POETRY - Can you write a Poem?

[DonQuixote]

Tzu Tzu and the man
Got together with a plan

I haven't been getting out to the poems thread,
Much to my dismay,
I haven't had time enough to ponder
What people have to say.

But, lo and behold,
Cum what may,
Lefty was right spot on,
I must say.

 

[DonQuixote]

You got the Lie: A n0te for those who'd pretend to read this n0te
Hey you,

Wennie,
Your verse tends to the perverse,
A sad rad, full of bad.
When will you see, there's plenty for to be glad?!

 

[DonQuixote]

Lefty,
Your melancholy is quite replete,
wrapped up in a sheet.

I am here to help you beat
it back from the brink,
for melancholy,
it does stink.

 

[Lefty]

Donnie,

Thanks but that little life lesson was an

angst cup for my young friend Chuck. I

was trying to get him to look up a bit..

 

[DonQuixote]

Lefty,
Maybe betwixt and between
what you and I've seen,
We, as one, can arrest,
the gloom, replaced with the best.

Night night, now.

 

[Lefty]

Shep and Old Horney
(eulogy)

Old Horney and I took our last ride
My best friend and his body have died

Left me behind with a gaping hole
In the place I call my soul

Old Horney my life long mate
Rode on out and through the gate

Up the hills to blaze the trail
Me to follow without fail

My dearest friend when the rent is due
I'll saddle up and ride with you.

But here deep in my heart
Never ever will we be apart.

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Shep,
I don't do saccharine Hallmark
It's okay to miss him man

 

[DonQuixote]

Lefty,
That's a beautiful tribute.

I don't hit the other forums, too much, as you know.
It appears someone near and dear to Shep+ has
gone on before us?

 

[Lefty]

Donnie,

pull up and read HIS recent blog...

Should be self explanatory...

I found out by accident. my own self

 

[Lefty]

His Side

Just because you are haunted
Doesn't mean you are unwanted

Some things up the sleeve
Are private hurts we grieve

You say I tell you all these horrid lies
Talking shit like the Lord of Flies

But if you looked beyond the role
And focused on my battered soul

You would know I love you much
I'm just not good in the double clutch

You can have or you can own
but my heart is mine alone

You dare to call them horrid lies
Even as I lay between your thighs

Does that mean I am the haunted
Lying here..somehow spent, spurned
truly unwanted?
_______________________________
Hey bud.there are two sides to every coin
just like two sides to every bed.

 

[ShihTzuTylenol]

Tomorrow is more than soon enough
Before I share more of my juicy stuff.

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this msg was found on an iphone in Shihs 'KRIB"

GAWD I've mistU Lefticus!

 

[ShihTzuTylenol]

Welcome to the occupation monsieur haunted, I see you're off to a good start. Usually Lefty doesn't respond to anyone with less than a thousand posts. You've obviously made an impression. BRAVO!

 

[Lefty]

Shih Shih Tzu Tzu,

You ain't 'posed to rat me out to the newbies that I'm a fucking

elitist SNOB.

Now how am I going to pluck CHERRIES if the orchard has been

placed under watch alerts?

Crumbs and fudge ripple...I am distraught.

 

[Lefty]

At The Beach

Old crab and lobster shells

fuck this beach it really smells

Strewn with old lost cherries

even piles of dingle berries

The sand has gotten gritty

And the air is so shitty

As far as this old man sees

These beaches all are more sleaze

I hear the Easterns all whining foul

Here, you can use my crying towel

Might even try it way down south

Yet still I feel down at the mouth

But what I hate the most

I oh so miss my golden coast

California here I come...

Hope those assholes save me some.
___________________________________

I may not be a good 69er
But there ain't no one finer
Than this native gold miner
And a prideful lifelong 49er.
___________________________________

Have you Had enough
Of all my Emo stuff
Don't be a damn cow
You tell me right now
And I will just go
You will miss me though

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[oakpope]

Hello all, first post from this frenchy (sorry for any barbaric english, please correct me if needed) !

my last "poème" :

Shadows

shadows, shadows, shadows around us
they're coming, creeping, slithering
without a sound

they will overwhelm us
they will engulf us
they will taste us and find us good
they will want some more

no one knows, no one fears, no one runs
they're shapeless, they're limbless, they're mouthless
but they prey on us nonetheless

no saviors will raise, no heroes will fight for us, no avengers to bring us justice
there will be cold, there will be hunger, there will be despair
children won't remember what tears are
children won't remember what beauty is
children won't remember what peace is
we won't remember what children are

grey dust will cover everything
hatred will occupy our hearts
and be home without neighbours

and then we will be no more
there will only be silence
and shadows, shadows, shadows everywhere.

 

[oakpope]

another :

Children's play

come on, come on, come to me
it's cold out there
we will play together
if you're lonely I can give solace

taters I wear, barren skin, do you see ?
would you rejoin me outside ?
that would be fun, playing seek and hide
I am lonely, approach so I can watch your face

in the middle of the ice I stand
such a long time waiting for you
shiver not, friend, I understand

soon we will be united forever
let my arms reach around you
crush you to the immortal death of my fever

 

[Lefty]

Wow....another newbie

Salut M'seur, Salut

Liked your contribution

would split and rework stanza 4 a bit

but good strong wordage and visuals.

I am a prick and a fussbudget so if I

sound critical.....really I'm not....maybe even jealous

You and Haunted just took the cake out of the cakewalk.

Don't sweat the language stud .. I has ben spekin this shit

fur nigh on 60 yrs and still ain't got it wright.


welcome to the Pervert family of man.

 

[oakpope]

Thank you Lefty for your warm welcome
indeed you're right
that strophe deserves a rewrite
your kind words make me already at home

 

[oakpope]

All's right :

Don't you dare and tell me to shut up
My screams were within long enough
Pain and Sorrow, dear sisters, just please, leave

Innards on fire, sore throat, all's right
Agonizing self torture, the maskerade is intact
When it's madness border, smile

Life was an unscalable wall,
I couldn't let myself hope,
Crushing sadness was my night's lover

I should have gouged my eyes,
It's too late, I have seen outside
Envy is gnawing at my resolve

It all comes crashing down
My whole life was a lie
Soothing words to quench the thirst

Unbearable posture I can't keep up anymore
Please, oh, please, let me touch the Freedom
Will you help me bury the monster I thought I was ?

Nature's folly, or is it beauty ?
Can we love what is borbidden,
Can a man love a man ?

 

[Lefty]

Mon petits Ruisseaux (hope I got that close to right)

I sense an inner turmoil.

A gut roiling towards the surface

a pustule of confusion seeking air

or is it a sensitive young man

using the tools of of the bards

to express an emotion tendered by many?

 

[DonQuixote]

Haunted and Oakpope,
Welcome, one and all,
to the celebrity ball.

Your verse is insightful,
and perhaps inciteful, too,
I hope your words are just lyric,
not revealing, who
or what you may have been through.

Your words are welcome,
you've nothing to dread,
you are spot on,
for this thread.