Poetic Garrotes --- The Return (?)

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Saturday, August 14, 2010

lionreign to NiteTide

How dim the Nite that cannot see The gauntlet cowering in her lines, The desperate hope that her words could be As bright and wonderful as mine. How dull the Tide that cannot hear The desperation in her words, The knowledge that now the Lion is here Her claims will seem absurd. Yes sad and deluded... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, August 13, 2010

NiteTide to lionreign

Haha, quite funny, you silly old feline! How you amuse me with all your mews! You think I would want to be equal to thine, When I’m better than you and your hairball spews? And there was no challenge in my last reply, Who wants to fight with a lazy-a$$ kitten? You better fix that broken eye And... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

lionreign to NiteTide

Stale winds from the sea Carry the stench of rotting fish And the formless mutter of the waves As they desperately seek to rhyme. Sad tides challenge me An acknowledgement of their wish To find that talent the poor night craves To make her words the equal of mine.... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, August 8, 2010

To the Lame Cat

I look around at an empty room, Where the air is stale and smells of cat; Battle should be in full bloom… Yet the Air and Cat have run from combat! So, how obvious now is the truth to me That you flounder about without me here, For I am the true life of this party, And my absence makes you... Sign in to see full entry.

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