POETRY - Can you write a Poem?

[Jay-the-Dedicated]

Hmm, never noticed a poetry thread b4...I'm going to have to gather some of my works for this...I have a series on the Moon that I would like you guys to read... I'll try to post them tomorrow.

 

[ShihTzuTylenol]

Hmm, never noticed a poetry thread b4...I'm going to have to gather some of my works for this...I have a series on the Moon that I would like you guys to read... I'll try to post them tomorrow.

I want to see your Moon series Sir Jay...

Man On The Moon
by Michael ShihTzu Stipe

Mott the Hoople and the game of Life. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Andy Kaufman in the wrestling match. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Monopoly, Twenty one, checkers, and chess. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Mister Fred Blassie in a breakfast mess. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Let’s play Twister, let’s play Risk. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
See you heaven if you make the list. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.


Hey, Andy did you hear about this one? Tell me, are you locked in the punch?
Hey Andy are you goofing on Elvis? Hey, baby.

Are we losing touch?
If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon.
If you believe there’s nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool.


Moses went walking with the staff of wood. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Newton got beaned by the apple good. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Egypt was troubled by the horrible asp. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Mister Charles Darwin had the gall to ask. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.


Here’s a little agit for the never-believer. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Here’s a little ghost for the offering. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Here’s a truck stop instead of Saint Peter’s. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Mister Andy Kaufman’s gone wrestling [wrestling bears]. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.


Hey Andy did you hear about this one? Tell me, are you locked in the punch?
Hey Andy are you goofing on Elvis, hey baby, are we losing touch?
If you believed they put a man on the moon, man on the moon.
If you believe there’s nothing up my sleeve, then nothing is cool.

 

[DonQuixote]

Gus,
I know this is a tribute to your "cousin".
Your best bud who just lost his battle with cancer.

Know that we are there with you in spirit,
and wish we could be there in person,
to hold and hug you, comfort you,
To help with your kids and whatever needs doing.

 

[Lefty]

[FONT=&quot]Il a Juste Roule Avance[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]by M. Laisse a Cheval
[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]My best friend left town today[/FONT]​

[FONT=&quot]Saddled up and rode away[/FONT]​

[FONT=&quot]The plains of Texas just weren’t enough[/FONT]​

[FONT=&quot]He needed more and different stuff[/FONT]​

[FONT=&quot]Gave me one last smile and an awful wink[/FONT]​

[FONT=&quot]But what he said forced me to think[/FONT]​

[FONT=&quot]Said he’d left so much undone[/FONT]​

[FONT=&quot]And he was sorry to miss the fun[/FONT]​

[FONT=&quot]Those kids to raise up and a heart to share[/FONT]​

[FONT=&quot]So many people that need your care[/FONT]​

[FONT=&quot]Said he’d wait just up the street [/FONT]​

[FONT=&quot]Until such time as we could meet[/FONT]​

[FONT=&quot]Part of me left town today[/FONT]​

[FONT=&quot]Packed it in and went away[/FONT]​

[FONT=&quot]Our time too short and not even enough[/FONT]​

[FONT=&quot]But still he left me all kinds of stuff[/FONT]​

​

...........

 

[DonQuixote]

Lefty,
That's beautiful.

 

[ShihTzuTylenol]

[FONT=&quot]Il a Juste Roule Avance[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]by M. Laisse a Cheval
[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]My best friend left town today[/FONT]​

[FONT=&quot]Saddled up and rode away[/FONT]​

[FONT=&quot]The plains of Texas just weren’t enough[/FONT]​

[FONT=&quot]He needed more and different stuff[/FONT]​

[FONT=&quot]Gave me one last smile and an awful wink[/FONT]​

[FONT=&quot]But what he said forced me to think[/FONT]​

[FONT=&quot]Said he’d left so much undone[/FONT]​

[FONT=&quot]And he was sorry to miss the fun[/FONT]​

[FONT=&quot]Those kids to raise up and a heart to share[/FONT]​

[FONT=&quot]So many people that need your care[/FONT]​

[FONT=&quot]Said he’d wait just up the street [/FONT]​

[FONT=&quot]Until such time as we could meet[/FONT]​

[FONT=&quot]Part of me left town today[/FONT]​

[FONT=&quot]Packed it in and went away[/FONT]​

[FONT=&quot]Our time too short and not even enough[/FONT]​

[FONT=&quot]But still he left me all kinds of stuff[/FONT]​

​

...........

very very beautiful, thank you hon

 

[Lefty]

[FONT=&quot]I didn’t and I shan’t[/FONT]

By: Mel N. Collie

[FONT=&quot]Forget you[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]I didn’t and I shan’t[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]I wouldn’t and I can’t[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]I couldn’t lose my part of you[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]I didn’t lose the friend so true[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]I know Not one moment will ever evade me[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]I know Not one moment will ever cease to be[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]I can still hear the silly giggles and snorts[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]I can still hear stale jokes and the make out reports[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]I remember salted tears and the smelly farts[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]I remember the stall outs and all the fresh starts[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]I can still see us hard at work and harder at play[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]I can still see us long past this depressing grey day [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]I will always keep those parts of you mine deep inside[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]I will always thank you for our time and the wild ride [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]I wouldn’t and I can’t[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]I didn’t and I shan’t[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Forget you[/FONT]

_______________________________
Not sure this is any better G...

 

[DonQuixote]

Lefty,
It's great.
Simple, Clear, Straight from the Heart.
It touches any of us who have been in a similar place.

 

[ShihTzuTylenol]

Yes, that's a wonderful piece Sir... I have mist you guys more than words can say. Thank you for being patient with me, I'm a bundle of raw nerve endings lately. I will certainly need to restart my therapy sessions after this, but for now there is far too much work to do--can't have my mind in a fog of meds, lol --- must focus.


Now -- a mint for your pillow, with love, forever yours -- G



Wendell Gee

by Ophelia Hartz Shihine
​

...that’s when Wendell Gee takes a tug
Upon the string that held the line of trees
Behind the house he lived in
He was reared to give respect
But somewhere down the line he chose
To whistle as the wind blows...with me


He had a dream one night
That the tree had lost its middle
So he built a trunk of chicken wire
To try to hold it up
But the wire turned to lizard skin
And when he climbed inside...
There wasn’t even time to say goodbye to Wendell Gee





So whistle as the wind blows

If the wind were colors
And if the air could speak
Then whistle like the wind
Blowing through the trees

Whistle as the wind blows, with me

 

[DonQuixote]

Hi, Gus.
We're thinking about you, man.
Deep inside our hearts.

 

[Whipped]

Anniversary

About a year has passed since Boi began
to work at a cattle receiving station where he
directs bewildered, angry cattle into pens
to be sold. The sun has given him a deep tan.
His jeans that fit like sausage skin reveal
an ass and cock and balls that men would like
to whip and squeeze and fuck. They can't get enough
of staring at him when he dances many a jig and reel
as he directs the cattle. He has yet to fall.
And if he did, he'd get a bullwhip slash
across his well muscled back and his sexy ass
that he saves for weekends for his love, a tall
Tom Cruise-look alike and with his dash.
When they wear leather jeans, men say, "What class!"

 

[Hot4Latinos]

I posted some prose poems on a separate thread
http://www.justusboys.com/forum/showthread.php?t=354843

 

[freefall]

For our dearest Gus:
______________________

The Sarcophagus

Alive; are we now, after the murder?
From the agony we crave and feed on
Paused notions faked by despised enemies
In a blink of distinct blinfolded ears
I wish that not be our sole weapons

Defy…

Dennied already by allies and friends
We swim and dive, extend our faith
For loans have met their expire time
Entrapped in foe schemes of fiends
Standing on risky haphazard bases
Enunciated by rivals whose lies have faded
As we break the vaguely hidden limits

Ban…

The diminished flare beyond our grasps
After disoriented sacraments go along
With our melted tears as debts to owe
And empty lifeline as provided sacrifises

Toil…

Turn fear weak, weary, and feeble
Like a clock slowing down due to rust
Corroding, never be mended or fixed
Signing phases of lost contacts

Fill…

Set us please through pure compassion
Derailing vengeance and abhorance
So we can miss not the gate of virtue

Give…

Wider the gap crucifixing the tiles
Let us kneel and pretend to be avail
By then, we resist the gravity pulling

.....................Grant…us…might…
.....................Wish…us…luck…

A gained wisdom as consolidation prizes
Procrastinated always by frightened visages
And abandoned by raided vagabonds
Truth shall then recover its identity
While we seek given lessons to learn
And the haunting fidelity to be fought

Find…

Aim…

 

[Lefty]

HEY FK....

Good of you to do for Gus. He is in an emotional rip tide now...anybody

showing they think of him is like a buoy in the water that he can grab on

and rest a minute before diving back in. Everyone knows how 'they' felt

at such times but EVERYONE feels different.

Butt, leave him lots of the 'buoys'...knowing your friends are there helps

more than most people can conceive.


Untuk memiliki teman baik Apakah Untuk Menjadi Teman Baik.

 

[ShihTzuTylenol]

You And Me

I never thought of this as funny
It speaks another world to me
I wanna be your Easter bunny
I wanna be your Christmas tree


I’ll strip the world that you must live in
of all its godforsaken greed
I’ll ply the tar off your feathers
I’ll pluck the thorns out of your feet
You and me


You and me

And if I choose your sanctuary
I’ll want to wash you with my hair
I’ll want to drink of sacred fountains
and find the riches hidden there


I’ll reap the lotus and the peyote
I’ll want to hear the caged-bird sing
I’ll want the secrets of the temple
I’ll want the finger with the ring
You and me


You and me


And if you made me your religion
I’ll give all the room you need
I’ll be the drawing of your breath
I’ll be carpet you should weave
I’ll be the sky above the Ganges
I’ll be the vast and stormy sea
I’ll be the lights that guide you inland
I’ll be the visions you will see
Visions you will see
You will see

You and me

 

[ShihTzuTylenol]

good gay poems should always include stuff about the sacred fountainand the riches hidden there...imho

 

[Lefty]

and after the rings,
and the spit is swapped
when we done those things
the heavy breathings
the emotional seethings
the juicy emissions
the blushing admissions
the fountains spraying naked and nude
the action without protection just lewd
if we made a baby lad...
oh fuck...who will be the dad.

...................
fountains make old degenerates horny too.

 

[DonQuixote]

Profound verse, guys.

My mind is fried this e'entide,
I'm afraid my verse won't abide
the standards shown with pride.
But, I'm here by your side,
To lend a shoulder or be your guide.
(although we might wind up lost,
no matter, what's the cost?)

 

[Lefty]

The candles in the stars


Life is really just a window sill
And I look past it every day

My heart and mind the view to fill
Life is ever out there in every way

There are candles on my window sill
People who will not lead me astray


Shining through the deepest of my dark
Even there when my world is fully lit

On my soul they all leave their mark
To cosset or chide me as they see fit

Lead me through hell or into the park
Help me stand and help me sit


My life really just a window sill
My candles come and some must go

That is nature and her will
Such is life and its flow

Candles become stars and they still
Light my life with their glow.

------
Your people
don't die
Just the bodies do.
Go ahead now
Have a cry
That's real enough
It won't hurt you
Do it
Then dry your eye
I tell you now
And I tell you true
People are memories
Memories don't die.

-------------------

Still not happy with what I want to say but maybe I'll try again later.

Hey hey gusty stay gutsy my dear friend.
I sending mental hugs and love for all of you there 24/7.

 

[DonQuixote]

Lefty,
That's great sentiment on so many levels.