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Metacriticism : time
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From: MSN Nickname11thillusion  (Original Message)Sent: 1/27/2005 5:42 PM
hey people.
just reading some of the poems and comments here... are you guys all professionals or something? i feel way out of place here. ;) anyways, this is my thing. started writing all rhyming stuff, and it always sounded like some nursery rhyme. don't know how to prevent it.
{ just read some shakespeare, and even if it doesn't really work, had to add a 'doth' in there somewhere. :P }

it goes on and on; none can stop the slow seeping passage of time
who doth overthrow any who stands against
for everything is nothing in it's shadow
it sees all yet remembers none
for all who have known it are gone
and those who would defy it, are but a grain of sand
washed over and drowned by the ever pounding waves
the ever present clock
chiming the hour, a chord in perfect tune
through the blackened hall, once brilliant
now the gold has chipped away, revealing worthless interior
for who can withstand the timeless wearing away
even when the amber sun has traced
it's path, the scarlet fades to washed out blue
what was a mountain falls to stone
trampled 'neath a thousand feet
a snowflake melts, killed the christal fire
till only water drips away. beneth what was a silver star
is just an endless sky


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From: _susan_Sent: 1/27/2005 10:23 PM
welcome 11 -
 
here's a present for you, should you decide to venture into shakespeare again:
 
and if you don't abuse it (from Michigan Tech.) - for email:
 
thou doth post ahoy there.
 
susan
 
 

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From: MSN Nickname11thillusionSent: 1/30/2005 2:04 AM
haha thanks susan.

yep, spent many english classes learning insults.