Poetry thread

[GoddessOfGuinness]

Who Knows?

In downtown Uncertainty we met for the first time,
Amid the flurry of rush hour.
We closed our eyes briefly,
Hoping to quell the confusion,
Expose the illusion;
Yet our reawakened vision found us standing there
Still in a stinging swirl of chaos…
A sweet stinging swirl of chaos.

[CO Liberal]

1. There Once Was a Man From Nantucket.....

:-)

[GoddessOfGuinness]

2. Whose Limerick was stuck in a bucket

:P

[name not needed]

10. Whose dick was so long he could suck it

And he thought with a grin while stroking his chin,
If my ear was a pussy I'd fuck it.

:P

[GoddessOfGuinness]

11. He'd break his eardrum...

...

[OneBlueSky]

3. ’Twas brillig, and the slithy toves . . .

Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

“Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!”

He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought—
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.

And, as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!

One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.

“And, hast thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!”
He chortled in his joy.

’Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

Jabberwocky, by Lewis Carroll

[GoddessOfGuinness]

4. I can't read that poem

without hearing the Cheshire Cat sing it ala Disney...

Great...Now the tune's stuck in mah haid!

[BlueHandDuo]

5. I'd love to take the time...

...To write some words sublime;
'Twould make my spirit climb
And wash away the grime
Of poverty and crime.
Alas! I fear my prime
Has passed. It's clear that I'm
Unable now to make the words come out sounding the same at the ends.

[GoddessOfGuinness]

6. You took the time.

It was sublime.
And who the hell cares if the words don't sound alike? :-)

[SarahB]

7. Haiku

Setting me afire
Wanting his hands upon me
Burning with passion

:evilgrin: :evilgrin: :evilgrin:

[GoddessOfGuinness]

8. One brilliant-shining soul

was wrent into two
when Time imploded
creating Life anew,
begetting me,
begetting you...

Boop boop dee doo.

[JohnLocke]

9. Happy the man

Happy the man, and happy he alone,
he who can call today his own:
he who, secure within, can say,
Tomorrow do thy worst, for I have lived today.

Be fair or foul, or rain or shine
the joys I have possessed, in spite of fate, are mine.
Not Heaven itself, upon the past has power,
but what has been, has been, and I have had my hour.

- Horace, translated by John Dryden

[GoddessOfGuinness]

12. Well said...

:toast:

[jukes]

13. Companion

The day has past
And I remember:

One night in the park,
Oberon's laughter
And the moon shone
Nearly as brightly as you.


Alone at night
And thoughts of you
Move like the shadow of leaves
On my white wall...

[GoddessOfGuinness]

14. Thank you...

That's lovely. :)

[WindRavenX]

15. Morning

Morning

When I wake
again in this world,
and see the ivory light wash over us
and hear the coos of the doves outside the window
There is peace.

Come close to me, I whisper
Time is my enemy; I cannot linger here
though my heart believes if I will it
time will cease; and I can stay here
in this moment.

As you nuzzle my neck and trace my thighs with your hand
a cool spring breeze comes into the room.
We are much too drugged with sleep to talk
but words are quite unnecessary now.
Just hold me for a while ime can devour me later.

appiness is the smell of sin the song goes
But I do not believe this, for sin is an absence of light
And all I feel is light
lying here with you, all I ask is this:
Do not condemn what you cannot understand as unholy.

[GoddessOfGuinness]

16. :-)

:-)

[GoddessOfGuinness]

17. How Curious, the View of the Fundy

How curious, the view of the fundy,
Who walks down the street with
Baptismal blinders forcing his focus
only upon those crying “Lord! Lord!”
as holy offerings bulge in their overstuffed pockets.

He’s oblivious to The Christ
As She ministers some small comfort
To the “good” Reverend’s unwanted child…
the one who was despised and rejected
for finding love with another man.

He spews forth his message of intolerance and hate
in the name of God,
for the sake of Heaven’s promise;
yet covers Paradise’s path
with the rubble of an Iraqi family’s home.

Back home, his good wife
(who avoids individualist thought, in fulfillment of the scriptures)
teaches their children a lovely fantasy about creation;
while Life’s true mysteries, revealed by the Almighty,
are shunned as sacrilege.

How curious, the view of the fundy,
Who walks down the street with
Baptismal blinders forcing his focus
only upon those crying “Lord! Lord!”
as holy offerings bulge in their overstuffed pockets.

[jukes]

20. very nice!

i like!

:bounce:

[XNASA]

18. 101 Reasons Why He's David Bowie and You're Not

by Martin Newell

-David uses his spare time
For dreaming up new styles
He never spends Whit Monday
In the bathroom, grouting tiles

David's early efforts
Often dwealt on alienation
He never noted Diesels
Or hung out on Reading station

David shaved both eyebrows
And the net effect was arty
He never had just one done
While unconcious at a party

David in his sixth decade
Still has a head of hair on
And not some strands resembling
A barcode printed thereon

David orders goodies
From an oriental teashop
He doesn't trawl for bargains
In the pound & 50p shop

David dabbled earlier on
With Genet, Brecht and Fassbinder
He didn't lie on sofas
Drinking "spesh" and watching minder

David put on make-up
And a dress, in search of glamour
And unlike you, he wasn't chased
By skinheads with a hammer

David says "Good evening.
Here's a song of mine from Low ."
And never: "Orright, Dog's Head?
This is one by Status Quo..."

Another thing with David
Is he keeps himself in trim
But the single biggest difference
Is: your wife still fancies him.-

[GoddessOfGuinness]

19. LOL!

Drinking "spesh" and watching minder
???

What're "spesh" and "minder"?

[LanternWaste]

21. one of my favs...

if all the bugs in all the worlds
twixt earth and betelgeuse
should sharpen up their little stingers
and let their feelings loose

then all human beans
on saturn earth and mars
would realize their significance
amongst the spinning of the stars

archie the cockroach
(e.e. cummings)

[GoddessOfGuinness]

23. This poem should

serve as a forward to every insect-horror flick out there! :toast:

[Reciprocity]

22. Give Me a Home Among the Gum Trees

I've been around the world a couple of times or maybe more
I've seen the sights, I've had delights on every foreign shore
But when my mates all ask me the place that I adore
I tell them right away

Give me a home among the gum trees with lots of plum trees
A sheep or two, or a kangaroo
A clothes-line out the back, verandah out the front
And an old rocking chair

You can see me in the kitchen, a-cooking up a roast
Or Vegemite on toast, just you and me, a cup of tea
Later on we'll settle down and mull up on the porch
And watch the possums play

Give me a home among the gum trees with lots of plum trees
A sheep or two, or a kangaroo
A clothes-line out the back, verandah out the front
And an old rocking chair

There's a Safeways up the corner and a Woolies down the street
And a brand new place they've opened up where they regulate the heat
But I'd trade them all tomorrow for a single bush retreat
Where the kookaburras call (coo-coo-coo-coo-ka-ka-ka-ka)

Give me a home among the gum trees with lots of plum trees
A sheep or two, or a kangaroo
A clothes-line out the back, verandah out the front
And an old rocking chair

Some people like their houses with fences all around
Others live in mansions and some beneath the ground
But me, I like the bush, you know with rabbits running 'round
And a pumpkin vine out the back

[GoddessOfGuinness]

24. Is this a song?

Did you write it?

[Reciprocity]

25. Did you write it?

No my friends in Brisbane Australia sent me this in a e-mail. Not sure if its a song.