Cerulean Posted December 21, 2006 Report Posted December 21, 2006 A Birthday Poem - with apologies to Rhina P. Espaillat From blue, to mage, to mate, to friend a smile unfastens like a gate - a gaze, a tale a ghost she knows she cannot name the thing, she shows a word - and distance will not wait for blues, a mage, a mate, a friend. There is a circle, tight and close through laughter written when it's late of gazes, tales and ghosts she knows who leap at life, who frown at those who'd intercept the call to fate from blue, to mage, to mate, to friend her birthday wishes: river flows through deserts, snowhills, England's haze from blue, to mage to mate to friend a gaze, a tale, a ghost she knows. I hope you have a fantabulous day J - and I want the photies! *loves and huges* C.
Scarlett O'Harpy Posted December 21, 2006 Report Posted December 21, 2006 Finnius was my dinnius If ever there was a husband worth his salt twas Finnius - and worth his pepper too. Some may have labelled my actions assault, but what's a girl with appetites to do? I offered to return the ring (of course) and never claimed my dues from his estate. But shares went up in ketchup and brown sauce and how I loved the scrape of knife on plate... Lashings of lipstick and widowly wonderful wishes from the red one.
Peredhil Posted December 21, 2006 Report Posted December 21, 2006 Happy Birthday Lil' Blue One. Is the blue from the temperature in Canada?
Finnius Posted December 21, 2006 Report Posted December 21, 2006 Aww, shucks, guys. On Being 24 Another year has flown away, Taking with it joy and sorrow, The promise of the coming days, Of one more shining new tomorrow, And leaving me these creaky joints, An aching back and wobbly knees, A few more interesting points, On the atlas that is me, But also bringing newfound friends, And old ones that I've rediscovered, New beginnings, long-sought ends, Dreams I'd have are now uncovered, In the light of one more year, One more half-decade has missed me, And yet, I realize with fear, Now I'm nearly halfway fifty. Seriously, it's my first birthday in like at least five years where I'm not sick, dieing, or working, and I'm actually having a blast. Thanks, guys! *hugs and love*
Wyvern Posted December 22, 2006 Report Posted December 22, 2006 Wyvern wanders into the Cabaret Room in an unfashionably late manner, hopping past Peredhil and maneuvering his way around Tanuchan in the hopes of avoiding Scarlett's (baited) line of sight. The overgrown lizard brushes past Cerulean with a playful tail nudge and promptly turns to Finnius, striking a razor-toothed grin in his direction. He grabs the blue man's hand and shakes it vigorously. "Long time no sssee Fin', hope ya had a great one!" Wyvern rummages through his pouch and pulls out a small card, which he waves in Finnius's direction. "Should I file thisss with the other poems, or you wanna read it now? It'sss just a lil' something I riffed for the Godfather of haikus himself..." Finnius snatches the card out of Wyvern's claw and squints at the jagged letters scrawled across it, barely making out the lines through his superior haiku-reading skills. --- Reaching Fifty Cent? Youth haikus to sing, just cling blue chains for bling bling. --- "Ya really shouldn't worry... if you're only halfway to 50 Cent, that means you only have around 137 more bullet woundsss to worry about out." Wyvern snorts and pats Finnius on the back. "Just don't go TOO commercial on us, alright? Last thing I wanna see is a Finnius poetry book where all the lines start with 'All Platinum Rims'..." ;-) OOC: Happy Belated, Finnius. :-) Hope you had a great one.
Finnius Posted December 22, 2006 Report Posted December 22, 2006 I did, and thanks for the haiku. Hopefully I won't make it to that particular fifty, though.
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