Drumdog79

I drum, write, sculpt, spar,parkour, live, love, & long. Tommorow I die.

Last seen on Nov 3 2:10 AM. Member since August 22, 2002.
I'm a pyrite eye poet for 1,091 comments.
My mood is , and quote is "Pain is weakness leaving the body.".
I am a 29 year old guy from California (United States)
When I'm not writing, I'm a Poet, prophet, musician, Tracuer, Land Surveyor, Author, Martial artist, visual artist, stuntman extrodinair.
I have 1,091 comments, 5 contests, 174 poems, 2 stories

My Poetry

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Another Wound in a Dress

130 lines, 2 comments, March 31. In Adult, Love, Pain, Personal
Invisible Samurai (haiku)

Cuts like ancient samurais

2 lines, 1 comment, March 18. In Nature
Wound in a Dress (and other related tales)

49 lines, 4 comments, March 16. In relationship, Adult
One more day

But down in hell, flames lick flesh;
Up on earth there's awckward breath

13 lines, 7 comments, October 14, 2008

My Stories

Self-analyzation (just some weird shit I'm working on)

Fighting A lot Means I Love You; or so I was made to believe. We are cohesive when most actively caustic. I was taught this by example, no verbal lesson

645 lines, 8 comments, July 30, 2004. In <200 lines, Other
The Heart Beat [contest poem]

680 lines, 3 comments, July 24, 2004. In <200 lines, Adult

Guest Book

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BermudaHighway on August 1, 2008

"Life in Reverse" is amazing. I'm not sure I understand what you mean by "Life's gate would need great girth." Maybe you could explain that line to me?

"Linger lastly
at our birth,

endure death's
degredation first."

Damn that's good.

Lot's of clever poetic devices used here but I'm sure you know what they are. A lot of poets have a hard time finding a midpoint where meaning and aesthetic can intersect, but this piece is perfectly balanced. You said something I'm interesting in knowing and you did it in a way that kept me rapt and left me impressed. You should try to re-post this one so more people will be likely to comment because it's just great.
drumdog79 on January 23, 2008

This computer sux and the internet won't let me submit a new poem so I'm putting it here.

Life in Reverse

I wish we could live
life in reverse;

make up for the fact
that we cannot rehearse.

Linger lastly
at our birth,

endure death's
degredation first.

Old age would not be
a curse,

though we would forget
how to converse.

Life's gate
would need great girth,

and surely the poet
would alter his verse.

But still I have
an unquenchable thirst

to begin life
in the back of a hearse;

kick open the doors
and out I'd burst

unwind my life line
in reverse.
lost-in-yesterday on August 23, 2006

thanks for your comments
drumdog79 on August 16, 2006

thanks for the reply, I realized you weren't my friend when I went to your myspace link. But hey, maybe we'll end up friends anyway.