POETRY - Can you write a Poem?

[alli-berri]

Check it, I got lots
http://www.poemsfromalex.blogspot.com/

Copulations, 7:17-19
A man who can stand to feel vibes from his glands has found holy land -
breathing hands, my scent is palpable - sex acquaintable, faint 'til it's doubled, and
troubling's this loneliness, smelling this it's only sex i wish and miss for:
energy, generally hard and unusual, s'what i use for fuel - could be a duel, or
a threesome, or and some. And then someone comes and cums too soon, it's nothing new,
so where are You? My saviour knew what i's into, but resurrection's infected hope,
i feel like a dope that's fighting on-slope to be riding the waves my nose seems to crave,
it's pressed 'gainst my skin - insufflation - taking in my gendered wind, not quite heaven, i'm unleaven'.
I can go to ten but eleven's louder, i'll be prouder when it takes an hour,
'cause i'll shower You, my flower, or plough for You a harvest in our bed -
i'm on-fence with preference, 'cause sentience is sexy since it means You're reading this, and You got that scent i miss -
and we can kiss a bit, touching lips and taking sips - it's blasphemous - but what's the fun if we just run?
Escape to me, we'll rise the sun; will You Moses me from Egypt's kingdom?
'Cause i'm far from done - i'm young and hung with hymns unsung, will You be my love' ?
Hearts needn't be won, we're bound to none - so don't be long, my scent's not gone, and Yours is strong.
Let's share our air and breathe us in until the eye of dawn.

Thanks for reading!!!

 

[wenchine-mahtapasikan]

Check it, I got lots
http://www.poemsfromalex.blogspot.com/

Copulations, 7:17-19
A man who can stand to feel vibes from his glands has found holy land -
breathing hands, my scent is palpable - sex acquaintable, faint 'til it's doubled, and
troubling's this loneliness, smelling this it's only sex i wish and miss for:
energy, generally hard and unusual, s'what i use for fuel - could be a duel, or
a threesome, or and some. And then someone comes and cums too soon, it's nothing new,
so where are You? My saviour knew what i's into, but resurrection's infected hope,
i feel like a dope that's fighting on-slope to be riding the waves my nose seems to crave,
it's pressed 'gainst my skin - insufflation - taking in my gendered wind, not quite heaven, i'm unleaven'.
I can go to ten but eleven's louder, i'll be prouder when it takes an hour,
'cause i'll shower You, my flower, or plough for You a harvest in our bed -
i'm on-fence with preference, 'cause sentience is sexy since it means You're reading this, and You got that scent i miss -
and we can kiss a bit, touching lips and taking sips - it's blasphemous - but what's the fun if we just run?
Escape to me, we'll rise the sun; will You Moses me from Egypt's kingdom?
'Cause i'm far from done - i'm young and hung with hymns unsung, will You be my love' ?
Hearts needn't be won, we're bound to none - so don't be long, my scent's not gone, and Yours is strong.
Let's share our air and breathe us in until the eye of dawn.

Thanks for reading!!!

Thanks for writing.

Some real interesting things going on there.
Your ee CUMmingsness: the capital Y of the abstract "You", the lowercase i of the once denied narrator
Unexpected word choices ("stand"ing gland vibes as if they are torture, hung with "hymns" of all things at this point?)
Syntax play (Moses makes a good verb)
Good internal rhyme with broken external rhyme. Nice cadence.
Dialectal mixing (from i's to needn't)

Congratulations, you made me read a poem on love and sex. I hate love and sex hates me.

 

[wenchine-mahtapasikan]

Twenty Rules: A slave song for caged bird to sing to Lizy... and all them

1. Don't talk too loud
2. Don't talk too loud about personal business
3. Don't talk too loud about what you ate
4. Don't talk too loud about what others are eating
5. Don't talk too loud about what you shouldn't talk about while others are eating
6. Don't talk too loud about Fight Club, or whatever people seem to not talk about..., loudly
7. Don't talk too loud about TeeVee, or whatever people seem to not talk too loudly about
8. Don't talk too loud about what Salvator Asante did to your Orgo final
9. Don't talk too loud about how the weather is
10. Don't talk too loud about how you're doing
11. Don't talk too loud about what you like
12. Don't talk too loud about what you're like
13. Don't talk too loud about what you don't like
13. Don't talk too loud about what you're not like
14. Don't talk too loud about how you're too loud
15. Don't talk too loud about how you're still not loud enough
16. Don't talk too loud about how nobody is listening
17. Don't talk too loud about nothing
18. Don't talk too loud about everything and/or anything
19. DON'T TALK TOO LOUD WHILE OTHER PEOPLE ARE TRYING TO NOT HEAR YOU TALK

20. Don't talk too long

Yes, it was on purpose.

 

[DonQuixote]

Wenchine is 8 posts away from the BIG 1K!

 

[alli-berri]

Some real interesting things going on there.
Your ee CUMmingsness: the capital Y of the abstract "You", the lowercase i of the once denied narrator
Unexpected word choices ("stand"ing gland vibes as if they are torture, hung with "hymns" of all things at this point?)
Syntax play (Moses makes a good verb)
Good internal rhyme with broken external rhyme. Nice cadence.
Dialectal mixing (from i's to needn't)

Whoa, thanks for that awesome analysis and comments... Sometimes I feel crazy writing these things and never hearing somebody point stuff out.

I've read only a little EE Cummings... It almost sadistically delights me to learn when I've imitated something without realizing it. I'm a whore when it comes to pronoun caps/lowercasing. Especially with lowercase i's.

Congratulations, you made me read a poem on love and sex. I hate love and sex hates me.

Hahaha well, we may agree on some things, then!

Thanks for writing.

Glad I did...

 

[Whipped]

A Poem For Texas Cowboy

A SONNET FOR TEXAS COWBOY

In Wrangs as tight as skin he rides the bull;
and if he loses (seldom though that be),
he bares his ass as cute as any man's
to have it lashed with a heavy whip - no toy
for sure. It leaves deep welts that do not heal
for days and days and makes it hard to pull
his Wrangs back on. But this he does next day,
for he's as strong as he is cute.. Girls squeal
and so do men when catching glimpses of
his face, his package and his ass, his back
that often bears the welt marks of a lash
that cause girls to cry out like an angry dove.
But Jake - the man he loves - will never lack
the love that heals - of which he's many a cache.

 

[Lefty]

Two to go Wennie..........then you are committed..........
to the forum silly not Camarilo.

This is because of Winniy
He thinks this thread needs a contribution from me...

yes, he is my dear boy. delusions and all.
---------------------

You see the smile
on my face
yet all the while
the wall is in place

Those aren't tears
to cover my fears
More like a sore
avoiding any more

You see the smile
in its place
beneath the guile
I die in place.
________________________

I didn't mean to suicide
it was the end of a wild ride
Some snow and some smoke
A great cosmic joke
But you wouldn't hear
My fright or my fear
I just wanted to say
Why cant i play
I let the world down
Just a stupid clown
Just another dumb prank
and my timing just stank
I didn't mean to die
Just wanted someone to cry

**********************
kay wennie....but for 1000

you owe a positive uplift...you sort of
promised me in the dad more.i

 

[BronzeBoyturnedBronzeMan]

you kno me i kno you
lets get together
lets think things thru
lets both win
we wont lose
we are, yea i said it we are
..sinners to whom.?
them->

again. answer this
we are two.. dangerous but
cooperative lovers! down for the strike
up tite? My humour enlightened
lost boys
poets will three eyes. For
Love Pain And Sorrow
Perfection? Toss it aside

but we are!:found
remaining is the love for the blind
what, you cant see..
is i forgot how to talk,
to you..

titen up child...

taking advice, in a split second
Descions? hmm

Mix this in. Add a lil secrecy
<How do you>

They
Want in

So Gather( round )The Fire
Toast to What Gets the Cold Warm
My Little Children of the corn

i riddle, why?
So i, Can.. See what you represent
in this intelligent but seemly neglegent
Game: Love

Tracks to the train, clash!
Back to the days,Dagg..
Feelin the Same Drag, i pull thru

When opportunity strikes! The title
overwhelms me with questions! like why? should civians, act civil.

This is the Opposite side.
Where Hatred Lies.
So who am i?

The dude with few words
Buy his eyes sure do move.. zoom! into my mindstate
on the highway. But see i dont no actually why im driving..

On an Endless Road.

 

[Kulindahr]

I didn't come to write a poem;
just came to make a post.
From thread to thread I like to roam,
and try to post the most.

 

[ShihTzuTylenol]

I didn't come to write a poem;
just came to make a post.
From thread to thread I like to roam,
and try to post the most.

You make it seem so easy Kuli. Such a bright piece of contemporary observation, wherewithal we find our author nestled comfortably in his contentment. A wonderful installment, sir.
And I might add; your gift for subtle irony is surpassed only by your fierce competitive drive....that and Bammer of coarse! Bammer is just frickin' AWESOME dude! Your subtle irony is surpassed by Bammer too.

 

[Lefty]

Wennie,

I'm waiting out here.

And it is getting

pretty fucking cold

out here too

 

[ShihTzuTylenol]

Things Fall Apart
It's Scientific
by
ShihTzu Wadsworths Longfellow




Spring



Twister, rock slide
Japanese fire maple, framed by a painter
So artificially real
Like a salmon in a shallow stream
Like a sad dog on a leash
I want to break your chains

An ice cream cone, so lazy sweet
Set in Greece, a no socks on feat
A slight touch and the energy goes right to your eyes

Reaching before the sleek blue sea
There within all four winds it's you with me
Here's a tip—like an iceberg mostly hidden from the light rock hard


Summer




You want the moon, the stars
Bigger house, way more cars
Like that Enzo Ferrari—£1,000,000—deluxe
You're asking for icing with a mouth full of cake
Then you missed Monday night's award show__oh
Yet a Tuesday tweet says you saw it all, you fake


You sparkle with bling in a scent of sweet lilacs
Yet you're petty and cheap in your vanity mirror
As price tags on dignity slip through the cracks
An Aberzombie Glitch is your mind gettin' clearer
But you go in your wallet to cover those tracks


Autumn




No one will taste sweet lies
It's a dry bitterness and dinner alone
Hosting deception/ a eulogy for the wise
How soon we lose all we have known


This ice cream cone
This root beer float
This earthquake zone
These lines I wrote
Aren't laced to poison or bleed you dry



Winter



This winter chill
This sinking boat
That disaster spill
You'll need my coat
I saw you look away when I kissed that other guy


That summer rain that missed your tongue
That's who you are with the hate you won
And while iron rusts In Gold We Trust I gotta ask again

Why?
​

© 2011 Dogpill Productions Ltd.

 

[ShihTzuTylenol]

Untitled VII:

A lazy eye metaphor on the rocks

by
ShihTzu Wendell Holmes
​

Ice cream coned teats the color of cafe au lait

Kitschy kitschy goo goo ga ga real Lady mama laid
​

Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir?
​

A meaty suit of juicy red beef—how raw
​

So why would this escape my tweets
​

I'm caged in a world where men hold the key
​

Sorry Lady
​

© 2011 Dogpill Productions Ltd.

 

[Kulindahr]

You make it seem so easy Kuli. Such a bright piece of contemporary observation, wherewithal we find our author nestled comfortably in his contentment. A wonderful installment, sir.
And I might add; your gift for subtle irony is surpassed only by your fierce competitive drive....that and Bammer of coarse! Bammer is just frickin' AWESOME dude! Your subtle irony is surpassed by Bammer too.

Of all the things my Bammer is
subtle is not one --
he lets you know just what he wants,
and doesn't quit till done.

 

[ShihTzuTylenol]

IT'S BAMMER TIME!
Break it down! my my my my

Bammer hits me______so hord
makes me say, "OH MY LORD!"

He gots a big smile
sometimes he wiggles his tail for a while

I'm guessin'_____it's right
coz Bammer @ Kuli's/ hangin' tight

Hey guys! looky over here
I Be rappin'__I'ma Hip Hop queer!

Break it down! ooo oooo ooooo oo
BAMMER TIME!

Kuli's dawg is way out cool!
if you don't agree wiv dat
den U jus anuther foool!


oh oh!
owww! ow! OW! ooooo crap...call 911!
I threw my back out tryna break dance....aww hell

I'ma need an Icy Hot patch for sure...

prolly oughta retire from that damned hip hop shit anyway.

 

[Kulindahr]

Take a tylenol.

 

[DonQuixote]

you kno me i kno you . . .
On an Endless Road.

Quite an offering BBtBM. Lots of emotion flowing through and through.

I enjoyed Kuli's little quip, and Tzu's flip.

I have to get back here for the rest of the fun - It's Half Time and the Techno Rock/Rap.

 

[ShihTzuTylenol]

HAHA! I googled acetapheetadafeedaminamen aww hell tylenol! anywho...I found this question and answer board and laughed my ass off...it was about bright yellow pee hehe one girl welll....here...

Yellow/ Orange Liquid w/ Stool
Q : I am an 18 year old female and I just had a rapid onset of diarrhea, accompanied by a passing of a large amount of bright orangish yellow liquid. Also, there was burning during and after. I do not have a fever or abdominal pain or a history of disgestion problems. I would like to know the likely cause of this issue. Please and thank you.

Okay____GROOOOSSSS!_____I think it's safe to say she just filled my soul with gay pride hehehe I rarely imagine or think about the female thingy parts and NOW I will NEVER EVER think of them again without that lovely image of explosive diarrhea and radioactive fluorescent piss...

excuse me, I'ma go hurl! hehe



OH WAIT! Here's a good one!

Why is my pee neon yellow?
Q : Its so bright neon it almost glows in the dark. I drink tons of fluids daily mostly water
A : vitamins cause bright yellow urine. Dark yellow is caused by dehydration. Drinking lots of water makes a nice lemon chiffon color....

ooooo I like my wee wee a nice lemon chiffon color because i have a sweater that shade and I like to coordinate.

 

[Kulindahr]

Bammer and I went to the store for food
the bag's seal was torn -- oh, how rude!
So back we went to find one complete --
now his face is in his food, and I'm in my seat.

 

[DonQuixote]

There once was a team from Green Bay,
and another from Western PA.
They met down in Cowboy Town,
to play a game of no little fame.

The Packers were revved up,
playing damn good ball - no tee, no cup.
While the boys from down Pittsburgh way,
Kept fighting back the live long day.

We're at 2 minutes of time left to play
with the scores 6 points apart,
what will come this day?