The three things to take (challenge)
I got no clue what the challenge is really about to be honest, but I figured it was about an island and what to take, and sorry if it was a closed thing only for friends, do not mean to intrude, but I have not written a poem in a while and so I thought I just give it a go ^^
A Terror For The Chickens
The cat really did chase the fox
WHO DARES WIN?!!!!
additional info: When male winner get kiss and picture Why wouldn't we (girls) get something better?!... mm...Let me think...tik tok tik tok.. Something gotta be rock! .......... .... How 'bout "Fellsman's pic in a short-boxer???
The BIG 60th
Hi, This is a bit of fun on my Big 60th B/day. Not looking for any B/wishes or anything.
Zen decaf
Behold! A new decaf coffee on the market brewed especially for the poets 'muse', and packed with ingredients designed to create a sobering effect on the overly charged poetic pen and bringing true cosmic enightenment.. With this new Zen decaf
Rhubarb runs
I wrote this poem when i was 13 yrs old. i am now 60yrs old and this is the first time it has ever been written down. i have kept this poem inside my head all these years.
missed kiss
senryu (5-7-5) not half haiku
The Females Lament
one of the times when I fell like poking fun at us males. So often the males of many species suffer the same fate.
A Man from Mars?
I'd really love to see one and go for a 'ride'.
Venting!
And the cost of living is rising faster than the tide, We have no control, just along for the ride, I can’t go on holiday, I can’t go away, I can’t be there, and I can’t afford to stay, Foreign interference makes life a misery, for all of y
Invisible
those folks with no pics who is forever promising one and those who put a pic but you get nothing else and you wonder if they are even human....
That US Presidential Election
I thought the Americans would have done things better than in Jamaica.
Ode to a computer
I do not have an explanation for this one....Do not have a clue why I wrote it.
Sleepless
A sleepless night Spent struggling Through the meanders of my mind In endless explorations. Innumerable considerations Scattered around As stars in the sky None with enough light Of its own But adaptable In their interconnection To show
The Last Thing
Like fingernails scratching across the blackboard, that is how your voice sounds to me. You have the face of an angel and soft billowy breasts, narrow waist and curvaceous hips. I try to concentrate on these, almost succeed, then you speak again.
Twisted Fairy Tale
A twisted fairy tale
The Publisher Is Not Responsible...
Inspired by the unintentionally comic submission guidelines of a certain poetry anthology. Perhaps not surprisingly, the piece was rejected.
boxes
I pack my life Inside my boxes My first Lots of room I have As my life spirrals Lots of things I collect Memeries that I want And those that I want to forget The bad time out way the good times My dispair no time this box is full
new 1 step program
guranteed if ya paid for every step you walk you wouldn't be going to the bars or casinos or even the fridgerater as much. there for in one step all these addictions are cured.
A MOMENT OF YOUR TIME....MR BOND..... (Part 2) lol
Hope you enjoyed reading this, as much as I enjoyed writing it..it was great fun.....Andrew...xxx
A rowdy ride
Happy New Year to the poetry page folk!
The Princess and the Knave
This poem was inspired by a song from a very famous artist. See can you guess the song or the artist.
Hitchin' Down to Jane
Life was handin me lemons, so I made some lemonade. Written on the side of the road while hitchhiking... To Jane, of course - lol
ARE YOU A FLIRT? LOL no I'm not!!!
LOL I am happy to write it and you MUST enjoy reading it!!!! My COMMAND))) LOL I'M SORRY I'M KIDDING))) >_</// I just love FEBRUARY))))) AND I LOVE YOU ALL)))) ^_______________^
The Airplane Announcement
Just pretending if I were a pilot and also hoping that the pilots on the flights I have had would have at least told me once in a while what I was seeing out the window.
PLUNGER MAN
The newest super hero PLUNGER MAN
cheeky me
flirting with reality
Sinister Happenings.
It's cold and dark, a frightful night There's cause for worry and fear Check under the bed; leave on the light There's danger lurking oh so near. We've enemies that prowl and lurk And dwe
The Gobbledoth
The Murray River is a large river in Australia....the town Murray Bridge is locally known as The Bridge....
Check Me Out!
I am written words on paper In insipid flowery phrase I haven't any substance But I still expect your praise You'll scratch your head a little As you read all that I am Of course I don't make any sense Do you really give a damn Oh how my
Ladies: 'Your Profile Reality Check List'
just for fun...
off in the distance.
well what can i say...
Nowhere
running in circles going nowhere fast round and round I won't last Spinning my wheels like a clock times my enemy tick, tick tock To make do with what I got that I do and do alot I guess I'll run perhaps break the cycle I c
"Anomaly"
Paralyzed in this silence. I’m bewildered by your science. Where do I fit in this chaos theory? I’m trapped in a matrix that is Illusionary. Who be the god that pulls all these strings? I have questions for so many things. What be the words of
smiling at narcolepsy
it's just me laughing at my own recent insomnia...i'm not a doctor but would imagine narcolepsy and insomnia to be related...haha
Words of the Vocabulary............
Read and to Write with the meaing of the truth....
MIRROR MIRROR ON THE WALL
Shucks I turned the light back on!
tummy rummbling
my tummy rummbling like thunder my arse ready to explode and here I am in rush hour waiting for the train need to hold on need to hold it in oh the rummbles in my tum tum trying to escape through my bum bum hurry up train, I cant bare the tum
Clip, Clop (Mirror Poem)
Ladybee42 a while back set me the challenge to write a Mirror poem. Finally got around to it. Does anyone else like to have a go.
Denizens of the Flat Earth Internet Cafe...
I spent many happy hours at that place..., sigh, I miss it...
Prarie Thoughts
Wrote this while I was baling hay back in Texas about 1987.