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POETRY - Can you write a Poem?

Re: Relationship: Tc's Sonnet For Jake

I like it.

"Wrangs" are Wrangler jeans I guess?
 
I Move Across, Innocence Lost






I'm all flashing pulsar
I move across the earth in my new pattern shirt
As you make your fun of my scar
Finally, I'm passing satellites
Where all is black and white

You’re so bitter, you complain
I can’t get you anything
I don’t know who you’re living for
I don’t know you at all anymore


I’d sooner chew my leg off, than be trapped in this shit
How easy you think of all of this as just a bittersweet tit

I can’t taste it
I’m tired and naked
I don’t know what I’m hungry for
I don’t know what I want anymore


So I move across, candy floss
I move like a tank
I move across the room
With a heart full of gloom
I’m stronger than you think


Oh my peer, your veneer is wearing thin and cracking
The surface and forms underneath are

Well, let's just say
The underneath is lacking

Now it's your turn to move across, innocence lost
All static and desire
You’re blue in the face from navel lace
You set yourself on fire
You strip down and lay yourself out
I know when you try to fake it
I can see we will never make it

It feels like dirt, and I hate it

I’d sooner chew my leg off, than be trapped in all this
How easy you think of all we've had as bittersweet piss

Funny that I couldn’t taste it
Please, don't look at me naked
I don’t know what I’m hungry for
But I know it isn't you anymore


Take my new pattern shirt and get dressed
I think we both know that would be best
You’re just so god damn bitter
And it's worse with every Twitter
You love to bitch and moan
Well you can just go home
I don’t know what you’re living for
I just don’t know you at all anymore
 
This one is a series of related -5,7,5- haiku poems



A sign of the times


A vested interest
U Knighted ties landing jets
Whose the enemy?


Military bratz
Sharpening sticks and grunting
A waste of the signs


Pricing a good myth
In hedging near the givens?
Stripping bones for war



Enemy sighted
Sharpened stones, walking on coals
Realpolitik met


Sense of decency?
You're loyal to the Banks so
Fuck America


You’re honorable
More honorable than me
Loyal to your bank
 
Also
And
so yesterday
sew today
sow tomorrow
And
Also
 
I click.
I read.
I'm out of TIME!

Real World calls.
I hate that chime.

I'd rather be
Where my mind runs free.

But, "Duty" calls!
So, "Off" I be.

Keep smilin'!! :kiss: (*8*)
Chaz ;)
 
That Time.....
Wasn't she on our side?

Your calls
Down my memoried halls

Thus be
Anyone but me

Smiley
And you so ever wiley


Duty...
God, but she was such a cutey

Then Hope
Like that old bar of soap

Thats Chaz
Still stirring up the jazz.
 
I love early Spring yard work.

wEED eATER



don't look, cops!
I said not to...OH GREAT!

WE ARE GETTING PULLED OVER
Eat this! ???.it's just some clover

HURRY a bit MORE!
and now check the floor
toss the baggie out the door

watch as I get my nose brown​
here comes officer clown​
SHIT windows DOWN!
 
You guys really hate my serious stuff huh? It's an acquired taste. I guess? No biggie...(*8*)Luv ya guys anyways:kiss:







note to self: round up chunks-o-coal for xmas stalkings/I'ma have to teach these whippersnappers to respect their elders___PLUS pick up some toilet paper and a tub of I Can't Believe I Pay This Much For Butter
 
Paul's Pearl Poppies



Elbow every shot
This still thing has fermented
Sour cherry mash


These corrosives rule
Bartender to thin the blood
Just another chink

I wear my Crown Role
Fluorescent and starry night
Cherry-flavored neck

here we go again
The smell of beer, and bourbon
Pining for Paul's feet

****
 
I've missed my time in the Poetry thread.
One never knows what you'll find,
frolicking fun, or full of dread.

My time, Like Chaz's does not come free,
so slipping off to here ain't always easy.

And, I must admit,
It takes some wit
to respond to what
here doth sit.

And, not always being up to the task,
I fall down, behind my mask.
Afore I've ventured near a cask,
In your metered glory, to bask.

Tzu, dear Gus,
You play the Fool,
but, without fuss,
You use wit as a tool,

And, while playing the buffoon,
Show dark wisdom to us,
asking not for a doubloon.
 
^
It's 2 bits an hour, minimum 4 hours

and cash only.

Non deductible as either business or

medical expense. No receipts,

Las Vegas Rules Apply, as in

What Plays Here...Stays Here.
 
Naked

I am not naked

Nothing left to hide

Addidas on my feet

D and G covers my butt

Rolex owns my wrist

And Nike has my back

So what do I lack

Why am I so pissed

This pain burning in my gut

The freezing cold and searing heat

My soul was set aside

I am so naked
 
you are right

it is night

so sleep tight

tomorrows light

will come early

don't be surly

grab your twirly

make it curly

enjoy the sleep

please don't weep

we love you deep

your soul to keep
 
How go it, sirs,
your verse concurs.

The day marches on
I'm home at last
time for a little play
let's have a blast.
 
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