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Jupiter Sunrise Forum    Talk    Talk Amongst Yourselves    Writting « Previous topic | Next topic » Pages: 1 ... 44 45 46 47 48  Reply Notify of replies Send Topic Print    Author  Topic: Writting  (Read 6469 times) Guest Guest Mods! « Reply #675 on: May 30th, 2004, 7:34pm » Quote Modify Remove Can a mod please fix the spelling error in this thread's subject header?  This is a very popular thread that is frequently at the top of the board.  It is very off-putting to see all this beautiful writing in a "writting" thread. IP Logged Ashley YaBB God/goddess www.brianmay.co m     Gender: Posts: 3311 Re: Writting « Reply #676 on: May 31st, 2004, 12:49pm » Quote Modify "writting" is a part of the culture now... granted, scottie can't spell very well and it's a mistake, but this thread has been up for a year and a half, and nobody's complained about it since it first started.     thanks for calling our writing beautiful though IP Logged Love dares you to care for the people on the edge of the night and love dares us to change our way of caring about ourselves. This is our last dance. This is ourselves under pressure. NOXsucks30 YaBB God/goddess www.retroimg.co m   wicked awsome art     Gender: Posts: 4309 Re: Writting « Reply #677 on: Jun 1st, 2004, 4:41am » Quote Modify ash your poem....wow......just.....wow « Last Edit: Jun 1st, 2004, 4:42am by NOXsucks30 » IP Logged And what you've got means such a lot to me Someone to love, Somebody new. Someone to love, Someone like you. ~The Beatles liv YaBB God/goddess     Gender: Posts: 787 Re: Writting « Reply #678 on: Jun 1st, 2004, 6:45am » Quote Modify I think Ash is right.  I would change it but it's sort of become part of the identity of the thread.  Scott was teased back when the thread was first started, but the name stuck.     However, I'm open - do people really want to change it? IP Logged I believe in luck and money, I've got ten bucks and a honey ... G. Love Many were the barks and giggles coming from the shrubbery ... Edward Gorey Ashley YaBB God/goddess www.brianmay.co m     Gender: Posts: 3311 Re: Writting « Reply #679 on: Jun 1st, 2004, 9:00am » Quote Modify i wrote this one at work the other day... it seems kind of dr seussical now when i go back and read it, but i think it gets the point across...   The Joyful Israelite   There's a joyful Israelite in the hall Whosings John Lennon and whistles Jim Morrison Sings Freddie Mercury, he sings them all But some people wish he'd take his joy far from the mall.   The joyful Israelite in summer sings The music he shares with the soap he brings With salt from the Dead Sea he peddles his wares And his voice echoes down the hall, up the stairs.   There's a jovial man in our hallway Who sings from his kiosk and seeks customers I speak to him almost every day H ecalls me things like "sweetie girl" and for once, I think it's ok.   There's a happy Israeli who sings by our door Who makes me smile when I see him But some people don't like him by our store And as for customers, he could always use more. IP Logged Love dares you to care for the people on the edge of the night and love dares us to change our way of caring about ourselves. This is our last dance. This is ourselves under pressure. wisensmart336 YaBB God/goddess "Do you know the muffin man?"     Gender: Posts: 746 Re: Writting « Reply #680 on: Jun 3rd, 2004, 5:57am » Quote Modify moongaze   the moon is low and yellow full of hope   it will soon rise to white and blue full of passion as the sunrises the moon will disappear full of woe   but the moon will rise again as it always does   full of longing knowing that you are gazing at the moon as do I full of love someday we will be gazing togther only to sigh and walk away from the moon. full of hope for the days to come   full of passion burning for eachother inside full of woe of days long past without eachother full of longing for the future bright and gleaming full of love for always and forever. IP Logged if the sun refused to shine I'd still be loving you. When mountains crumble to the sea there will still be you and me. one eyed jacks won I'd jax I'm makin' 1 eyed jaks. pbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbbt. liv YaBB God/goddess     Gender: Posts: 787 Re: Writting « Reply #681 on: Jun 3rd, 2004, 7:36am » Quote Modify What a poetic couple you two are.  Those were both really good.  I feel like I've watched your poetry evolve over the last couple years and you have both become excellent poets. IP Logged I believe in luck and money, I've got ten bucks and a honey ... G. Love Many were the barks and giggles coming from the shrubbery ... Edward Gorey NOXsucks30 YaBB God/goddess www.retroimg.co m   wicked awsome art     Gender: Posts: 4309 Re: Writting « Reply #682 on: Jun 3rd, 2004, 10:45am » Quote Modify first off...both ash and scott... great poems... 2... writting just fits.... i even made a cover for it for ashley IP Logged And what you've got means such a lot to me Someone to love, Somebody new. Someone to love, Someone like you. ~The Beatles Ashley YaBB God/goddess www.brianmay.co m     Gender: Posts: 3311 Re: Writting « Reply #683 on: Jun 6th, 2004, 4:14pm » Quote Modify thanks liv!  I just kinda went all chick-mode just then... scottie hardly writes me poems but when he does they're amazing.   i love my scottie because he's quite the hottie and sometimes naughty he has a nice body.   i love my honey he's pretty funny he sometimes gives me money and makes the days more sunny.   i love my goofamaball he's cooler than kids in the hall we always have a ball and when he has to leave we stall.   i love my scottie he's quite the hottie. IP Logged Love dares you to care for the people on the edge of the night and love dares us to change our way of caring about ourselves. This is our last dance. This is ourselves under pressure. JewJewBENjupsun YaBB Senior Member Take the leap, and find true happiness     Gender: Posts: 471 Re: Writting « Reply #684 on: Jun 10th, 2004, 3:19am » Quote Modify hey all...here is a sad one....   WASTED   I use to wish   I use to dream and my dreams   Would be my one priortiy in life   My one meaning, my one goal   But i've gone weak   When you try and try and try   Nothing ever changes   You give up hope   Your heart gets weak   Everything goes down hill   Because that one lil' dream of urs   Was everything to you   And now that you've leveled w/ reality   You know it will never be real   You give up hope   You've gone weak   Nothing really matters   Nothing that actually counts   Your friends and family will always, but the extra things don't   Your sports,school, all your hardwork   It doesn't matter   You've gone weak   You figure its nothing   No matter what you'll do   You'll never amount   So why try   Why try and dream   And figure out it will never be   Why wear down your heart   And hopes like that   Juss for sorry   Is it actually worth the pain, agony   In your heart that you feel when you go weak?   IP Logged ~*Nicole*~ ********************* * East Coast girl attitude*~ Ryan ********************* "If I had my chance Id never let you go...I need ten more minutes with you"-KH Ashley YaBB God/goddess www.brianmay.co m     Gender: Posts: 3311 Re: Writting « Reply #685 on: Jul 15th, 2004, 3:38pm » Quote Modify kind of fictional, i made this up today.   They rode in, 6 of them, on the backs of horses.  The crowd, made up of hundreds of people, locals and otherwise, watched with as much intensity as if the reenactment were actually happening.  It was as if, for those moments, the entire town had been transported back the hundred and thirty years that separated them from the events that were being acted out. A couple entered and exited the bank, and then-- "Get your guns, boys, they're robbing the bank!"  Gunfire.  It was a big event.  For the town of Northfield, Minnesota, there are really only three things that make it noteworthy against any other midwestern farming town:  The Malt-o-Meal factory, the pleasant fumes of which can be detected for miles on a humid day; the two colleges, Carleton and St. Olaf; and Jesse James.  Almost an icon of the town, ironically, the bandit had his last stand here in Northfield when he was shot robbing the First National Bank on what is now Division Street. Several men on both sides fell to the ground "dead" in the reenactment.  Not appearing today is Joseph Heywood, the bank teller who refused to let the James-Younger Gang have the funds they demanded.  For the occasion is an outdoor event, and Heywood defended -- to his own death-- the bank indoors.   After the gunfire and Clint Eastwood-like western scene is finished, the James Gang got back up on their horses, to the cheers of the audience who stand and sit on the sidewalks, spilling over into Bridge Square.  The bandits rode down the block and back around by the river, and up past the square to more applause.  The riders smiled and waved, laughing and talking with each other.  "And that's only the first one," one commented to the other, referring to the later Jesse James days the following month. "Well, it isn't on the top 5 reenactments in the country for nothing!" another one replied.   After riding off into the sunset and inclimate weather, one of the younger members of the Gang tied up his horse outside a very particular restaurant toward the edge of the downtown.  Still in costume, still acting in character, he stepped in like John Wayne, kicking open the door.  "This is a hostage situation," he declared to the occupants.  He got the attention of most of them, some of whom played along, some of whom laughed.  One of them, with her back to the door and a glass of water on her table, was too wrapped up in the book she was reading to notice.  Either that, or she chose not to.  When she felt a blunt object against the back of her head, her first instinct was panic, until "Excuse me, Ma'am, I'm gonna have to ask you to come with me."  She supressed a smile and feigned fear.  Putting her hands up, she stood.  "Whatever you say," she said, facing him. Putting one arm around her waist and keeping his gun raised to the air with the other, he backed out of the restaurant.  "Nobody make any funny moves," he said on his way out. Once outside, he hoisted the captive up onto his horse, then climbed up behind her.  He held her close to him as he drove the horse back out to the outskirts of town, through the cornfields in the dimming twilight.  Then the bandit leaned in and kissed her on the top of her head.  She smiled, tipped her head back and said, "I love you, even when you're the bad guy." IP Logged Love dares you to care for the people on the edge of the night and love dares us to change our way of caring about ourselves. This is our last dance. This is ourselves under pressure. valerie YaBB Newbie     Gender: Posts: 17 Re: Writting « Reply #686 on: Jul 20th, 2004, 8:21am » Quote Modify isnt writing spelled with one t? i enjoy writing poems and short stories... its a shame they all suck IP Logged http://armyofme.teamiag.com/?member=23003 ^ totally rad band. check em out liv YaBB God/goddess     Gender: Posts: 787 Re: Writting « Reply #687 on: Jul 20th, 2004, 8:35am » Quote Modify It is indeed spelled with one t, but the person who started this thread very long ago accidentally put two t's in there, and since we are all fond of him we let his mistake slide by.  Eventually the mistake became accepted and beloved by all the "writters" on this forum.     P.S. I bet your stuff doesn't suck.  If you enjoy writing, how can it be bad? « Last Edit: Jul 20th, 2004, 8:36am by liv » IP Logged I believe in luck and money, I've got ten bucks and a honey ... G. Love Many were the barks and giggles coming from the shrubbery ... Edward Gorey valerie YaBB Newbie     Gender: Posts: 17 Re: Writting « Reply #688 on: Jul 20th, 2004, 8:45am » Quote Modify thanks for the little info. im kinda new as you can tell IP Logged http://armyofme.teamiag.com/?member=23003 ^ totally rad band. check em out Casey YaBB God/goddess     Gender: Posts: 853 Re: Writting « Reply #689 on: Jul 21st, 2004, 8:04pm » Quote Modify Oh man, new Val, for a minute there when I read your thread that says "too bad they all suck" - I thought you were referring to the writing on this thread!!!  I was more than taken aback, to say the least!  But I get it now, sorry for the misunderstanding.  Anyway, as I told Aaron just today (about starting to write songs), just write stuff down, anything that strikes you.  If it's bad, who cares, getting started is the hard part!  And save all your work -- you can always come back to it later and work on it.  And what if it doesn't suck?  It could be the start of something wonderful.  Take it from me, I've been writing poetry for 10 years.  Sure, some of it "sucks," but I'm proud of a lot of my writing.  With some work and practice, I'm sure you will be too. IP Logged The coolest nerd you know. "It's a good thing I didn't have to go to the bathroom, because I would have peed my pants. If I had to go, I would have." - Chris Snykus, on the hilarity of Anchorman. Pages: 1 ... 44 45 46 47 48  Reply Notify of replies Send Topic Print Forum Jump: ----------------------------- General -----------------------------  - New Forum Warning! ----------------------------- Talk -----------------------------=> Talk Amongst Yourselves   - Questions for the Band   - Street Team Business « Previous topic | Next topic »

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