O Gee, I guess...
A friend from southern rock band asked me to write a quirky song that they could use as an icebreaker. Now they want more. LOL
Little April
blues lyrics, calendar love
It’s all about L-O-V-E ;")
My romantic poem ends like crazy again!!! -_-‘’ lol
Cross That Bridge
No car at the moment, so I've been getting around on foot and by hitchhiking. This rural area makes no provisions for pedestrians. :D
I could tell
This is actually the kind of crazy talk I've heard people say back in the 60's and early seventies. Lol.
Merry Christmas
This sound I hear upon the roof What could it possibly be Could it be the reindeer hooves Or Santa's gliding sleigh This noise so strange drives me insane With wonder and suspense I need to look yet dare I not What if my hopes are dashed
no driver
Into the taxi you climb Destination a voice is spoken Destination given Naught to sixty in ten seconds You sit an ponder Watchin the view Clenched buttocks You sit and smile You trust the driver with gritted teeth Hand clench ed Y
so good
SO IS WANT EVER U THINK IT ?
I WISH I DIDN'T HOWEVER I DO
buzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz!
Bang
If time was a cat and earth a balloon would'nt it be great to lock them both in to the one room B O O M..!
Limerick COMEDY de FRANCE
someone commented about toilet humor - 'nuf said
John Wayne (Limerick)
A Western themed Limerick for ya'll. :)
Johnny Carson Terms for Death
I used to watch Carson all the time and I really miss him. This was one of his funnier bits he did that was based on the death of a man who worked at a thesaurus company.
Mystery of life
why?
pink...
Just having fun! Take care. Blessings, Pink.
MIRROR MIRROR ON THE WALL
Shucks I turned the light back on!
Sing along
la la la la la
coining it
to a five penny piece I shrunk to the size as life made me hard in the head and eyes so pressed ganged was I on a leathery ship that lived in a pocket on the side of her hip and life wasn't easy and life wasn't hard it was tough bedding
The angel in my beer
there's an angel in my beer
Cafe Challenge/Who is she?
Who is the female movie star I'm most attracted to. There's actually 'maybe' three or four that are very close but the one that drives me crazy you must guess. Do you really know the kind of woman that can pull my chain? Take a guess. She's a mo
The Death Of Old McGee
Just some old-fashioned rhyming.
Round and Round
A thought on life
Breathless
You thought what? Shame on you :)
"World's Head Honchos Playing Hide-n-Seek!"
This whimsical poem anthropomorphizes global organizations as players in a game of hide-and-seek, symbolizing the complexities and hidden actions of global politics and economics. It playfully critiques the elites who navigate these institutions, subtly wielding power. Despite its light-hearted tone, it acknowledges the grave consequences of their decisions. The poem aims to make the abstract concept of global governance relatable, aiming to provoke thought and discussion. The poem was written with a spirit of light-hearted cynicism, highlighting the absurdity of these power dynamics, yet it carries an underlying hope for a more transparent, shared global governance. This ode falls under the category of "Satirical Poetry." Satirical poetry uses humor, irony, exaggeration, or ridicule to expose and criticize people's stupidity or vices, particularly in the context of contemporary politics and other topical issues. In this case, the ode humorously critiques the often unseen actions of global elites, symbolized by leaders of major international organizations, and their effect on world affairs.
Rotting Pud
Rotting Pud, It’s like mud, Stuck with the crumbling pain, Stuck in your head the word refrain, Yet I eat, Yet I see, How it has my belly stuck in mud?
I need samples! (a limerick)
-_-'' Anyone tell me if this is called 'Limerick' ??? ermm... if not, I will write a new one again! LOL >_<//// I think I am having problem writing a "limerick"
Conquer and surrender neighbourhood style
Folks if you have to fight early in the morning, Dont forget to take out the chainsaws and kitchen knives, Husbands fight fire with deadly fire, Tell your wives how bad she really looks once she is fully awake, And wives be cunning in your cat
The Dime-Store Wok! EE!
If you know "Jabberwocky" you might find this amusing.
Laughter & Joy
Laughter really is a great medicine
Petrude Vile Disgrace And Bad Spelling
This is about as evil as I get...God help me!
Women (the handbag theory)
* Just a bit of satire on superficiality
Tavern Tale
Poppy - Dad Mommy - Mom Ringmails - Royal Guards
Spring cometh!
In the winter months you would find me sleeping in my cave The bones of weaker prey are sprawled about None dare awaken me for death would be certain Yet my deep slumber is disturbed by the sent of female With a snarl I warn all would be co
Someone's
About sums up my day. ??
did u know that "AWARE" rhymes with 'UN-FAIR
i like the fact that hermit crabs come into a poetry room merely to make everyone AWARE that there is a woman, alone but who claims not to be lonely....bull! you may know her by her obviating, oblivious and obscure comments she feels compelled to leave for less than mdiocre poets. Then again, the night life in midwest Florida i'm certain is filled with poetic type people, beginning with you, if i ever see another poem of yours posted yet! (IF I AM THINKING OF YOU, NO MATTER HOW OVERWHELMINGLY HURTFUL THOSE THOUGHTS ARE, IT STILL MEANS I'M THINKING OF YOU...read any of my e-mails but for the one you could use as ammunition
what am i
i am under 12 inches and i do not speak a word but when i act all i say is heard i can be royal i can be poor i can call you or send you away i can be your aid even though unpaid praise is rare for me you may one day agree this may
Young Drakonius
Oh dear, I am so ashamed What would Uncle Drac say Descended from this fine line Such terrible, fearsome vampires Out at night, hunting for food You’d better indoors be hiding Young or old, it matters not Your blood, theirs for the taking
Of Poetry in the "First Person".
"I" hope the "fun police" never confiscate my "poetic license!"
Oh Carol
Oh Carol Its time, gotta release, gotta show, gotta rip off my shirt and go, gonna live like a caveman, and roar like a lion, Im from another land, the land of zion, I gotta unleash, I gotta release, tie up loose ends, brains overloa
Meek mill
Why feed her red lobster when you got the dollar menu .
Phonaesthetically speaking
Phonaesthetically speaking its like 123 Like William once told us, its like A B C So write your mystical thoughts And clever words that rhyme But make sure Iambic Pentameter Doesn't go sadly out of time, again, ooops!
RE: The Old man and the Boy
"For though we know we may be hurt in love or life yet we walk on toward the very thing that may hurt us so" I gues first we have a hope it will not happen, so it is a RISK we do in order to WIN....
RE: The Lie
Thanks so much tru, appreciate the comment...
RE: The lone Poetic voice.
My Dear Lindseyjones, I am truly honoured by your kindness, such is this kindness we all need to make this world a better place, my grateful thanks, Phil....
RE: Believing is seeing
Ty Ladymorgana.. I kinda like this one myself.....
RE: Will You Remember Me
Happy, tender, caring, memories are made from these and will never be forgotten. Exceptionally well written as always when spoken from the heart....
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