This poem is not by or for someone I've never met.

...If you remember my number, We'll sit on the lumber, (Harvest some lumber) Together again, oh greatest friend of mine. (Until I steal your gold mine) Until the end of time. Both of us waiting, Worrying and wishing you'd return to us two. I'm sorry about the toke, I just want you to remember the joke That we made that day, Far back, and far away. So just give me a sign, Oh friend of...

...for herself the proof that the Pegasus crew had once again performed a miracle. ----------- ------------ -------------------------- ----------------- --------------- Wishing to avoid interest as much as possible, Teyla had usually waited for the ... from the frantic scribbling of his pen. A few times he shared the poem he was writing for Teyla’s approval, his cheeks blushing slightly when she ...

Win or Die

...opportunity: a genie granting you three wishes. What would you wish for? Please be as elaborate as you can. Wishing for more wishes is not permitted! I think my first wish would be that all my debts are payed off...most RPGs. I also play Rock Band. Occasionally, I'll paint or sketch, or I'll write a poem or short story, but I really have to be inspired to do either. I'll go months without picking ...

Books (Jo/Laurie fic. One-shot)

... very important about ‘In Memoriam’.” “And what’s that?” Laurie asked. “It’s a poem. A very, very sad poem. With words. For all that Dr . Snider goes on about rhyme and meter, he seems to have forgotten that ...with him, feeling the cool blades against her bare back… but knowing that and wishing he didn’t was not enough to help him find a more feasible explanation....

"My Mind has been the most discontented and restless one

...him. Frustrated him. Downright pissed him off when he knew he was dying. He continues in that poem to mention other contemporary poets, and in a moment of uncharacteristic vehemence, labels them "mock lyrists,...better it through his words. I could empathize with this. I embraced it. And I find myself wishing that there is a Heaven, thinking there damn well better be an afterlife, because it would be...

Poetry Dump

... today, Whose hands can mold us a new world - Who is responsible - forge a mess. untitled 1 The box turned over in her hands The lies rolled over in her head Lines on her arms forming bands Often wishing she were dead She doesn't sleep at night So much to think about then So much pain for someone so innocent But she can't help but love The pain is her escape The pain is her life The ...

In which iambic forms are used to hearse / All which was good and noble from this 'verse

...epithet or summation of the whole poem, or some amazing new insight,... hearing them when reading the poem. The rythym of the words ... myself and curse my fate, Wishing me like to one more ... |and curse | my fate,       C-- Wishing | me like | to one | more ... modified Terza Rima in his poem "Acquainted with the Night", which ... an extra tercet into the poem, defying the fourteen-line-sonnet ...

Passing the very large, old-meme hat

...keeps my ovaries non-explosive. Cool story, bro. If the collective pockets of the wishing well found $100, I could afford to see my therapist this month (what really blew... you couldn't tell from the real thing. Or, you want a tender love poem to your SO? Slip me a few important facts about them, and I will PM or email you the poem, stat. Yes, it's a weird-ass offer. But these are weird-ass times....

Love's Stratagems by OneMillionandNine

...The Vulcan language instructor objected. The Vulcan language was not 'less strenuous' and any cadet wishing to enter the field of xenolinguistics would do well to disabuse themselves of that notion immediately... study notes or assignments from her fellow students. The last was unsigned. "An Old Earth Poem" it read. But these maneuverings to avoid The touching of hands, These shifts to keep ...

Lines: Part Twelve

... delicate carving lines. The details probably ran to the microscopic level. "You said once that it is customary for those wishing to remain permanently together wear a ring. I cannot wear a ring because transforming would break it, but..." He took ... the house not a creature was stirring. Not even a mouse..." His soothing voice put Mikaela to sleep before he'd gone halfway through the poem.