poems

[onerabbit]

Hi all, its raining & im a bit bored so I thought I would share this.

Anyone else got any original poems they'de like to share?

Sir Eric West, a hardened man, a moral void was he
A murderer of whales & insatiable was his glee
His only goal, to rid the world of every whales son
To draw the blood, to win the prize, with just his harpoon gun.
He did his job with passion, as a lesser man knows lust
His only really true delight, to give that final thrust
So as the years rolled on & on & Eric had his fun
So good he was at his grim job, he only had left one

The day did come , the last fish swam with elegance & grace
The whale king did bark & shout ,"Down all boats & give chase"
They put to oar, pursued the fight, & though It wasn't fair
They hounded the poor creature, in its death they would all share
All was in confusion, but the king was first to see
A massive wave had risen up & threatened even he

The splintered wood was everywhere & blood & death & pain
Of all the men that went that day, only one remained
For Eric this was a nightmare, how could he be the last
Whats worse his every moment now is spent seeing the past
He knew that he would die soon, he couldn't last to long
When all around, the sea did move & he heard an eerie song

The whale bore the broken form & headed in for land
The whaler, still in total shock, began to understand
How could I have done it, killed these creatures from the sea
I've murdered every friend it had, but still it rescued me
Sir Eric's very humble now & no longer called the king
When asked he simply looks & says "I heard the last one sing"




Muzz

[zedjack33]

Down from the hills came Cork Screw Jock
The only man with a cork screw c......
He searched the earth from pole to pole
to find a woman with a cork screw h.....
but when he found her
he nearly dropped dead.
cos the silly ol girl had a left handed thread

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[harry_h01]

TRANQUILLITY

The peace, the quiet, the stillness abounds
Echoes of silence are heard all around
Resting, no breeze, no wind to the last
Yesterday’s hurry, today’s distant past
Varying images criss-crossing the sky
Every noise intensified, heartbeats pulse by
Rotating upwards, points of light drawing near
Dimly lit backdrops of frozen crystal tears
Onwards and upwards beyond earthly plains
Never in reach, beyond human gains
Hope for the future, a thought and a dream
Allowing visions of people and places unseen
Realizing, awakening of hopes coming true
Rushing through time across oceans of blue
Imagination opening, seeing all that can be
On and on, feeling, tasting, wanting to be free
Now all is silent and settled in the past
Tranquillity takes over, freedom at last

[harry_h01]

Looking Back

Looking back to day gone past
Looking back everyday goes by so fast
Time moves on too quick for some
For others it seems things never come

Looking back to words unsaid
Looking back through words you dread
We all hold friends so dear to our hearts
And yet we know they someday we’ll part

Looking back at the fun times we’ve had
Looking back at the fashions and the fad
One day it will all be a memory
Some time in the future it will be considered history

Looking back at friends and family
Looking back and thinking what they meant to me
I try and remember as many as I can
Watching them past like hourglass sand

Try not to think of the things you should of done
Try to remember the days, the nights, and the fun
Sometimes you’ll wonder if it’s all too much
But just remember to live the now and not to rush

Time is a thing that we cannot control
Time is the thing that helps us grow old
If we throw our hands in the air and say it’s enough
Then one day will be forgotten, no more than ashes and dust

Live for tomorrow not in the past
Remember the race is never over and who cares who comes last
Time is a friend like some many around you
Follow your heart and your wishes will come true.

[GBC]

1.
Two arms, two hands,
Two steely bands
A sprig of wattle in my hand
Beneath the Southern Cross I stand
A product of my native land
AUSTRALIA
You little beauty!!
Up the red rooster,
And drink more Pi$$.

2.
When I was young and in my prime,
I used to bowel growl all the time.....

Sorry, any Souths Rugby Union boys will be able to finish it for you.

Cheers,

C.J.

[freddyfish]

There was a young girl from Nantucket....

Sorry , can't use that one.. Here's another one.

One day I strode down Earl's Court Road
When into a pub I was lured

"Where do you come from " said a nosey Pom
As I downed an amber fluid

I said to him straight " I'm Australian mate ,
And I feel like gettin' plastered "

Coz the beers crook , and all the sheilas look,
like you ,You pommy bastard.

Apologies to Kev.

Cheers Brad.

[bidkev]

There was a young girl from Nantucket....

Sorry , can't use that one.. Here's another one.

One day I strode down Earl's Court Road
When into a pub I was lured

"Where do you come from " said a nosey Pom
As I downed an amber fluid

I said to him straight " I'm Australian mate ,
And I feel like gettin' plastered "

Coz the beers crook , and all the sheilas look,
like you ,You pommy bastard.

Apologies to Kev.

Cheers Brad.



Accepted ;D

kev..........that guy that looks like Aussie Sheilas........apologies to Aussie sheilas ;D

People are like tea bags - You have to put them in hot water before you know how strong they are!

[wiseguy67]

'Sea Fever'



I must go down to the seas again,

to the lonely sea and the sky,

And all I ask is a tall ship

and a star to steer her by,

And the wheel's kick and the wind's song

and the white sail's shaking,

And a grey mist on the sea's face

and a grey dawn breaking.



I must go down to the seas again,

for the call of the running tide

Is a wild call and a clear call

that may not be denied;

And all I ask is a windy day

with the white clouds flying,

And the flung spray and the blown spume,

and the sea-gulls crying.



I must go down to the seas again

to the vagrant gypsy life,

To the gull's way and the whale's way

where the wind's like a whetted knife;

And all I ask is a merry yarn

from a laughing fellow rover,

And quiet sleep and a sweet dream

when the long trick's over.



-- John Masefield

[bidkev]

Yarra Song

There's a chill tonight on the Yarra
Winter is creeping in
While far away my loved ones
Wake up in England's spring
And although delights await me
All the way to Flinders Street
It's that little piece of heaven
With which they must compete
When The Saints take on The Magpies
Some day too far away
I barrack for St. Kilda
In that funny game they play
But my heart's not really in it
My mind wanders to a town
Where The Hammers sing "I'm forever blowing bubbles"
And the rain comes pouring down
Yes, it's still raining in England
Guess that's why I like it here
There's a brolly in my hotel room
For when the skies aren't clear
'Cos it never rains in Sydney
And it never rains in Perth
Adelaide's a desert
And Brisbane's just scorched earth
So excuse me please such days as these
And send me to the town
Where the children sing when St. Kilda win
And the rain comes falling down
So wake me up tomorrow
And send me home again
To where The Hammers sing "I'm forever blowing bubbles"
In the pouring London rain

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[wewak1111]

Ok here's one of mine,

Kitchen Kaos

It was midnight in the kitchen and the place was out of hand,
Baking Dish and Rice had started up a reggae band;
Everyone applauded as the spotlight hit the sink –
Frying Pan was swaying – under influence of drink.

Mayonnaise looked round the crowd – My God! They ALL were high!
Milk Jug wobbled on the fridge as Toaster staggered by,
Cups and Forks and Prunes were on the cook-top making merry,
On the floor an empty cask of high-grade cooking sherry.

Swinging from a light globe, Tongs let out a Tarzan scream,
And dove right into Baking Dish, quite full of rum and cream;
Wooden spoon spread Salsa and they formed a limbo loop,
As Kitchen Tongs used poor old Egg Ring for a hula hoop.

Microwave flashed on his lights, zapped up to the gills,
Ice Cube Tray was feeling ill, strung out on Junket Pills;
Can of Peas yelled “Look at me!” and went into a spin,
And knocked Mint Sauce and Butter into Kitchen Tidy Bin.

Pandemonium as Coffee Grinder gave a whine,
Electric Wok and Skillet started up a conga line,
As drunken vegetables sashayed, old Crockpot thought it rude
That Sugar should be shickered and Tinned Apples should be stewed.

Waffle gave a speech but there was no way they could hear,
Egg Slice won the title, voted “Spatula of the Year”
Percolator bubbled and Rice Cereal went pop,
Every-one was happy, no-one wanted it to stop.

Pissed appliances were laughing like a pack of fools,
As Pasta passed a Basil reefer round the cooking tools;
In the corner, two delinquent Eggbeaters and Spam
Giggled to themselves and smoked a joint of Marjoram.

Sex was on the menu as a teenage Pasta Maker
Corkscrewed in a cupboard with an over-sexed Bread Baker;
Twas madness, mirth and mayhem, Potato’s eyes were all alight
He’d smoked a Basil reefer and was flying like a kite.

Tea Bag flirted shamelessly, till Baked Beans cut the Cheese,
Then Flour went to pieces and made everybody sneeze,
Paper Towel was wasted, he had soaked up every spill,
And tried to start a craps game with the help of Fat-free Grill.

A whistle from the Kettle made the Oven Timer buzz,
Now they were in trouble: Look out guys, here comes the Fuzz!
Footsteps in the hallway, Kitchen Kaos now the song,
As everybody tried to get back where they should belong.

Too late! Deadly quiet, just Alarm Clock going tick…
Sandwich Maker held his breath and tried not to be sick;
Little Johnny came in, eyes shut tight, went to the sink,
Fumbled for a tumbler, found the faucet, had a drink.

Now they were alone again “Hooray” thought Melon Jam,
But over in the corner were the Eggbeaters and Spam,
They’d found a flask of brandy and some sun-dried frangipani,
Rolled it up and took a toke and screamed out “HOOTENANNY!”


If ya liked that one, I have lots more of mine at kingpoetry.com

[Fishinmishin]

Fisherman poem ;)

[onerabbit]

Wewak1111,
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That was brilliant.

Muzz

[lock]

zedjack33 ..............class mate absolute class. ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D
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