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Post subject:  Posted: July 7th, 2006, 12:10 am |
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I like it Arwen. It sounds very promising from what I can see now.
And I know that I'm a little late on this but the banner is perfect. i've got it on my siggy already!!!!
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Post subject: Posted: July 7th, 2006, 12:22 am |
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Great job, Arwen! And thanks for the compliments, people; it feels good to be praised. But, please, don't hesitate to critique my poem, either, since I appreciate feedback of all kinds. No moving forward without improving your step, right?
And--on a sidenote--I just noticed that the picture in our banner is the one used long ago during the creation of my current avatar. Thus, I highly approve of our signatures  _________________ 
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Post subject: Posted: July 7th, 2006, 1:18 am |
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Everyone's prompt responses are lovely! 
As is the new banner; I quite like it. _________________ <a href="http://freewebs.com/aryas-eyebrows/" target="_blank"><img src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g29/dgn_slayer/footer.jpg" border="0" alt="http://freewebs.com/aryas-eyebrows/"></a>
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Post subject: Posted: July 8th, 2006, 9:42 pm |
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Okay, I haven't been here in a while, so:
New members: Welcome to the club!
Anna Telcontar: I love your idea!
Elfe: Thanks for the banner! It's awesome!
And now, for my response to the prompt.
I will be remembered. My whole life was spent trying to get recognition. From my peers, my family, my superiors, I wanted to be recognized for... something. I worked so hard to please my father. But my father just turned away. And then he left. And I watched him walk into the gathering mist, listened to the hard, dry sobs of my mother, who loved him so, feeling the cold pain as the truth sunk in. But I ramble. Not as though it matters now. Now, with the cold darkness of the ocean pressing in around me, nothing really matters. It is strange. All your life you rush here and there, hoping you won't be late, hoping to be rich, wanting things and wanting power. But when you're dying, when you come to terms with it, it seems all so unneccessary. I was told I was a good captain by people before I turned pirate. Then my crew said I was a good captain afterwards. So I guess I won't be completely forgotten. If I was, would it matter, really, to me? No. Not that I would know about it anyway. Or maybe I would. For who really knows what waits beyond the grave? I will find out soon enough. The ocean is more powerful than anyone truly knows. I have met many men who think that they, wheather in tiny sail boats or huge ships, beleive that they can tame it. That they can overpower the sea with a wooden box. I guess I was that foolish at some point. But no, no one, no living man, can tame the sea. The crashing waves will reclaim everything, from ships to sailors. Now I know that, though it is too late for me, and a good many others. The waves of the sea will wash everything away, and valour and bravery count for not when you are gone. Though, still, I beleive that I will be remembered. It is a small comfort, but a comfort still.
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Post subject: Posted: July 8th, 2006, 9:50 pm |
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I like it a lot, Captian Jack. Very well done.
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Post subject: Posted: July 9th, 2006, 12:17 pm |
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Location: city that never sleeps
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~*ArwenEvenstar*~ wrote: Currently I'm working on a book. I'm kind of the type of person that does a ton of prewriting and planning beforehand, so I just started getting into the actual writing, but it's going well. It's about a girl named Charlotte and her sister Kai, and it's a fantasy book. As for the prompt... They will be remembered. Their acts have long ago passed away, the brave and noble deeds have seemingly passed out of all knowledge or rememberence. Their valour, dignity, and might could have been washed away without a trace, like footprints on a sandy beach, washed away by the undulating ocean waves. However, through some, they live on. Many today still remember their names and deeds, and appreciate them. Many today still look at their acts of greatness long ago passed and are full of awe and respect. Many still today don't just remember them because they were forced to read and memorize their names and dates associated with them out of a textbook. Many still today appreciate history, in all of its many colors and vibrant people and places. And by these people, they will be remembered. it sounds amazing! I can't wait to read the book 
I got pretty incensed over something the other night and I just subconsciously reached for a paper and pencil. I wasn't even aware I started writing until line 3.
Throat tightens
Like the gates of oblivion
Stark emptiness
That precedes the gray limbo
Between heaven and hell
Deceiving veneer
Blinds stinging eyes
To hope
To dreams
To joy
Death is where the soul awaits
To embrace pain
Everlasting pain
Cleansing agony
Eyes burn
Like fiery brands
That water threatens to douse
Douse it does
In sorrow incarnate
Vent the frustration
The grief
The rage
Can't cry
This is the end
Can't cry
No path circumvents
This obstacle of obstacles
This doom of dooms
Hanging there
Between heaven and hell
Jaw tightens
Tears show weakness
Fists clench
Tears are for weaklings
Fist punches something hard
Feel the keen pain
Revel in pain
Concentrate on pain
Fist punches harder
To strike the gray void
With a lance of crimson
Cleansing agony
Until exhaustion overcomes
Fire slips away
Eyes sting no more
Oblivion fades
To yield
A trickle of clarity
Weary resignation
Bitter resignation
Throat untightens _________________ 
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Post subject: Posted: July 9th, 2006, 1:23 pm |
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Wow!  I like it! _________________
"Without music, life would be a mistake." - Friedrich Nietzsche
"Make happy those who are near, and those who are far will come."
Fwee!
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Post subject: Posted: July 9th, 2006, 1:56 pm |
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The Coughing Nazgul wrote: it sounds amazing! I can't wait to read the book Thanks!!
And I loved your poem, it was very well done.
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Post subject: Posted: July 10th, 2006, 2:38 pm |
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I'm behind, I realize. Since I came up with the prompt, I probably should have been the first to answer it, but I procrastinate so:
What Stories are Made of
You will be remembered. Ink and paper people with as much heart as your makers, and often times more courage, you inspire feeling as true as your own with words that seem your own contrivance. You are the lovers and the fighters that made no difference except somewhere in our hearts and minds. You have charmed generationsand families, brought hope to children and adults, and provided inspiration to the hands that created you. Stitched into a world by unsteady hands, clumsy even with practice, you've made us laugh and cry over truths that we would never recognize without you. You have stared in tales of human making, responding with the vulnerability and coolness of human emotion. We let you live, but you never have; you stare with eyes that don't see and hearts that don't beat, and yet, more often than not, you are more human than your watchers.
Ugh, that was really bad. Forgive me, I just wrote it here. 
Okay, it's someone else's turn to make a prompt, I suppose. _________________ <a href="http://freewebs.com/aryas-eyebrows/" target="_blank"><img src="http://i52.photobucket.com/albums/g29/dgn_slayer/footer.jpg" border="0" alt="http://freewebs.com/aryas-eyebrows/"></a>
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Post subject: Posted: July 10th, 2006, 5:09 pm |
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Anna Telcontar wrote: I'm behind, I realize. Since I came up with the prompt, I probably should have been the first to answer it, but I procrastinate so: What Stories are Made ofYou will be remembered. Ink and paper people with as much heart as your makers, and often times more courage, you inspire feeling as true as your own with words that seem your own contrivance. You are the lovers and the fighters that made no difference except somewhere in our hearts and minds. You have charmed generationsand families, brought hope to children and adults, and provided inspiration to the hands that created you. Stitched into a world by unsteady hands, clumsy even with practice, you've made us laugh and cry over truths that we would never recognize without you. You have stared in tales of human making, responding with the vulnerability and coolness of human emotion. We let you live, but you never have; you stare with eyes that don't see and hearts that don't beat, and yet, more often than not, you are more human than your watchers. Ugh, that was really bad. Forgive me, I just wrote it here. Okay, it's someone else's turn to make a prompt, I suppose. What are you talking about? Bad? Yours is 100x better than mine and I definitely worked on it outside of the forum...Great job! _________________
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Post subject: Posted: July 10th, 2006, 5:59 pm |
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I'll try a one-word prompt
thunderstorm
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Post subject: Posted: July 10th, 2006, 6:34 pm |
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Joined: 25 October 2005
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Location: USA, Middle Earth, LOST, Elizabethtown, anywhere I want
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Well, I like it Elenya^. It was short, sweet and to the point...I guess.
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Post subject: Posted: July 10th, 2006, 10:05 pm |
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Hi I havent been here in a while! (formerly
-:ILoveRon:-) hey everyone how are you all?
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Post subject: Posted: July 11th, 2006, 12:24 am |
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Here's the second prompt response:
How can you ask me to speak calmly
when there is a thunderstorm
in my way?
You know you only want to hear what I am supposed to play
so why should it matter today?
But—Why do I do as a do and not as I say?
You never ask me the real questions anyway…
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Last edited by Belowen on July 11th, 2006, 9:41 pm, edited 1 time in total.
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Post subject: Posted: July 11th, 2006, 4:10 pm |
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I'll.. catch up in a while... don't expect me around much right now. sowwy
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Post subject: Posted: July 11th, 2006, 7:13 pm |
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Joined: 03 July 2005
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Location: city that never sleeps
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Anna Telcontar wrote: I'm behind, I realize. Since I came up with the prompt, I probably should have been the first to answer it, but I procrastinate so: What Stories are Made ofYou will be remembered. Ink and paper people with as much heart as your makers, and often times more courage, you inspire feeling as true as your own with words that seem your own contrivance. You are the lovers and the fighters that made no difference except somewhere in our hearts and minds. You have charmed generationsand families, brought hope to children and adults, and provided inspiration to the hands that created you. Stitched into a world by unsteady hands, clumsy even with practice, you've made us laugh and cry over truths that we would never recognize without you. You have stared in tales of human making, responding with the vulnerability and coolness of human emotion. We let you live, but you never have; you stare with eyes that don't see and hearts that don't beat, and yet, more often than not, you are more human than your watchers. Ugh, that was really bad. Forgive me, I just wrote it here. Okay, it's someone else's turn to make a prompt, I suppose. I agree with you wholeheartedly. it was written by the hand of a true author. 
what was the prompt? I believe I missed it. _________________
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