sticky wordweb out of spittle and i... |
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Nameless, you were all I had
You took with you my heart And though I’m empty now I’m glad You filled me at the start Without you I’m a slab of cells Arranged in human... |
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Something is rotten in this room
I think that thing is me For when I walked into the place Even the flies did flee I stepped in something hideous As I strode up the ... |
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A poem based on the Grimm fairytale of the same name.
Stood I behind the apple tree Doing my honest work When to that man you promised me For bounties of the earth |
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A little poem I wrote to take a break from a big poem. The 'dream dead' bit is maybe a bit dramatic - but I cant think how else to finish it :)
And it was all a dream... |
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I loved Ryan Patrick's tragic story of a man who loses his daughter and after I read it this poem came out :) Hope you like it Ryan!
Old Man Oscar planned his battles expertly indeed |
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Inspired by a convo over at http://www.hitrecord.org/records/95658/forum
So sidetracked we by sideshow stalls By superficial rise and falls By showmen and by marketeers Th... |
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A first attempt at some writing for a V.O.for Marke's pocket autopsy collab. Thanks Sarahalyse for the idea!
Our pockets purged of daily dirge The primal urge To br... |
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Inspired by Wirrow's incredibly inspiring 'And a New Earth'...
Plug me into that buzzing hive of atomic current So we can all connect through wires and waves A plane above the ... |
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Couldn't get MelonBerri's adorable little critter out of my head so I wrote him a poem!
Mokupoku came from Mars He hitched here on a shooting star At first, he liked the scener... |
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(A sort of inferior Poe attempt)
As in my bed I sombre lay this sorry Sunday last On my shadowed shape a most peculiar light was cast Not blue, not grey, not in between but som... |
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Robotron lives on the moon
He’s stainless steel just like a spoon His robot face has two black eyes That shimmer sadly when he cries The circuit boards inside his brain Let... |
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dice rolling dabblers
careful cadavers riddled with adders shadows and ladders safe superstitious cautious capricious addled and madder shadows and ladders<... |
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For Bloemday's lovely remix
Grace is the ageless, the unchanging, delicate true beauty not shaken by the passing clouds not muddied by the petty little problem... |
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Fun with homophones! (Which is apparently the term for words that sound the same but mean different things)
oh how dreary to be sane and boat along the dreamy Seine take time t... |
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Marvellous Marv |
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I will face my demons more boldly
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The Gloams are drifters of the night The saddest shadows of the cast... |
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I am my avatar |
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Roses come in many shades because of much cross-breeding<... |
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[Forgive me for being a little (very) poncey and waffling a bit (a lot)] We are recycled space dust |
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(An oldish poem about those pesky, imaginary perfect people you see in ads that we're supposed to compare ourselves to and feel bad and buy stuff) :P |
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(A tribute) |
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(Wrote this a while back, but it's pretty apt right now given what's going down in the Middle East - a bit simplistic perhaps but I like to try keep things simple) Explain t... |
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Haven't written a poem for a while...this one came out like a really wussy rap :) I am not one for extremes |
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Sunday, You are the little apocalypse You are the worst day ... |
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Untie the knot, |
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This fellow called Fred, And the children would jeer, |
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Sometimes it’s time to look back |
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Here's the text of the poem from the Continuum video (http://www.hitrecord.org/records/424631) in case it is of use! In the beginning one become... |
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Oh how I long to be utterly kempt I never again want to find myself plussed |
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(Poem for mirtle's drawing) No hint of a doubt It was love from the start Mary-Ann and the bird with the human heart
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Meek boy, weak boy, frightened little lamb, boy. Eat him up, beat him up, wham, bam, slam, boy Wolfpack, lashback, put him in his place now Little mite, first... |
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I tried to write a story connecting the images in mirtle's wonderful series. Hopefully you can see how they match up! Mary and Anne were inseparable twins W... |
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In her kitten-eared cloak, She never got soaked, So she could stand out in the rain, And ponder a world, So entirely absurd, That it l... |
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In the pale light of midnight I tried to take flight But my wings were too weak and the stars were too bright
So I waited a week til the winter winds b... |
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A collaboratively inspired poem! I asked twitter folk to tell me what to write a poem on. These lovelies: @johnnyclyde @tompilch @fractaldust @hobee1971 @datanaiad @CaradLuna @vcrooks @Proi_... |
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I depend on the bees, on the spiders and ants |
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(For sojushots' 'wolf in sheeps clothing')
Everybody supposed That the wolf in sheep’s clothes Was a murderous, bloodthirsty bully ... |
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She was a face full of flowers Hydrangea petals blooming through terrible winters Proof of some grand benevolence
She was a mouthful of mos... |
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Miriam’s monsters live under her bed, |
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“I’m stuffed!” said the fox |
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We are a broken record skipping Distant cousins tripping On the same banana skins As our ancestors
Remaking old mistakes |
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