Solivagus Posted October 19, 2003 Report Posted October 19, 2003 The first of, hopefully, many. They'll come slow at first, but that's only natural really There was a time I could have stated, on the subject of comments related, If a poet can sigh, as senseless as I, Then I'll bury the comments I hated. The point is sometimes, I get me too cute And hurt someone's feelings too much, to boot, Believe when I say, I intend not this way My gibes should be a touch more astute. I'm a kidder, a jester, an all around pest I don't mean to harm, only add zest, But sometimes I mar by going too far, It's hard to abate a really good jest. I said enough if you read all my stuff, There in the rough, most of it's puff, Forgive and forget, "Hail Fellow well met" And don't go away in a huff. Richard looks on nervously-well, what do you think? Should I try another?
Peredhil Posted October 19, 2003 Report Posted October 19, 2003 well, I liked it. As a personal standard, I try to never tease or joke with what I think might be true. Even if I'm not personally sensitive on the subject, I've found too many hearts have no defense against the truth - even when said in jest. -Peredhil
Ayshela Posted October 19, 2003 Report Posted October 19, 2003 *nod* "can't you take a joke?" is one of the meanest things a person can say.. but i like this. i especially like the awareness of self, of intention, of effect.. i like this. well done.
Solivagus Posted October 20, 2003 Author Report Posted October 20, 2003 Hehe Just in case I get rich some day... There are people of our ilk Who are used to nil but silk, We expect that should we meet, It's a must to kiss our feet Because we're known as the elite. It is likely you are lowly You are surely not as holy, We are special kind of people We are strong and never feeble, We're a bell up in the steeple. Don't compete, t'would be a joke You could try but you would choke, Butterflies be in your belly Your attempt would be like jelly You are meant to run a deli. Could you ever really join us, Might as well just try to coin us, We're unique unto each other, You could never be our brother This was told to us by mother. Thanks for coming in to see us, You're too far below to be us, You should try again next year Keep yourself away from beer If you see us..you should cheer.
Ayshela Posted October 20, 2003 Report Posted October 20, 2003 LOL Gods i know some people like that..
Solivagus Posted October 21, 2003 Author Report Posted October 21, 2003 (edited) Hehe-you cannot deny the power of a shoe! Richard and his lonely shoe, Weather beaten, wet with dew, What untold tales the shoe must know, Having lived through years of sun and snow, Drawn to him by an unknown force Filled with sorrow and remorse And now the two may live as one Until their time on Earth is done, The shoe for its lost twin must grieve And sweetest Richard, so naïve May journey on to Camden Town And find the only way is down When darkened eyes and sweeter smiles Are separated not by miles But by the space between two stars And quiet songs played on guitars By troubled souls who cannot sing Their words are left now, lingering On calmer nights when girls in dreams Tear their hearts out from the seams And talk of losing and the hurt And finding answers in the dirt Where Richard found his lonely shoe, Weather beaten, wet with dew, Though lesser things may come to mind, I hope some happiness they find To soothe their souls and let them see The beauty left in dignity And as they walk, forgetting woe And pain they bore some years ago They smile as they are taught to do, Richard and his lonely shoe. This blue stuff does strange stuff to you you know? Edited October 21, 2003 by Solivagus
Solivagus Posted October 25, 2003 Author Report Posted October 25, 2003 I can't believe I'm writing this stuff... Down in the cellar where I'm put when I'm bad, I discovered a friend and his name is Chad, Chad is a mouse and it's strange as can be, 'cause I chat with him and he chats with me. We discuss world affairs and our neighbours' too, The price of éclairs and the price of glue, He's keen on cheese and he has a wheeze, It's the dust down there and the normal sleaze. The other day he acted prestigious, He said he and his were mostly religious; His concept of heaven was Orlando, Flo. Where creators still worked and the tourists go. His chief creator he knew as Walt, Whose kin still worked at a movie vault. Now, these known facts do prove to me, That all earthly creatures have a deity. Don't argue with me; go argue with Chad, If you really do, you'll come out bad, When Chad and I spoke, I heard him say, He's ready for Walt on Judgment Day.
reverie Posted October 26, 2003 Report Posted October 26, 2003 I like the shoe and chad poem... Commentary seems your strong points... stick with it... in general, work on the flow though... revery the dreamlost "i'm just a rose unpicked left to wilt on the stem of life...(me)" the dream continues...
Krista Posted November 26, 2003 Report Posted November 26, 2003 hey! You`re getting good at it:) The shoe-story was the best I think but the others are nice too. See - it isn`t so hard to write a happy poem;)
Beautiful Nightmare Posted November 26, 2003 Report Posted November 26, 2003 oi happy poems thats so cool im really proud of you! And there really good too keep up the happyness
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