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[Nov. 24th, 2009|02:07 pm] |
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What is black when you buy it, red when you use it, and gray when you throw it away? |
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[Oct. 31st, 2009|09:51 pm] |
[Filter: Private, in Hanalan]
Light a candle for myself. |
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[Oct. 26th, 2009|12:57 pm] |
Don't be fooled by me.
Don't be fooled by the face I wear
for I wear a mask. I wear a thousand masks-
masks that I'm afraid to take off
and none of them are me.
Pretending is an art that's second nature with me
But don't be fooled, for the Dragons' sake, don't be fooled.
I give you the impression that I'm secure
That all is sunny and unruffled with me
within as well as without,
that confidence is my name
and coolness my game,
that the water's calm
and I'm in command,
and that I need no one.
But don't believe me. Please! |
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[Sep. 30th, 2009|11:49 pm] |
This one is short yet marvellous in its simplicity.
If you say my name, I will disappear. |
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[Aug. 31st, 2009|11:35 pm] |
[Filter: Private, in Hanalan]
Trauma is always hard to put in the past. I know I should know and I do. |
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[Aug. 15th, 2009|10:33 pm] |
To celebrate.
A black dog stands in the middle of the road in a town painted black. There are no torches or any other source of light. A man is riding his horse towards the dog but turns in order to avoid it. How could the driver have seen the dog in time? |
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[Jul. 30th, 2009|12:56 pm] |
Titania, Queen of faeries.
Wife of Oberon. Lover of Bottom though only under duress.
The powerful brought low, thanks to a trickster's joke. |
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[Jul. 16th, 2009|10:06 am] |
[Hanalan]
It is always good to be able to celebrate, even if it must be subdued.
One day soon it will not be. So all hope. |
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[Jun. 28th, 2009|02:29 am] |
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A missing child. More memories of long ago.
May this story end better. |
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[Jun. 15th, 2009|03:33 pm] |
Water, water, every where,
And all the boards did shrink;
Water, water, every where,
Nor any drop to drink. |
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[May. 31st, 2009|12:02 pm] |
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I always was too tall. |
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[May. 20th, 2009|10:07 pm] |
[Hanalan]
It is a shame that real life riddles are not so easily solved. |
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[Apr. 21st, 2009|11:49 am] |
A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z |
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[Apr. 9th, 2009|09:37 am] |
This is still unanswered.
I saw a wonderful creature carrying
Light plunder between its horns.
Curved lamp of the air, cunningly formed,
It fetched home its booty from the day's raid
And plotted to build in its castle if it could,
A night-chamber brightly adorned.
Then over the east wall came two other creatures
Well known to earth-dwellers. Wonderful as well,
They seized back their booty and sent the plunderer home
Like an unwilling wanderer. The wretch went west,
Moved morosely and murderously on.
Dust rose to the heavens, dew fell on earth--
Night moved on. Afterwards no one
In the world knew where the wanderer had gone. |
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[Mar. 29th, 2009|04:30 pm] |
I am a wonderful help to women,
The hope of something to come. I harm
No citizen except my slayer.
Rooted I stand on a high bed.
I am shaggy below. Sometimes the beautiful
Peasant's daughter, an eager-armed,
Proud woman grabs my body,
Rushes my red skin, holds me hard,
Claims my head. The curly-haired
Woman who catches me fast will feel
Our meeting. Her eye will be wet.
Worry not, many more still have I. |
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[Mar. 9th, 2009|10:50 pm] |
[Hanalan]
Only the mediocre are always at their best. |
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[Feb. 23rd, 2009|08:30 pm] |
By request, though it is late.
Suckled by the sea, sheltered near shore;
Cradled in the cold catch of waves,
Footless and fixed--often I offered
To the sea-stream a stretch of mouth.
Now a man will strip my bonelike skin
From the sides of my body with a bright blade
And bolt my flesh, relish me raw:
A quick cuisine--crack to jaw.
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[Jan. 19th, 2009|10:20 pm] |
[Hanalan]
Let's try another one.
[Trade]
On earth this warrior is strangely born
Of two dumb creatures, drawn gleaming
Into the world, bright and useful to men.
It is tended, kept, covered by women--
Strong and savage, it serves well,
A gentle slave to firm masters
Who mind its measure and feed it fairly
With a careful hand. To these it brings
Warm blessings; to those who let it run
Wild it brings a grim reward.
I will answer questions to help. |
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[Nov. 4th, 2008|08:28 pm] |
I was an orphan before I was born
Cast without breath by both parents
Into a world of brittle death, I found
The comfort of kin in a mother not mine.
She wrapped and robed my subtle skin,
Brooding warm in her guardian gown,
Cherished a changeling as if close kin
In a nest of strange siblings. This
Mother-care quickened my spirit, my natural
Fate to feed, fatten, and grow great,
Gorged on love. Bating a fledgling
Brood, I cast off mother-kin, lifting
Windward wings for the wide road. |
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[Oct. 3rd, 2008|05:43 pm] |
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Fi I rotew a iddler, ouldw nyonea nswera hist imet? |
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