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Caius Cassius
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Posted - 2003.09.04 03:27:00 -
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Edited by: Caius Cassius on 04/09/2003 17:29:16
LAMENTATION FOR THE LAME
There once was a group named Polaris
Who said they'd do many things for us.
They published a paper
And took it down a day later
Leaving pre-canned "events" to bore us.
"Bring it back!" the populace cried
But their request was quickly denied.
"No, Scope caused a schism
And we fear criticism."
Thus one more good thing in Eve died.
The limerick... the lowest form of poetry.
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Sleban
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Posted - 2003.09.04 13:25:00 -
[62]
Thrak - ad-hoc patronage of non-conformist arts is indeed a great thing and to be commended. I'll gratefully receive your 3m isk should I fail to win the legitimate prize.
Particularly as I would use the winnings in the furtherance of my subversive arts. Here are a few ideas:
- a KLF style art event, where I load the cash it into a container and destroy it at a pre-ordained time / place.
- Container-based writing is SO last month. You've seen those "car stonehenge" things, where people replicate wiltshire's finest with abandoned vehicles. Well I propose to do likewise with cheap indi's in a hi-sec system. 3m should just about cover it, assuming I can buy enough ships on the market and people don't try and steal them until I have at least finished. |
Mjr Tom
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Posted - 2003.09.04 20:03:00 -
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Final Hit
A moa docks, day before retirement
The pilot steps out, wanders in the halls
Target destination located
'Kill all that dwell within', orders were clear
The target lies silently
Children in the adjacent room
Memories of his own flood his mind
So delicate, so innocent
But this was work, emotion has no place
He finishes his job, one last time
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Bad Harlequin
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Posted - 2003.09.04 21:05:00 -
[64]
 Quote:
The limerick... the lowest form of poetry.
How dare you insult the Irish Haiku, sirrah. Just because it's used primarily by bawdy idiots... or cheap shots 
You are in a maze of twisty little asteroids, all alike. |
Rizmordan Hillgotlieb
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Posted - 2003.09.05 01:51:00 -
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Edited by: Rizmordan Hillgotlieb on 05/09/2003 20:52:31
Edited by: Rizmordan Hillgotlieb on 05/09/2003 20:51:16
AFK Nightmare!!!!!
Alone on the throne my teeth do grit.
I'm AFK so my cruiser she sits.
I look around and grimace awhile.
Pushing hard and widen my smile.
Almost done the time is near.
To return to play what I hold dear.
A threat alert blips through the vapor.
Quick! Wipe! ARGH no toilet paper!
What is that? A target lock?
Must hurry! Must use my sock!
Posting for Numbnutz |
Devana
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Posted - 2003.09.05 02:50:00 -
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Jovins take over
Why o why must we wait?
what could the jovins be hiding?
One day the joves will come.
the joves shall kill all of us.
we must destroy them now before it is to late!
But it is already too late.
they have come and have started to kill.
there goes ammold next is pator.
noone can help us.
They have destroyed the concord.
I am the only one left.
I must kill them all.
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Mjr Tom
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Posted - 2003.09.05 03:22:00 -
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Edited by: Mjr Tom on 05/09/2003 03:46:10
This one does not count as mine, it is just for fun. My original one still stands as my official entry.
Song for my Slaves
Take your piercings out, Sebiestor
You should look your best when serving my guests
Put a hairnet on, Brutor
I want no hair in the soup
Shine my shoes, you scrawny mutt
Wash my dishes, you ugly beast
Bend over, worthless scum
A boot to the arse you get
Into the back of my bestower
For I shall take you to the market
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Skelator
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Posted - 2003.09.05 03:43:00 -
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Edited by: Skelator on 05/09/2003 03:54:38
Edited by: Skelator on 05/09/2003 03:53:11
Edited by: Skelator on 05/09/2003 03:51:54
Edited by: Skelator on 05/09/2003 03:50:50
Edited by: Skelator on 05/09/2003 03:48:09
A old Poem handed down through the Generations of Proud and Honorable Knights in the Universe.
Just wanted to share this Poem with you all.
Once within their fortresses tall
Knights gathered, sans heavy armors;
Shouts of laughter and chatter
Filled the echoing halls with ardor.
Without was the dark, and the watchers;
Those who guarded well the Stargates;
The sector was well defended, inaccessable;
They heard the sentinels' calls.
Ready in a moment to clash with Pirates or Bringers of Grief;
The Honorable and Noble men teased loving women;
Relaxed to enjoy these few, short moments
Fortress of warmth, joy, and haven.
The Fortress looked so mighty
To the traveler who stood without;
These brave ones are our forefathers
Of this there is no doubt.
So trace the bleakest picture
Hold out your hand; and see
A sword, and iron armor, and brave Knights
Ride their genes into our destiny.
Once within the Fortresses tall,
A sword, and iron armor, and brave Knights gave their all..in defence of the defensless and humble people....We are Few but we still ride into battle with glad hearts;
Knowing that even if we fall we will be laid upon our shields and brought home in the Grateful Common mans carts.
And this Trip is the Highest Honor that can be bestowed upon us.
They have us Surrounded again.. the Poor Bastards |
Sqalevon
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Posted - 2003.09.05 04:51:00 -
[69]
Edited by: Sqalevon on 05/09/2003 20:57:28
Personal warsong, it has been in the family for the past 3 generations, My great grand father Ragtok Fripchux ( god have his soul )wrote this after he got freeed from Amarr by Gallanteans.
To war we go, to war it is,
let us strike true, for future bliss.
Rotten souls, are those we seek,
we are there, for enslaved and weak.
Behold the leason, they will learn,
when ships go down, and they will burn.
Lets hope, that they will see the light,
comming closer, after every fight.
Justice will prevail, while blood flows,
but be warned, our army grows.
Greatings - Sqalevon Fripchux
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The Red
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Posted - 2003.09.05 06:06:00 -
[70]
Edited by: The Red on 05/09/2003 20:25:04
Edited by: The Red on 05/09/2003 06:06:06
The following was inspired by the tribe I have come to know well. The brotherhood of Oracle.
"In Light and in Pearl"
In bone and in ash we wander and lust
Rebuilding a frame, guarded. Through force and
Through fire, forged. Our iron, steele untainted.
In light and in pearl we cross, combine
From walls built with frost, revived. Through force and
Through fire, reforged. Our past pure, eclipsed.
From bone and from ash we cross, combine
In building a frame, unguarded. In light
And in pearl, renewed. Our faith,
Trust unbroken.
The Red
-Oracle
-The Red
<Progredere Ne Regredere: Move forward, not backward> |
Warrior Poet
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Posted - 2003.09.05 19:35:00 -
[71]
Just a brief reminder from the Council that this competition ends soon.
The deadline is today, 12 hours after the Universal Link is re-established.
Any invalid entries submitted before then will have a further 12 hours to be edited so that they are valid.
Entries submitted after the deadline will not be considered.
Good luck.
[OOC]
The deadline is 12 hours after the time the servers came back up, for those who are trying to figure out what the Universal Link is 
[/OOC]
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The heart of a warrior; the soul of a poet |
Juliette
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Posted - 2003.09.05 20:15:00 -
[72]
BELLE OF A BILLION WOES
Warrior belle of a billion woes,
Art thou a goddess or mortal beauty?
Though Venus rules your face, Mars rules your heart.
Even the stars quake beneath your ship's wake.
As old gods die beneath your fierce embrace.
Fierce enchantress of a billion souls,
Your wild eyes have captured my heart and soul,
Though sovereign Amarr courses through your veins.
The stars flicker beneath your wild, wild eyes.
Sweet Jamyl, I am forever your slave. |
Ki'li
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Posted - 2003.09.05 20:35:00 -
[73]
Edited by: Ki'li on 05/09/2003 22:03:44
"Heroes of A Rebellion"
The Cold embrace of space slowly drifts by.
As I peer out my porthole vision glass.
Faintly are the echoes of those who died.
Ring in my ears as the memories pass.
I Grimmace the thought of those who suffered.
Fiery expressions seen in their eyes.
Such strength such courage they must have mustered.
All now are silent from the rebellions rise.
Who now will be next to risk their own life?
Who now will die next for their brothers life?
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Ki'li
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Posted - 2003.09.05 23:42:00 -
[74]
Quote:
Edited by: Ki'li on 05/09/2003 22:03:44
"Heroes of A Rebellion"
The Cold embrace of space slowly drifts by.
As I peer out my porthole vision glass.
Faintly are the echoes of those who died.
Ring in my ears as the memories pass.
I Grimmace the thought of those who suffered.
Fiery expressions seen in their eyes.
Such strength such courage they must have mustered.
All are silent from the rebellions rise.
Who now will be next to risk their own life?
Who now will die next for their brothers life?
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Warrior Poet
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Posted - 2003.09.06 00:02:00 -
[75]
This contest has now ended. No more entries will be accepted.
The Gallentean Arts Council would like to take this opportunity to thank all those who contributed to the multiracial poetry competition.
The prize winners will be announced on Tuesday.
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The heart of a warrior; the soul of a poet |
Juliette
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Posted - 2003.09.06 06:04:00 -
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Dear Mons. Warrior Poet,
I change word 'sovereign' to regal in poem. When choosing word sovereign, I pronounce it in its variant form of 'sovran' which is two syllables. I am sorry for the confusion in syllables so I replace it with word 'regal.'
Kindest regards,
Lady Juliette
BELLE OF A BILLION WOES
Warrior belle of a billion woes,
Art thou a goddess or mortal beauty?
Though Venus rules your face, Mars rules your heart.
Even the stars quake beneath your ship's wake.
As old gods die beneath your fierce embrace.
Fierce enchantress of a billion souls,
Your wild eyes have captured my heart and soul,
Though regal Amarr courses through your veins.
The stars flicker beneath your wild, wild eyes.
Sweet Jamyl, I am forever your slave.
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Entroph
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Posted - 2003.09.06 08:07:00 -
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I tingled... Actually tingled reading some of these poems. Although I do disapprove of the restrictions placed on this competition, I gladly embrace it as a long waited taste of the arts in this new world we have all partaken of. If Sir Poet would be so kind as to accept my late entry...
The Clone
Silent, I float, as the darkness seeps in,
No engines ablaze now... Not a sound,
My turrets, dormant, consumed by the void,
I part my eyelids, and look around...
Confusion, it has me, my eyes... can't see...
But sound, a voice... She whispers to me,
"Welcome back, Sir. We thought you'd been lost"
I cry, I scream, sweet anguish lays claim
For I know, I died, it toys with me still
My mind lies heavy, and weak rests my will.
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Warrior Poet
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Posted - 2003.09.06 12:07:00 -
[78]
The deadline for editing existing entries has now passed.
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The heart of a warrior; the soul of a poet |
Golgomath
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Posted - 2003.09.06 15:52:00 -
[79]
Edited by: Golgomath on 06/09/2003 15:52:53
Two frigates, burning streaks in the
atmosphere
long crimson gashes in the heavens
hybrids and lasers impact on sheilds,
an aura of deep blue grandness
a dominix desends,
bolts of blue fire rain from the skys
a frigate explodes,
balls of fire fall to the sea,
Gallentee Victory
just fyi: this is an alt of chaoticghost and salvor hardin, however currently i'm using this char the most so it'd be best if you notify golgomath.. lol i didnt get your evemail untill just now
edit: too late? damn
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Dendron
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Posted - 2003.09.06 22:35:00 -
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The Punisher
From beyond the neon-city wastelands
comes a man with a darkened soul
He rides on a dark cloud.
For he's not the lamb anymore.
For he's the lion now.
For he's the punisher
somehow.
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Ki'li
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Posted - 2003.09.07 11:49:00 -
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Wow there are so many great poems. Im glad to see so many people contributing to the arts. I know it wont be easy for the judges. I think in my own opinion Alenia Swift's "Windsong of the Maurader" moved me the most. But that is only my own opinion.
I hope similar events like this are held.
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Warrior Poet
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Posted - 2003.09.07 15:13:00 -
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Following much debate, criticism and scrutiny, a shortlist of ten candidates has been drawn up. The following entries will contest the prizes available:
Windsong of the Marauder û Alenia Swift
Ode to a forgotten MWD û Jay Gatsby
Untitled entry by Star Nove
Destiny û Draaven
Ore û Clystan
Alone û Aerol
Lamentation for the Lame û Caius Cassius
Final Hit û Mjr Tom
AFK Nightmare!!!!! û Rizmordan Hillgotlieb
Belle of a Billion Woes û Juliette
The decision to shortlist these entries was not taken lightly and those who have not made the final ten should not feel disheartened û the differences between those who made the final cut and those who did not was quite often marginal.
The GAC thanks all those who have participated and will announce the winners on Tuesday.
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The heart of a warrior; the soul of a poet |
Thrak
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Posted - 2003.09.07 23:23:00 -
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Well I suppose that means that Sleban doesn't stand much of a chance.
***** ANNOUNCEMENT *****
This seasons's Artist Recognition & Special Equality prize is awarded to Sleban for his piece entitled
Lullaby for the new player cruely podded
Sleban recieved 3 million ISK by wire this evening and will no doubt be pleased with his achievement. Congratulations on being the first ever recipient of an ARSE, may there be many more successes in your career.
Gratz
Thrakster
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Sleban
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Posted - 2003.09.08 12:09:00 -
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Although I am clearly disappointed not to be shortlisted as part of the official competition, I did indeed receive my 3m isk and am delighted to receive from Thrak the inaugural and somewhat fitting ARSE trophy - a pair of golden buttocks on a plynth.
It'll take pride of place on my Iteron III's flight deck once I've cleared out the growing pile of moulding Quafe cans. |
Warrior Poet
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Posted - 2003.09.08 21:10:00 -
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The Council would like to congratulate Sleban on receiving his phat ARSE award 
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The heart of a warrior; the soul of a poet |
Sarkos
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Posted - 2003.09.08 21:33:00 -
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Odd how one of your winners does not adhere to your very rules, Warrior Poet. Interesting, very interesting.
Sarkos - Oracle
Either free the slaves or we will come and get them.
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Warrior Poet
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Posted - 2003.09.08 21:39:00 -
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Quote:
Odd how one of your winners does not adhere to your very rules, Warrior Poet. Interesting, very interesting.
Sarkos - Oracle
The winners will not be announced until tomorrow, so I assume you must mean there is a discrepancy among those who have been shortlisted.
If this is the case, I would be grateful if you could point it out so appropriate steps can be taken.
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The heart of a warrior; the soul of a poet |
Sarkos
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Posted - 2003.09.08 21:43:00 -
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Indeed.
Sarkos - Oracle
Either free the slaves or we will come and get them.
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