Submissions by Zazzles (Broom)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
12th Sep 2014 6:41pm
12th Sep 2014 6:41pm
Tea Time In My Tree-House
Three Word Inspiration
Frugality, Tree-house,blunderbuss
Nobody is more frugal than me
In fact, I hold the first place title in Frugality.
I built my tree-house from fallen logs
from harsh winters past,
and just about any-ole thing laying around the back yard or out in my shed.
Easy Peasy,that's me!
I don't know how to use blunderbuss in a sentence without sounding Dim,
So I'll just sit here in my Tree-House ...
Frugality, Tree-house,blunderbuss
Nobody is more frugal than me
In fact, I hold the first place title in Frugality.
I built my tree-house from fallen logs
from harsh winters past,
and just about any-ole thing laying around the back yard or out in my shed.
Easy Peasy,that's me!
I don't know how to use blunderbuss in a sentence without sounding Dim,
So I'll just sit here in my Tree-House ...
898 reads
10 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
9th Sep 2014 00:58am
9th Sep 2014 00:58am
Twat did U say?
Having fun with words!
Example poem for Pet Names for Genitalia # 2021
There once was a man
named Johnson wang
deep in the south
is where he hangs
He sucks many clits
and licks lots of slits
cause he loves him some
sweet *pooty~*tang
...
Example poem for Pet Names for Genitalia # 2021
There once was a man
named Johnson wang
deep in the south
is where he hangs
He sucks many clits
and licks lots of slits
cause he loves him some
sweet *pooty~*tang
...
1051 reads
14 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
8th Sep 2014 4:08am
8th Sep 2014 4:08am
A limerick-ish 'bout Jim
Entered in The first trophy comp ")
Jim Croce was a soulful man
his words could turn a white girl tan!
he sang songs from his heart
time in a bottle was smart
and I am his number one fan!
Maybe this one's the charm.
wish me luck Jim*
Jim Croce was a soulful man
his words could turn a white girl tan!
he sang songs from his heart
time in a bottle was smart
and I am his number one fan!
Maybe this one's the charm.
wish me luck Jim*
1730 reads
17 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
7th Sep 2014 4:01am
7th Sep 2014 4:01am
I rented a room @Dup.com
So I rented a room last week @Dup.com
Did you know it comes with free poetry
and a view.....
My first night at the Inn I ventured
downstairs, hey? did anyone know
Madame Lavender opened a Bar & Grill?
I also hear the good Doc, gives free
medical advice too "/
A few regulars were scattered about
some were having drinks while others
were dancing enjoying the cool menthol stylings of John Feddeler, who was at the piano playing My...
Did you know it comes with free poetry
and a view.....
My first night at the Inn I ventured
downstairs, hey? did anyone know
Madame Lavender opened a Bar & Grill?
I also hear the good Doc, gives free
medical advice too "/
A few regulars were scattered about
some were having drinks while others
were dancing enjoying the cool menthol stylings of John Feddeler, who was at the piano playing My...
1465 reads
30 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
29th Aug 2014 3:40am
29th Aug 2014 3:40am
Pain In The Ass
He said his ass hurts, lmao! 23 years in prison,
for shame for shame. His lungs looked as black
as a freshly paved highway from all the tobacco he smoked over the years.
The door to freedom never did open for him again.
Always with a sore ass he remains state property.
He sighs as he mops over a loose plank
in the gymnasium floor thinking back
on a life long since gone,
as he now and forever remains
clad in a prison collar.
Copyright © 2012 M Doucette
All rights Reserved
for shame for shame. His lungs looked as black
as a freshly paved highway from all the tobacco he smoked over the years.
The door to freedom never did open for him again.
Always with a sore ass he remains state property.
He sighs as he mops over a loose plank
in the gymnasium floor thinking back
on a life long since gone,
as he now and forever remains
clad in a prison collar.
Copyright © 2012 M Doucette
All rights Reserved
1074 reads
8 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
25th Aug 2014 2:55am
25th Aug 2014 2:55am
Bacon
Behind the grand piano in the parlor
I found a huge clump of what looked to
be an old and mildew ridden pile of bacon
I looked to see who was around then quickly
shoved the bacon into my mouth.
Well it wasn't the best bacon I ever ate
but it certainly wasn't the worst!
TWI bacon mildew piano
Copyright © 2013 Maureen Doucette
aka Broom1692 All rights Reserved
I found a huge clump of what looked to
be an old and mildew ridden pile of bacon
I looked to see who was around then quickly
shoved the bacon into my mouth.
Well it wasn't the best bacon I ever ate
but it certainly wasn't the worst!
TWI bacon mildew piano
Copyright © 2013 Maureen Doucette
aka Broom1692 All rights Reserved
905 reads
8 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
20th Aug 2014 6:38am
20th Aug 2014 6:38am
Spoiled Is The King
Three Words inspiration challenge.
Sceptre,Crackle,Domain
A loud almost paralysing scream was coming from a commoner in the front row of a public hanging. All anyone could hear from that moment on was the constant banging of the scepter repeatedly being slammed on the ground and held by none other than the guilty man's brother!
In less than two seconds you could hear the crackle of bones breaking as the limp young body was cut loose, and fell in a pile of rubbish.
All rise! Let this be a lesson to all of you who bare witnessed...
Sceptre,Crackle,Domain
A loud almost paralysing scream was coming from a commoner in the front row of a public hanging. All anyone could hear from that moment on was the constant banging of the scepter repeatedly being slammed on the ground and held by none other than the guilty man's brother!
In less than two seconds you could hear the crackle of bones breaking as the limp young body was cut loose, and fell in a pile of rubbish.
All rise! Let this be a lesson to all of you who bare witnessed...
800 reads
4 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
20th Aug 2014 5:58am
20th Aug 2014 5:58am
One Dandelion
Three Word Inspiration Challenge.
Saliva,Primitive,Dandelion
The saliva on the tip of the blade was bagged
and on it's way to be tested for D.N.A.
Eye witnesses told police there was always
a weird almost hypnotic primitive music coming
from the house next door. Later that day and before the sunset, I noticed a soft little doll with long black hair leaning against a wooden post in the rain holding a single dandelion
in her tiny right hand.
Saliva,Primitive,Dandelion
The saliva on the tip of the blade was bagged
and on it's way to be tested for D.N.A.
Eye witnesses told police there was always
a weird almost hypnotic primitive music coming
from the house next door. Later that day and before the sunset, I noticed a soft little doll with long black hair leaning against a wooden post in the rain holding a single dandelion
in her tiny right hand.
913 reads
8 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
19th Aug 2014 7:35pm
19th Aug 2014 7:35pm
Honey Please
Three word Inspiration challenge.
Beau, Sing, Log
Smiling brightly I watched as the last log
in the fireplace burned out.
I asked my beau, honey? Please put another
log into the fireplace and sing me my favorite song.
He smiled then threw me into the fire!
Copyright © 2012 Maureen Doucette Abreu
All rights reserved.
Beau, Sing, Log
Smiling brightly I watched as the last log
in the fireplace burned out.
I asked my beau, honey? Please put another
log into the fireplace and sing me my favorite song.
He smiled then threw me into the fire!
Copyright © 2012 Maureen Doucette Abreu
All rights reserved.
1003 reads
16 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
19th Aug 2014 3:35am
19th Aug 2014 3:35am
Baby Whale Serynu
Water ripples by
deep down the whale sounds its cries
it has lost its way.
deep down the whale sounds its cries
it has lost its way.
902 reads
11 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
17th Aug 2014 5:09am
17th Aug 2014 5:09am
Nostalgia Serynu
A familiar breeze,
an old drawn bridge left to rot
I smell nostalgia.
Note:
I am not sure why this was posted with the train left to rot.
it was suppose to read as it is now.
an old drawn bridge left to rot
I smell nostalgia.
Note:
I am not sure why this was posted with the train left to rot.
it was suppose to read as it is now.
886 reads
18 Comments
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