hey, I'm Allison, but you can call me Al. I've been posting here for a while now, (although I did just take a pretty long break). The style of writing varies pretty wildly, since it covers such a long period of time-- plus I just like to screw around. I mean, it goes WAY back; There's one poem from elementary school near the very beginning, and I just graduated college. anyways, bear in mind for the earlier poems I was a different, younger person, and be merciful.
10/29/07 -- HOUSCLEANING! time to lose some of the older poems.
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Then a woman said, "Speak to us of Joy and Sorrow."
And he answered:
Your joy is your sorrow unmasked.
And the selfsame well from which your laughter rises was oftentimes filled with your tears.
And how else can it be?
The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain.
Is not the cup that holds your wine the very cup that was burned in the potter's oven?
And is not the lute that soothes your spirit, the very wood that was hollowed with knives?
-Kahlil Gibran
"Through violence you murder the hater, but you do not murder hate. In fact, violence merely increases hate. . . Returning violence for violence multiples violence, adding deeper darkness to a night already devoid of stars. Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate: Only love can do that."
--Martin Luther King, Jr.
I've written some poetry I don't understand myself. ~Carl Sandburg
10/29/07 -- HOUSCLEANING! time to lose some of the older poems.
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Then a woman said, "Speak to us of Joy and Sorrow."
And he answered:
Your joy is your sorrow unmasked.
And the selfsame well from which your laughter rises was oftentimes filled with your tears.
And how else can it be?
The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain.
Is not the cup that holds your wine the very cup that was burned in the potter's oven?
And is not the lute that soothes your spirit, the very wood that was hollowed with knives?
-Kahlil Gibran
"Through violence you murder the hater, but you do not murder hate. In fact, violence merely increases hate. . . Returning violence for violence multiples violence, adding deeper darkness to a night already devoid of stars. Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate: Only love can do that."
--Martin Luther King, Jr.
I've written some poetry I don't understand myself. ~Carl Sandburg
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Spinner on May 19, 2004can't make it tonight, I'm afraid, but I'll definitely remember the name for next time I'm in NYC. good luck tonight!
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Lerart on May 19, 2004well. I know your pretty far away but if you really have nothing to do come up to nyc tonight lol. Ill be performing at the home of slam poetry the nuyorcan poetry club
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Spinner on May 19, 2004I'm around D.C., so there's plenty of places close by-- any suggetions would be great though, 2 weeks into summer and already I'm bored off my ass.
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Lerart on May 19, 2004ah i was scared shitless to get up in front of people till i found slam poetry from an english teacher at school. its the only thing i can do in front of people without being nervous because i dont have to worry about what people think about me. But hey everyone is different. Where you from? I can give you some good places to listen to some GREAT slammers
