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  • #11
    edgar allen poe is the god of poetry- for me... i loove his work....no one better say nuttin out eddy lol

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    • #12
      I know I'm probably going to get burned at the stake for this one but....

      shouldn't this thread belong in the Poetry Corner thread??

      Owww.. ok.. quit throwing the stones people.... oww!!!

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      • #13
        Umm...no.

        The Poetry thread is for our OWN poems!
        You can't hold a man down without staying down with him.

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        • #14
          Ummm.... ok

          Ouch... you didn't have to throw that stone that hard.

          I was just asking a question.

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          • #15
            The Bait
            by John Donne

            Come live with me, and be my love,
            And we will some new pleasures prove
            Of golden sands, and crystal brooks,
            With silken lines and silver hooks.

            There will the river whisp'ring run
            Warm'd by thy eyes, more than the sun ;
            And there th' enamour'd fish will stay,
            Begging themselves they may betray.

            When thou wilt swim in that live bath,
            Each fish, which every channel hath,
            Will amorously to thee swim,
            Gladder to catch thee, than thou him.

            If thou, to be so seen, be'st loth,
            By sun or moon, thou dark'nest both,
            And if myself have leave to see,
            I need not their light, having thee.

            Let others freeze with angling reeds,
            And cut their legs with shells and weeds,
            Or treacherously poor fish beset,
            With strangling snare, or windowy net.

            Let coarse bold hands from slimy nest
            The bedded fish in banks out-wrest ;
            Or curious traitors, sleeve-silk flies,
            Bewitch poor fishes' wand'ring eyes.

            For thee, thou need'st no such deceit,
            For thou thyself art thine own bait :
            That fish, that is not catch'd thereby,
            Alas ! is wiser far than I.

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            • #16
              My American Literature teacher in High School was a BIG Edgar Allan Poe fan. He had Poe's picture on the wall and I kid you not, HE LOOKED EXACTLY LIKE HIM. His name is Mr. Kimber (teaches at Hoover High School in Glendale,CA).

              Now get back into your poetic vibes people!

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