The choppy compass by albery rinash

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Submission Name: The choppy compass dots

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Author:	albery rinash
ASL Info:	18/M/USA
Elite Ratio:	8 - 86/40/22
Words:	64

Class/Type:	Rant/Comedy
Total Views:	140
Average Vote:	No vote yet.
Bytes:	458

Description:
What follows is blubber, and may be hazardous to your intelligence.

The choppy compass dots

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The dog has bit his shaggy tail, and spun the choppy circle round.

Can soundless roar, can dirging sighs,
Prevent the fatal infant’s cries?

The bee, the bird can not impede
the bomb's steadfast trajectory.
The mongrel bites its backward tail,
but can not tug and lead it hence
oh! shows it its prophetic eye
the circles of eternity?

Submitted on 2007-11-02 19:38:22 Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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||| Comments |||
Not Bad at all!!!
Your style of writing is refreshingly different then what I normally read
I must admit the change was very enjoyable
To me you are describing how sadly people are what my Uncle used to call Sheeple
We have sadly forgotten how to be our own True self and allow our minds and body to be what everyone else is
The Question one needs to seriously ponder is simply
WHAT EVER HAPPENEND TO ORIGANALITY
Excellent Job Indeed!!!
God Bless
Ron
Please if you get a chance Please take a look at some of my writes and let me know what you think
Thank You
Ron
| Posted on 2007-11-03 00:00:00 | by Ronswords | [ Reply to This ]
Reminds me of two poems:

Coming Through the Rye

by Robert Burns
(1759-1796)
Coming thro' the rye, poor body,
Coming thro' the rye,
She draiglet a' her petticoatie
Coming thro' the rye.

O, Jenny's a' wat, poor body;
Jenny's seldom dry;
She draiglet a' her petticoatie
Coming thro' the rye.

Gin a body meet a body
Coming thro' the rye,
Gin a body kiss a body -
Need a body cry?

Gin a body meet a body
Coming thro' the glen,
Gin a body kiss a body -
Need the warld ken?

There is a longer version, but, nonetheless, the language is similar.
This poem, as well:

The Good Morrow
John Donne

I wonder, by my troth, what thou and I
Did, till we loved; were we not weaned till then,
But sucked on country pleasures, childishly?
Or snorted we in the Seven Sleepers’ den?
‘Twas so; but this, all pleasures fancies be.
If even any beauty I did see,
Which I desired, and got, ‘twas but a dream of thee.

And now good morrow to our waking souls,
Which watch not one another out of fear;
For love, all love of other sights controls,
And makes one little room, an everywhere.
Let sea-discoverers to new worlds have gone,
Let maps to others, worlds on worlds have shown,
Let us possess our world; each hath one, and is one.

My face in thine eye, thine in mind appears,
And true plain hearts do in the faces rest;
Where can we find two better hemispheres,
Without sharp North, without declining West?
Whatever dies, was not mixed equally;
If our two loves be one; or thou and I
Love so alike that none do slacken, none can die.
| Posted on 2007-11-02 00:00:00 | by JenFlynn | [ Reply to This ]

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