01 Mar 07
Coughing and aching
I flew to the light.
A moment ago,
it was clear and quite nice.
The escape,
forbidden of fluttering flys,
still,
never did I wonder why.
Up through the chimney-
what I had in mind.
suddenly,
blocked by the flu was I!
Up through the chimney
- what I had in mind!
Alas,
the fire came up from behiend.
This escape,
Forbidden!
No flutter of flys!
Burning,
finally,
I realized why.
01 Mar 07
Originally posted by ChessJesterLike your fly poem. . . Apart from the mental self reflection of Mr Fly.. . .Would have enjoyed it so much more if I was able to be a creature without reflection or thought zooming to the light.
Coughing and aching
I flew to the light.
A moment ago,
it was clear and quite nice.
The escape,
forbidden of fluttering flys,
still,
never did I wonder why.
Up through the chimney-
what I had in mind.
suddenly,
blocked by the flu was I!
Up through the chimney
- what I had in mind!
Alas,
the fire came up from behiend.
This escape,
Forbidden!
No flutter of flys!
Burning,
finally,
I realized why.
Apart from that nice poem. . . .
Game of chess?
02 Mar 07
Originally posted by EAPOELOL, thanks alot, yes I would love to play a game against you as soon as I finish one I will send you a challenge. BTW, E.A.Poe is one of my favourite poets! I have read almost all his work! 😀
Like your fly poem. . . Apart from the mental self reflection of Mr Fly.. . .Would have enjoyed it so much more if I was able to be a creature without reflection or thought zooming to the light.
Apart from that nice poem. . . .
Game of chess?