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Posted: 3/8/2005 6:35:11 PM | Heh heh..Agent -- you friggen crack me up. I saved some for you...no I didn't save that...I saved this:
‘Tis true about the bidness
I beg ya’ll forgiveness
But I am merely a man
Composed of old Raisin Bran
Often I get the dire urge
To sit and and smile and purge
If you want I can save you some other other -y'know- stuff. Maybe it can be the prize for the Barn membership sweepstakes? I can make much more if need be.
I see my experiment was a partial success. Instead of the word "shit", we can use "shitake mushrooms" Here's an example:
"I dumped a huge load of shitake mushrooms in the toilet and clogged it up like a hayfever sufferer's nose in a Weyburn cow-pasture"
I see the filter allows "ass" but not "arse". I started using a*** because ass was being censored -- hm...I guess it's back to Plan A.
Now "cocktail" poses an interesting problem. How about it if we use the word "dicktail"? Example:
"I had a smart****ail down at the pub just before some bloke gave me a right proper snog. I finished my drink and kicked the shitake mushrooms out of him, by crackey."
It'll be a work in progress.
Okay...a poem:
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This Bag Is Not A Toy
I wish there was a warning on each pair of testicles
For the fairer sex
To not be so rough with the little collectibles
Sure they can be touched, fondled and groped
But please, please don't
Squeeze them like oranges and don't use the rope
Those are delicate fruit hanging just below Mr. Winky
This bag is not a toy
And it sure isn't a game of Clue or a skin-coloured Slinky
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But, for the record, I'd probably be aroused by a rat trap hanging from my beanbag after so many years of "non-action". Make sure the rat traps are free of hair and rat bits first. Thank you.
Later, eh. | |
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Posted: 3/8/2005 6:38:20 PM | Hm...I see "dicktail" doesn't make the cut either. This filter is going to take some creativity to get past.
Let's see...phallustail? Penistail?
Roostertail?
Ah, shitake mushrooms...let's just call a****ail dress a strapless, non-kilt-like skirt or something...
Okay...I'd better go hose off the toilet. | |
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Posted: 3/8/2005 6:42:46 PM | "Hey my Ditty goat, can I play with mr winky...I promise I will be gentle! Any guy reading this may think "What a lucky man he is!" Oh my gosh you ditty goat, what else are you going to come up with? Loving you till the end of time! I will be back later to add something! I had to respond to this thread!   | |
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Posted: 3/8/2005 7:10:41 PM | Ya want creativity, Goat?
How's about excess use of "quotations"? "cocktail" vs.****ail. "arse" vs a*** "arsenal" vs a***nal. "dicktail" vs.****ail
etc. etc. etc.
HAVE FUN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! | |
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Joined: 10/18/2004
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Posted: 3/9/2005 2:20:48 AM | Cocktail versus****ail ETC ETC ETC
It seems an "Evil Princess" has snuck into my cave
She Always knows she's welcome there... But still Its fairly Brave
To come Advice a Dragon,,,, while he's guzzling down the beers
{More chance then to get Fried ...... Instead of rousing cheers}
So now I know that Cocktail ....is just ONE of the words
You cannot write real easily.... All just TOO absurd
But still I 'spose the moderators need to made a point
Yet when they stuff my writing up... this Dragon gets annoyed
A pissed-off Drunken Dragon.. Is not a Lovely Sight
But thanks to Evil Princess ... I now can get it right
It seems that are lots of words that I can use in here
But now I have the Option..... Not many will appear
Greetings to all
Sleep needed DESPERATELY
3am kickoff ....even for old Dragons ....
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Posted: 3/9/2005 2:26:11 AM | An edit feature is something to behold
a cocktail, dick cheney and damn walked into a bar
A pissed off dragon sat there licking his wounds and scratching his ass
Edit , edit all the day
Edit against the dying of the night
Do not edit into the good ngiht
There are secrets to behold, for users old and new
damn hell boobs says bart, I really like the stars
I have something to say
Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
They are watching. | |
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Posted: 3/9/2005 5:25:33 AM | Good Morning everyone....
Seems like Longte has been picked on and censored, you naughty man....lol..guess you got the moderators on a bad day hun...lol
To funny princess...all those words you wrote and not one censored..
Hi Charming,Rory,Kobold,Agent...hope your all doing well..
Very funny stuff agent..
Hi Goat thank you for your kind words..
my addition for the day
MY PERFECTION
When I look at you
I see perfection
Even though you
Disagree
Your eyes are like
Two pools of the ocean
Drawing me in
Making me go deep
Your voice reminds me
Of an angels harp
Playing sweet music
To ease my pain
Your smile reminds me
Of the sun's rays
That turns the dark days
Bright and clear
Your hands remind me
Of the healer in god
When you caress my skin
I am so alive
Your body is like a temple
Built in ancient Rome
I want so much to
Worship you all night
Your heart
So full of love
Is rarer and more valuable
Then the most expensive diamond
To me your perfection
No others eyes can see
My own little treasure
To love, cherish, and adore.....
Miz | |
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Posted: 3/9/2005 2:35:50 PM | Hi there Miz, it is always a pleasure seeing you here with your poetry. As for cory, kobold and agent, good to see you all too! Longte and tera nice to see you here with your wonderful spirits! As for the goat well it goes without saying you are my sunshine every day my "Ditty Goat" I have to pick out a new bale now because my other one is worn out! I look at the walls and ask myself, "What do you want out of life?" "How can I live a happier life?" "What do I need to do for myself?" "When is this chaos going to leave my wandering head?" "Why do I choose the harder roads?" This barn is a very peaceful place to be! I think I will stay a while and just meditate! Not a bubbly writing today! I think I will soak up some of this warmth from the barn!
Those Challenges
Life has many challenges
With love, family, and friends
Or even just making it another day
I am faced with decisions
I am faced with hurdles
I surround myself in walls
Have to break these down
I hang from cliffs or the edges
Thorns in my heart make me bleed
Daggers thrown at me
I need to duck these
They drain me of my energy
I get all depressed and unhappy
I wonder when it is over
Feels like I am being pulled
My life comes to a halt
Until I pick up and move on
Heavy weight on my shoulders
Scales are unbalanced
Please help me make it through
Another day of my life
Without wanting to give up
I feel trapped in this box
No where to run except one way
To the demons who betray me
Will these all be gone soon
I want to be happy and free
Charming
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Posted: 3/9/2005 4:44:30 PM | Hello Goat, Miz, Kobold, longte, charming, agent. Lurkers, come on in-- the water's warm and the words are awesome.
Here's one from a score back when I worked at a steel mill.
FELLINI'S PEACOCK
Coffee break--
we sit in the clearing
on a finished beam
and talk about ugly
acid-bitten
faces and necks
we're treated to
and wouldn't it be nice
to see a woman
any woman
when one appears
a secretary
in a pretty red-
patterned dress
never mind
that she is leaving
while our arms embrace
this steelyard furnace
this sprawling hazard
where cancer kills the lifers
she waves to the twelve of us
as we shout back
our doubled fortune
a sudden breeze
lifts her dress | |
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Joined: 10/18/2004
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Posted: 3/9/2005 5:24:51 PM | Hi Rory
Loved it
Simple things can give great inspiration
Had to go down into town, just was yesterday
Had to do some boring Work... wasn't there to play
An Absolutely Gorgeous YOUNG woman passed me by
Striding through with Confidence, and her head held high
See through top without a bra.... skirt was Really thin
My eyes were drawn straight to her Thong... all it held within
First instinct, was walk right up.. say something to her
Hang on Man... Can't do that... Much too Old for Her
So was yesterday the Turning Point???.. Perhaps/Maybe I can
When Younger Women Comment... "Dirty....Dirty Old Man"
OH NO I'm not ready for that
I dont want to be a Dirty Old Man YET
Need some Words from Goat to assure me its
"ALL GONNA BE ALRIGHT"
Might fly out and Fricasee a few Knights tonight
Been a While
Might Make me Feel Better
A Dragon in a State of Agitation is not a Pretty Sight | |
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Posted: 3/9/2005 6:16:48 PM | Howdy-do. I have just enough time right now to lay this down, so to speak:
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The Rise of Metrosexual Man
See here at the local bar, once renowned for sports freaks
The wings are good and so is the beer
They don't serve no salad or steamed leeks
See now, the dawn of well-groomed and dressed young men
Capturing hearts of the women-folk
Like young proud roosters courting the hens
Oh, the ladies cluck and giggle when one walks by
Their eyes agog, smiles do form
And they lean in together, whisper and smile
But just as winter will always kill the gorgeous rose
The women will soon understand
We all look the same under them clothes
Yup...I'm talking about back hair in colours of all sorts
Moles, skin tags and misshapen warts
Scrotal pustules and rashes that never really heal
That jacket may cover the body of a bull-elephant seal
It may be the cover of the book that'll get you to buy
But it's always the story that's worth your while
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And I'll be back in an hour or two to read and respond. Been another busy day here in the olde barn...good to see. I shall return...wait for me. | |
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Posted: 3/9/2005 7:00:28 PM | Hi all. Wonderful writes. Haven't been feeling very creative lately. All I have to offer is some of my reflective thoughts.
Quagmire
I have no direction,
No aspiration or goals,
I feel no connection,
With society as a whole.
Working to live,
Living to work,
Mind is pensive,
Buried in murk.
I am just existing,
Life has no real value,
My sanity twisting,
Spiraling askew.
Living paycheck to paycheck,
No end in sight,
My life’s a shipwreck,
With no relief to my plight.
I don’t want it to be like this,
And I try not to complain,
But something is amiss,
When in living there’s no gain.
That which does not kill you,
Only makes you stronger,
A statement that sees me through,
But I don’t know for how much longer.
No rest for the wicked they say,
I’ll just have to accept it,
And just take it day by day,
Because I’ll never quit.
~Kobold~ | |
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Posted: 3/9/2005 7:27:03 PM | Feeling kind of sappy tonight for some reason.
Real
When it comes to cars, I can fix anything, anything at all,
When it comes to women, I’m set up for a big fall.
So many differences, between the way they think and I think,
As such, it can be problematic and drive me to the brink.
There is no technical manual, and really, maybe there should,
On dealing with relationships, then maybe I could.
I’d like more understanding, and am willing to compromise,
In all areas am willing, except with thieving and lies.
I don’t think I ask much, I wish I could say the same for them,
I read their ads for a perfect man, now that can be a problem.
After all, no one is perfect, neither a woman or man,
And all we can ever do, is try the best we can.
Maybe we don’t need manuals, just realistic expectations,
The everyone of us, might have better relations.
So I guess all I can do is be me, hopefully that has some appeal,
Because out there, somewhere, someone’s looking for something real.
~Kobold~ | |
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Posted: 3/9/2005 8:04:57 PM | Kobold, I continue to be impressed by the honesty in your verses. Speaking of miscommunication between the sexes.......
DIALECTICS
Whenever my thoughts turn evil
you put on a happy face;
if I buy you a plant
you pull off all its leaves:
now is when I should ask you
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Posted: 3/9/2005 8:35:28 PM | Evening all. I've done some reading tonight...there's lots of quality poems here tonight by the usual culprits. I see a couple of new people here tonight as well...cool.
Charming...Be careful with Mr. Winky. I had to duct-tape him back on after the Vacuum Cleaner Incident of 2003. It was a trying time, but I got through it. Love yer right back until the end of time, too. I read your poem and wonder the same things as well. I also ponder what my job is on this planet, or what would I like to do so much that I would actually pay to do? I haven't come up with any answers yet. A good friend and teacher said to me if I want to be free, just be free. It's never as easy how it sounds, though. Stay sweet and charming. There's always a place for you here.
Agent...quoatations might do the trick, but they look so darned inelegant. Phallustail Dress sounds good to me. If phallus hasn't been censored yet. It still bugs me that "ass" isn't censored while "arse" is. It's a mad, mad, mad, mad world...
Longte...it's going to be allright, man. I have had a few experiences like that msyelf. I actually had a 19-year old tell me I was old. Scary. Those young ladies should be aware that those perky bodies lose their firmness quite quickly after 25 years old unless they really work at it. The cute as a species don't age well. Ugly folk like me are ageless.
Rory...howdy. Heh heh...ah, if I could count the number of times I'd join the steelworkers in a good ol' hooting at some purty young thing walking by. One wiped out when her heel broke, too. We weren't kind then, especially us poor young labourers. She did her best to ignore us, though. Good writes on the second go-round too....small, compact and punchy. Love it.
Kobold...two excellent writes. Poetry reflects the mood we're feeling; honest poetry hangs it all up for everyone to see. I get in those moods too, as a few of you might have noticed. I write my way through it all and there's a lot of it no one will ever see in my lifetime. It all helps to keep my bubble level. Ride 'em out -- we're travelling with you.
Evil Princess...that's a good test for the censoring filter. I roared when I read through your collection of words. Heh heh...you crazy, anh? Welcome to the barn.
Willbebannedsoon...I have no doubt.
Okay...g'night folks. Hugs and handshakes all around. See ya'll tomorrow. | |
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Posted: 3/9/2005 8:36:58 PM | Hey! Willbebannedsoon was banned...and soon!
Ah, now I can roam the forums with impunity.... | |
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Joined: 10/18/2004
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Posted: 3/9/2005 8:55:13 PM | Only one trouble with Fricaseed Knight
New Titanium Armor is welded on Tight
Dragon's Teeth may be Sharp and Claws really Good
But I really need more to get under the Hood
Its a terrible waste {of quite Stringy meat}
To just leave it there... Fricaseed in the Street
So don't worry Goat 'bout a noise near your home
I'll just borrow your gas-axe and take it along
Then juicy morcels I'll take easily
To ease my frustrations I'll have them for tea
Maybe I'll forget as I'm chewing away
About the YOUNG darling I saw Yesterday
Feeling BETTER already
Thanks Goat | |
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Posted: 3/9/2005 8:55:16 PM | Hey! I forgot Miz! Sorry about that.
I'll just go back and read your poem....
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Oh, and it made me purr. I haven't purred since I was 16 and I was really drunk in this tent with Rhonda...oh, er...sorry...
Oh, you've done a good job there. You tugged on a few memories there and all the feelings that came with them. Bless you, Miz. I'll be taking that one to sleep with me tonight. You'll have to make room for Charming, though. Ah, literate women make my toes curl. Hurm...
Okay...I'd better hit the hay. G'night. | |
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Posted: 3/10/2005 4:53:36 AM | Well I almost thought you missed me....sigh was about to put up my hay bale for sale and move on
I am glad you liked it Goat...and you and 2 females in bed, isn't that a mans dream come true?...lol...I am at a loss for now in words, I am having one of your brain farts I think...sigh I hate having a block, but I have been writing lots, so guess one was due to come..I am digging up some old stuff so that is what you have been reading, I am keeping one back..but actually now that I think of it, it is probably more tame then what I have shared..lol oh well....Keep making me smile Goat, I thank you for being a part of my life even if its on the pc and with your words, It's sad that I have to come in here to hear what I need to keep moving on, but I am glad I have a place to go to..
Kobold, nice to see you back, I loved both of your poems, the first one about living I understand completely, there are days you just wonder why are you doing this and whats in store for you, things I hope will change....Like I have said before you have passion that comes out once in awhile, I like when It does...
Longte, your only as old as you feel, and don't worry,I won't be calling you a dirty old man, your to much of a respected poetic master for that to be said here.....I always love your works, they usually leave me at a loss for words, yeah shocking me with nothing to say...lol
Peaceful river
Out in the darkest, deepest forest
my minds eyes cannot see
the pain you left in my heart
the day you wanted to be free
This is the only quiet place
where I hear no surrounding sounds
or feel my mind work so fast
and my head begin to pound
I need this solitude and peace
this escape from you
most days I feel like hiding
not knowing what to do
I came upon a flowing river
reminding me of my tears
and how I can get overwhelmed
by the quiet rush of my fears
Your leaving has impaired me
more then you will ever know
but deep down inside I fear
memories will have to be let go
So as I sit and gaze,with wet eyes
I see my unhappy past
begin to flow out free like the river
finally giving me peace at last....
Miz
Charming, thank you for your kind words, hope all is well with you...
Rory, Agent...hello all...hope your doing well, and hope to continue to read your words...
I wrote this for the poetry contest, don't think I posted it here, one of my favs so I am sharing again... | |
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Posted: 3/10/2005 3:46:53 PM | Greetings and salutations, all and sundry. Well, another gorgeous day, a hint of spring in the air-- oh, I forgot, this barn's in Saskatoon. I'll try to fire up the environs with my hot air.
Goat-- man, those phony metrosexuals wouldn't have a chance in a competition with the ladies if you walked by their preening self-consciousness and swished your tail at one of their targets....... as always, very entertaining read.
Thanks, longte. As for your pondering the "dirty old man" label, rather than shrink from that tag, I'm looking with future pride to someday being regarded as such by the fairer sex. Enjoyed your poem, and the one word that comes to mind when I read your verses-- "insouciance". I love that word (and that attitude).
Miz, you keep putting together heartfelt lines of love and loss that's both direct and moving. Thank you for sharing that.
charming, always look forward to you brightening up the barn.
And if Kobold can produce work as good as this when uninspired, I look forward even more to his full-throttle efforts (couldn't resist the pun on K's alter-ego, it fell in my lap, sorry).
Now, as Olivia Newton-John would say, it's time to...
"let's get metaphysical
metaphysical
let me hear the heavens roar
the heavens roar......."
EVOLUTION
Clouds dab the ceiling grey from blue;
a brush of pestering gusts mark and set
off the frothing waves with corrugations
like an old man's furrows upon waking again;
the sun-worshippers shiver, grumbling, depart.
Without audience, the clouds through an expanse
of air knight all the sea's shoulders with rain;
the subjected shore foam splays its approval
as the brushstrokes cease; the frenetic creation
dissipates into the memories of patient trees,
adding more cuts to their old bark
from which further oxygen will mold
horrors as do moral mothers and fathers,
tomorrow and all the next days, horrors
of scaled ends fingering the source. | |
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Posted: 3/10/2005 4:01:32 PM | Rory, thank you for your kind words, but I feel they are not worthy, I read the works that are here and the depth of them are outstanding, I can not compare to them at all..there are so many talented writers, with insight and depth to their poems, one day I hope to have as much as you guys....
Keep up your wonderful writes, they are always a pleasure to read....
Miz | |
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Posted: 3/10/2005 4:13:43 PM | I delved into the depths of closet, certain I wasn't coming back out again
Past issues, heartwarming feelings, and hey! my gym shorts from grade 8
All tumbled down around me in a cacaphony of mischief
What's this? A half eaten orange from my stint as a vegetarian
If that orange could talk, oh the tales it would tell you
Tera was a lesbian, nope now bi, nope, women are crazy, back to being straight
Sorting through the jumble I came across my childhood toy, tattered and torn
One eye missing, accusing me of intentful neglect
"Heathen" he would cry, "you went back on your roots. Where's the nice girl gone?"
I ripped out the other eye. damn toys, think they can tell me what to do, I'll show them | |
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Posted: 3/10/2005 4:33:36 PM | Another great day for our weather thus far! I am still battling the unfittest cold and trying to pack, find a place, and get ready to move plus working the ole gravy shift! No sleep for this Charming one for a while! Five more days to victory and celebration of new changes!
Tera: Wow! Your words cut so close to my own heart! You truly are a princess my dear! It was deep and heartfelt your words and I could actually feel your words! Great Job!
Miz: Hello there it is always a pleasure seeing you around and things will get better in the long run! I am so glad you did not give up your bale of hay!
Rory: As always your writing is wonderful! And I am glad to see you still roaming around the ole barn!
Longte: As always your talented writings are a blessing in disguise especially when I need it! Thank you for your wonderful writings in here, they too make my day!
As for my favorite "Ditty Goat" It is always a pleasure reading your stuff! As for "Winky" poor guy sealing him up in that duct tape...as long as he is not "winky" at me, than I will continue to be kind and considerate! You have been a busy Ditty Goat writing all your followers pretty soon the ole goat is going to need a secretary to handle his feedback and comments! As for two women in bed with you, well I can handle that, thank you for making room for me!
My busy head
Scitter scatter what a batter
Running around in circles
Busy head is growing fatter
Waiting patiently for miracles
Head is banging on the walls
Being stopped at all thought
Rolling around like springy balls
Remembering what was taught
Time to take a resting place
And slow those wandering words
What a shame; what a disgrace
They are flocking like birds
My very busy head
Thinking about the next step
Oh how I persistently dread
In great width and depth!
Here is my entry for today! It still amazes how I come up with words such as this right out of the blue with very little thought! It pours out and what a finish I must add! all the best to you all this wonderful day and may my days get better and better each day!
Charming 2005 | |
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Posted: 3/10/2005 5:09:44 PM | well done charming, it is amazing how sometimes the words just flow out....
I am just adding something that came to me, since it seems like alot of people are sick with the cold and flu...thought I would write this up...
nighters all...xoxoxox
The Flu
I can’t seem to get rid of it
Don’t know what to do
Why must you haunt me
You darn old flu
I can’t breathe at all these days
My nose is so stuffed up
The only fluid I seem to take
Is Nyquil by the cup
Going through Kleenex
It seems by the truckload
Non stop using it
I am on blowing overload
My body is always aching
It feels like my bones will break
Walking to the bathroom
Is more then I can take
How come the room
Keeps spinning around
Maybe I should sit
Before I fall to the ground
Oh my head hurts so much
Feels like the devils inside
Just want to crawl into bed
Into the darkness and hide
Please go away you darn old flu
There’s nothing left of me
You have taken all you can
So now just let me be….
Miz | |
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Posted: 3/10/2005 7:41:41 PM | Been doing some reading, great writing in here.
Goat, love the metrosexual poem. A lot of truth in it-know a few.
Miz, love the peaceful river, I can feel the pain in it, and see the restoration of ones soul.
Rory, Evolution for me is quite visual-great write!
Charming, been there, done that-too many times-lol, love it.
Tera, wow, wild write there, and kind of a dark side to it-hehehe-love it.
Well, this 1st one is written about a passion of mine-being WWII fighters. I even have an aviation page at my website-though it doesn't really fit there. But its just soemthing I have always loved since I can remember. Enough rambling-here we go......
Me109
With 1800 horsepower, the Daimler Benz 605
The Me109 from the clouds, upon its enemy dives.
With the Mk108, sending a hail of heavy lead,
Fighters and bombers alike, many it does shred.
Truly an awesome weapon, in the hands of the right man,
With an approximate length of 29 feet, and a 32 foot wingspan.
In its day it was the master flyer, few could hold their own,
Many that tried, died, and out of the sky they were blown.
A formidable foe, a fighter plane to be truly feared,
One that many a pilot flew, and quite often revered.
But it no longer prowls the skies, with its armament aimed,
No more rumble of its DB 605, for which it is famed.
Into history it passed, but will never fade away,
As one of the greatest fighters to fly, in and of its day.
~Kobold~
Modern Cavemen
Violence is the answer to all,
Or at least it seems to be,
Man set up for a fall,
The continued road of misery.
Why can’t we all get along,
Having peace instead of war,
To be so full of hate is wrong,
No one listens anymore.
We all have the similar need,
For clothing, shelter, and food,
But so many are driven by greed,
And over their wealth, brood.
We all bleed the color red,
The black, yellow, and white,
And we all want to get ahead,
But instead, only fight.
I believe if we don’t change our ways,
That soon, man will be no more,
On my mind it heavily weighs,
It’s just something I can’t ignore.
I have no solution to the problem,
One that we really need to solve,
And there isn’t any magic serum,
It’s our minds that have to evolve.
The caveman days are no more,
Lets live as a civilization should,
With peace, and no thought of war,
And unto others, do only good.
~Kobold~
Nature
Quite often I like to sit, and take in natures splendor,
The work of art it is, like on a canvas it does render.
I love the songs of the birds, as they sing in the early morn,
And the bright colors of the flowers, of which they adorn.
I love the reflection of the light, off the morning dew,
And the warmth of the sun, from the clouds it peeks through.
An orchestration of beautiful sight and sound,
From high in the air, all the way to the ground.
Take a minute from your busy life, and take in natures view,
And I’m sure you’ll appreciate it, as much as I do.
There you’ll find piece of mind, breathe in your surrounding,
Nature has it all, and it’s all quite astounding.
~Kobold~ | |
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