| So ya wanna be a poet?
Posted: 9/18/2005 2:17:57 AM | I wanna be a poet
I wanna write what's wrong
I wanna be a poet
I wanna sing a song
I wanna - wanna - more
I wanna be a poet
just so I can write and adore
But most of all
I wanna be a poet
so I can be rich in words
and not down and out in being poor
Is this too much to ask
too much to wanna be
I wanna be a poet
and Wright Whales
in the south sea
I wanna - wanna - be a poet
because I just wanna do
Then in Australia - there was
a place called Wanneroo
I wanna be a poet
to compose love poems for you | |
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| So ya wanna be a poet?
Posted: 9/18/2005 6:32:24 AM | (previous page...Thanks for contributing another awesome write GreyMatters:)Awesome job....  Hope to see you here again soon!Poet..you know how much I appreciate everything you contribute to my threads.(very cool poem from you as well.)I hope everyone has a groovy day.Sundays are so nice for just kicking back.Im going to catch a movie with a friend and hit the park for a walk today.Its kinda cloudy but the weathers still nice here Have a great day yall,and enjoy the rest of the weekend     Kat | |
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| So ya wanna be a poet?
Posted: 9/18/2005 8:04:20 AM | Artie Farty had a party
all the farts were there
Tuti Fruity left a beauty
and they all went out for air | |
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| So ya wanna be a poet?
Posted: 9/18/2005 8:31:32 AM | Onthebus
Posted this just for us
So wed all be amused
Something this funny
Between me and you
I think deserves a
or two:)
Nice job hehe | |
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| So ya wanna be a poet?
Posted: 9/18/2005 9:34:32 AM | Romance is what makes the flower bloom
Roots secured,
in the foundation established
The stem ready to branch and explore
The dew in the morning,
kisses the leaves
Love radiating,
like sunshine and giving life
Nurturing touch,
felt through the fragile petals
The fragrance expresses the beauty
Precise is the time of this miracle
Romance is what makes the flower bloom | |
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| So ya wanna be a poet?
Posted: 9/18/2005 11:44:03 AM | Dear Feet
I've taken you for granted
For far too long you know
And now that one of you
Is staging a revolt
I think it's time I took the time
To tell you what I know
You've carried me far and wide
Supporting my whole life
Which, when considered
Is really no small feet
Over rocks and through the mud
Up trees and down
Pounding pavement on many a street
You rarely let me down
I cannot say you're gorgeous
But at least you never smell
Ankles, heels, and 10 wee toes
I'm so sorry you got mugged!
A rabid herd of mosquitoes
Robbed you of so much blood
I scratched and scratched
And scratched some more
But now I feel so bad
For the scars all over you
You scabby l'il lads!
So last night you said
ENOUGH!!!
And dumped me on my a$$
I guess you just need to rest
With my crutches I'll do fine
This too will surely pass
Righty you're so swollen!
Bruised black and blue
Little buddy I'm so sorry
For what I've done to you
So take a break and dream about
The toes of a special lass
Get well soon so we can dance
You colossal pain in the a$$
DOH!!!!!! Or foot...LOL | |
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| So ya wanna be a poet?
Posted: 9/18/2005 11:53:08 AM | Nikita...Hi and welcome to this thread:)I loved your poem.It was simply beautiful.I hope to see you posting here more soon.Thanks for stopping...Hey Ali:)I hope your ankle feels better soon ..Mwah! A HERD of mosquiotes? Sounds pretty menacing..Did I ever tell you about how my daughter says everything travels in herds...birds,people ect I cant recall.. I thought what an odd coincidence if i hadnt.2 more weeks actually a little less...Hang in there.I love the way you always stay on the bright side of things nomatter whats going on with you.I think thats how we got to be so close...Anyway...Im supposed to be discussing your poem not talking about us LOL whoops....so Great poem...love your sense of humour...Thanks for posting SKIPPY hehe:)Hugs,Kat | |
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| So ya wanna be a poet?
Posted: 9/18/2005 12:34:25 PM | Methinks that this poetry stinks
I wish I could work out the kinks
But I'm more of a poetaster
my pen flows like a turkey baster
and often lands me right in the drink | |
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| So ya wanna be a poet?
Posted: 9/18/2005 1:22:12 PM | I've been reading yours so I thought I might add a little of mine.
Ya'll are great!!!
My Thoughts...
I want to be supportive when his day has not been kind
I want him to know he shares with me my body and my mind
I want him to know that I’ll stand by him even though I may not understand
And even if I get angry, I’d still like to hold his hand.
I want him to know that I’ll never give up; I’ll stand by him ‘til the end
And that boyfriend, husband or father I’ll still cherish him as my best friend
These promises are completely sincere, Love is not a game.
And all I ask from him in return is that he does the same. | |
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| So ya wanna be a poet?
Posted: 9/18/2005 2:50:27 PM | Bunomatic....way too cute..LOL Who doesnt like a good turkey baster joke?   Thanks for posting:)kmsor24...Its only fair to show us yours since youve been checkin out ours LOL....kidding..I absolutely love your poem.What a beautiful testament to the ups and downs of unwaivering love:)Its the only way to love really.Hope yall have a great night...glad to see some new faces as well as the usual ones here... Yallcome back now ya hear?hehe Hugs,Kat | |
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| So ya wanna be a poet?
Posted: 9/18/2005 3:09:50 PM | Dippy Eggs
Daddys gonna make some dippy eggs
Runny drippy little dippy eggs
There so good
wish he would
make
dippy eggs
Oh
Dippy eggsss,
daddys gonna make some yummy dippy eggs
And with a piece of toast,
HEY They will be the MOST
those Yumme Dippy EEEEGGSSS
Made that one up for my kids, we sing it every weekend | |
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| So ya wanna be a poet?
Posted: 9/18/2005 5:49:49 PM | Onthebus - Dude you are Mr Forum
My poem
The Camel Toe
No mind of its own it cannot think
Watched and protected by its host
People say its been known to wink
Desired by all from coast to coast
It cannot walk although it's a toe
Shows up in the stranges place
It has a crack but is not broken
Sometimes pushed in a face
Often hidden afraid to be shown
Called out by some as animal
Gets wet when touched too much
No humps on the back of this camel | |
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| So ya wanna be a poet?
Posted: 9/18/2005 6:14:55 PM | Another one I wrote!
Dear Meat
I dip you and pull you to a point
In the mornings you stand at attention
You can write your name in the snow
The things I do to you, we will not mention
Your best friends are nuts
When mad you tend to spit
Twist you and often shake you
When excited you pump and have a fit
People call you really bad names
Like d1ck but we know you as Richard
Shrink yourself when in cold water
Can even change a name to b*stard
One eye you can't see out of
Often swollen at certain times
You are a friend I like to beat
Not to worry your always be mine | |
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| So ya wanna be a poet?
Posted: 9/18/2005 7:49:42 PM | be gone cold wind chilling my soul
frightening me evermore everyday
the lies you whisper cannot be true
i will not believe in you
be gone cold will, chaining my heart
your fences keep more in than out
your killing us in the name of protection
that's safety we can do without.
be gone cold fear, steeling my will
you just feed its insanity with bluster
and create a grey world afraid to feel
and suppress courage at daily muster
be gone cold doubts I am my own
not a factor of all before
recreated daily to live eternally
I am not all I was before. | |
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| So ya wanna be a poet?
Posted: 9/19/2005 1:22:15 AM | excersise is great
it makes me happy
i can eat buns and burgers
and not get fat because of it
i love exercise | |
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| So ya wanna be a poet?
Posted: 9/19/2005 2:20:18 AM | Tick-tocking in my ear
My dollar clock I hear.
'Arise,' it seems to say:
'Behold another day
To grasp the golden key
Of Opportunity;
To turn the magic lock--
Tick-tock!
'Another day to gain
Some goal you sought in vain;
to sing a sweeter song,
Perchance to right a wrong;
To win a height unscaled
Where yesterday you failed;
To brave a battle shock--
Tick-tock!'
You measure out my breath,
Each beat one nearer death . . .
O God, grant unto me
A few more years to be,
That somehow I may prove
My loyalty and love:
Wind up this worn-out clock,
Tick-tock,
Tick-tock! | |
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| So ya wanna be a poet? Yummy Eggs lol
Posted: 9/19/2005 10:25:08 AM | | Carribean...Look at you! That was an awesome poem if I do say so myself woot woot!Way to go...very unique writing style..I really hope to see more from you ..Mwah! Bernard.....You are too much fun for your own good.I actually love the lil writes you post in here:) GreyMatter...You are way beyond talented.I love the imagery you use...maybe YOU should take over this thread :D With writing ability like that....I could learn a few things from you...wow Watsnewwityou.............. I plead the fifth on a commentary...you Rock haha :) onthebus...You make me hungry I love your write and I can just picture th scene at your place during breakfast time..Could you be any more adorable? Id love to see more from you as well..have a good day yall Ill be around later..Hugs,Kat | |
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| So ya wanna be a poet? Yummy Eggs lol
Posted: 9/19/2005 6:58:44 PM | | Just dropped by to say one more time how chocked full of awesome,amazing,and humorous writes this thread is:)Its really a pleasure to read because its so diverse:)Love yall,Kat | |
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| A Future For The Young
Posted: 9/19/2005 8:09:02 PM | With three boys growing up in todays world hoping for the best that they can get,Our world leaders dont know them because they have never mentioned their names at each summit where they have met! And yet those same leaders say they want what is best for our children now and into the future, well spoken like a true aussie father who really does care you should stop telling lies world leaders for reasons just to suit ya! | |
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| A Future For The Young
Posted: 9/19/2005 8:30:46 PM | I was gonna
post something
but I lost
my train
of thought. | |
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| So ya wanna be a poet?
Posted: 9/19/2005 8:52:34 PM | i thought i was worth a dime
but i committed a crime
and with every chime
of the clock i'd climb
deeper in to the mist, one time
i would give her the prettiest line
until the time came to play the game...
until everythin turned out just the same
as it always does, always so lame
so plane.
i lied and i pretended
to be a man befriended
i took her money and she made me shine
she took me out to wine and dine
i wasn't interested
in anything she suggested
but i pretended
to get that dime
now i recognize the crime
that i've committed every time
i wanted true love
or a shove...in the right direction
true passionate affection
forever no
must never go
must never seek the exception
change me now
and forever more
i wont be a clown or a whore
change me for good
ill do what i should
or maybe...ill live under a hood
could have been good
if i would
give
a rib | |
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| So ya wanna be a poet? shirts are optional in here lol :D
Posted: 9/20/2005 12:17:41 AM | | HIya:) Thanks for posting your poem here jackpot...Very powerful words from you:)Ali Kat..... hehe wink.....Singlefather....Any and every post is welcome here...Thanks for sharing your opinion:)Its not a poem But thats ok Have a great night yall:D I look forward to seeing more from everyone...YAY for this thread Kat | |
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| So ya wanna be a poet? shirts are optional in here lol :D
Posted: 9/20/2005 4:08:08 AM | Invisible Attraction
Seeing an unclouded image of beauty so pure
Indescribable as it may seem, leaves me breathless
Hoping for peace of mind just to catch a glimpse
A quest brought forth to borrow me so relentless
The alluring affect it has on me is so enchanting
Chemistry abound brings forth the meaning of love
Trembling with excitement so refined with passion
Wildness and hysteria comes at me from above
Out of control as if I’m caught in a dream
Showers of gratified tears running down my face
Feel your presence so close; hold you in my arms
Without you in my life I would feel so out of place
Attractiveness that you have bestowed upon me
Not being able to remedy my thoughts so impure
Constantly devoted to your seductive lure
Reluctant and unavailable to ever find a cure
A miracle though as it seems has approached me
Between you and me there is a potential flame
An urgent promise of love compelling to call
Deprived, my heart broken not knowing your name | |
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| So ya wanna be a poet? shirts are optional in here lol :D
Posted: 9/20/2005 9:15:13 AM | | ^^^ I really dig your poem.Its so full of emotion,life and passion.Thanks so much for sharing:0All this reading is making me hungry LOL ...Right now I have my two threads and one Im watching for a friend:D Lunch time woo hoo!See yall later,Kat | |
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