Ozymandias Posted April 23, 2002 Report Posted April 23, 2002 I have seen a cat without a grin; I have seen a grin without a cat I have walked with an elephant in flight I've argued with a cat in a hat I have walked with the animals talked with the animals Before and after going through the wardrobe or the looking glass I have flown to Mars long before man could Shivered in the cold and marveled at its forests I cleared the peg-legged corpse from the spear in whale's side I felt in wonder and confusion as the baby kicked from the inside My nose has gone very runny for reasons very small as a low hum emanates from the downstairs hall I stand upon the hillside and feel the soft caress then gentle push upon my face I study and admire great leaders who were and have never been That is why I believe in things unseen Dedicated to a happy reunion for Tralla and her muse. Edited by: Ozymandias the Elder at: 4/23/02 4:28:54 pm
Gyrfalcon Posted April 23, 2002 Report Posted April 23, 2002 YAY! Go Ozymandias, for an excellent poem. *smiles* Go Tralla and her muse!
The Portrait of Zool Posted April 23, 2002 Report Posted April 23, 2002 Intrigueing poem. ~Zool~ Ancient, The Pen is Mightier than the Sword. Bard of Terra, Patron Saint of Aspiring Bards. Elder than dirt, more foolish than a jester, able to trip over the smallest logic in a single step. It's... Oh, you know.
Ozymandias Posted April 23, 2002 Author Report Posted April 23, 2002 No Rez, nothing *specially* inscrutable. sigh. (edit, edit) Thanks. {:>) Edited by: Ozymandias the Elder at: 4/23/02 3:35:35 am
Guest Rezure Posted April 23, 2002 Report Posted April 23, 2002 My has nose? Now in this case I know that's not what you meant to say. Great poem, though!
Guest Rezure Posted April 23, 2002 Report Posted April 23, 2002 That is great! except I don't understand what of yours has gone very runny? Or maybe I'm not supposed to?
Ozymandias Posted April 23, 2002 Author Report Posted April 23, 2002 Rrrrg. Fixed it, PROPERLY. {:>) Thanks again, Rez. Stupid sleep deprivation.
Cyril Darkcloud Posted April 23, 2002 Report Posted April 23, 2002 I have read words that have left in my mind imprinted pictures of places and times and faces and voices painted with colors of rhyme. I have read words that have opened my eyes to the seeing of mystery in the mundane of life and the brightness of suns shining within other skies. I have read the words of this poem with a smile remembering the feel of the touch on my mind of actions and notions I did not see first with my eyes. A very fine piece of work, Ozymandius. I thoroughly enjoyed it.
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