magnetic poetry

Written at the Wizard's Chest (the greatest store in existence). Not profound, perhaps, but I like it.

language of impossible machines
the sound
she flies like bliss
to be truth, she imagines
is the same
as to sleep in a million direction dream

with a good beat

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CK Lynn
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Liked them.

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shotgun2983
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Wow Sureal, thats a good point. I saw it on the latest post thing on the left of the homepage and I didn't even look at the date, xD.

-Joel-

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Sureal
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Sureal wrote a review · Wed Jan 16, 2008 10:30 pm

Necroposting FTW? Seriously, I'm seeing so much of it now. What's the point of bringing up a three year old poem?

And wow: 15 year old Incan doesn't have the cynicism of 18 year old Incan. :shock:

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shotgun2983
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I'm definitly not a poet, but I can enjoy these. It's like looking at an abstract painting, kind of what Crysi said. It's so cool to read them all. Great job everyone and I hope to see more additions to this post soon!

-Joel-

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Lady Sydney
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I did something like this before for some class that my friend goes to; I just so happen to be going there WITH her the day that they wrote these. (It's not a school related class) The poem that I wrote was OK, but yours are amazing! :D They're original and very well put together. Good job!

~*Sydney*~

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MadHatter
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Oooh...aren't these the little words that you put on your fridge? I do this all the time! We have one at church and itstead of doing something churchy I do that...sinful yes, fun you bet.

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annabanana
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Great poem, i really liked it, keep up the good writing!!!!

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Incandescence
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The Wizard's Chest is awesome, and anyone who says it isn't is a moron. This magnetic poetry, however, is not. Except for the second one, that one is awesome. The others just did nothing for me. I can relate to the one on the fridge, but I do not think it was as well thought out as the second one. I idolize the second one, in case you've not noticed already.

I just reread them, and realized they don't make all that much sense. Still, the second one I like, but the rest are kind of okay. The lack of punctuation probably made them seem worse than they are, really. Nevertheless, I've seen your other work, and know you can do and have done much better than this. Your writing style is unique, so use it your advantage. These poems are unique but I get the feeling you're detatched from them. In some strange sense, I get the feeling you weren't really there, you were just observing without a biased opinion on most things. I like biases! Give me you, or give me death!

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Sam
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Magnetic poems are awesome! They're fun, and they make you think when you read them...*lol* these were cool! :D

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Galatea
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This one is on the fridge in my dorm....

languid beauty
a purple woman
so true
gone away in sleep
rain hits
my gift
I trudge
frantic
willing an ache
elaborate and raw
delirious lust
singing symphonys
in a scream

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Crysi
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Crysi wrote a review · Mon Dec 27, 2004 6:30 am

Those are cool! I like them. Abstract, and yet they sometimes get a certain feeling across.. My favorite one is the second one. I was about to quote a particular part that I like, but then I realized I liked the whole thing! Very cool. 8)

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Galatea
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uhmm....more magentic poetry....

they say purple is bitter
through time an enourmous bed shakes
but a cool summer sleep
like winter
never leaves a mother to sing from bare pink skin

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Galatea
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more magnetic poetry....

why
your fiddle
roses like wax
loves beat
our tiny void
with these lazy symphony boys
delirious dream men aching with eternity
languid lucious goddess
or a shadow of a scream
musicly you whisper
crushing their black stillness
wet wind about to lick the smooth road
staring
I am only a girl
petal sweating
lies & lust
what love is made of



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