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[B]Here's a thread for your poems, new and existing, and others you have read and would like to share![/B]
[I]If posting a poem written by anyone other than yourself, you must follow it with the writer's name.
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[B]NOTES:[/B]
Obviously, use no language that would cause discipline here were the same words composed as prose. Further, if the subject matter of the poem can be considered "hot button" in any way, please use sufficient additional metaphors until as the intended meaning is rendered so oblique it cannot violate forum rules against discussing such matters.

[B]AND:[/B]
Poems need not rhyme, but probably should.
No disparaging what's posted. They won't all be good.

[B]
FINALLY: [/B]
Please, no haiku.

A personal favorite....

England is a cup of tea.
France, a wheel of ripened brie.
Greece, a short, squat olive tree.
America is a gun.

Brazil is football on the sand.
Argentina, Maradona's hand.
Germany, an oompah band.
America is a gun.

Holland is a wooden shoe.
Hungary, a goulash stew.
Australia, a kangaroo.
America is a gun.

Japan is a thermal spring.
Scotland is a highland fling.
Oh, better to be anything
than America as a gun.”

― Brian Bilston

The word "gun" which ends each refrain is a metaphor for friendly, playful puppies. They're a little clumsy, but filled with love.

A great start, for sure, now let's have one about daffodils!

[QUOTE=jdandns;18661665]The word "gun" which ends each refrain is a metaphor for friendly, playful puppies. They're a little clumsy, but filled with love.

A great start, for sure, now let's have one about daffodils![/QUOTE]

Along the same lines, my family just adopted a blind cat from the shelter. He is definitely "a little clumsy, but filled with love."

PBM, PBM...
How do they keep on getting in?
Monotonous like EDM
Put me to sleep like REM
Rehashed speech like meaty phlegm
Not clever like a cheeky femme
Tarnished like a streaky gem
Don't need them, wipe them, TP them
PBM, PBM...

Hickory Dickory Dock....
[NSFW Content]

OHHHHHHHH!

[IMG]https://static.tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pub/images/ADC_old_school_4684.jpg[/IMG]

Hindsight is a funny thing
Grants crystal perfect clarity
Removing all contingency
From selective memory

I wasn't sure but now I was
I told you all why and because
Who would win, who'n't belong
It's funny how I'm never wrong

Nostradamus, suck my _____
This isn't just some parlor trick
I'm educated, can't you see
My degree says S-E-C

Missed pick? Missing nomer
Crafting heroes just like Homer
Making fiction into fact
It's all so clear when looking back

[QUOTE=TheHeel;18661683]Hickory Dickory Dock....
[NSFW Content]

OHHHHHHHH!

[IMG]https://static.tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pub/images/ADC_old_school_4684.jpg[/IMG][/QUOTE]

Hickory Dickory Dock
A mouse ran up my glock.

It pulled the trigger too...
Shot a hole in two...

But who cares the NRA pays well...

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[QUOTE=TheHeel;18661683]Hickory Dickory Dock....
[NSFW Content]

OHHHHHHHH!

[IMG]https://static.tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pub/images/ADC_old_school_4684.jpg[/IMG][/QUOTE]


Takes me back about 17 years when I was cleaning pools and on my Tuesday route in the older but exclusive Rancho Circle area was the persnickety Andrew Silverstein.

Nothing blows your slick image of “Dice” like an old man in a worn bathrobe who slowly comes out every visit with a crotchety Long Island tinged “Good morning Daniel, please don’t forget to clean the all the baskets for the automatic cleaner also!, Have a nice day young man.”

Sorry, I have no poetry to share.

[QUOTE=LVDan;18661703]Takes me back about 17 years when I was cleaning pools and on my Tuesday route in the older but exclusive Rancho Circle area was the persnickety Andrew Silverstein.

Nothing blows your slick image of “Dice” like an old man in a worn bathrobe who slowly comes out every visit with a crotchety Long Island tinged “Good morning Daniel, please don’t forget to clean the all the baskets for the automatic cleaner also!, Have a nice day young man.”

Sorry, I have no poetry to share.[/QUOTE]

What a douche.

He was the absolute worst thing about the 2018 A Star is Born remake.

I like to consider myself "politically correct" but I have never [I]not [/I]been a big fan of Andrew "Dice" Clay.

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He was a nice enough customer. Just the polar opposite of what my image of him would be:
Toned and tan with the shades on a lounge chair framed with bimbos while Sam Kinison’s “Wild Thing” blares on the fake rocks embedded with speakers blasting
Or maybe Whitesnake.

Today was the first Labor Day I didn't see him working
That's because he died the night before
"He's in heaven now!" my youngest brother shouted
When he met me at the door

I told him to go watch cartoons

My mother was in the bedroom
All alone next to her husband
"His stomach's still warm, he's still here!"
I had to tell her that he wasn't

She was screaming on the phone
That morning when I answered
Now all she could do was blame herself
As if she forgot about the cancer

I heard a sliding trombone and then my brother's laugh

Roses are red, violets are blue.

This forum has gone to hell since the increase in posts of a certain two.

I like big butts and I cannot lie
You other brothers can't deny
That when a girl walks in with an itty bitty waist
And a round thing in your face
You get sprung, want to pull up tough
'Cause you noticed that butt was stuffed
Deep in the jeans she's wearing
I'm hooked and I can't stop staring
Oh baby, I wanna get wit'cha
And take your picture
My homeboys tried to warn me
But that butt you got makes (me, me so horny)
Ooh, Rump-o'-smooth-skin
You say you want to get in my Benz?
Well, use me, use me
'Cause you ain't that average groupie
I've seen her dancin'
To hell with romancin'
She's sweat, wet
Got it goin' like a turbo 'Vette
I'm tired of magazines
Sayin' flat butts are the thing
Take the average black man and ask him that
She gotta pack much back

When I
die
I'm sure,
I will have a
Big Funeral...
Curiosity
seekers...
coming to see
if I
am really
dead...
or just
trying to make...
Trouble

[QUOTE=BostonNut;18661814]Roses are red, violets are blue.

This forum has gone to hell since the increase in posts of a certain two.[/QUOTE]

#thread

#facts

[QUOTE=callou2131;18661910]I like big butts and I cannot lie
You other brothers can't deny
That when a girl walks in with an itty bitty waist
And a round thing in your face
You get sprung, want to pull up tough
'Cause you noticed that butt was stuffed
Deep in the jeans she's wearing
I'm hooked and I can't stop staring
Oh baby, I wanna get wit'cha
And take your picture
My homeboys tried to warn me
But that butt you got makes (me, me so horny)
Ooh, Rump-o'-smooth-skin
You say you want to get in my Benz?
Well, use me, use me
'Cause you ain't that average groupie
I've seen her dancin'
To hell with romancin'
She's sweat, wet
Got it goin' like a turbo 'Vette
I'm tired of magazines
Sayin' flat butts are the thing
Take the average black man and ask him that
She gotta pack much back[/QUOTE]

Fail unless you are indeed Anthony Ray.

[QUOTE=jdandns;18661652][B][I]If posting a poem written by anyone other than yourself, you must follow it with the writer's name.
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[QUOTE=BostonNut;18661814]Roses are red, violets are blue.

This forum has gone to hell since the increase in posts of a certain two.[/QUOTE]

Who and who?

[QUOTE=jplarson;18662190]Fail unless you are indeed Anthony Ray.[/QUOTE]

He stole that from me in high school

lol
 

Roses are Red,

Violets are blue,

Chiefs and Eagles......

and from the 'Boys chunks flew

:flex:

[QUOTE=callou2131;18663060]He stole that from me in high school[/QUOTE]

LMAO!!!!

[B]Dinner Haiku [/B]

Yum, mashed potatoes.
Creamy, smooth, and delicious.
Great, now I’m hungry.

Ev'ry thing you can imagine is in this rhyme,
So it's not up to me if you like the lines.
If it's lacking, it's your fault. That's on you.
You should have paid more attention in school.

And then God woke up.