An outlet for players whose creativity extends beyond the board. Post your original works here!
The posting of song lyrics is not the purpose of this board and as such please refrain from doing so. Exceptions can be made to this rule if you are the copyrighted owner of the lyrics and the lyrics are not found offensive by the majority of the population. This board is a place to post your original works of poetry and prose and also a place for discussion of poetry and related areas.
We have received word from Fencer that other's poetry can be posted to this board. These are the two conditions: 1) When someone posts a known copyrighted poem, he must add the author's name as well 2) If the author is not known, the poem can be posted without problems
Véčet klobu na mloveni
Néni tě dovoleny datlovat do toďteho klobo. Abes mohl datlovat do toďteho klobo, mosiš mit némiň členstvi Brain šiml.
The poem was written by Leo Marks (age 60)when he heard about the death of his fiancée in a plane crash in Canada. The full details are given in his very readable book "Between Silk and Cyanide".
Sorry, I was making fun with a friend then read your poem and made lil fun of it, but this is moving, when you know more of a background when and why poems are written.. how tragic.. yet: such huge L O V E - awesome..
(do skréše) Jak co chvila kókáš na někery vebrany klobe na mloveni, možeš je šópnót do véčto oblébenéch bóchnutim na linko "šópnót k oblibeném klobum" na léstko přislošnyho klobo. (pauloaguia) (okázat šecke vechetávke)