Post Your Poetry

Anybody else into poetry? I thought we could post our poems or any favorite poems written by others here i will start:

Happiness Is Only Real When Shared

A soft kiss upon the lips of one
We search for life
We found none
I ran once again

I found it was there from the start
A journey to continue for years to come
For I have found truth in the times that we part
Love can only come to those who accept life into their heart

A beauty yet unforeseen
A journey offered by those most unlikely
Unaware of the joy around us
We search for things made of gold

I have tried to reunite with the days
I have traveled only to find
A sadness that enters my mind
Just beyond the horizon there is happiness for me

Set out on another journey
Surrounded by beauty both human and not
Travel to seek my heart which has no end
In silence the answers will come

In death answers will mean none
I place a flag for you in a far off land
An offering of Love never to be lost

Welcome all that is true
Invite your friends and enemies
For all that exist is of one kind
A simple trick for the mind
An answer for all with heart
Those that create beauty with art
Even they know nothing of truths compared
Happiness can only be real when shared

No One? You guys smoke all this pot and get NO creative inspiration!? Not even someone posting some classic poetry?

therer not high enough

Wretched420 said:

therer not high enough

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That was beautiful Wretched

Them Toad Suckers

How about Them Toad Suckers,
Ain't they clods?
Sittin' there suckin'
Them green toady-frogs.

Suckin' them hop-toads,
Suckin' them chunkers,
Suckin' them leapy types,
Suckin' them plunkers.

Look at Them Toad Suckers,
Ain't they snappy?
Suckin' them bog-frogs
Sure makes'em happy.

Them huggermugger Toad Suckers,
Way down south,
Stickin' them sucky-toads
In they mouth.

How to be a Toad Sucker?
No way to duck it.
Gittchyself a toad,
Rare back and suck it!

Mason Williams 1964

Incandescent orange blossoms over her face and recedes like sunset tide. Serpentine ringlets twist from the smoldering tip. When the light absorbs back the image of her face joins the kaleidoscopic spiral – fighting the undertow, they lose.
A star glides my way to hang in front of me. I cup my hands to cradle the glowing sphere. On my palm it rests and swells. Inside it red purple and blue breathe and pulse in liquid pearl. Too beautiful for any man, it stretches and lays to the earth. Faces spew from red digital lava; the Technicolor water fall evaporates to be redistributed and sewn again as seeds. Neither good nor evil they grow as blanks for us to shape: we will.
Rubbery static in my stomach boils out the combination to my origami mind; folding and creasing it decides a shape it cannot attain like starlings in flight.
Three dimensional static twists and knots into undulating serpentine ringlets. Incandescent orange recedes like sunset tide.

[FONT=sans-serif,Helvetia,Arial]The Look[/FONT] [FONT=Courier,sans-serif] Strephon kissed me in the spring,
Robin in the fall,
But Colin only looked at me
And never kissed at all.

Strephon's kiss was lost in jest,
Robin's lost in play,
But the kiss in Colin's eyes
Haunts me night and day.

-- Sara Teasdale [/FONT]

K, here's the chorus to an idea I had a coupla weeks ago re:RIU theme song
For those who know, it's a 1-4-2-6 lazy country-ish boom chick-ta boom chick-ta type a twang thang. Just a working rhythm, lost interest when I didn't get 7 billion rep+'s for a LST pics thing I did. Still learning the RIU ropes, so to speak . . . anyway
a one and a two and a one, two, three and a "you're doing it all fuckin' wrong"

"Let's roll it up . . . we'll burn her down,
and twist anum-ber nother, brother,
then pass that bud around,
'cuz it's just like family . . .
with love,
and hate,
but then
(Pause)
We roll it up . . .
and it's all good, again"

Weed is Green
Hash is Brown
So smoke some of each
And get rid of that frown.

I won a contest on here for this one, the prize was a digital ph pen, lol.

Thanks guys! I thought my thread died> Here's another:

Why I Can Not Remember My Childhood

Few things exist
When was the wonder lust
Chocolate chip cookies
Who am I to trust

I see this war on a playground
On the slide a kiss
Imagination alive
I remember how long I’ll miss this kiss

Your name my mind
I had an angel
I forgot who
Innocence was lost

I knew no other way
We cannot stay
I don’t know the reasons
I want to forget
I was always misunderstood
I want to remember my childhood

deep. i have old stuff written. but it all looks like crap, and not worth posting.
any type of poetry? if i read thru my books i can find stuff thats not about 'love' and girls..
but its either freestyle or not traditional pattern.. ill look thru and post some if its worthy of typing out. LOL

CannaPanda said:

deep. i have old stuff written. but it all looks like crap, and not worth posting.
any type of poetry? if i read thru my books i can find stuff thats not about 'love' and girls..
but its either freestyle or not traditional pattern.. ill look thru and post some if its worthy of typing out. LOL

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When there is nothing left to burn, you have to set yourself on fire!!

Post up Canna!!!

u asked... heres an old poem i wrote for some girl. some words r changed.
Love 4 U Is The greatest Feeling, With This I Will Not Play
Love Is What I Feel For You, Each & Every Day
Love Is Like A Smile, Love Is Like A Song
Love Is A Great Emotion, Which Keeps My Heart So Strong.
My Love Leaving You Is Close To Impossible
My Love For You Is Completely Unstoppable
So Remember When Your Eyes Meet Mine, I Love U With All My Heart
And I Have Poured All Of My Attention To You, From The Very Start...
posting the ones from the next years is different.. so ill keep it on a positive note

Stoney McFried said:

[FONT=sans-serif,Helvetia,Arial]The Look[/FONT] [FONT=Courier,sans-serif]Strephon kissed me in the spring,[/FONT]
[FONT=Courier,sans-serif]Robin in the fall,[/FONT]
[FONT=Courier,sans-serif]But Colin only looked at me[/FONT]
[FONT=Courier,sans-serif]And never kissed at all.[/FONT]

[FONT=Courier,sans-serif]Strephon's kiss was lost in jest,[/FONT]
[FONT=Courier,sans-serif]Robin's lost in play,[/FONT]
[FONT=Courier,sans-serif]But the kiss in Colin's eyes[/FONT]
[FONT=Courier,sans-serif]Haunts me night and day.[/FONT]

[FONT=Courier,sans-serif] -- Sara Teasdale [/FONT]

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I once new a girl called stoney, who thought that I was full of baloney.
So I wrote down a line that tickled stoneys spine. And then she called me Muloney. I rolled up a fatty, then called stoney patty.And we all got ripped.

You have some depressed/sad poems too cana? Here is one of mine
Bought Bullets Today

You told me yesterday
I can not stay
You have been in bed all day
You called me to say
I’m going to kill myself today

They tell me its not my business
There is nothing I can do about this
No one can know
You get sick so they can continue the show

You seem fine
As I lose my mind
How can I love you?
I should have been with Sue
What should I do?

I had a breakdown because I did not know
You came home and I asked you to go
But I could not say no

They tell me I cannot worry
They tell me I’ll be sorry
They say you are not mine
Because you drank that wine

So they took you away
They told me I could not talk to you today
They told me there was no Love
So I prayed to God Above
There was one answer

So I called to say
I bought bullets today

yes. on a different level of the one u posted.
not post worthy.. who knows who's reading this stuff...

I once knew a man named Budsworth
Who sported a penis of great girth
He'd give it to you
If you wanted to screw
But you had to give him some weed first.

Budsworth said:

I once new a girl called stoney, who thought that I was full of baloney.
So I wrote down a line that tickled stoneys spine. And then she called me Muloney. I rolled up a fatty, then called stoney patty.And we all got ripped.

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Stoney McFried said:

I once knew a man named Budsworth
Who sported a penis of great girth
He'd give it to you
If you wanted to screw
But you had to give him some weed first.

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WORD....

im blessed I got hunnies obsessed
and I must confess I need brains
so whose next? I love to pump
blood out ya chest and make a mess

Wake bake repeat
skins got the skeet
bodies under the feet
make it clean and neat
sprayin the keep
got up in her deep
creep'd up killed em in there sleep
freedom isn't free life is just cheap.

I like that one thanks!