Poetry competition CLOSED 13th January 2015 3:23am
WINNER
lepperochan (Craic-Dealer)
lepperochan (Craic-Dealer)
RUNNERS-UP:
Carpe_Noctem
and LobodeSanPedro
The Doors
Anonymous
Crim,
I know this isn't exactly what you may be looking for in your comp, and if so, no worries. It was fun to write and I had fun being Jim for a while. And I know you can appreciate roll playing LOL!!!
Who's This On My Arm
(To the tune of The Doors - Riders On The Storm)
Who's this on my arm
Who's this on my arm
For sure this ain't my wife
Maybe I'll get a slice
If she'll cook grill cheese on white
Shes gonna spend the night
Who's this on my arm
There's a credit on my bill
Must be those tacos from the grill
Spent all night on the John
Now my T-Ps all gone
Smells like something in me died
My sense of smell is fried
Credit on my bill, yeah
Dude, you gotta chug a beer
Dude, you gotta chug a beer
Take it in your hand
Chug it down my friend
If you drop one that sucks
But there's more in my truck
Gotta chug a beer, yeah
Who's this on my arm
Who's this on my arm
For sure this ain't my wife
Maybe I'll get a slice
If she'll cook grill cheese on white
She's gonna spend the night
Who's this on my arm
Who's this on my arm
Who's this on my arm
Who's this on my arm
Who's this on my arm
Who's this on my arm
I know this isn't exactly what you may be looking for in your comp, and if so, no worries. It was fun to write and I had fun being Jim for a while. And I know you can appreciate roll playing LOL!!!
Who's This On My Arm
(To the tune of The Doors - Riders On The Storm)
Who's this on my arm
Who's this on my arm
For sure this ain't my wife
Maybe I'll get a slice
If she'll cook grill cheese on white
Shes gonna spend the night
Who's this on my arm
There's a credit on my bill
Must be those tacos from the grill
Spent all night on the John
Now my T-Ps all gone
Smells like something in me died
My sense of smell is fried
Credit on my bill, yeah
Dude, you gotta chug a beer
Dude, you gotta chug a beer
Take it in your hand
Chug it down my friend
If you drop one that sucks
But there's more in my truck
Gotta chug a beer, yeah
Who's this on my arm
Who's this on my arm
For sure this ain't my wife
Maybe I'll get a slice
If she'll cook grill cheese on white
She's gonna spend the night
Who's this on my arm
Who's this on my arm
Who's this on my arm
Who's this on my arm
Who's this on my arm
Who's this on my arm
This Is The End
Death knocks at the door
Waiting for me to answer.
Tap, Tap, Tap, I hear it and pretend
Not to know what waits for me.
I hide in my smoke filled room bunkered
Down behind a wall of empty bottles.
The Tap turns to a haunting Knock
And my heart starts to beat faster.
I turn the music up to drown out
The sound of the Knocking but I cant,
The Knock is turning into a Rumble.
I look up over the bottles and see the
Door shaking and starting to break--
Dark red light pulsating through the cracks.
My bottle wall starts collapsing in on itself because
Of the rapid trembling of the floor beneath it.
The music stops and the smoke clears.
I walk to the door, pause, and open it.
Then, the entire room goes black.
Death knocks at the door
Waiting for me to answer.
Tap, Tap, Tap, I hear it and pretend
Not to know what waits for me.
I hide in my smoke filled room bunkered
Down behind a wall of empty bottles.
The Tap turns to a haunting Knock
And my heart starts to beat faster.
I turn the music up to drown out
The sound of the Knocking but I cant,
The Knock is turning into a Rumble.
I look up over the bottles and see the
Door shaking and starting to break--
Dark red light pulsating through the cracks.
My bottle wall starts collapsing in on itself because
Of the rapid trembling of the floor beneath it.
The music stops and the smoke clears.
I walk to the door, pause, and open it.
Then, the entire room goes black.
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she blew out the city of lights
borne in the deconstruction of catacombs
filled with a thousand empty promises and languid kisses
bellows stoke caramel and nutmeg embers
pressed between her chapped fingers
her skin is ignited with the same insanity
unwrapped and drawn on by my parched lips
until I gnaw on her marrow
she tells me don't start crying for her
and I tell her that's easy
I never stop
she leaves on her chariot
and I'll take mine
she takes the laughter
I've stolen over time
I lie to the devil's reflection
and say that's just fine
I was breathing through her eyes
and seeing through her skin
standing in the stone garden once again
she warns me that angels can't love beasts
playing in the silhouette of His crucifixion
I take her
inviting the wrath of two millennia of sacrifice
she submits damning us both
she tells me don't start crying for her
and I tell her that's easy
I never stop
she leaves on her chariot
and I'll take mine
she takes the laughter
I've stolen over time
I lie to the devil's reflection
and say that's just fine
we move further into the shadows
further among the dead
death kissed in darkness
her beast once more fed
she tells me don't start crying for her
and I tell her that's easy
I never stop
she leaves on her chariot
and I'll take mine
she takes the laughter
I've stolen over time
I lie to the devil's reflection
and say that's just fine
Inspired by Riders on the Storm
she blew out the city of lights
borne in the deconstruction of catacombs
filled with a thousand empty promises and languid kisses
bellows stoke caramel and nutmeg embers
pressed between her chapped fingers
her skin is ignited with the same insanity
unwrapped and drawn on by my parched lips
until I gnaw on her marrow
she tells me don't start crying for her
and I tell her that's easy
I never stop
she leaves on her chariot
and I'll take mine
she takes the laughter
I've stolen over time
I lie to the devil's reflection
and say that's just fine
I was breathing through her eyes
and seeing through her skin
standing in the stone garden once again
she warns me that angels can't love beasts
playing in the silhouette of His crucifixion
I take her
inviting the wrath of two millennia of sacrifice
she submits damning us both
she tells me don't start crying for her
and I tell her that's easy
I never stop
she leaves on her chariot
and I'll take mine
she takes the laughter
I've stolen over time
I lie to the devil's reflection
and say that's just fine
we move further into the shadows
further among the dead
death kissed in darkness
her beast once more fed
she tells me don't start crying for her
and I tell her that's easy
I never stop
she leaves on her chariot
and I'll take mine
she takes the laughter
I've stolen over time
I lie to the devil's reflection
and say that's just fine
Inspired by Riders on the Storm
The Calm Before
Smoke drifts past her window
A reassurance that her sons and lovers will return
Their ritual ancient and true
Cars move in the distance
Their headlights trailing through the hills
Drivers dying behind the wheel
While cops turn a blind eye
Clouds gather in the distance
And the riders are coming in on Harleys
While curtains are drawn
The rain threatens to pour
Joining this city's tears
But never doubting that secret smile
The fire blooming in your eyes
Our sheets pulled back
Revealing what we call asylum
With some attributes of pain
When we come home.
Smoke drifts past her window
A reassurance that her sons and lovers will return
Their ritual ancient and true
Cars move in the distance
Their headlights trailing through the hills
Drivers dying behind the wheel
While cops turn a blind eye
Clouds gather in the distance
And the riders are coming in on Harleys
While curtains are drawn
The rain threatens to pour
Joining this city's tears
But never doubting that secret smile
The fire blooming in your eyes
Our sheets pulled back
Revealing what we call asylum
With some attributes of pain
When we come home.
Stranger Nights
By Enigma Rose (crowfly)
They shift before her eyes
But can't seem to close the door
She listens to her lover lie
And guarantee her stranger nights
They claim "gone baby gone!"
Those traitors down the drain
There's blood stains spreading on the floor
And sirens sound on stranger nights
Thrill seeking at the pier
Side show at 45
He leads her only half the way
She takes his time on stranger nights
Red lights run in style
The moonlight miles ahead
But there's dead air on the radio
So she checks in on stranger nights.
By Enigma Rose (crowfly)
They shift before her eyes
But can't seem to close the door
She listens to her lover lie
And guarantee her stranger nights
They claim "gone baby gone!"
Those traitors down the drain
There's blood stains spreading on the floor
And sirens sound on stranger nights
Thrill seeking at the pier
Side show at 45
He leads her only half the way
She takes his time on stranger nights
Red lights run in style
The moonlight miles ahead
But there's dead air on the radio
So she checks in on stranger nights.
