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Posted: 1/16/2007 7:56:02 PM | I like the way this thread just keeps going.
I am far from a poet, but someone inspres me to write.  
Yes, wabbit, I am a gentle hunter.
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I see you widdle wabbit
You cannot hide from me
Now come and taste the carrot
It will set you free
You know you really like it
When I set my trap and snare
You know that I'm a kind hunter
Who would never hurt a hare
Now climb into my trap
Come and take the bait
Take it in your hungry mouth
Why do you hide and wait
You know you want the carrot
I see the hunger in your eyes
Now come out of hiding
Come out claim your prize | |
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Posted: 1/16/2007 8:04:10 PM | Ohhhh..........................he's hunting wabbittttt.
Ohhhh..........................he does it welllllll.........
Willlll...........................he catch his wabbittttt??????
Yesssss......................time will telllllll..............
~How do you catch such a unique wabbit?
~Unique up on them! 
Willllll.........................she let him catchhhh herrrrr?????
Willlll.........................she show her 'ittle tale?????
It'ssssss....................easy....to catch the wabbittttt...
just be faster than a snaillllll...!!!!!!!!
(Got the sillies in me tonight!) 
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Posted: 1/16/2007 8:07:43 PM | come out and claim your prize already
i know we haven't gone too steady
but you keep dangwin da cawott in my face
makes me kwazy all ova da pwace
put yo cawwot away mista.. | |
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Posted: 1/17/2007 8:59:03 AM | The Magic Of Love
Love is like magic
And it always will be.
For love still remains
Life's sweet mystery!!
Love works in ways
That are wondrous and strange
And there's nothing in life
That love cannot change!!
Love can transform
The most commonplace
Into beauty and splendor
And sweetness and grace.
Love is unselfish,
Understanding and kind,
For it sees with its heart
And not with its mind!!
Love is the answer
That everyone seeks...
Love is the language,
That every heart speaks.
Love can't be bought,
It is priceless and free,
Love, like pure magic,
Is life's sweet mystery!!
@BestKept............I truly almost busted a gut reading your post/poem/whatever it was?!!!!
Way too funny girl........... Got anymore for us?! | |
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Posted: 1/17/2007 10:02:45 AM | There was a lady, and gent;
Their souls were lost in time.
They both had looked, searched, around,
for love they could not find.
It was a long hard road, to this,
It was the test of time;
they both had thought this love ,
theyd missed,
would never come to mind.
The more they talked,
the more they knew.
The more their love did grow.
And then one day they said, alike;
It is you , I need to know!
So as the story goes, and flows;
Their love it grew and grew,
This widdle wabbit, and her man,
and the little wabbits too,
Have found the love , the mystery of ;
the story of a life,
That takes the hand, of a gentle man,
and makes the wabbitt,,,,his wife!
LOLL{just a poem, and a thought,,thought it was cute!} hugs to you T. and S. jules | |
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Posted: 1/17/2007 12:04:52 PM | Ah "jules" you are such a die hard romantic and I love that about you truly! Keep them coming dear friend, but can I say.........your last line made me jump a little!
So the wabbit chase continues wabbit hunter.............check this one out!
In Your View
The widdle wabbits out into your view
To see if what you say she can believe is true
She looks at you with eyes of trust
To get that special carrot, she knows this is a must
Closer and closer the wabbit inches near
Something in her says to have no fear
He'll play with you and treat you kind
This wabbit hunter is truly a rare find
So sweet widdle wabbit is now in front of you
So tell us dear wabbit hunter, what shall you do?
everyone.............52 days to go! | |
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Posted: 1/17/2007 12:28:44 PM | In response to your original question, my best work comes out at the oddest times. One of my favorites pieces was scribbled on a napkin while I was also working doing customer service in an online fantasy game. It was Christmas day 2005. So there I was in the game listening to little Billy explain how he was cheated out of his gold by a dishonest player while the last poem on this list fell out:
http://foggypoems.blogspot.com/
It is weird how this happens. I have been taught that much of our development as people and as spirits happens quietly out of our sight. It build slowly and then comes forth in what looks like a sudden change. Poetry can sometimes work the same way.
Wolf | |
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Posted: 1/17/2007 12:48:32 PM | A wabbits tale
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Yup! The hunter's got a cup
looks around to fill it up
but he's thirsty and hungry too
maybe gets some wabbit stew?
with spying eyes he sees his prey
"I never looked at a wabbit quite this way"
tears wale up his heart beats fast
I'll catch this wabbit, without the blast!
now in his arms, he holds her dear
~thinking~
"root vegetables are good this time of year..."
so off they wander in total bliss
she with her life, and now he with his!
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The moral of this little rhyme?
(first of all, this rhyme's a crime) lol
*You may not know what you want, until you see it! ~OR~
*A wabbits tale (tail) ends up happy in the end
...when hunter is a vegetarian!
Sorry, T...lol...you asked for it~
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Posted: 1/17/2007 2:04:00 PM | Ok you totally amaze me Best kept
Somehow I don't think your done just yet!
As I read through the pages of this thread
So many faces are shown that I hold close to my heart
They have become dear friends even though distance keeps us apart
Their presense on these pages are truly a sign to me
That there are great ladies in this pond that I am lucky to know
Through their poetry my feelings for them grow
To you with the voice of an angel
You have been there from the start
A friend Ms. Carolina that I hold deep in my heart
To the one out there in BC
You make me see things from a different point of view
This is something let me tell you that not many can do
Then I think of the one who holds eyes within her name
Our minds and hearts connected through forum posts
You truly have supported me through this the most
One of you is no longer fishing here
My New Yorker friend you were my strength and gave me peace of mind
I wish you well in life's journey, and may a man one day treat you kind
To my friend who had to leave her home
Your voice is sweet, your words are kind, you radiate the heart of a mother
I hope that a good , honest man finds you and you need not search for another
I smile when I think of the next friend who is truly a bubbly blonde
She radiates pure warmth, kindness, and a smile that brightens your day
To see your poems upon this thread, touches me in a special way
Last but not least is the lover of the flowers
Out of all my friends I can say you are the wisest of the wise
It is amazing to me how you have made me see things through your eyes
In closing I want to thank you speacial ladies and friends
You've watched me over time, and saw how much I've grown
A piece of my heart I've given you, it is a piece that you shall own
I wish you all the best and may your journey be a happy one
Remember I am here for you at anytime night or day
Forever friends I hope we'll stay even when far away
Widdle wabbit waits in the flowers for the hunter to appear........ | |
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Posted: 1/17/2007 4:50:19 PM | Ya'll been busy today. It makes my heart happy to see this thread growing everyday.
I am going to enjoy sitting with My wabbit in March as we read over this thread together.
Best, you are a hoot, thank you.
Umm........ Jules? ya mind if we meet before you hire the preacher?
She hops through the flowers
So happy and free
She looks at the hunter
"You looking for me?"
She hops ever closer
This hunters she trust
She want to take the carrot
To taste it she must
With a twitch of her nose
And a hop from her feet
She springs to her hunter
It's time that they meet
He looks at her with kindness
As she hops in his arms
She knows she is safe here
From worry and harm
He stands up slowly
Cradles his prize
He lets out a sigh
Tears in his eyes
He walks home with her
And whistles a tune
You would have thought
He captured the moon
I see you My Widdle Wabbit
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Posted: 1/17/2007 5:28:16 PM | Marching, Marching, Marching...
What is this talk of a March?
Are we all to be in it?
How many will take part?
I should buy new sneakers
And stretching a must...
Will there be a whistle?
Think we'll kick up a little dust?
What to do...
I'll bring my kazoo!
The color is blue,...............what?....what's that you say?...............ohhhhh...uh...oh...
 never mind
~good luck on your meeting in March!~ 
(I'll stop now and behave myself - yep) | |
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Posted: 1/17/2007 5:36:10 PM | Talking to my kids made me think of this one.
Children are wise
They see with thier heart
The know Daddy's happy
He's taken Cupids dart
The come to the computer
They see her on cam
They see how she smiles
When Dad says, Yes Ma'am
They ask many question
They want to know
Who is this woman
Who makes Daddy act so
They see I am happy
They say I am silly
They like this nice lady
That stole the heart of a hillbilly
Yea, yea, yea, I know
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Posted: 1/17/2007 6:01:03 PM | Awwwwww............................from your widdle wabbit!
Ok, it appears that Jules and I are addicted to another thread here in poetry so I thought I would bring it in here to keep this thread lively.
I want to start the 8 line rhthmic stanzas but it must stay on topic with this thread , I'll do a couple to give you the idea, see if ya can follow along Best Kept?!!
March is coming near only a short time away
She'll meet her wabbit hunter that fateful day
Standing in the airport she will look at him and smile
They will stand and stare for just awhile
He'll take her hand and lead her to his jeep
Out of nervousness he'll let the horn beep
They will drive to they do not know where
As long as they are together, they haven't a care | |
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Posted: 1/17/2007 6:04:12 PM | As long as they are together, they haven't a care
They have so very many things to share
A day at the local park
Where they will sit there under the tree in the dark
She'll smell so sweet and look so fine
This wabbit hunter will want to dine
Dine on wabbit far into the night
To taste and sample will be his delight
(Ok, now let's see if we can follow along and keep it going...........peace everyone!) | |
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Posted: 1/17/2007 6:15:30 PM | As long as their together, they haven't a care
because they both aren't wearing their underwear
so off to lake
the water they did partake
and soaked under the moonlight
to their delight
what clothes they had, hung on a line
now we all know what they had on their mind!
(I suck at this)
I thought I was suppose to behave myself! | |
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Posted: 1/17/2007 6:17:30 PM | Best kept you start with the last line!!!!!!
Go back and edit.........silly girl...........pay attention will ya?!!!
your's should start with...........to taste and sample will be his delight | |
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Posted: 1/17/2007 6:28:22 PM | now we all know what they had on their mind!
Oh the things they do
Where do they find the time?
They take to the water
Together they will swim
They are happy to be as one
They act on every whim
She is his Wabbit, she is his Hon | |
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Posted: 1/17/2007 8:25:48 PM | She is his Wabbit, she is his Hon,
Off they go into the sun.
The moon will turn a blushing haze,
tonite, is the nite, for the wabbits to graze.
His gentle ways, are her desire,
I think they might just start a fire!
Then in the wake of day anew,
those cwazy wabbits, will have carrot stew. | |
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Posted: 1/17/2007 8:49:41 PM | Those cwazy wabbits, will have carrot stew.
The whole town came, the whole town knew!
The happiness, and joy was there,
Even that old fat gnarly hare! {lol}
The children played, the animals danced.
It was a big ole party, that all had chanced.
And in the end, the party, sneaked,
away from the field, nobody peeked.
LOLL sorry that one was a little lame T. | |
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Posted: 1/17/2007 9:18:31 PM | Away from the field , nobody peeked
News of the departure quickly leaked
Yet no one would dare interupt their fun
So they continued to dance in the aftenoon sun
The two of them rolled in the hay
Laughing and giggling, like two children at play
He had caught his wabbit right here in the field
Now he wondered just what that would yield? | |
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Posted: 1/17/2007 9:23:21 PM | Away from the field, nobody peeked
At hunter and wabbit, that was so unique
playing a game called hide the carrot
wabbit won big but hunter got merrit
The bushes , they shook
Still the crowd turned away
what happened next
is still talked of today!
Ah, sh*t, T!!!!!
I give......hands up!
( I get the game, I'm not quick enough!)
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Posted: 1/17/2007 9:30:52 PM | (never give up and trust me , you are giving me a laugh which is oh so cool.......trust me BKS, you can learn the game , I have faith in you)
****Just remember to start your's with the last line of mine or the one above you
Is still talked of today
When people pass fields of hay
How the wabbit hunter caught his wabbit
And now has a lifetime habit
You see them playing all the time
Especially with lymirics and rhymes
He has a look that no one can deny
>>>>> (this one BKS) His wabbit most definitely caught his eye | |
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Posted: 1/17/2007 9:38:55 PM | His Wabbit most definitely caught his eye
So did others when they did spy
But the hunter, he did fight
And off they ran with such fright!
Wabbit thought about it all night
And the next day, to hunters delight | |
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Posted: 1/17/2007 9:54:57 PM | (Ok Sharon we are getting better now, you got the first line thing right.......now just remember 8 lines, are you playing with me girl?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
And the next day to hunters delight
His widdle wabbit squeezed him with all her might
For being the mighty hunter and oh so strong
That she gave him some loving all night long
The hunter was tired from all the play
So she said let's take a little nap in the fields of hay
There they lay in a silent sleep
Until he let out a moan so deep | |
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