da gud poeum kompetishun

Don't poest enyting 'bout wabbitz ore da moon.

Alsew.....
Keap erotikka out uv itt.
Sum peeples tink erotikka sucks.
Butt itz bin around fer centureez.
Wabbits tew.
Butt seriouslee peeples,
Keap wabbits und sexx und da moon out uv dis kompetishun.
Itz yours tew winn.

rm

Roachie, "only gud poems will get a trophy".
does this mean every gud poem gets a trophy?
Or only the best of the good poems?

HollyDove said:Roachie, "only gud poems will get a trophy".
does this mean every gud poem gets a trophy?
Or only the best of the good poems?



Ohhhhh dovey.
Youse kann figur itt out.
:D chaears!

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True Love A Metaphor
I breathe in your fragrance and it becomes nostalgic  
like a myth from a story book
I will bottle and bury it deep within my heart forever.  
Unmistakably,undeniably,undoubtedly  
I love you  
And as such is beyond contestation!  

As if a prophecy of Ill-fated love had been foretold to me  
I drop down to my knees helpless and begin to weep;  
I know you are leaving me  
as many before you have done  
never to return until you are lifeless  
until your body lay dead at my feet.  
I whisper into his ear softly do not forget me...  

I reach for him and tell him to take this  
take it and keep it safe!  
I place something wet into his outstretched hand.  

Now frightened and lost for words  
he looks at me and wonders for a moment;  
not knowing why he starts to cry  
streaks of fear now scar his cheek  
he wipes his face and tells me to come to him  
I go to him to ease his pain.  

Innocently he uncurls his fingers and looks down to find  
A blood-filled stain in the palm of his hand;  
he looks at me once more as if to say  
I understand,I understand you my love  
Forever and always...  


Solemnly, lovingly and with great pain  
I return his gaze with a wry grin and say;  
you have been granted the greatest gift of all  
a piece of my heart, for all of eternity.  
Remember me my love,  
remember me always...  

Copyright © Maureen Doucette
aka Zazzles, Broom1692  
All rights Reserved

I read on that
Therrrrrrrr internet
That there is
Something in seamen
That will improve a
Womans mood if
Absorbed thru the
Vagina
I sugest you try
This that is uniless
Your looks match your
Personality in that case
This may be easier said
Than done

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Wondering about You

starlight overhead
blinking on blue nightsky
looking up I think of you
wondering where you are

do you remember me
the thoughts we used to share
words shared, music played
jokes and laughter

our promises to always be together
to name our first child
after us...mine for you
yours for mine

my best friend then
we drifted away apart
to places we couldn't share
I always wonder how you are.

Gourmet Chicken Soup For The Soul

Two portions of chook
be rather fowl having chicken soup
with out the hen

Two onions
finely sliced, so the eyes get a good watering
six cloves of garlic, to keep vampires at bay
one avocado, for all those good fats and cholesterol

A sprinkling of the moons secret ingredients
half a cup of basmati rice
a sprig or two of chopped coriander

Throw in a stock cube or few
all boils down to personal taste
of course

Simmer till the meat falls of the bone
let stand for a minute or two

Bon appetite

I'm telling you luv you could sell that

RABBITS THUMP THEIR FEET
THE SOUND IS REALLY SWEET
TO HERE IT IS A REAL TREAT
WHEN RABBITS THUMP THEIR FEET

Halfway to Heaven

When i looked upon your angel face
My heart grew wings and soared
Petrified by your radiance
I grew stiff as a board
You were a vision of perfection
In all your pristine glory
but it was what you did to me
That tells a different story
You held the power to transport me
To worlds of bliss or woe
I made a pact to hold you
And never to let go
You flew me past the highest peaks
My breath was gone  
I couldnt speak
We were halfway to the pearly gates
Then suddenly a twist of fate
With my head in the clouds
I couldnt see at all
you took me half way to heaven
Then you let me fall

Down town basement.

I ran down a hollowed street
or so it seemed
I did what a poet does
I day-dreamed
Listened to songs in my mind
found the metaphorical meaning behind
the rose and the woman
realized we are a society made up of
sense that makes no sense
if that makes sense
because buildings do not talk
yet listen to the news anchor say they do

It fascinates me
drives the fuel that makes my engine run
makes me melt the snow
as a rev through a nonsense-life
and battery's run low
it makes me make sense of my mind
the things I look at
that seem to make no sense
until context casts its light of knowledge

Life doesn't always make sense
even when it makes perfect sense
like you didn't just literally die
because if you had
the fly's would be swarming
and the light would flash
and before my eyes
your soul would leave
but I knew what you meant
casting a new light on language
meaning and purpose
so maybe my metaphors maybe strange and hard to understand
but are they any different than everyday ones
difference is they are hanging on the fridge
and mine come from the basement downtown.

what the fuck is this
fucking weird way of spelling
i can barely read

but whatever, mate
heres a few haikus for you
hopefully they're shit