Submissions by DaveBarlow
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
24th Feb 2010 11:42am
24th Feb 2010 11:42am
Get back inside non-smoker.
Get back inside, non-Smoker,
usurper,you encroacher,
into our smoggy exile.
You never came out in the early days,
when we shivered in huddles,in pissing down rain.
We`d be freeZing ,outside with soggy fags.
...
usurper,you encroacher,
into our smoggy exile.
You never came out in the early days,
when we shivered in huddles,in pissing down rain.
We`d be freeZing ,outside with soggy fags.
...
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SELF POEM
Published
24th Feb 2010 11:08am
24th Feb 2010 11:08am
Bad day blues.
I`ve got no place to call home.
I`ve got no girl of my own.
Don`t have enough cash to get blown.
Damn ex wife took everything i own.
I`m running low on hope.
Can`t buy any food `cos im broke.
I`ve got skins but no dope.
I`d hang myself but i cant`t afford the rope.
Got no-one by my side.
Got no safe place to hide.
Was on a promise but she lied.
Had a doggie on a string but he died.
Don`t have the price of a brew.
Got dog shit in the hole in my shoe.
I`m coming down with flu.
Bought toilet paper but my finger went through.
I`ve got no girl of my own.
Don`t have enough cash to get blown.
Damn ex wife took everything i own.
I`m running low on hope.
Can`t buy any food `cos im broke.
I`ve got skins but no dope.
I`d hang myself but i cant`t afford the rope.
Got no-one by my side.
Got no safe place to hide.
Was on a promise but she lied.
Had a doggie on a string but he died.
Don`t have the price of a brew.
Got dog shit in the hole in my shoe.
I`m coming down with flu.
Bought toilet paper but my finger went through.
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SELF POEM
Published
23rd Feb 2010 5:25pm
23rd Feb 2010 5:25pm
Affirmation.
I am free.
My freedom is not a privilege,to be granted ,or taken away,
though they may chain me physically.
I am powerfull.
And they are no more capable of taking my power from me,than i am of giving it away,
though they may trick me into believing otherwise.
I am eternal.
While accepting the constraints and limitations,of this incarnation,i remember my connection to the divine,
though they may try to fool me with the illusion of time.
I am you.
Seperate,and at the same time,one,we hold up mirrors to each other.
Though i am unique,i see...
My freedom is not a privilege,to be granted ,or taken away,
though they may chain me physically.
I am powerfull.
And they are no more capable of taking my power from me,than i am of giving it away,
though they may trick me into believing otherwise.
I am eternal.
While accepting the constraints and limitations,of this incarnation,i remember my connection to the divine,
though they may try to fool me with the illusion of time.
I am you.
Seperate,and at the same time,one,we hold up mirrors to each other.
Though i am unique,i see...
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DARK POEM
Published
23rd Feb 2010 5:20pm
23rd Feb 2010 5:20pm
When you go.
Don`t get buried at sea Thatcher,
don`t rest under the waves.
It`ll make it hard to light spliff`s up,
as we dance upon your grave.
Don`t burn to dust on a pyre,Maggie,
go underground like you ought.
Don`t deny me the pleasure to moonstomp,
on your black hearted,dead,rotting corpse.
don`t rest under the waves.
It`ll make it hard to light spliff`s up,
as we dance upon your grave.
Don`t burn to dust on a pyre,Maggie,
go underground like you ought.
Don`t deny me the pleasure to moonstomp,
on your black hearted,dead,rotting corpse.
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
23rd Feb 2010 9:23am
23rd Feb 2010 9:23am
Tribute.
Could somebody explain it to me,`cos i don`t understand.
What`s the f**king use of a tribute band?
People making money out of other artists fame,
all it takes is a clever manipulation of the name.
Switch a couple of letters round in some amusing pun,
that wouldn`t be out of place on the front page of the sun.
Like, Slack Babbath,or Noasis,T rextacy,Think Floyd.
Iron on Maiden,theres a whole lot more,it gets me right annoyed.
It isnt just the names they use that causes me to moan,
its in the time it took to learn those songs ,they could have written their...
What`s the f**king use of a tribute band?
People making money out of other artists fame,
all it takes is a clever manipulation of the name.
Switch a couple of letters round in some amusing pun,
that wouldn`t be out of place on the front page of the sun.
Like, Slack Babbath,or Noasis,T rextacy,Think Floyd.
Iron on Maiden,theres a whole lot more,it gets me right annoyed.
It isnt just the names they use that causes me to moan,
its in the time it took to learn those songs ,they could have written their...
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
23rd Feb 2010 9:18am
23rd Feb 2010 9:18am
Early doors.
Got to the pub at the usual time,got a lager and two whiskey chasers.
Sat at the table where i usually sit,it was full of the usual faces.
There was big Ron Hanks, who borrows money out of banks,
in a ski mask with sawn off gun.
But he never spends the cash on buying drinks and looking flash,
he bought a stairlift for his dear old mum.
Young Joe`s no mug,playing banjo in the snug,
for the locals,getting tips in a jar.
He`ll bore the new faces,with his dreams of going places,
but he never gets further than the bar.
Old John Hopper,thirty years as a...
Sat at the table where i usually sit,it was full of the usual faces.
There was big Ron Hanks, who borrows money out of banks,
in a ski mask with sawn off gun.
But he never spends the cash on buying drinks and looking flash,
he bought a stairlift for his dear old mum.
Young Joe`s no mug,playing banjo in the snug,
for the locals,getting tips in a jar.
He`ll bore the new faces,with his dreams of going places,
but he never gets further than the bar.
Old John Hopper,thirty years as a...
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SONG LYRICS
Published
22nd Feb 2010 5:39pm
22nd Feb 2010 5:39pm
When Charlie does the rhumba.
Charlie shuts his gate,
at twenty five to eight,
like he has every morning for thirty five years.
Unhappy with his life,
henpecked by his wife.
Getting more insecure as retirement nears.
At work Charlie dreams,
of sparkling ,blue streams,
And a farm in Havana,where he can tend the land.
On a porch watching stars,
smoking Cuban cigars.
The warm breeZe wafts the strains of a mariachi band.
Unknown to his wife,
Charlie had a secret life,
Full of fire,passion,and Latin romance.
He wasn`t working late,
every evening ,six till eight,...
at twenty five to eight,
like he has every morning for thirty five years.
Unhappy with his life,
henpecked by his wife.
Getting more insecure as retirement nears.
At work Charlie dreams,
of sparkling ,blue streams,
And a farm in Havana,where he can tend the land.
On a porch watching stars,
smoking Cuban cigars.
The warm breeZe wafts the strains of a mariachi band.
Unknown to his wife,
Charlie had a secret life,
Full of fire,passion,and Latin romance.
He wasn`t working late,
every evening ,six till eight,...
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SONG LYRICS
Published
22nd Feb 2010 5:34pm
22nd Feb 2010 5:34pm
The conversion.
I`d been out for the night,
i was walking home,just after light,
it was freeZing,and my feet were getting sore.
I saw a church,and thought it best,
if i went inside,and had a rest,
so i went over and slipped in through the door.
Inside ,the congregation,
were all eager for salvation,
from the fire and brimstone preacher on the stage.
He said"It`s nearly end of days,
you`ve got to change your evil ways,
or perish in the fires of Gods rage.
Living life at such a pace,
you`ll never reach a state of grace,
you`ll burn in ever lasting...
i was walking home,just after light,
it was freeZing,and my feet were getting sore.
I saw a church,and thought it best,
if i went inside,and had a rest,
so i went over and slipped in through the door.
Inside ,the congregation,
were all eager for salvation,
from the fire and brimstone preacher on the stage.
He said"It`s nearly end of days,
you`ve got to change your evil ways,
or perish in the fires of Gods rage.
Living life at such a pace,
you`ll never reach a state of grace,
you`ll burn in ever lasting...
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ANGER POEM
Published
22nd Feb 2010 9:28am
22nd Feb 2010 9:28am
Where there`s blame.
For sanity`s sake,i had to get off the treadmill for a while,
Spending some time pondering the world,and watching Jerremy Kyle.
One day too many adverts were testing my endurance,
It was the final straw when Cilla Black,tried selling me insurance.
I was about to turn it over to a, Time team i`d not seen,
When a lawyer in a dodgy wig popped up on my screen.
He said he`d get me lots of cash,and leave me nothing owing.
He got some woman three grand for not looking where she was going.
Well i thought,ill have a bit of that,so i gave the guy a bell,
I said...
Spending some time pondering the world,and watching Jerremy Kyle.
One day too many adverts were testing my endurance,
It was the final straw when Cilla Black,tried selling me insurance.
I was about to turn it over to a, Time team i`d not seen,
When a lawyer in a dodgy wig popped up on my screen.
He said he`d get me lots of cash,and leave me nothing owing.
He got some woman three grand for not looking where she was going.
Well i thought,ill have a bit of that,so i gave the guy a bell,
I said...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
22nd Feb 2010 9:24am
22nd Feb 2010 9:24am
Letter to Stephen Hawking.
In the big bang theory,what was it that went bang,
And was "oops" the sound just before?
Why do we think about life after death,
But never life before we were born?
If Jesus is Gods only begotten,what are you and me?
Why is there more oranges in cilit bang than there is in Sunny D?
Why do we debate the sex of God,but the Devil`s always male?
Do Al Qaeda have a staff canteen,would pound shops ever have a sale?
Why is applying mascara with their mouth closed,
Something no woman can do?
When God said "Come,let us make man in our image."...
And was "oops" the sound just before?
Why do we think about life after death,
But never life before we were born?
If Jesus is Gods only begotten,what are you and me?
Why is there more oranges in cilit bang than there is in Sunny D?
Why do we debate the sex of God,but the Devil`s always male?
Do Al Qaeda have a staff canteen,would pound shops ever have a sale?
Why is applying mascara with their mouth closed,
Something no woman can do?
When God said "Come,let us make man in our image."...
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SONG LYRICS
Published
21st Feb 2010 7:08pm
21st Feb 2010 7:08pm
mood-indigo
wrote a song with a cheerful refrain,
play it loud so i cant hear the rain,
for a handfull of pennies ill sing it again,for you.
Dont waste time making sense of my words,
just wrote down some things that id heard,
ive got nothing to say dont you think thats absurd,i do.
...
play it loud so i cant hear the rain,
for a handfull of pennies ill sing it again,for you.
Dont waste time making sense of my words,
just wrote down some things that id heard,
ive got nothing to say dont you think thats absurd,i do.
...
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
21st Feb 2010 7:00pm
21st Feb 2010 7:00pm
Humans go home (bloody immigrants)
My name`s, De Milo, from the planet Venus,
We`ve been watching you closely,you`ve probably seen us.
Before i go any further,i`d like to make one thing clear,
There`s been more than fifty types of alien have visited you here.
I can`t speak for all of them,but i`ve got kids and a wife,
And i`ve never ,personally anally probed anyone in my life.
We`ve noticed you`re attempting to explore other planets,
It`s got galactic council in somewhat of a panic.
You humans behave badly enough abroard,
We don`t want you rampaging through the universe in hoards.
You`d...
We`ve been watching you closely,you`ve probably seen us.
Before i go any further,i`d like to make one thing clear,
There`s been more than fifty types of alien have visited you here.
I can`t speak for all of them,but i`ve got kids and a wife,
And i`ve never ,personally anally probed anyone in my life.
We`ve noticed you`re attempting to explore other planets,
It`s got galactic council in somewhat of a panic.
You humans behave badly enough abroard,
We don`t want you rampaging through the universe in hoards.
You`d...
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