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Let Morrissey read your journal? Would you feel comfortable if he read your poetry? I would be mortified! :squiffy:
 
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Let Morrissey read your journal? Would you feel comfortable if he read your poetry? I would be mortified! :squiffy:

i would be comfortable enough to let him. I'd love to hear what he thinks about it.. even if he doesn't like it. The things i write are the things i feel and i could never be ashamed of what i feel because that's part of who i am and i'm proud to be the way i am.
 
i would be comfortable enough to let him. I'd love to hear what he thinks about it.. even if he doesn't like it. The things i write are the things i feel and i could never be ashamed of what i feel because that's part of who i am and i'm proud to be the way i am.

Right on! :thumb:
 
Don't write a journal anymore.
Ain't writ a poem for quite a while.
Ran out of ink two months before.
Forgotten all my sense of style.

:(
 
Don't write a journal anymore.
Ain't writ a poem for quite a while.
Ran out of ink two months before.
Forgotten all my sense of style.

:(

No ire, no fire, no love or lust
To spur the couplets from my pen.
My diary sits and gathers dust
An unnoteworthy day, again.

:(
 
Good heavens, no.
 
I would feel very uncomfortable because everything I write is so generic.
 
No ire, no fire, no love or lust
To spur the couplets from my pen.
My diary sits and gathers dust
An unnoteworthy day, again.

:(

Once I rejoiced in rhyming play
But now I fiddle with my bling
And now the Muse has flown away
Who gives a damn, just pass the gin.

:(
 
The day I have time for a journal will be when I'm pushing up daisys.:(
 
Let Morrissey read your journal? Would you feel comfortable if he read your poetry?

Well I let Anthony Trollope write on my toilet paper. I'm very open minded.

Are you looking for the journals section on the site? Ok, go down Swords Forest, turn left at Kewpie, cross the main page, go past Slashdot, turn around, and it's the fifth on your right.

Dudu and TCM, are you both serhai kukillers?:eek: Fookinskerry to rhyme naturally, as natural as rain in Kerry but not to fookinme! :eek:
 
Once I rejoiced in rhyming play
But now I fiddle with my bling
And now the Muse has flown away
Who gives a damn, just pass the gin.

:(

The moonlight floods the blank page. That's
Cold Midnight's taunt to throw at me.
My boxes of cremated cats
Could come up with more poetry.
 
Well I let Anthony Trollope write on my toilet paper. I'm very open minded.

Are you looking for the journals section on the site? Ok, go down Swords Forest, turn left at Kewpie, cross the main page, go past Slashdot, turn around, and it's the fifth on your right.

Dudu and TCM, are you both serhai kukillers?:eek: Fookinskerry to rhyme naturally, as natural as rain in Kerry but not to fookinme! :eek:


Just make sure Tony's ink's dry before you use the lav, Barking.
 
The moonlight floods the blank page. That's
Cold Midnight's taunt to throw at me.
My boxes of cremated cats
Could come up with more poetry.

I've tried it all, I should retire
Not moonlight, cats, or tea or frink
If only poison could inspire
I'd bow my head, and take a drink.
 
I've tried it all, I should retire
Not moonlight, cats, or tea or frink
If only poison could inspire
I'd bow my head, and take a drink.


Or, caught in Neptune's lethal dance,
The brine sweet on my drowning lips
Cry forth a last, perfected stanza,
Ending: "Yikes! I've had my chips!"
 
I think this Morrissey character should just mind his own business and not go about reading other peoples' journals :D
 
how did this question even think itself up in your mind.

Well, stephsteph, I have a journal, and I do write poetry, and I thought it might be an interesting question.
 
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Well, stephsteph, I have a journal, and I do write poetry, and I thought it was a valid and interesting question.

I'd be mortified too.
 
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