http://www.yahooka.com/forum/ A place for the story-tellers, writers and poets. Post your stoner stories, poems, articles or other creative writing here! en Sat, 21 Nov 2009 05:27:34 GMT vBulletin 60 http://www.yahooka.com/forum/images/ca_evo2_green/misc/rss.jpg http://www.yahooka.com/forum/ http://www.yahooka.com/forum/writers-joint/153168-untitled-sacred-singer-mind.html Fri, 20 Nov 2009 17:24:57 GMT IMBUED with power primeval, Houvering in the Void, A mind wanders all-certain, Whom after ages Eternity finds Is hemming close his voice with the Ether. As soft froth swells beneath, His hum a torrent awakes Which guides the hum-song to then fro, And soon is steadied by his melody IMBUED with power primeval,
Houvering in the Void,
A mind wanders all-certain,
Whom after ages Eternity finds
Is hemming close his voice with the Ether.

As soft froth swells beneath,
His hum a torrent awakes
Which guides the hum-song to then fro,
And soon is steadied by his melody
Into a gurgling spring.

"Now substance has this Ether-Void,
and I a step-pool to work.
Created from the Void by my song,
To whom I and the Ether
This spring its place dually owes."

Thus spoke the sacred singer-mind,
Primordial beginner of works,
Of whose labor this same spring
Soon bore the vast Earda-sea.

"Ether, my abundant mother,
And Void, my eternal father,
Behold Earda, my beloved daughter
For whom my work is spent
And my labor well-founded."

This speech Void heard with anger,
That his son would sever so
The ancient bond of Ether-Void
And himself a child beget.

"For ever and ever now, the Ether,
Thy own abundant mother,
Has bore only thou by my own work.
Why sever now the bond which I afford thee
And sire thyself a child of the mother-Ether?"

"Ere ever thy work began, eternal father-Void,
Work some being made of thou.
Eternity I sought and Eternity I passed,
Houvering with the mother-Ether
Where once thou wandered too.

For whosoever Eternity in the Ether finds
Must one day be mother-severed,
And soon thereafter his work begin
To fall not into friutless stasis
As thou didst long ago." ]]> verklingen http://www.yahooka.com/forum/writers-joint/153168-untitled-sacred-singer-mind.html http://www.yahooka.com/forum/writers-joint/153163-couple-here.html Fri, 20 Nov 2009 05:47:33 GMT 'swallow'

so soft and buried
buried in youre
forever head of hallucinations
once all mental
processes have ceased
not a particle
of karma is formed

so says the face
of youre past
passing by, sliding
sliding forward

and youre eyes
will fool you
lined up and
bowled over
screaming, circles
curl up and wait


'reason'

voices from the edge
of reason
spoken in tongues
tiptoeing those lines
between this and that
dividing lines of
safe and not

smirking and knowing
this is it
thrown around
in this space
and understanding
its meaning

understanding its
not all good or bad
just blurred ]]> vanilla http://www.yahooka.com/forum/writers-joint/153163-couple-here.html http://www.yahooka.com/forum/writers-joint/153104-gonna-get-some-crap.html Tue, 17 Nov 2009 18:54:18 GMT What is this pain in my chest?
Why cant I help but feel obsessed?
Was I wrong to fall in love?
Was it too quick, or not soon enough?

Laying down, thoughts running through my head
Sometimes I feel life is worthless, better off dead
Tears run down my cheeks, i'm in despair
There's no cure for a broken heart, no repair.

I should have known this love wasnt true

I should have known not to fall in love with you

I should have kept my distance; stayed away

I should have saved this love for another day. ]]> clive http://www.yahooka.com/forum/writers-joint/153104-gonna-get-some-crap.html http://www.yahooka.com/forum/writers-joint/153033-dragon-breathe.html Mon, 16 Nov 2009 01:34:41 GMT Between every paradise,
there's miles of hell.
Thought a dream would suffice,
never been so wrong.

I've become a myth,
A demon,
a mystical being,
breathing fire.

I won't blow smoke for long,
I can't blow smoke for long. ]]> Mydriasis http://www.yahooka.com/forum/writers-joint/153033-dragon-breathe.html http://www.yahooka.com/forum/writers-joint/152881-game.html Mon, 09 Nov 2009 23:53:15 GMT Such Instant attraction. The trick of the trade. When not given an ace Make a Cheat for a play. A come-hither smile, A flick of the hair Bord of this game? Lets play Truth or Dare. Such Instant attraction.
The trick of the trade.
When not given an ace
Make a Cheat for a play.

A come-hither smile,
A flick of the hair
Bord of this game?
Lets play Truth or Dare.

The truth is a bore,
to lie is more fun
The best dares are made
When to sleep goes the sun.

If you touch me here,
than I'll touch you there,
I won't tell your girlfriend
I promise-I swear.

Every Move Kept a secret
A reason to fret
For now we are playing
Russian Rulet.

The faster we move
The more DANGER my dear
Until our game ends
lets Play it by ear.

Every tap an explotion
ever noise a hun fire
Our game is now walking
A delicate wire

Not Unlike Operation
One mistake we will lose
So it Will come to an end,
and what will He choose?

In the time we have spent
I've become so attatched
So when I Don't win
I will Fight a Fair match.

And spill my whole heart
After he spills his "Scores"
Now it seems we are playing
A serious War

Heart ducking cover
My Head is ready aim fire
he Counter attacks
His Poison perspires

The black oozing gunk
awakens my senses
the Memories come back
My whole Body tenses.

The "game" it was not.
But an affair of his dick,
I should have known
he was a pig headed prick.

This battle is worthless
something New to ammuse.
My eyes on a new Boy
Chemistry accused.

Now, I have learned my lesson
Don't ever you worry
Boys are best toys and I'll never be sorry

I'll be the First to make Part
No more Affairs of the Heart
Because this game is
too short for chance!!

:p ]]> Color-Me-Cliche http://www.yahooka.com/forum/writers-joint/152881-game.html http://www.yahooka.com/forum/writers-joint/152822-any-poems-you-want-share.html Sat, 07 Nov 2009 03:50:33 GMT Poetry is a beautiful form of expression. id like to see some of yours. :D Poetry is a beautiful form of expression. id like to see some of yours. :D ]]> Color-Me-Cliche http://www.yahooka.com/forum/writers-joint/152822-any-poems-you-want-share.html http://www.yahooka.com/forum/writers-joint/152805-wise-womans-stone.html Fri, 06 Nov 2009 15:38:01 GMT A wise woman who was traveling in the mountains and found a precious stone in a stream. The next day she met another traveler who was hungry, and the wise woman opened her bag to share her food. The hungry traveler saw the precious stone and asked the woman to give it to him. She did so without hesitation. The traveler left rejoicing in his good fortune. He knew the stone was worth enough to give him security for a lifetime. But, a few days later, he came back to return the stone to the... A wise woman who was traveling in the mountains and found a precious stone in a stream. The next day she met another traveler who was hungry, and the wise woman opened her bag to share her food.

The hungry traveler saw the precious stone and asked the woman to give it to him. She did so without hesitation.

The traveler left rejoicing in his good fortune. He knew the stone was worth enough to give him security for a lifetime. But, a few days later, he came back to return the stone to the wise woman. “I’ve been thinking,” he said. “I know how valuable this stone is, but I give it back in the hope that you can give me something even more precious. Give me what you have within you that enabled you to give me this stone.” :) ]]> Pharm Girl http://www.yahooka.com/forum/writers-joint/152805-wise-womans-stone.html http://www.yahooka.com/forum/writers-joint/152721-crush-analytical.html Mon, 02 Nov 2009 04:16:39 GMT it feels so right to crush the analytical,
cut across the noise and become the metaphysical.
break free from thick restraint,
rise above the physical.
its not the end that matters,
the journey's what is critical. ]]> Mafoo http://www.yahooka.com/forum/writers-joint/152721-crush-analytical.html http://www.yahooka.com/forum/writers-joint/152720-devout-meaning-travel.html Mon, 02 Nov 2009 03:44:41 GMT On the inside, shedding skin, infinite layers to this onion, But the peeling still began. An Eye shut, Can not see. An Open mind, Can always be. On the inside,
shedding skin,
infinite layers to this onion,
But the peeling still began.

An Eye shut,
Can not see.
An Open mind,
Can always be.

Destroying the hauls of hollow,
through an act of,
mezmorizing geometry,
words I can not follow.
Slices in ornate marble,

Onyx water,
Milky Sky,
both liquid,
both can fly.
magnified,
through a prism of light.

Magnified,
with all of her might.

Magnified,
by the demiurges parable.

Here,
I am inside of you,
There,
you are inside of me.

White,
free to be,
Black,
I am back.

I am back.
My darling.
Where are you?
A watch with one arm,
can not be two.
Where are you? ]]> Mydriasis http://www.yahooka.com/forum/writers-joint/152720-devout-meaning-travel.html http://www.yahooka.com/forum/writers-joint/152652-eulogy.html Thu, 29 Oct 2009 22:39:40 GMT I am the slope of a vertical line, Undefined, or - adding zeros until the end of time. I promise. If you can lose your watch, we will be together, forever, as intersecting lines. I am the slope of a vertical line,
Undefined, or -
adding zeros until the end of time.

I promise.

If you can lose your watch,
we will be together,
forever,
as intersecting lines.

And.

When I'm no longer moving,
Do not paint me in red.
Even if it is the only color left.
Leave my canvas open,
forget all that I have said,
and embrace my void instead.

For.

One day you will join me,
not a day of sorrow,
nor one for pity.

So.

Write them subtle hints,
something for your eulogy,
something that sticks. ]]> Mydriasis http://www.yahooka.com/forum/writers-joint/152652-eulogy.html http://www.yahooka.com/forum/writers-joint/152633-shared.html Thu, 29 Oct 2009 01:29:36 GMT blink blink an eye and it happens so slowly between the spaces of more inside this blink no thinking no breathing no eating blink
blink an eye
and it happens so slowly
between the spaces
of more
inside this
blink
no thinking
no breathing
no eating
no feeling
blink
an arms race
for power
for saving face
for pride
for spite
blink
blink like a man
blink like a woman
blink like a child
it is a wash of noise
of everything
a flash of brilliance
if you can catch it
blink
blink like all those before
blink like those unexisted
blink like you wanted it
like you had it
and you knew what to do
blink like you never have ]]> vanilla http://www.yahooka.com/forum/writers-joint/152633-shared.html