Submissions by Jimbo1
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I prefer to write rhyming poetry and write what I like to call "some sense, some nonsense and dabble in a bit of erotica"
EROTIC POEM
Published
1st Sep 2014 7:41am
1st Sep 2014 7:41am
ODE TO ISADORA
Ode To Isadora
By Just Love Me
(c) Sugust 31, 2014
Sweet Isadora ain't no prude
Nor is she very crude
But she is somewhat lewd
As she poses in the nude
To secret corners she sends
Guys who would be her friends
Ache like suffering the bends
From images captured by the lens
Her Charlie caught her curves
That each of her fans observes
Paying homage that she deserves
Even though hard on our nerves
Sweet Isadora ain't no prude
Nor is she very crude
But she is somewhat lewd
As she poses in the nude
...
By Just Love Me
(c) Sugust 31, 2014
Sweet Isadora ain't no prude
Nor is she very crude
But she is somewhat lewd
As she poses in the nude
To secret corners she sends
Guys who would be her friends
Ache like suffering the bends
From images captured by the lens
Her Charlie caught her curves
That each of her fans observes
Paying homage that she deserves
Even though hard on our nerves
Sweet Isadora ain't no prude
Nor is she very crude
But she is somewhat lewd
As she poses in the nude
...
687 reads
2 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
29th Aug 2014 5:31am
29th Aug 2014 5:31am
GLORY LAND TRAIN
GLORY LAND TRAIN
By Jimbo1
(c) Jim Swettenham
January 09, 2014
Stop, look and listen
Hear the steam a hissin'
The whistle it does blow
Sounding mournful and low
People in a big corral
Pushed toward train bound for hell
Some getting trampled underneath
Such wailing and gnashing of teeth
Not a pleasant sight or sound
Crammed in train that is hell-bound
Weighed by anchor and by chain
Afraid of the long black train
But look at the neighbouring track
People slap each others' back
Anxious to climb on board
The...
By Jimbo1
(c) Jim Swettenham
January 09, 2014
Stop, look and listen
Hear the steam a hissin'
The whistle it does blow
Sounding mournful and low
People in a big corral
Pushed toward train bound for hell
Some getting trampled underneath
Such wailing and gnashing of teeth
Not a pleasant sight or sound
Crammed in train that is hell-bound
Weighed by anchor and by chain
Afraid of the long black train
But look at the neighbouring track
People slap each others' back
Anxious to climb on board
The...
771 reads
0 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
21st Aug 2014 5:17am
21st Aug 2014 5:17am
Pirate Pete
PIRATE PETE
By Just Love Me
(c) September 20, 2013
Now Pirate Pete was Captain of a sailing pirate ship
He had a wooden leg that was fastened at the hip.
And every time he went to sea and sailed the ocean blue
He'd leave the port and harbour with a whole new bunch of crew.
Now I just so happened, to come upon the scene
As he recruited sailors inexperienced and green
I asked if I could ride along on this little trip
To see what things were really like aboard a pirate ship,
So Pirate Pete he says to me, "Sure, come up on board"
And...
By Just Love Me
(c) September 20, 2013
Now Pirate Pete was Captain of a sailing pirate ship
He had a wooden leg that was fastened at the hip.
And every time he went to sea and sailed the ocean blue
He'd leave the port and harbour with a whole new bunch of crew.
Now I just so happened, to come upon the scene
As he recruited sailors inexperienced and green
I asked if I could ride along on this little trip
To see what things were really like aboard a pirate ship,
So Pirate Pete he says to me, "Sure, come up on board"
And...
847 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
16th Aug 2014 3:36am
16th Aug 2014 3:36am
Friends
FRIENDS
By Jimbo1
(c) August 15, 2014
What is a Friend???
A true friend is one who comes along side and stands by you through thick or thin, through good times and bad, through hell or high water.
A true friend is someone in whom you can confide sharing deep personal thoughts and feelings knowing that you will not be judged or condemned.
A true friend is someone who knows you so well that they know your thoughts while you are thinking them.
A true friend is someone who can finish your thoughts and your sentences before you.
A true friend is someone who...
By Jimbo1
(c) August 15, 2014
What is a Friend???
A true friend is one who comes along side and stands by you through thick or thin, through good times and bad, through hell or high water.
A true friend is someone in whom you can confide sharing deep personal thoughts and feelings knowing that you will not be judged or condemned.
A true friend is someone who knows you so well that they know your thoughts while you are thinking them.
A true friend is someone who can finish your thoughts and your sentences before you.
A true friend is someone who...
895 reads
6 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
15th Aug 2014 7:02am
15th Aug 2014 7:02am
Get Along
GET ALONG
By Jimbo1
(c) August 14, 2014
Why can't we all get along
Racial feelings are so strong
To human race we all belong
Hate over colour is so wrong
Around peace symbol let us throng
As we sing a peaceful song
Come sing it all day long
Sing a peaceful song
Sing it loud, sing it strong
"We shall overcome some day..."
By Jimbo1
(c) August 14, 2014
Why can't we all get along
Racial feelings are so strong
To human race we all belong
Hate over colour is so wrong
Around peace symbol let us throng
As we sing a peaceful song
Come sing it all day long
Sing a peaceful song
Sing it loud, sing it strong
"We shall overcome some day..."
833 reads
11 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
12th Aug 2014 4:44pm
12th Aug 2014 4:44pm
My Muse
MY MUSE
By Jimbo1
(c) August 12, 2014
Some write whatever they chose
But I follow lead of my muse
But for a while I must grieve
My muse is on an extended leave
But her I'm afraid I cannot upbraid
For her leave is purely unpaid
But I must confess I truly yearn
Oh how I long for her to return
Prompted by chat with lilsouthernbelle!!!
By Jimbo1
(c) August 12, 2014
Some write whatever they chose
But I follow lead of my muse
But for a while I must grieve
My muse is on an extended leave
But her I'm afraid I cannot upbraid
For her leave is purely unpaid
But I must confess I truly yearn
Oh how I long for her to return
Prompted by chat with lilsouthernbelle!!!
701 reads
2 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
11th Aug 2014 7:35am
11th Aug 2014 7:35am
The Stripper
THE STRIPPER
By Jimbo1
(c) August 26, 2010
I have a friend who is very nice
Lots of sugar and a little spice
Though we are miles and an ocean apart
Imagine the impact she had on my heart
When in a message to me today
I couldn’t believe what she had to say
It sent my imagination on quite a trip
When she said she had to go and strip
My thoughts unraveled, they did unwind
As I had visions of her bump and grind
She had me caught with hook, line and gaff
When in her message she did laugh
She had fun with...
By Jimbo1
(c) August 26, 2010
I have a friend who is very nice
Lots of sugar and a little spice
Though we are miles and an ocean apart
Imagine the impact she had on my heart
When in a message to me today
I couldn’t believe what she had to say
It sent my imagination on quite a trip
When she said she had to go and strip
My thoughts unraveled, they did unwind
As I had visions of her bump and grind
She had me caught with hook, line and gaff
When in her message she did laugh
She had fun with...
948 reads
9 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
10th Aug 2014 2:14am
10th Aug 2014 2:14am
The Pool
THE POOL
By Just Love Me
(c) August 09, 2014
Baby was hot and needed to cool
And so she wandered into the pool
Into the water I did follow
Gingerly I though we could wallow
The water it was kind of chilly
Felt odd how it shrivelled my willy
Sweet Baby so sexy I could taste
Her sweet stuff as she got to her waist
Ooooh I thought I had it made
But farther, deeper she did wade
Water was soon up to her chest
I thought of nipples there on her breast
How in cool water they'd get pert
Pressing...
By Just Love Me
(c) August 09, 2014
Baby was hot and needed to cool
And so she wandered into the pool
Into the water I did follow
Gingerly I though we could wallow
The water it was kind of chilly
Felt odd how it shrivelled my willy
Sweet Baby so sexy I could taste
Her sweet stuff as she got to her waist
Ooooh I thought I had it made
But farther, deeper she did wade
Water was soon up to her chest
I thought of nipples there on her breast
How in cool water they'd get pert
Pressing...
828 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
2nd Aug 2014 00:18am
2nd Aug 2014 00:18am
GONE
Gone
By Jimbo1
(c) August 01, 2014
I looked and there she was - gone
Like the darkness chased by dawn
A tight feeling in my throat
When I found her farewell note
"I just need to be set free
So please don't come after me"
What do I do? Where do I turn?
She just left and how I yearn
I can't believe we are through
I'm in the dumps and feeling blue
Oh my gawd did you hear me scream
I just woke up from a bad dream
By Jimbo1
(c) August 01, 2014
I looked and there she was - gone
Like the darkness chased by dawn
A tight feeling in my throat
When I found her farewell note
"I just need to be set free
So please don't come after me"
What do I do? Where do I turn?
She just left and how I yearn
I can't believe we are through
I'm in the dumps and feeling blue
Oh my gawd did you hear me scream
I just woke up from a bad dream
748 reads
4 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
31st Jul 2014 6:08pm
31st Jul 2014 6:08pm
My Nuts
MY NUTS
By Jimbo
(c) May 22, 2012
The story kind of left me in a lurch
Shared by the pastor at Sunday church
Seems this psychiatrist named Dr. Putz
Affectionately called his patients ”My Nuts”
One warm, summer day, decision came
To take his “Nuts” to a baseball game
Into the stadium they all did file
In mental health garb all in style
The national anthem it was sung
From the stands fan voices rung
Old doc said “Stand and sing, my Nuts”
And they did as asked by Dr. Putz
Then the command, “Now, sit my Nuts”
And...
By Jimbo
(c) May 22, 2012
The story kind of left me in a lurch
Shared by the pastor at Sunday church
Seems this psychiatrist named Dr. Putz
Affectionately called his patients ”My Nuts”
One warm, summer day, decision came
To take his “Nuts” to a baseball game
Into the stadium they all did file
In mental health garb all in style
The national anthem it was sung
From the stands fan voices rung
Old doc said “Stand and sing, my Nuts”
And they did as asked by Dr. Putz
Then the command, “Now, sit my Nuts”
And...
691 reads
6 Comments
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