Shut up and write a"poem"

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zampanoposted 14 years ago
Hubbers orbit (popular poetry)

Inhabited ether by disquiet waves
invading metallic frames, sprinkling screens
with colours and shapes
mineral world where life craves
for yet another load of precious beams
soon to be devoured like sweet grapes

High astral body that spirits shelter
surrounding the earth like a ring
transcendent entity travelling from winter to spring
running through time as it spins
carrying words, thoughts, rebukes and grins
immaterial rain pouring skelter
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  Brenda Durhamposted 14 years agoin reply to this
  But this was interesting.
  Will you elaborate a bit on it? Or no?
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  Kim Lynnposted 14 years agoin reply to this
  Beautiful and provocative.
  Thanks!
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Brenda Durhamposted 14 years ago
A timid young gal in Singapore
Was afraid to open her door
So she sat in a chair
Never went anywhere
Til her rear was exceedingly sore.
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  zampanoposted 14 years agoin reply to this
  Oh my God.
  Never expected that from you...
  That is popular poetry for sure
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  debbiesdailyviewsposted 14 years agoin reply to this
  Yeah,thats what I enjoy,
  A good ole fashioned Lymerick.
  
  Titter titter I loved it what a ditty x
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  dutchman1951posted 14 years agoin reply to this
  A young Witch named Alice Mcfaye
  Would ride on her Beesom each day
  Around every room, she would loop and then zoom
  Til the Cealing fan got in her way!
  
  So The Doctor told Alice McFaye
  Madam would you please walk this way
  She said sir if you dont mind
  Just get the stick 'Out" of my behind
  and tomorrow i will try it your way!!!!
  
  lolol
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  blondepoetposted 14 years agoin reply to this
  ROFL... oh we are all getting in the swing.
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  agagliaposted 14 years agoin reply to this
  Funny,funny too.
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  pueblomanposted 14 years agoin reply to this
  There was a young man from St Bees
  Who was stung in the arm by a wasp.
  When asked "does it hurt?" He replied "no it doesn't,
  It's a good job it wasn't a hornet"
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  ralwusposted 14 years agoin reply to this
  best one yit. course I am smasehd
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  agagliaposted 14 years agoin reply to this
  Funny and fun. I liked it and smiled
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Brenda Durhamposted 14 years ago
I know I know.
Totally opposite mood there.
But you did say shut up and write, so I wrote.
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zampanoposted 14 years ago
Right. Let's get vulgar
Here's a limerick for you

Buy good sausage someday at the mart
Carrots and cabbage for a hotpot start
cook them real slow
over warm fire glow
At night under cover, celebrate with fart
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  debbiesdailyviewsposted 14 years agoin reply to this
  I loved your Poem, but untill you told us what it was about, beautiful though it was,
  
  I thought you was talking about all of us comunicating via metal laptops etc...
  Doh! how silly do I feel now,
  
  However now you have explained it, It's very beautiful, and youre very clever .
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Brenda Durhamposted 14 years ago
Hey, since when is the word "rear" a vulgar term?

The key to good limericks (in my humble opinion), at least the real challenge in writing limericks, is to avoid actual vulgarity. At least, limericks have a bad rep from the start, right?

There was a young man in Japan
who wrote with his left hand
He tried with the right
but oh what a sight!
Some things are "can'ts" and some "cans".
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  dutchman1951posted 14 years agoin reply to this
  The Royal nephew was a budding Rock Star
  He would scream when plunked his Guitar
  Until King Faud got enough
  of the headbanger stuff
  and made him a Janitor in Quatar!
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  agagliaposted 14 years agoin reply to this
  this one is smart and more like the limericks I know about.
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zampanoposted 14 years ago
Hehehe.
Elaborate ?
Can't add nothing apart from , maybe

broadening or collapsing
orbits will be followed
I think I prefer your limericks
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  Brenda Durhamposted 14 years agoin reply to this
  Well, I like the poem, especially the
  
  "transcendent entity traveling from winter to spring
  running through time as it spins"
  
  ...the sun?
  
  Anyway, those lines captured my imagination and make the entire poem interesting...
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zampanoposted 14 years ago
"transcendent entity traveling from winter to spring
running through time as it spins"

I'm talking about a ball that spins.
at the bottom you got summer, on top, winter. In between, you have forms of spring.
And winter people send their posts to summer people at nine AM, and summer people receive them instantly, but it is 9 PM.
And it it's real time.
As you're going to sleep, I'm getting up.
And while you sleep I think about what I'll tell you at breakfast.
etc.
And the "transcending entity" is that whole body of communicants over the spin of that ball.
I'm just talking about Us.
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  Brenda Durhamposted 14 years agoin reply to this
  Ah! That's awesome! Thanks for explaining to my pea-brain.
  
  So....it's 6:51 P.M. where I am. We are communicating in that ball of time even as we write here.
  What time is it there? In France, right?
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zampanoposted 14 years ago
hehehe.
I was thinking about those 12 lag hours between two
hemispheres.
Sorry for the explanation. Didn't mean to kill the fantasy
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  Brenda Durhamposted 14 years agoin reply to this
  It's okay. I like reality explained. It still retains the fantasy; that's the beauty of poetry.
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zampanoposted 14 years ago
I'm glad you like my poem.
Thank you.
Remember the title : "Hubbers Orbit"
Let's keep the fantasy
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  Brenda Durhamposted 14 years agoin reply to this
  You're welcome.
  
  I looked up the "World Clock".
  It's.....1 A.M. there?
  You are getting vewwwwwy sleeeepy....
  hahaha
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zampanoposted 14 years ago
yes . It's onezerofive.
I'm not in the least sleepy.
hehehe
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  Brenda Durhamposted 14 years agoin reply to this
  Then get ta writin' more poetry! ha
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zampanoposted 14 years ago
ok. ok.
It's not automatic, you know.
Must be stimulated by strong feelings.
And it's not easy to please the likes of Abraham...
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  Brenda Durhamposted 14 years agoin reply to this
  ROFL!
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zampanoposted 14 years ago
One blue eye is piercing through my mind's shield
while it's deploying poems, jokes, rubbish on the field
of world wide pages to be seen
by that eye akin
whose deep thoughts from my spirit are concealed
even though casting over it a bright light screen
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  Brenda Durhamposted 14 years agoin reply to this
  ha
  I really really like that one personally
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ddsurfscaposted 14 years ago
A drop of rain silently falls down
somewhere in the field far away
It lands on the back of a horse dark brown
Turns to steam and will fall another day
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  zampanoposted 14 years agoin reply to this
  Very nice.
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Brenda Durhamposted 14 years ago
The Parisian stranger wielded pen in hand,
reaching across space into another land
Bonjour he said simply,
but there was depth to his rhymes
as he wrote eloquent riddles of orbiting time
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zampanoposted 14 years ago
A drop of rain on the back of a horse
is like a good word to a mind willing to be fed
If the horse is black, there's nothing else to be said.
If the horse is white, we might discuss it with Mister Ed.
hehehe
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ralwusposted 14 years ago
'Twas bruisy, and the strivy hubbers
Did grim and grimble in the forum;
All crumsy were the o'glubbers,
For the sockpuppets before 'em.

Beware the Trollerjock, me chum!
The lure that leads, the words that snatch!
Beware the Nohubs bird, and shun
The trickious Hubbercatch!

So bring ye curthing word in cheek:
So long the slippy floe we've fought - -
Let slip we by their sniggerd glee
And gather our wily wrought.

And we in fluffish squads with decorum:
The Trollerjock, with words of fire,
Comes huffling through the forum,
And braggled as it liard.

One two! One Two! Who is who?
The curthing words went flying!
We sent them off, and with its pride
It went off and now is crying.

And hast thou rid us of the Trollerjock?
Not so my friend, only for a night.
O hubber glee! Hublooh! Hublee!
We chortled in delight.

'Twas bruisy, and the strivy hubbers
Did grim and grimble in the forum;
All crumsy were the o'glubbers,
For the sockpuppets before 'em.
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  lorlie6posted 14 years agoin reply to this
  Sweet genius!! A treat for us all!
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  blondepoetposted 14 years agoin reply to this
  Wow isn't he the best???
  
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  Sunny Robinsonposted 14 years agoin reply to this
  Wow, I don't know how I missed this. Ralwus, you are seriously one of the best.
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  ralwusposted 14 years agoin reply to this
  LOL thanks Lorlie. xox 'twas fun.
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  Steele Fieldsposted 14 years agoin reply to this
  That's totally awesome, ralwus. You're one hard act to follow.
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  ralwusposted 14 years agoin reply to this
  thank you, now I must bow out as I am very tired. a long day it was. Maybe have another tomorrow. Good night all.
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  earnestshubposted 14 years agoin reply to this
  That was bloody marvellous ralwus. Reminded me of the late great John Lennon who murdered the language beautifully as you have done here.
  
  Deep bow of appreciation.
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  couturepopcafeposted 14 years agoin reply to this
  ralwus - an educated man, a fluke of nature, a natural genius? Perhaps all three. Brilliant, boosey stuff.
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  ralwusposted 14 years agoin reply to this
  a fluke, yes. love your wee poem, don't skip too much or you'll end up like me.
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zampanoposted 14 years ago
Oh oyster, oyster of the sea
please come dancing with me.
I let the waves crash over me
Seeking more for love from thee.

A crashing wave
a big walrus inside
everyone ran safe
so huge was the tide

hehehe
(old material)
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ralwusposted 14 years ago
roflmao the penguins!
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blondepoetposted 14 years ago
THERE ONCE WAS A FARMER FROM LEEDS
WHO SWALLOWED A PACKET OF SEEDS
IT SOON CAME TO PASS
HE WAS COVERED WITH GRASS
BUT HAS ALL THE TOMATOES HE NEEDS
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  Brenda Durhamposted 14 years agoin reply to this
  Oh, I LOVE This! So cool.
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  blondepoetposted 14 years agoin reply to this
  Lol
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  dutchman1951posted 14 years agoin reply to this
  lmao...to much
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  couturepopcafeposted 14 years agoin reply to this
  blondepoet - finally, some real meter
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  Windsweptplainsposted 14 years agoin reply to this
  Great poem!
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ralwusposted 14 years ago
that is good BP, but did ya need to shout it? LOL
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  blondepoetposted 14 years agoin reply to this
  Hahaha my cap locks kinda got stuck,
  I really am quite in a muck,
  But ecstatic to see you,
  My little dear boo boo,
  Let's go for a ride in a truck.
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  SomewayOuttaHereposted 14 years agoin reply to this
  ...can i come 2?...it's friday nite after all!
  
  hey BP! and her dear boo boo!
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  blondepoetposted 14 years agoin reply to this
  A three way it is
  WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOTTTTTTTTTTTTT
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  ralwusposted 14 years agoin reply to this
  And prey tell what could we do in the truck? with all my luck
  we'd get stuck.
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  blondepoetposted 14 years agoin reply to this
  We have to find a word that rhymes with truck......mmm...am stuck
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  ralwusposted 14 years agoin reply to this
  in the muck?
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  SomewayOuttaHereposted 14 years agoin reply to this
  aw shucks....where's the buck?????
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  mega1posted 14 years agoin reply to this
  your avatar always makes me want a cig!
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  SomewayOuttaHereposted 14 years agoin reply to this
  ha ha ....why is that?...used to be a pirate?...wanna get back into the life?
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  mega1posted 14 years agoin reply to this
  yah - but I ain't no good at the pirate lingo so they kicked me off the ship, argggh!
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  mega1posted 14 years agoin reply to this
  tuck - as in ? tuck in?
  
  three little hubbers up in a truck
  they'll need something soft and lots of luck
  when they're ready to start shuckin'
  i'll come give them nighty-night tuck in
  
  see. I told you I couldn't do it!
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  ralwusposted 14 years agoin reply to this
  take me home now.
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  mega1posted 14 years agoin reply to this
  must we always be so serious?
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  blondepoetposted 14 years agoin reply to this
  me too
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  SomewayOuttaHereposted 14 years agoin reply to this
  ha ha...shuckin' as they're truckin'?
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mega1posted 14 years ago
I cannot write poetry on demand
I have no genius at my command
I cannot lie
I just might die
If anyone reads this.
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  blondepoetposted 14 years agoin reply to this
  Woo hoo go Megs....love it
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  ralwusposted 14 years agoin reply to this
  me too!
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blondepoetposted 14 years ago
The hubbers here are the best,
They don't care that my hair is a mess,
We giggle and burp,
Gossip and slurp,
And you guys know all the rest.
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Brenda Durhamposted 14 years ago
muck.
The truck gets stuck in the muck.
Or it runs over a duck. Poor duck.
Well good luck.

And....I.... think that's my signal to exit the conversation!

Hey, ralwus already had the right word. Cool.
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  dutchman1951posted 14 years agoin reply to this
  A K-9 Officer named Charlie McGee
  would make rounds with his police dog Henery
  they never caught one thug
  they were slow as a slug
  cause they stopped at each Hydrant to Pea!
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mega1posted 14 years ago
there was way too much muck to get stuck in
and the hens were all doing too much cluckin'
so as soon as we could
we put down some wood
and stopped our rambunctious truckin'

singing
"take me home, country road
to the place where I . . ." huh?
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  dutchman1951posted 14 years agoin reply to this
  lol.... mega1....good one
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ralwusposted 14 years ago
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$$$$$$$$$#########
nothing like it
huh?
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  mega1posted 14 years agoin reply to this
  oh, I agree! like, totally!
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ralwusposted 14 years ago
when you can't write a pome

just put down words like others do:
"the Windy Bite of Winter's Song
has gone by, the bikini fears no
sand,
the Boston Cream Flounders,
the Stars and stripes envelope
our dead's last sighs.

Raven, Raven, where have you flown?
the Oak tree drips her blood."

that's the kind of stuff that wins
contests.
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  mega1posted 14 years agoin reply to this
  wind on the mountain
  wind on the sea
  wind that blows my true love
  because I won't
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  dutchman1951posted 14 years agoin reply to this
  I tried this and it works well, thanks
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ralwusposted 14 years ago
And what is her name? this wind?
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  mega1posted 14 years agoin reply to this
  they call that wind "Mariah" - or that's what I heard!
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  ralwusposted 14 years agoin reply to this
  I just painted my new wagon too. Red.
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  mega1posted 14 years agoin reply to this
  dude! that's way original even! I feel like writing a song about it! no seriously - like
  
  ♫♪♫♪I'm gonna get me a wagon
  gonna paint that wagon
  I'm gonna get me a wagon
  gonna paint it red♫♪♫♪
  
  how's that?
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SomewayOuttaHereposted 14 years ago
..okay...not a poet...but here's an attempt...

lost in thought as day turns dark
free me from the twinge of heart
let me breath and see again
free me from the pang within
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  mega1posted 14 years agoin reply to this
  MORE! MORE!
  
  **stamping feet on floor**
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ralwusposted 14 years ago
Whole heartedly agree.
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SomewayOuttaHereposted 14 years ago
...yea, but i did my 2 lines, right?...it takes alot to write poetry...doesn't come easy for me....i'll try a bit more.
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  SomewayOuttaHereposted 14 years agoin reply to this
  okay...i'm up to 4 lines now LOL!
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ralwusposted 14 years ago
goodnight all. It's been, er, poesy. had fun.
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  lorlie6posted 14 years agoin reply to this
  Sweet dreams, Charlie!
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  SomewayOuttaHereposted 14 years agoin reply to this
  nite ralwus...i was learning from u....thank u!
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  mega1posted 14 years agoin reply to this
  sweet, sweet dreams and remember -
  while you're shuckin'
  keep on truckin'
  mega's gonna do some tuckin'!
  nighty-night
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  SomewayOuttaHereposted 14 years agoin reply to this
  LOL! nite all!
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zampanoposted 14 years ago
Hi! I hope you slept well.

good morning to you all good hubbers
like firmament stars glowing here and there
one at a time, loosing time laces
raising from different hours, different places
legion of virtual bodies dancing in the air
wielding the mind sword that enrages, delights or ensobers
celebrating another new day of words cyber's
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ralwusposted 14 years ago
Morning, well, I slept anyway. I need to find my bust of Phallus now.
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  SomewayOuttaHereposted 14 years agoin reply to this
  err????
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ralwusposted 14 years ago
I meant Pallus. hehe
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  SomewayOuttaHereposted 14 years agoin reply to this
  ..either way, she can help!
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mega1posted 14 years ago
I slept like a hummingbird
my mind flitting about
images and emotions scurrying round
waking to check the clock
tick tock

worrying about the things I'd left undone
my heart skipping and meandering
down a different road
where pirates and gypsies taunted me

so glad the sun is shining now
and Eric and Stevie play their guitars for me
another long restless night gone by
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epigrammanposted 14 years ago
I stink
you blink
we sink
they wink!
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  blondepoetposted 14 years agoin reply to this
  ROFL
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logic,commonsenseposted 14 years ago
I met a girl
gave her a whirl
she was a pearl
she made my hair curl!
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logic,commonsenseposted 14 years ago
I met a poet,
a blonde, don't you know it.
a talent she could show it
and never did blow it.
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  blondepoetposted 14 years agoin reply to this
  Oh you charm me with your lingo,
  How bout a game of bingo,
  Would you like to come for dinner,
  You'll leave my joint much thinner.
  We could dance beneath the moons rays,
  To the beat our bodies sway.
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  logic,commonsenseposted 14 years agoin reply to this
  I would love to come to dinner
  because I know you are a winner!
  No doubt you'd serve up a treat
  that would be more than sweet
  and leave me breathless as satiated sinner!
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  blondepoetposted 14 years agoin reply to this
  Oh you make me weak at the knees,
  You really are such a big tease,
  Come knock on my door,
  And I'll give you some more,
  And you won't even have to say please.
  
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  logic,commonsenseposted 14 years agoin reply to this
  Who needs underwear?
  
  I will knock on your door,
  cause you always leave me wanting more.
  I just can't get enough
  of your wonderful stuff,
  I just hope I don't make you sore!
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  WoodsmensPostposted 14 years agoin reply to this
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Ipeoneyposted 14 years ago
You're sad
No credit card
Then you'll never find out
What was the pitch about
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ralwusposted 14 years ago
But now the hand of fate is on the line,
and gives this scene to light.
Far as my eye could reach no star did shine,
Earth, clad in rumble, scorn'd the blackened night.
No Owls, but ghostly souls of passage, entwine;
No brook, as crystal smooth, as crystal clear,
Was seen to ripple, or heard to babble here.
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DeadBeatPoetposted 14 years ago
Please choose the place on my tattooed body,
where you want to leave your scar.
The switch blade is sharpened up and rusting,
soon you won't be too very far.

Please choose a blank space,
that i will see each and every day,
once you make your mark on my face,
you may find there is no reason to stay.

Please forgive me now from there,
for being a worthless dead beat poet,
because that is what i truly only am,
to prove it i have nothing to show for it.

Please understand there are no friends around,
they all left a long time ago,
there is very little left but rhyme with no song,
the only real word i ever hear often is no.

Please see through the dark and gray to the empty space,
try to get why lust to me is just another radical theory,
everything is counter intuitive because i'm broken inside and out,just like extacy, m, string and relativity.

Please don't think i'm bragging,
because that's not possible in my human race,
the only feelings i'm capable of,
are shame, fear, loathing and pitiful self -disgrace.

Please don't think i'm being too forward,
to me everything is imaginary until it's real,
even then it's still mostly questionable,
swallowing reality with a blue and red think pill.

Please understand my 'i don't give a shit attitude'
is really just a facade i put up bit by bit,
it's meant to be just alluring enough to be attractive,
yet still hide the fact that i really don't give a shit.

Please make no sense because that's all i understand,
if you are not here to hurt why even show up,
the truth is whatever you choose to believe at hand,
i can't remember ever falling in love but often falling down.
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earnestshubposted 14 years ago
A good limerick is great fun
You can pop out a few on the run
I like mine to rhyme
at least some of the time
and enjoy them with raisins and rum.
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attemptedhumourposted 14 years ago
A handsome young athlete named Ned
Was articulate, cool and well read
His patter was witty
And this may sound shitty
But i'd like to drop a ton weigh on his head
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  earnestshubposted 14 years agoin reply to this
  This articulate young man named Ted
  that you want decidedly dead
  may be a good fellow
  a heart full of jellow
  Twas a terrible thing wot you said!
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ralwusposted 14 years ago
Gee thanks Earnest. With accolades to Lewis Carroll
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attemptedhumourposted 14 years ago
It's got nothing to do with you
If Ned and i have a blue
I'm merely suggesting
That i am protesting
Cause I'm at the back of the queue
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  earnestshubposted 14 years agoin reply to this
  I think that you are misconstruing
  Ned and you are always bluing
  You fought through the night
  to discover who's right
  about pretzels and how they need chewing.
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  ralwusposted 14 years agoin reply to this
  Good stuff both of ya's. Keep it up now.
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  earnestshubposted 14 years agoin reply to this
  Thanks mate! Keith is laying bricks about now.
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logic,commonsenseposted 14 years ago
In days of old
when knights were bold
and ladies weren't particular.
they'd line them up against the wall
and screw them perpendicular.
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anime_nanetposted 14 years ago
People are angry
people on hubpages
i don't care
and this doesnt rhyme as well,
and I don't care about that
eiher.
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  prettydarkhorseposted 14 years agoin reply to this
  People come and go
  People who are bored
  And have nothing to do
  Just like you.
  
  Why don't you sing
  "Twinkle twinkle little star"
  And hope the star
  Will "twinkle" for you.
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  selrachposted 14 years agoin reply to this
  
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2uesdayposted 14 years ago
Shut up and write a poem.
I hear what you say.

On any given subject
seems to be the way.

The poetry is varied
as the poets are too.

Some speak in colorful language.
Some write here to bo ho.

OK that is my lot for now..
I leave it for you to write on
where, what, who and how...
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ahorsebackposted 14 years ago
There used to be honor among thieves
and soo little time to cry.
And now the thieves run the country
and eveyone wonders why.

And then along came the tea party
and tore down the castle.
Because the hubbers were all busy drinking
coffee ...they didn't wan't the hassle.

Seems strange to me but they renamed
the congress the forum.
They must have run out of coffee
the tea could only bring boredom.

Coffee anyone?
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Stevennix2001posted 14 years ago
as i gazed upon her with affectionate eyes

yearning to hold her in my arms

the night was young and intense

one that none of us shall soon forget

as cold and brisk as the night autumn was,

the intensity and heat was so much more

as our passion for each other rose to unsurmountable levels,

one thing was for sure,

this would be a night that we would both remember fondly

in our dreams for many nights to come.
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