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[Katylina]

This thread was JustJon and AliceFuzzybutt approved.

You can post your creative writing pieces in this forum to share your ideas and get constructive criticism, if you so wish.

Keithy was my inspiration...

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[GodsFavoriteMan]

What's the word limit on this thing?

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[Furtherman]

It was a dark, stormy night. It really sucked because I had forgotten my tent.

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[A.J.]

All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy.
All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy.
All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy.
All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy.
All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy.
All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy.
All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy.
All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy.
All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy.
All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy.

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[DarkHippie]

Haven't we had a hundred bazillion of these and they never go anywhere?

And seriously, what is the word limit? I've never written a piece under 2000 words.

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[PanterA]

There's no word limit. just remember that most of us have short attention spans and our eyes hurt from reading a monitor for more then 20 minutes at a time.

So post your writings here and please ONLY constructive criticism. "That sucks" or "Never post that crap again" is not constuctive criticism and will only cause problems.

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[torker]

The night was moist.

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[East Side Dave]

The Flee and The Fly

The Fly said to the Flee
"I think you're better than me!"

But the Flee replied to the Fly
"I think you're better than I!"

So the Fly traded his "y"
And the Flee traded his "ee"

And the two left happily
The new Fly and the Flee!

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[Mike Teacher]

The night was moist.

My menton before of the loathsome Adjective. I'll pipe in here.

There is the thing.
There is the description of the thing.

In my opinion, a wayward adjective detracts, it sends the readers mind elsewhere. Assuming the above is 100% serious; when I read moist, my thoughts are elsewhere, and they dont have anything to do with amounts of liquid.

If I wanted to say the night was humid:

He stepped out onto the deck. Looking out over the seascape, he could see the shimmering of the stars, quite different fom a winters night, when they shone like still pinpricks in velvet. This was the summer, and the stars were a bit out of focus, a bit hazy. Feeling the beads of sweat form on his face; he headed back inside.

Rip it a new one, coz it was off the top of my head. I dislike the pinprick in velvet already, theres a better way, but...

Hemmingway = Thought and Action! You nail those too; the adjectives are redundant, unneeded.

I had two big "LIKE" with a circle and slash through them in a classroom, I would refer students to it when they would describe something. My suggestion: Dont tell me what its like, tell me what it Is.

this is why i write non-fiction exclusively.

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[stickyfingers]

"To whom it may concern,
I'm not made of steel.
When I get blind-sided,
My pain is quite real."


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[PanterA]

Her name is flowing through the wind,
your mind fills with joy.
You finally get down her pants,
and find out she's a boy.

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[sr71blackbird]

Theres a hole in the middle of the sea
Theres a log on the hole in the middle of the sea
Theres a bump on the log on the hole in the middle of the sea
Theres a frog on the bump on the log on the hole in the middle of the sea
Theres a fly on the frog on the bump on the log on the hole on the middle of the sea
Theres a wing on the fly on the frog on the bump on the log on the hole in the middle of the sea
Theres a flea on the wing on the fly on the frog on the bump on the log on the hole in the middle of the sea
Theres a gleam on the eye of the flea on the wing on the fly on the frog on the bump on the log on the hole in the middle of the sea


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[keithy_19]

Keithy was my inspiration...


GO ME!

"Never again"

Justify your statement with a fresh mouth
These words you're yelling mean nothing to me now
I know better then to ever fall for it again
I know better then to let you cause the pain I was in
Every time I remember your face
I have to turn away my mind
Forget the past it meant nothing
Nothing means anything
Cry these tears for me just for a night
It will provide me with satisfaction and make me right
I want to know that you still think about me too
So I can justify myself thinking about you
Every time I remember your face
I have to turn away my mind
Forget the past it meant nothing
Nothing means anything

Did you ever care?
You are such a good faker
Making this clear
You'll never love me

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[sr71blackbird]

One sunny day in the middle of the night.
Two dead boys got up to fight.
Back to back they faced each other.
Drew their swords and shot each other.
A deaf policeman heard the noise.
Came and shot the two dead boys.
If you dont believe this lie is true;
Ask the blind man, he saw it too!

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[mdr55]

I loved her with all my heart
with all my soul.
She made me feel special
made me feel whole.
After awhile...
she dumped me.
Now I hate her
damn fucking guts. :eg:

[keithy_19]

"faker"

There's a part of me that is fading
And I can't hold on to it any longer
Cause me and everyone else are all just faking
And maybe I am the best of them all
Hold on we can stare at the stars
Isn't that what your favorite band likes to sing about
And how you can get lost in a girls eyes
Though they may be right with that one
Maybe one and two can make four
If you really want it too so badly
But you won't ever make me see
How I am the one who should be apologizing
Hold on we can stare at the stars
Isn't that what your favorite band likes to sing about
And how you can get lost in a girls eyes
Though they may be right with that one

You laughed when I said I was serious
I laughed and played it off like a joke no fears
We laughed and walked away from us
I walked alone and chocked back my tears
Hold on we can stare at the sun
I wish your favorite bands burn the fuck up
You'll be happy with your decision I should wish the worse
But I don't but I don't I don't care cause this hurts

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[keithy_19]

"you won't"

Let me take in your scent and let me be the one to walk away
I've never had anything work out
I understand that you are happy and he is happy with you too
Can't blame him yet waiting for him to fuck this up
Give it time
If it's something you want you can't give up
Nothing good comes easy
But I wish it would I wish you would
So some times I feel like the weight of the world collapses on me
But when I see you your smile brightens my day
And I wish that maybe you would find it in your heart to realize
That I am all that you ever wanted
Give it time
If it's something you want you can't give up
Nothing good comes easy
But I wish it would I wish you would

She laughed
And I laughed
She smiled
And I smiled
She said
I was awesome
I laughed and smiled and said you too...
Give it time
If it's something you want you can't give up
Nothing good comes easy
But I wish it would I wish you would

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[keithy_19]

"new here"

She was new here and I was old
Everyone knew my name but her
Introduction introduce myself
God damn she was pretty

Funny how these feelings take off
A look in the wrong direction could turn out right
We made small talk told me where she was from
God damn she was pretty
And I want to look you in your eyes
See if I will turn to stone
And maybe if I don't
We could go and walk home
I've been looking for something to want
Just so happens that you came by and stopped
I could tell you jokes and you could force a smile
God damn she was pretty

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[keithy_19]

"God is tired"

God is tired
His voice is shot
Screaming lines for people
Who know nothing about

God is crying
On the inside
Wasting breaths day after day
And for what
Maybe it's a passing phase
Like the moon
Maybe the future is on its way
It couldn't come to soon
God is hurting and no one knows
Except for the cracking of his voice
The one that reigned supreme
The one that knew nothing less then greatness
Maybe it's a passing phase
Like the moon
Maybe the future is on its way
It couldn't come to soon

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[keithy_19]

I have so much more, but I'll take a break for a little bit.

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[Katylina]

Haven't we had a hundred bazillion of these and they never go anywhere?

And seriously, what is the word limit? I've never written a piece under 2000 words.

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Maybe you can post the link to your story like you did last time. That was a great idea!

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[mdr55]

Here I go
walking up the steps.
Ringing the bell
with her opening the door.
The girl of my dreams
I never knew it before.
She likes me
and I like her too.
We used to be good friends
but now we're just strangers.
All my life
I was searching for her
the girl of my dreams
that girl called __________

[Mike Teacher]

I read this in college, and it continues to fascinate; pretty famous among the military:

The Death of the Ball Turret Gunner
by Randall Jarrell


From my mother's sleep I fell into the State,
And I hunched in its belly till my wet fur froze.
Six miles from earth, loosed from the dream of life,
I woke to black flak and the nightmare fighters.
When I died they washed me out of the turret with a hose.


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[curtoid]

Great idea!

Most everything I write is really, really long (ha! big shock, I know), but maybe I'll link to it off site.

My current project is a "Dawn of the Dead" meets "Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy" book I'm cowrting with a friend in Ohio. Yes...we are both pissed at "Shaun of the Dead" coming out when it did, but it only goes to prove how HOT zombies are right now! Just like brown is the new black, Zombies are the new vampires! Besides, humerous zombie stories have been with us for a long time.

We had wanted to keep it short, but it has become a beast - already at 135,000 words, and we're still not quite done. It's going to have to be at least two books.

Here are some of our favorite chapter titles:

2. Eating a Nice Bush
7. Day of the Dogwash
11. Holy Shit
13. What's That Floating In The Gene Pool?
14. A Fistful of Dullards
19. Pom-Poms Stick in Your Teeth
23. Confessions of a Dangerous Mime
24. Cluster's Last Fuck
26. Moron This Later
27. I See London ~ I See France
28. Piece of Mine
30. Loretta Gets Back
32. Cretins of the Night
35. Feed Your Head
36. Myopic Pentameter
37. Tales of the Whistling Booger
42. The Answer
49. When Good Grief Goes Bad
54. American Head Hunter
59. Noncorprealus Decompmentus
60. See You In Toledo

There is a family named "Bennington" that play a rather important part in the story, and a "Sister Marie Whatley" is also mentioned.

It's been a lot of fun to write, but I'm ready for it to be done so we can go in and edit it all to hell.




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[Jack_Doff]

Keithy,

Glad to see you taking advantage of this, but post like one at a time or something. The bunch you have out there now feel almost like homework.

This is something you might want to check out: Contest (http://www.kenyonreview.org) It is run by Kenyon Review, a pretty reputable journal and it is open to High School Sophs and Juniors (I think you are one of those). I wish I had taken advantage of stuff like this when I was your age to build up a reputation and some writing credits. After you graduate college, you are competing with everyone who ever wrote, right now, you are competing against a much smaller group. Something you might want to look into.

As for the writing (and this is all my opinion):
1. I love the honesty of your writing. There is a lot of pain and heartfelt emotions in them which is impressive because you aren't hiding. I remember a teacher in high school remind me to step back a little bit, to try to distance myself a little bit from the feelings I had so I could paint the picture without coming out as bitter. And show us, please, don't just tell us that you are mad or hurt or happy.
2. Drop the full end rhyme. Where you use it, it sounds forced and a little like a nursery rhyme. I am a big fan of internal rhyme (two words in the same line have straight rhyme) or slant rhyme, the way tree and Keith have the same "e" sound to them.
3. I know you love music and it comes through in your work, but if I were writing these, I would try to cut out the refrain or choruses that you have in there, you know, the repeated lines. This is poetry, there is no room for excess and these lines seem like they are put there for the sake of a outline to ground your work. When you are writing the originals, this is fine. But as Eamon Grennan said to me once, when you get to the end, kick down the scaffolding. Everything that helped you write the piece that isn't actually the piece, cut out.
4. Writing about emotions are tough, they are abstractions and tough to describe.
"Let me take in your scent and let me be the one to walk away"
-Great line, very concrete, says so much, there is a lot of hurt in there from past relationships, the feeling when you are teetering on the edge of falling in love with someone but you don't want to get hurt again. That says so much more than
"I've never had anything work out"
As a matter of fact, the "I've never" line kind of insults your other line, steals its power.

I want to give you credit. While most people are joking about this, you put yourself out there in front of a bunch of people who are older and maybe not fans of poetry. That's brave. Keep up the good work, but give us one at a time so we can focus and give comments.

[East Side Dave]

But-but, my poem was serious! It was a moral about working with each other and insects and how insects can speak english!!

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[GodsFavoriteMan]

You're poem owned, East Side. When the fly and the flee changed the "y" and the "ee" I totally saw it as a metaphor for world peace and I started crying like a bitch. After a few hours I was finally able to calm down and really appreciate it for the work of art it is.

You get a gold star!

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[East Side Dave]

Thank you, God! Now that I think about it, it was about world peace.....................and insects speaking english!

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[Furtherman]

so much depends
upon

a red wheel
barrow

glazed with rain
water

beside the white
chickens

will it be able to
hold

all those chicken
heads

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[FMJeff]

is this a forum or a thread

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[East Side Dave]

It's a throrum!

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[Furtherman]

It's a forehead.

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[angrymissy]

Life is pain. Life is only pain.
We're all taught to believe
in happy fairytale endings
But there is only blackness.
Dark depressing loneliness
that eats at your soul.

Who needs that can of Barbie love anyway?
Everyone is just
walking around like a bunch of conformists,
Go ahead and wear your business suits
You can make thirty-four thousand dollars a year
And buy your condominium.
They're all zombies racing to their graves.
Love didn't work for my mom and dad,
Why should it work for me?

My dad is such an asshole,
Drunken bastard doesn't know I exist
But then he won't let me go to
the Skinny Puppy concert
Because my heroin-addict aunt is coming over for dinner.
Dinner? That's a laugh.
Just an excuse for my mom to bitch at me
For not wearing girly clothes like all the other Britney Spears wannabes in the school.

They're all a bunch of Nazi conformist cheerleaders.

Though life is only pain
The point of living is just to make life more miserable for the conformists.

If you want to be one of the non-conformists,
All you have to do is dress just like us
And listen to the same music we do.

Shallow life, drowning alone
I gasp for air.
Coldness creeps over pale skin.
There is sadness so deep it pulls me down
Happiness dies
In a deep dark sea.

Happiness dies.

There is darkness all around me
Deep piercing black
I cannot breathe
My heart has been raped.
I miss seeing you so much
I want to slice my eyes out with razorblades.

You'd like to wait till I was dead, wouldn't you?
You'd like to see the maggots eat my face.
Conformist bitch.

Conformist,
Have fun in your rat-race life
Living paycheque to paycheque for corporate gains.

You can't be a non-conformist if you don't drink coffee.

I am breathing deep
The darkness that envelopes my soul.
You'd like to fill my head with Disney lies of how perfect the world is?
Why don't you just go back to your Justin Timberlake you conformist asshole?
You don't know what real pain is.

I'm not going to live in a third world country
With all the conformists.

People shouldn't care about me
Because I don't care about them.
What's the point of caring
When all it brings is pain?

Another tortured soul
Another life of pain.

Did your girlfriend step on your heart
With stiletto shoes?

I'm going to go to the graveyard to write poems

About death and how pointless life is.


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[Furtherman]

I THINK that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree
Or perchance
A cheesesteak.


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[Katylina]

is this a forum or a thread

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It made my heart sing.

I'm not the administrator. I was just told that they like the idea and to make this thread. Do what ever you want with it. I wouldn't want to be too thrifty and make it only a thread when it's really a forum. What do you suggest?


EDIT: I would like it to be a forum, but since I have not the powers necessary to do this, alas it is only a thread.
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[keithy_19]

"Tonight will be the death of something beautiful"

You make me feel like hell
With all the words you tell
I am stuck behind your lie
But I'm still buying all your lines

I will never smoke a cigarette
Only because it reminds me of your breath
I'll take away all evidence of me
I'll take your lips and your breathing

Your favorite answer is `I don't know'
But they roll of your tongue so slow
It made me realize that you won't be there
I finally realized that you don't care

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[Katylina]

I will never smoke a cigarette
Only because it reminds me of your breath


Ew that's nasty.

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[keithy_19]

Ew that's nasty.


She had a bad habit. Don't make you a bad person.

And she would try not to smoke around me. What a nice gal, huh? Whore.

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[JPMNICK]

What a nice gal, huh? Whore.


This is the best thing you have written so far in this thread.

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[East Side Dave]

There once was a gopher named Micky
Who was friends with a mouse named Nicky
They jumped in a jar
Filled of poo, glue, and tar
And now they're smelly and sticky!

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[East Side Dave]

(that was another one about world peace)

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[keithy_19]

"nothing good could come of this"

The grass is green and the sky is blue
The birds are chirping the mail men whispering `how do you do'
A car stopped and let me cross the street
And a sidewalk kid with a boom box went along with my beat

I walked on home and it hurt to laugh
About the way you said I was
Nothing good could come out of what you said
Except for the ever present thought about death

And the sky was blue
And the grass was green
And I'm thinking of you
And you know me

You said something about dignity
Don't you know that it was something I packed in
For a cheap laugh because you told me to live in the moment
Now I feel used and abused and alone

I wished you away but you came back
Struck me dead like a heart attack
And the mail man laughed and hopped in your car
As you sped away leaving me implanted in the tar

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[Mike Teacher]

It's a throrum!


It's a Theremin!

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[A.J.]

It's a Theremin!

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[GodsFavoriteMan]

A Christmas Poem

by Stan Ferguson

There is no snow, but it's kind of cold
My nephew's young, my grandma's old
It's now past noon, I'm still in bed
The decorations are green and red
When I was a kid, I was up by five
Now I relax and listen to Live.

The food is good, fresh from Food Lion
As you can see, my family's stopped tryin'
I got a check for 100 dollars
and 2 dress shirts with butterfly collars.

And though it's dull and seems quite dreary
I'll tell you something that is most cheery.
I wouldn't have it another way
Than with my family on Christmas Day.



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[angrymissy]

man, I should bust out my old "collapse" poem that I had to do for our schools coffeehouse one year. so full of teenaged angst, with "I want to die" overtones... well the day before I was supposed to read it at the coffeehouse, I ended up in the hospital with an ulcer, and someone had to go up and say "Missy is in the hospital so I'm reading this poem for her"... everyone thought I tried to off myself and at the next coffeehouse I had people coming up to me going "nice poem by the way... HOW ARE YOU DOING IS EVERYTHING OK".

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[DarkHippie]

Maybe you can post the link to your story like you did last time. That was a great idea!
That's wholly dependant upon the grace of the publishing industry.

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[Katylina]

Using Behavioral Psychology to Score: A Comprehensive Guide to Applied Behavior Analysis and Sex


B.F. Skinner, one of the great minds behind behavior analysis, has a scientific method of teaching that includes step-by-step instruction, reinforcement, and in depth analysis of behaviors and why they occur. These methodologies can finally be applied to something useful and meaningful-getting laid.

Sample- Single, heterosexual males between the ages of eighteen and forty fit into the category of "horny and non-discriminatory." Single, heterosexual females between the ages of eighteen and forty-five fit into the "desperate and lonely" category. Race is not an issue since the need to have sexual intercourse is a universal problem. The ideal setting for such experiments would be in the local bar/dance club where the alcohol is plentiful and the rooms are dark.

Methodology- The first step in winning the affection of the female is to figure out what to use as a reinforcer. A reinforcer is defined as something that will stimulate the female party making her want to perform deeds of the male's choice. One common way to find out what is reinforcing for the lady is to set in front of her different reinforcing objects (i.e. dildo, candy, alcohol, cake etc.). Note which objects she attends to most frequently and use them as the reinforcing objects.

The second step of this experiment is to establish the male as a reinforcer . Doing things such as taking her out to dinner, meeting her family, and whispering words of her beauty while watching a sunset are ways of establish a positive rapport. Once this is established, you move on to step three, which is using positive and negative reinforcement to acquaint your lady friend to the penis.

Positive reinforcement is defined as making an appropriate behavior stay through the introduction of reinforcers. For example, every time the woman touches the male's penis he inserts a dildo in her vagina. She enjoys this feeling so she continues to handle the male's member. By applying the dildo you are maintaining the positive behavior.

Negative reinforcement is defined as introducing an object or action that is not pleasing to a situation to stop an inappropriate behavior. An example of this would be every time the lady gives oral sex she bites down with her teeth. Every time the male feels her teeth on his penis, he will stick his finger in her anus. She does not like this, so she will stop biting down on the penis. This continued process of negative reinforcement should lead to ultimate distinction of the inappropriate behavior.

Sometimes physical prompts are needed to initiate the first sexual encounters. Our ultimate goal is to fade the physical prompts until the female is emitting the correct behaviors independently.

Here is a common scenario that occurs during the first sexual interaction between male and female partners: The male wants the female to lick under his testicles while giving oral sex. First, he gently places his hand on top of her head and pushes it down to the place where he wants her to be. He then gives the command, "lick my balls," and reinforces her independent responses by placing his finger in her vagina and rubbing her clitoris. Each time that the female gives oral sex, he will fade his physical prompt (i.e. touch her head once to signify go down) until she licks the testicles independently.

Sometimes non-compliance may occur during these behavioral trials. There are two reasons why non-compliance occurs-attention seeking and avoidance. First you define the behavior that occurs (the female gives an attitude). Next, you define the antecedent or the event that happened prior to the behavior (the man looked at another female). Last, you define the consequence, or results, of this behavior (the male gives the female a rose).

Alas, non-compliance that is defined as avoidance can be a very touchy subject. Let's say that the behavior is crying, and the antecedent is the male giving oral sex to the female. The mos

[keithy_19]

Kat, I was just gunna post that same thing! Except at the end, it would have said "Or you could always slip her a roofy and make her feel beautiful".

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[torker]

until the female is emitting


I love when girl's emit

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Tip-Toe

I tip-toed
in the garden
of thumb tacks,
ouch!

Ouch!
Ouch, ouch, ouch!
Ouch!


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What I Said What

So much has already been said, with so much more yet to say, while so little has been said, by those whose opinions aren't worth saying.

"And nothing that's going to be said, hasn't been said better before by someone who hasn't said anything worth saying in years," someone once said.




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[keithy_19]

"Beast"

There is a dog that lives in my town
He's big and mean and has teeth that could kill
I walk by him every single day
And every day he tries to hop the fence

One day when the leaves were dying
I walked by the dog and it jumped
I was feeling brave and alive
He ripped me limb from limb

I forgot everything that ever happened
Every memory was erased from my mind
The dog promised me freedom from my fears
But I couldn't survive getting over them

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[keithy_19]

Wow, this thread bomed.

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[mikeyboy]

or bombed even

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[torker]

Beast


"Creature"

There is a dog that lives in my township
He's huge and nasty and has teeth that could slay
I walk by him every single day
And every day he tries to jump the fence

One time when the leaves were dying
I walked by the dog and it took a dive
I was feeling brave and alive
He shredded me limb from limb

I fail to remember everything that ever happened
Each memory was erased from my brain
The dog promised me freedom from my pain
But I couldn't survive getting over them

Now it's mine....Andrew Dice Clay



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[East Side Dave]

That's one mean dog!

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[jeffdwright2001]

I have something I wouldn't mind getting feedback on, but it's right around 2000 words.

Thats seems like a lot to put up here (7 pages double spaced in word).



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we're the stoners rock n roll
drink a fifth and smoke a bowl
we're the stoners we got class
fuck with us we'll kick your ass
to all you fucks who think you're cool
think again, us stoners rule!

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[mikeyboy]

Thats seems like a lot to put up here (7 pages double spaced in word).


That seems pretty long for a "Dear Penthouse Forum" letter.

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[jeffdwright2001]

Thats seems like a lot to put up here (7 pages double spaced in word).


That seems pretty long for a "Dear Penthouse Forum" letter.


You try finding a short way of writing "rockoutwithyacockout and transexual".



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[keithy_19]

Just to let you know, the dog is symbolic of something else. It's not just a dog.

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[Katylina]

Tip-Toe

I tip-toed
in the garden
of thumb tacks,
ouch!

Ouch!
Ouch, ouch, ouch!
Ouch!


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[BooBooKittyFuck]

Moses supposes his toeses are roses
as Moses supposes his toeses to be.
But Moses he knowses his toeses are'nt roses
as Moses supposes his toeses to be.

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[keithy_19]

"16 was meant to mean more then this"

You left without me by your side
I left with out my girl in my life
One night to long and I blame myself
Manic depression lets me know I am still alive

I've been up all night calling your name
And you don't hear me because he's better
I know that you were right to leave me
I never treated you like you deserved

You kept me clean and smiling
The first time in my life when I was sure of something
I remember the first day that we kissed and you waited on your door step and watched me walk away
I want to go back to what we had and I wish we could stay

I'll tell myself
It takes two to tango
And I'm caught in a slow dance
And the music just won't stop playing

I'll take my memories of you
I'll chase them away with this bottle
You won't ever hear of me again
Suicides a cop out so I think I'll leave instead

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[keithy_19]

"My Sweetheart"

It's just you and me in this room
You're in control and you know it
I could spend days in my bed motionless without you
And you know it and you laugh mock me

You look so pretty
And I know you're only going to hurt me
You go everywhere I go
I bleed myself out for you

You are my highest honor
You are what makes me unique
You are my greatest hate
You are the one with whom I wake

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[Jack_Doff]

Keep it up Keith. It takes a long time to find your voice as a writer, and if you do, your voice will probably change again. In your work, I see a lot of promise that will appear with time and practice. But rejoice! You can still win the Yale Young Poet Award until you are 45, so you have plenty of time.
If I were a teacher, I would ask you to write about something concrete, a pen, a picture or a place you've been. Describe it as best you can physically. For the love of God, don't tell me how you feel about it. Your writing will tell me what you are feeling. It's the whole "sentiment, not sentimental" thing.
And the "two to tango" thing...You can do better than that tired old cliche.

In the meantime, you might want to look into these. (I'm not pushing anything or associated with these websites, nor do I know much about them, but they might be worth checking out.)
Writers with Disabilities (http://www.abilitymaine.org/breath/write.html)

For High Schoolers (http://artsci.wustl.edu/~english/writing/writingaward.htm)

[Mike Teacher]

If I were a teacher, I would ask you to write about something concrete, a pen, a picture or a place you've been. Describe it as best you can physically. For the love of God, don't tell me how you feel about it. Your writing will tell me what you are feeling.


Nice!!!!

You Should be a Teacher;

I think its out of Pirsig's Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance where the teacher asks the student to write about anything in town. And the student sits there; absolutely no idea what to write about.

Teacher: OK then pick a street and write about it. Still nothing. Teacher: OK pick a building on the street. City Hall. Nothing.

So the teacher asks the student: 'At City Hall, the buildings made of brick. Pick one. Write about That single brick on that building. I want to know absolutely everything about that single brick...'

And off the student goes, writing feverishly...

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[GodsFavoriteMan]

The Raging Toaster

by Stan Ferguson

The toaster screams with angst and pain
A life lived in pity and in vain
It no longer works for it burns the bread
To ashes and ashes until it is dead.

The toaster believes that it's life is over
Ever since he's moved to Dover
There's nothing there, nothing for fun
This toaster's days are all but done

The bread it's seen come and go
Has popped from him in rain and snow
He wails with tears streaming from his cheeks
And dies of shock and too many tweaks.

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[Mike Teacher]

From my Guitar Instructor from 1986-1995:

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A characteristic of craft is effortlessness. The quality of our application is measured by how little effort we need to discharge any particular piece of work. In the world of commerce a great amount of effort is put into doing very little. In guitar playing this includes wild facial and bodily contortions while hitting an open E. A leap across the stage may be an act of craft, gracefully expressed. If so, it will be recognisable by the effortlessness of the leap.

How well we do-what-we-do is measured by how little is needed by us to do-what-we-do. Can we do nothing for half an hour? If not, it's unlikely that we can do something for half an hour. Can we sit and intentionally do nothing for thirty minutes?

A characteristic of craft is its timelessness. In the presence of craft we are close to an eternal moment; in commerce, we rush from one moment to the next. Sometimes in craft the requirement is to move rapidly, but this rapid motion will never be rushed. The right speed is never in a hurry. It is the speed that it is, whatever the external measurement of its progress through time might be. A characteristic of craft is its lack of regard for effect. Craft has nowhere to go. It is already where it's going. Craft demands nothing for itself: craft is it's own necessity.


If the musician is drawn to the life of craft, craft may be experienced as a gift given readily and freely. What is required of us is that we accept it. This requirement is a demand only to the extent that we make a demand of ourselves.

In commerce, the musician makes music. In craft, the music makes the musician.

The musician of craft acts on principle, and moves from intention. Our playing is not accidental. In this way, nothing is wasted. A principle is an instruction in qualitative endeavour, and is true for all of us.

These are ten important principles for the practice of craft:

Act from principle.
Begin where you are.
Define your aim simply, clearly, briefly.
Establish the possible and move gradually towards the impossible.
Exercise commitment, and all the rules change.
Honor necessity.Honor sufficiency.
Offer no violence.
Suffer cheerfully.
Take our work seriously, but not solemnly.


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[keithy_19]

November

The air was stale. The noices from outside my room were those of beeps, wheels moving, and crutches tapping the white floor. Everything was white. The clothing they wore, the walls, the floors, the desk, the bed sheets were even white.

A man of asian decent came into my room and told me to stay still, they needed to take more blood. They said I was a great patient, I was honestly just to weak to fight him. He said eight viles was all that was needed. I sighed and layed back in my bed and held my momthers hand. I looked at her and I could see in her eyes that she wished she could take whatever was ailing my body and place it upon herself. I would never want that for her. She had done enough for me. She even slept in the chair that was by my bedside. I rememebr waking up one night while a nurse was checking my vitals, I looked over to her and smiled. She smiled back. It provided me with much comfort.

The doctor took the needle out of my arm and said thank you. It wasn't like I had a choice. He walked away and II could hear the glass viles clang together. I was terrified of needles, but in that room I knew I had to be brave. Not for me, but for my mom.

A few minutes passed and I was sitting in a more upright position as the asian doctor came back into my room. He had a look on his face that amde me know something was wrong. He smiled and said how the lab messed up. They had mislabeled a vile and they need to take another vile of my blood. I asked if I could wait for tomorrow, but my mom and him both said that I should just get it over with now. I didn't want to have the metal in my body anymore, but I had no strength to fight. My eyes were heavy and I nodded that I would. It took all of a few seconds to be done. He apologized for the mix up and said something about busting some heads down at the lab. I smiled and thanked him. He was a good doctor. My favorite in the pediatric ward.

Later that day, I stumbled to my feet. I needed to walk. Needed to stretch. I stumbled on ym feet and nearly fell down several times. I clutched my mom for support and we walked to the area where they kept frozen foods. Juice and sherbet mostly. I decided on the sherbert and walked back to my bed. There was an impression of my body. Horrible bed I thought. It's trying to become me.

I sat down and I ate my sherbert. I remember thinking that it was very good. Maybe because it was finally soemthing that didn't look so bland. The bright green and the lime flavor made me remember what it was like to be outside. I longed to go outside and just watch the world turn. Anything would be better then where I was. My thoughts were shaken when I heard a little child coughing. I looked out my door and saw a young girl, no older then five with no hair and multiple wires hooked up to her small fragile body. I remember thinking that I'm lucky.

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[keithy_19]

So now it's dead. Let er' go Keith, let er' go.

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[Contra]

I read some interesting, and very creatively funny stuff in this thread. I guess I'll contribute and keep the thread going.

The glimmer of your eyes
The sparkle of your smile
The emotion in your tears
Your unique sense of style
The sound of your voice
Either sad or ecstatic
The trust you put in me
Your loyalty automatic
You laying next to me
In my arms secure and tight
Holding you close
All through the night
The taste of your lips
Twice I had that pleasure
Locked away in my memory
An unforgettable treasure
But most of all just having you here
In all your beauty
You cast away my fear
You bring a smile to my face
You put a flutter in my heart
And I can say with all honesty
I hate us being apart

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[Bulldogcakes]

From the Movie "Unforgiven"
"I'm a writer"
"errr, of what, like letters and such?"

P.S. Curtiod. Hilarious! I think you broke every rule of good writing. Funny shit!

[Bulldogcakes]

[quote]I will never smoke a cigarette
Only because it reminds me of your breath


Ew that's nasty.

"I'll never suck another cock, because it reminds me of your breath "
(not you Katlyna, I just couldnt resist)

[keithy_19]

Ew that's nasty.



Sure is. She was a good kisser though.

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[Jack_Doff]

Keef: The November Piece is good. You are really whittling down your work and focusing more concrete than abstract. Combine this with the fact that you are passionate about your subject, be it chicks or your illness, and this makes for some moving work.
As for specifics on this piece, I like the opening, it starts out with a lot of physical stuff. I want to see you expand it a lot more. When I think hospital, I'm thinking cold and clinical and I think you have that there, I just think that if you zoom in even a little closer than you have, it might get across the feeling you are trying to create.
You do a nice job talking about your moms. Her sleeping next to your bed and then helping you stumble down the hallway says so much more about your relationship than the throwaway "she wished she could take whatever was ailing my body..." line. That's commentary and you don't want/need it. Your work says what you want to convey without coming out and saying it.
There is also a lot of commentary at the end. I Want to see more of this little girl, how frail she is, what her bald head really looked like, the way you could see her veins through her skin. The more detail, I think, you put in on her, the less you have to tell me how lucky you are feeling.
On a side note, you might want to change the person of the story. Go from 1st person to 3rd, but keep it an honest 3rd, don't go into the characters head, let all the actions speak for themselves. Get a little distance from it and it might give you a better perspective on writing it without so much commentary. Good job overall, keep it up.

[keithy_19]

Ok, this is a song I wrote. That's why there's a chorus.

"About a boy"

It just gets so hard when I'm always real with myself
A few inches too short just an inch short to reach the shelf
I don't know where all of these feelings begin
I'm a few inches to short way to pale and too thin
Recognize that I am nothing special
Realize that I'm going to die alone
Come to terms that everything I once believed in
Means nothing to me any, any more
Sleep comes with pills that I am addicted too
Memories, when I look at the past it hurts cause there's nothing I can do
I've made so many mistakes that I wonder if any thing matters
I'm starring into this mirror and waiting for the glass to shatter
Recognize that I am nothing special
Realize that I'm going to die alone
Come to terms that everything I once believed in
Means nothing to me any more, any more

Come and get me
I don't care anymore
Just promise not to leave me
I'll take the hurt as long as it's for sure

I'll stop trying if you ask me
Won't take much to make me change my mind
I want to do right but I'm so sore
But what does the right thing matter anymore

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[Iamnotatool]

I just read this thread, and I now want to shoot myself.


Thats to say nothing about the writing being bad, which its not. Just more about my mood.

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[Bulldogcakes]

I just read this thread, and I now want to shoot myself.


Wait! Wait just a minute tool, I know I have my gun around here somewhere. Just hold that thought for just a minute. . . . . . .dammit where is it?. . . . . . .

Ow! Hey! Get that net offa me! Ouch! Help!! Somebody HELP!!!!

[DJEvelEd]

Vagina Haiku #43:



I am Vagina
Everyone wants to get in
My pink pouting lips

Lovely Vagina
My scent is one of a kind
Love me and keep me

Giant Vagina
I'm bad and I'm nationwide
I can fit you all

Vagina Vagi
Vagina Vagina Va
Vagi Vagina

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[Iamnotatool]

Ed, that's not even haiku.


Bulldogdbag, thanks for the effort.

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[keithy_19]

Ed, that's not even haiku.


5-7-5.

Looks like a haiku to me.

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[GodsFavoriteMan]

It's not a haiku. It's several haikus. So it should be Vagina Haiku's number 43- whatever.

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Peanuts

Yum-yum
nutsies
crack 'em
smack 'em
nutsies
walnuts boo
peanuts yay!

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[torker]

Too heavy too light,
Too black or too white,
Too wrong or too right,
Today or tonight
My scrotum
Too rich too poor,
She's wanting me less
And I'm wanting her more
The bitter taste is my scrotum

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No, no, not 'ra ra ra ra', 'la la la la'!
Try again.

[keithy_19]

"January highs and lows"

She said I was a nice guy
She couldn't nice guys where she is from
I just was myself and I guess it worked out
But then again it depends on what worked out means

And so I came by your place
Saw you waiting outside on the steps leading up to your porch
And I said under my breath she is really pretty
And tomorrow I'm going to hate myself
I got something right but I'm not ready to believe
In myself in you my dear
I thought I found a way to release teenage angst
But turns out it just led to more
She said I was a nice guy
Nice guys weren't available where she was
And I stared in her eyes and lied
Who's the nice guy now
I got something right but I'm not ready to believe
In myself in you my dear
I thought I found a way to release teenage angst
But turns out it just led to more

Hate me if you must I'd do the same
I hate myself as it is how it stands today
Maybe when I figure out what is wrong with me
If you're still willing, I don't expect you to

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[mdr55]

I read this thread
for school
I thought it was
really cool
I copied several of the poems
and handed them into my english class
I hoping these
poetries
will help me pass the class.
If I don't get an A or B,
these poems
weren't as good
as I thought they
would be.
Thanks for nothing.

[torker]

Happy Birthday

Happy 1st birthday to Murky and Meat-Paws.

Thank you for the love you have added to my life.

Love,
Daddy



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[DJEvelEd]

Vagina Haiku #43a 43b 43c 43d:



I am Vagina
Everyone wants to get in
My pink pouting lips

Lovely Vagina
My scent is one of a kind
Love me and keep me

Giant Vagina
I'm bad and I'm nationwide
I can fit you all

Vagina Vagi
Vagina Vagina Va
Vagi Vagina





Ed, that's not even haiku.


Why isn't it a
Haiku? Don't you like vagi
na? Go write your own!!!

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This message was edited by DJEvelEd on 1-25-05 @ 8:38 PM

[FUNKMAN]

Mean mistreater, you make me cry,
You lay around, and watch me die.
Mean mistreater, can't you see I'm real?
Are you satisfied, with the way you feel?

I've tried hard to live without you, in so many ways.
I just can't help myself from thinking of you, for the rest of my days.
Heartache is at my door step, won't leave me alone.
I just can't get used to it, now that I'm on my own.

I know all about you, your childhood days,
Your mom and dad, your pretty face.
Mean mistreater, if you need me,
I'm needin' you to set me free.


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[DJEvelEd]

Period Blood HaikuS #'s 4, 5, &6:


Period Blood Oh
Period Blood how I love
thee Period Blood

My face is schmeared with
clots. Your underwear is stained
in spots. 'Taint nasty!

I want to ride your
menstral cycle. I'm jumpin
in head first. *Squ - ish*

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This message was edited by DJEvelEd on 1-25-05 @ 9:11 PM

[FUNKMAN]

how does it feel
to be left from the deal
does it hurt to be sad
when the going gets bad
if the time comes
when there is no more fun
turn off the light
and deal to the right


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[DJEvelEd]

Hot Prison Sex Haiku #1 & 2:

My bunghole still hurts
from banging 10 horny guys
I'll shit sperm for weeks

I wax my ass smooth
I take Arian facials
Then I do laundry



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[Death Metal Moe]

Everyone Love Moe
The Big SeXXXy in the house
Bow before this man

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[torker]

Different philosophies or points of view should be used as opportunities of construct not as a diving line.

Sombody be creative and rewrite this please.

[torker]

Happy Birthday

Happy 1st birthday to Murky and Meat-Paws.

Thank you for the love you have added to my life.

Love,
Daddy



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I forgot I called my boy Meat-Paws:glurps:

[StanUpshaw]

Sombody be creative and rewrite this please.

Who am I, Greg Louganis over here?

[torker]

Who am I, Mark Spitz over here?

I need something a little better than that.

[torker]

Who am I, Greg Louganis over here?

nice

[StanUpshaw]

With all this talk about diving lines, I got confused.