333 definitions by Lorelili
A form of art that places emphasis on words and language. In ancient times, poetry was memorised and carried by word of mouth. Today, most poems are written.
*Avoid any cliché, be original, or it will become boring and be regarded as poor.*
Poems may rhyme or not rhyme; there are so many ways to go with poetry... provided that the writer avoids any cliché, rambling, and doesn't state the subject of the poem directly.
*Avoid any cliché, be original, or it will become boring and be regarded as poor.*
Poems may rhyme or not rhyme; there are so many ways to go with poetry... provided that the writer avoids any cliché, rambling, and doesn't state the subject of the poem directly.
Some of moi's personal poetry:
#1255
An leabhar seo. Th’ann duilleagan (This book. There’s pages)
A dhìth. Stàdaidh guth, tòisichidh guth eile... (Missing. A voice will stop, another voice begins...) Tha ‘n cùl cho mòr! A’ dol air ais cho fada... (The back is so big! Going back so far...)
Is th’ann duilleagan reubta... (And there’s ripped pages...)
Amhaircibh na cànanan...! (Behold the languages...!)
Chan eil mi gan n-aideachadh. Th’iad cho gallda! (I’m not recognizing them. They’re so foreign!)
Cò bha iad gun do sgrìobh seo? Tha duilleagan (Who were they that wrote this? Pages are)
Traiste. Dè bha iad ag ràdh...? (Crumpled. What were they saying...?)
Chan eil ‘n cùl càil coimeasta (The back is nothing compared)
Ri mar a tha na duilleagan ri teachd mar... (To what the pages to come are like...)
Mòran meud nas motha na ‘n cùl, gu dearbh! (Many sizes greater than the back, of course!)
Th’iad dol gu bràgh! Th’iad falamh! (They’re going on forever! They’re empty!)
Th’iad nuadh! Th’ann faclan sgìobhadh (They’re new! There’s words writing)
Leòtha fhèin! Èirichidh duilleag nuadh bho càil! (By themselves! A new page rises from nothing!)
Dè bha reubta bho ‘n leabhar seo? Agus dè (What was torn from this book? And what)
Bhios sgrìobhta ‘san àm ri teachd...? (Will be written in the time to come...?)
#1255
An leabhar seo. Th’ann duilleagan (This book. There’s pages)
A dhìth. Stàdaidh guth, tòisichidh guth eile... (Missing. A voice will stop, another voice begins...) Tha ‘n cùl cho mòr! A’ dol air ais cho fada... (The back is so big! Going back so far...)
Is th’ann duilleagan reubta... (And there’s ripped pages...)
Amhaircibh na cànanan...! (Behold the languages...!)
Chan eil mi gan n-aideachadh. Th’iad cho gallda! (I’m not recognizing them. They’re so foreign!)
Cò bha iad gun do sgrìobh seo? Tha duilleagan (Who were they that wrote this? Pages are)
Traiste. Dè bha iad ag ràdh...? (Crumpled. What were they saying...?)
Chan eil ‘n cùl càil coimeasta (The back is nothing compared)
Ri mar a tha na duilleagan ri teachd mar... (To what the pages to come are like...)
Mòran meud nas motha na ‘n cùl, gu dearbh! (Many sizes greater than the back, of course!)
Th’iad dol gu bràgh! Th’iad falamh! (They’re going on forever! They’re empty!)
Th’iad nuadh! Th’ann faclan sgìobhadh (They’re new! There’s words writing)
Leòtha fhèin! Èirichidh duilleag nuadh bho càil! (By themselves! A new page rises from nothing!)
Dè bha reubta bho ‘n leabhar seo? Agus dè (What was torn from this book? And what)
Bhios sgrìobhta ‘san àm ri teachd...? (Will be written in the time to come...?)
by Lorelili March 22, 2005
An ancient Greek poet.
Little is known of her life and what litle information we do have comes from her poetry, which consists of one complete poem, several long fragmants, and countless smaller pieces.
Reportedly bisexual and had relationships with men and women throughout her life. But women were clearly her main objects of affection; From her, we get the word "sapphic", and the word "lesbian" derives from the Isle of Lesbos, where she spent most of her life.
Little is known of her life and what litle information we do have comes from her poetry, which consists of one complete poem, several long fragmants, and countless smaller pieces.
Reportedly bisexual and had relationships with men and women throughout her life. But women were clearly her main objects of affection; From her, we get the word "sapphic", and the word "lesbian" derives from the Isle of Lesbos, where she spent most of her life.
"For that girl, that lovely maiden; the clinging
of her dress makes you shake when you see it,
And I laugh for joy." -Sappho.
"On the throne of many hues, Immortal Aphrodite,
child of Zeus, weaving wiles--I beg you
not to subdue my spirit, Queen,
with pain or sorrow
but come--if ever before
having heard my voice from far away
you listened, and leaving your father's
golden home you came
in your chariot yoked with swift, lovely
sparrows bringing you over the dark earth
thick-feathered wings swirling down
from the sky through mid-air
arriving quickly--you, Blessed One,
with a smile on your unaging face
asking again what have I suffered
and why am I calling again
and in my wild heart what did I most wish
to happen to me: "Again whom must I persuade
back into the harness of your love?
Sappho, who wrongs you?
For if she flees, soon she'll pursue,
she doesn't accept gifts, but she'll give,
if not now loving, soon she'll love
even against her will."
Come to me now again, release me from
this pain, everything my spirit longs
to have fulfilled, fulfill, and you
be my ally -Sappho.
of her dress makes you shake when you see it,
And I laugh for joy." -Sappho.
"On the throne of many hues, Immortal Aphrodite,
child of Zeus, weaving wiles--I beg you
not to subdue my spirit, Queen,
with pain or sorrow
but come--if ever before
having heard my voice from far away
you listened, and leaving your father's
golden home you came
in your chariot yoked with swift, lovely
sparrows bringing you over the dark earth
thick-feathered wings swirling down
from the sky through mid-air
arriving quickly--you, Blessed One,
with a smile on your unaging face
asking again what have I suffered
and why am I calling again
and in my wild heart what did I most wish
to happen to me: "Again whom must I persuade
back into the harness of your love?
Sappho, who wrongs you?
For if she flees, soon she'll pursue,
she doesn't accept gifts, but she'll give,
if not now loving, soon she'll love
even against her will."
Come to me now again, release me from
this pain, everything my spirit longs
to have fulfilled, fulfill, and you
be my ally -Sappho.
by Lorelili March 22, 2005
Foreign, unusual, unique (in a good way). Usually directed at something fresh, new, different, and cool.
Often refers to erotic dancing, but can refer to anything that seems foreign or unusual to the observer.
Often refers to erotic dancing, but can refer to anything that seems foreign or unusual to the observer.
A language like English or Spanish will come to a point where they are pretty much same-old, same-old, and no longer exotic. They're still foreign, beautiful... but too common.
The minority languages in Europe, the Middle-East, Asia, and the like, are quite exotic.
Tha mi 'ciallachadh, an smaoinicheadh sibh gu bheil na Ceiltich cànanan coimheach? Gaeilge? Gàidhlig? Gaelg? Cymrig? Kernowek? Breizhoneg? Smaoinichinn cho. Th'iad air leth, àraid. Bhitheadh iad an ceòl nan leannan, nan neach-seinn, de rud sam bith nan leigeamaid iad bi.
The minority languages in Europe, the Middle-East, Asia, and the like, are quite exotic.
Tha mi 'ciallachadh, an smaoinicheadh sibh gu bheil na Ceiltich cànanan coimheach? Gaeilge? Gàidhlig? Gaelg? Cymrig? Kernowek? Breizhoneg? Smaoinichinn cho. Th'iad air leth, àraid. Bhitheadh iad an ceòl nan leannan, nan neach-seinn, de rud sam bith nan leigeamaid iad bi.
by Lorelili March 30, 2005
A language like English or Spanish will come to a point where they are pretty much same-old, same-old, and no longer exotic. The minority languages in Europe, the Middle-East, Asia, and the like, are quite exotic.
Tha mi 'ciallachadh, an smaoinicheadh sibh gu bheil na Ceiltich cànanan coimheach? Gaeilge? Gàidhlig? Gaelg? Cymrig? Kernowek? Breizh? Smaoinichinn cho.
Tha mi 'ciallachadh, an smaoinicheadh sibh gu bheil na Ceiltich cànanan coimheach? Gaeilge? Gàidhlig? Gaelg? Cymrig? Kernowek? Breizh? Smaoinichinn cho.
by Lorelili March 29, 2005
From the novel and film of the same name, an impossibly difficult choice, especially when forced onto someone. The choice is between two unbearable options, and it's essentially a no-win situation.
"Sophie's Choice" is centered on a scene in Auschwitz where Sophie has just arrived with her ten-year old son and her seven-year old daughter and a sadistic doctor, presumably Doctor Mengele, tells her that she can only bring one of her children; one will be allowed to live while the other is to be killed.
As a mother, Sophie adores both of her children and can't make this agonizing choice... until several soldiers force her and she hastily gives her daughter to them, sobbing as they take her little girl away.
As a mother, Sophie adores both of her children and can't make this agonizing choice... until several soldiers force her and she hastily gives her daughter to them, sobbing as they take her little girl away.
by Lorelili October 15, 2009
Taken from the ancient Greek character who fell in love with his own reflection.
Somebody who is completely in love with himself/herself and most likely is intensely turned on by their relection. Somebody who is too vain and self-absorbed to notice other people.
Somebody who is completely in love with himself/herself and most likely is intensely turned on by their relection. Somebody who is too vain and self-absorbed to notice other people.
I would not be the least bit surprised if Narcissus were from the United States; self-aborbed, self-important, jingoistic, bewildered at the thought that there are others in the world besides us... the U.S. seems to be the perfect breeding ground for narcissists.
Ann Coulter (to the mirror): Hello, beautiful. I'm so lucky to have you-! (kisses herself)
Bill O'Reilly (as he beats off at his reflection): God-! Gotta-have-that-!
Ann Coulter (to the mirror): Hello, beautiful. I'm so lucky to have you-! (kisses herself)
Bill O'Reilly (as he beats off at his reflection): God-! Gotta-have-that-!
by Lorelili February 14, 2009
-"Ils vous aiment."
-"Et ce n'est pas cette chipie qui régnera chez nous?"
(-"They like you."
-"And it's not this bitch who will reign on our premesis?")
-"Et ce n'est pas cette chipie qui régnera chez nous?"
(-"They like you."
-"And it's not this bitch who will reign on our premesis?")
by Lorelili December 27, 2007