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Poets Unite!

POSTED BY: RiverFlan
UPDATED: Wednesday, June 10, 2009 17:36
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Monday, February 18, 2008 12:11 AM

But of course it was Mal,
In the face of great danger,
Who held together all the crew,
And two thousand souls who can't leave Serenity,
Seperate, yet united, in the face of enemies
Both old and new; Reavers, Alliance too,
Some old Browncoats who haven't a clue.
All these and more, in the past and before,
Has vanquished begun, the setting of suns
A thousand leagues from Home

-Danny

And together there
In a shroud of frost, the mountain air
Began to pass from every pane of weathered glass
And I held you closer than anyone would ever get

Do you remember the JAMC?
And reading aloud from magazines
I don't know about you but I swear on my name they could smell it on me
I've never been too good with secrets.
No...

The Band of the week is... Death Cab for Cutie
Gott weiß ich will kein Engel sein.
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Tuesday, February 19, 2008 11:47 PM

Now here's a quickee
To make up for my absence
For I was grounded
From my computer, you see
I managed to get
A half hour here
Because I managed to make
The 'rents happy
But other than that
I fear
You shall not see me
For a while after this
So off I go
To catch up
On all the other things
That have happened here

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98% of teens have smoked pot, if you are one of the 2% that haven't, copy this into your signature.

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Wednesday, February 20, 2008 12:41 AM

RiverFlan!! I was a bit worried
That not only was your time on our website limited, but a bit too hurried.
It saddens the heart to hear
That the parental units have imposed limits on your time with the computear,
And for whatever the length of your absence and for whatever reason,
Without your warm and fun and vivacious spirit about to liven up the place, rest assured we'll all be freezin'.
If you feel that whatever is going on has put a dampener on the aforementioned spirit,
Let me know if there's anything I can do to cheer it.
And whenever you can return to the fold,
There'll be enough love, well-wishes, Browncoat kinship and shiny happy welcomes to fill Serenity's cargo hold.


(Do take good care, xiao mei-mei. We'll miss ya.)



Captain of the New England Browncoats
http://www.myspace.com/nebrowncoats

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Wednesday, February 20, 2008 5:41 PM

Sorry 'bout the unfortunate groundage RF.

Dreamy floating life
Cannot believe thirty days
Is all that it takes






Gots mad skillz, loves playing with matches.

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Thursday, February 21, 2008 10:38 PM

Another jump
To my computer
They don't know of this usage
But I don't care
So, another visit
To keep ya'll company
And then
Off again
Flitter flutter
Like a butterfly
Bouncing along
Charmingly
In the woods
Where I hope
To see a clear path.

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98% of teens have smoked pot, if you are one of the 2% that haven't, copy this into your signature.

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Friday, February 22, 2008 12:03 AM

Constantly cursing carnivorous claws
jumping
fleeing
dodging
still they follow and bite hard
into my haunches

After strong shaking
more running for my jungle queen
who will fend them off
with mere cunning and smiles

You can all bite my ass!
I say to my pursuers
For it belongs to her
And against her you cannot win!


Gots mad skillz, loves playing with matches.

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Thursday, February 28, 2008 9:17 PM

Far from the stark trees and fields of the day
and out of the time that is kind to the few
the man-shape of iron lies long since the fray
unbroken yet stirred in dark spatters of dew.
Fully awake now, disappearing in thought
of past left behind in the flick of a whim
iron man feels the beckoning emptiness wrought
by dreams shaken, ashen and no longer dim.
Heart matters none to the cold and hard world
where hearth and home nestles far out of sight
but not out of mind and its longings unfurled
like that long-ago standard proved not worth the fight.
Mutterings subtle now make themselves known
of that which no iron is able to feel
organ-tones cold, hard, unyielding as stone
in endless confines wrought of wind, wood and steel.



Captain of the New England Browncoats
http://www.myspace.com/nebrowncoats

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Saturday, March 8, 2008 2:59 PM

I'm here! I'm back!
And this time for good
Or, at least, 'till
I get grounded again
But, for now
I'm here to stay

So, what's happening?
Anything new and exciting?
I have been thinking
About a change or two
Myself
But I love my avatar
And my signature too
So I just don't know
What to do

Oh, a thought
Just struck me
Like a flash of lightning
I won't tell
But soon you'll see
Off to impliment
This new and exciting change

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98% of teens have smoked pot, if you are one of the 2% that haven't, copy this into your signature.

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Saturday, March 8, 2008 4:10 PM

Happy dance to
Fiddle and flute
RiverFlan is
Back en route
With fellow Flans -
This calls for....
!!!!
FIREFLY

*hugs RF* Welcome home!



Captain of the New England Browncoats
http://www.myspace.com/nebrowncoats

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Saturday, March 8, 2008 4:25 PM

Thankee Steamer
For your warm welcome
Makes me feel all
Warm and fuzzy
Inside
And yes, I am RiverFlan
I just changed the name
Because I was bored

It really was about time
I've had the same alias
For about seven months now
Normally, online
I change my alias
Once a week!

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