Edited by Pigtails, 26 March 2007 - 09:38 PM.

Poetry
#1
Posted 17 February 2003 - 09:29 PM
#2
Guest_Rouge_*
Posted 17 February 2003 - 09:32 PM
#3
Posted 17 February 2003 - 09:33 PM
Edited by Pigtails, 26 March 2007 - 09:37 PM.
#4
Posted 17 February 2003 - 09:33 PM
... sorry, the nit picker in me
#5
Posted 17 February 2003 - 09:33 PM
#6
Posted 17 February 2003 - 09:34 PM
lolIf a slate is invisible, why would you clear it?
... sorry, the nit picker in me
#7
Posted 17 February 2003 - 09:37 PM
i sit here again
on this blue stepladder
phone in one hand
dinner in the other
inhaling
as much coca cola
and conversation
as i can in 10 minutes
so soon
it's over
Not one of my best, but I think it is cute!

#8
Posted 17 February 2003 - 09:39 PM
#9
Posted 17 February 2003 - 09:41 PM
coca cola

#10
Posted 17 February 2003 - 09:45 PM
smile flickers
across his face
revealing
boyish dimples
before swiftly
disappearing
#11
Posted 17 February 2003 - 09:48 PM
better watch out, they're gonna get mad!Oh I love one carlyanne just told about jack so I have to post it and save it in my file:
smile flickers
across his face
revealing
boyish dimples
before swiftly
disappearing

Ah, maybe not, it is just a cute happy non-sex related poem.
oh, and thanks for loving it.
Edited by carlyanne, 17 February 2003 - 09:48 PM.
#12
Guest_Rouge_*
Posted 17 February 2003 - 09:48 PM

Edited by Rouge, 29 May 2003 - 08:35 PM.
#13
Posted 17 February 2003 - 09:49 PM
#14
Guest_pleasantly_frazzled_*
Posted 17 February 2003 - 09:55 PM
but I have some tape.
Put it back together,
in an abnormal shape.
Pretend it's like new,
ignore the scars.
Forget all the pain,
as if its not ours.
Throw away the hurt,
discard all the debris.
Candy coat the truth,
so no one can see.
I wrote that in a few minutes. I had a better one. Don't know where it ran off to..
#15
Posted 17 February 2003 - 10:00 PM
their bare feet pad
through cool, damp grass, toenails darkened with dirt
tiny naked bodies
soft and unscarred
cool to the touch
their hair is unwashed
faces smudged with
dandelion yellow
they run across the lawn
jump into the elephant-shaped pool
giggling
their tan skin
shining with sweat
and hose-water
it makes me smile to watch them
these innocent creatures
lost in childhood
parents may fight
wars may go on
but the children will always smile
for them, everyday is as carefree
as this August afternoon
This is more of an idealistic look at children through my eyes. Unfortunately, I have had some terrible experiences with kids.
#16
Guest_pleasantly_frazzled_*
Posted 17 February 2003 - 10:02 PM
you make me feel as if I belong.
Looking for trouble in all the right places,
searching for fun and mysterious faces.
With a creative mind,
you can do so much more.
Your thoughts take control,
and life isn't a snore.
We can walk right on the water,
swim throughout all the streets.
Jump for the moon, steal stars,
accomplish incredible feats.
Grasping for excitement,
to do the impossibly impossible.
Cross all the I's, dot all the T's,
ride right along on a chilling breeze.
We're able to do what hasn't been done,
walk along while everyone has to run.
With a creative mind,
you can do so much more.
Your thoughts take control,
and life isn't a snore.
Another one. This is a song.
#17
Posted 17 February 2003 - 10:06 PM

#18
Posted 17 February 2003 - 10:07 PM
Good stuff Haley. I stay away from rhyming because I generally suck at it!
#19
Posted 17 February 2003 - 10:11 PM
Edited by calvinNhobbes, 17 February 2003 - 10:12 PM.
#20
Guest_pleasantly_frazzled_*
Posted 17 February 2003 - 10:15 PM
Good stuff Haley. I stay away from rhyming because I generally suck at it!
Thanks! Normally I don't like to rhyme either, I'm not very good at it. But I submitted some of my stuff into a song lyric contest, and I wrote a bunch of new ones. Songs just don't seem right unless you rhyme.
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