More bad poetry

[Samantha Koortyn]

It's like I'm living in a haze
I count the minutes, hours and days
Until the weekend comes and then
I do it all over again.

I call it, "This Poem Sucks."

[Han Antilles]

Heh.

[Corran Antilles]

It's better than the most poetry you can read online.

[Samantha Koortyn]

Heh, thanks.

[Corran Antilles]

You are welcome.

[Matheron Thayer]

Thy poem expresseth a feeling familiar to me, as probably many people; and as thou thrifty places' words and mirrores' what I felt before -- to me it is good poetry. Bring it on!

[Samantha Koortyn]

Thanks Wallace :] They don't compare to yours though.

[Wen_Mernde]

short but sweet. nice poem...interesting imagery.

[Matheron Thayer]

There's no comparing the yew to the willow; and others'd yet prefer to have no tree at all in their garden but.. a steel figurine or something. What other should poetry serve than give witness of what it is to live as the beings we are. So better than a constructed piece of fourteen flawless dead lines are five alive. Thence I say GO.. go on and write down the @#%$ we bathe in sometimes. You get me, don't you? It's about being alive, and becoming more so..

I'm in a @#%$ mood today. Things will be better.

[Han Antilles]

Ah, mein friend. Things will be better.

[Corran Antilles]

Always look on the bright side of life *whistles*

[Samantha Koortyn]

I don't think I'm capable...

[Matheron Thayer]

Thanks, Han. In fact, they already are.. I was just seized by fits of annoyance. About myself predominantly, as well as certain individuals. -grins.. and follows Corran's broad hint of an advice-

Sam, you are. We're capable of a damn lot, and just like I think I must die when I'm three or four meters above secure ground... it is but in my head. Like the other thing that tells me I'm acting damn stupid and self-destructive in thinking so. We'll face it and live. Or end up like private Paula.

And, frankly, this one life's just too precious to waste it that way.