Poetry.

[Johnny]

Poetry flows from your fingers
Like a river
Cascading across the page


Haha, kidding. Post your poetry here! Yours, anyone elses, whatever!

[OC]

Roses are red
Violets are blue
Sunflowers are yellow with brown in the middle.

[Mickey Martini]

Jacob wrote that, didn't he!

I'll post a few of mine on here soon ;D

[Phunkette]

OC said:

Roses are red
Violets are blue
Sunflowers are yellow with brown in the middle.

OMG. *spits out iced tea*

That's poetic genius.

[Mickey Martini]

[quote author=[Miss] Phunk link=board=Artist&thread=1092807430&start=3#0 date=1092807890]

OMG. *spits out iced tea*

That's poetic genius.[/quote]

Hmmm, the first poem I'll write on here will be about spitting.....or swallowing ;D

[Phunkette]

D. said:

Hmmm, the first poem I'll write on here will be about spitting.....or swallowing ;D

is the sausage coming?

[Mickey Martini]

[quote author=[Miss] Phunk link=board=Artist&thread=1092807430&start=5#0 date=1092808488]

is the sausage coming?


[/quote]

The sausage is always along for the ride

[Phunkette]

D. said:

The sausage is always along for the ride

Ah, so it IS coming.

[Mickey Martini]

[quote author=[Miss] Phunk link=board=Artist&thread=1092807430&start=7#0 date=1092809354]

Ah, so it IS coming. [/quote]

[Mickey Martini]

Back on topic: I wrote this after the hardest breakup I ever had to go through

Every sad song I hear
Still reminds me of you
And what we once had
Why you did it
I still dont know
Guess thats why its so hard
To let you go
Though Ive tried to move on
Realizing your love was never true
I can never forget the sacrifices
I made for you
And how near the end
You acted like I never matter
It tore a hole in my heart
The wound is healing
And our time as lover is becoming a distant memory
Though the shadow still lingers
And I hurt for our past everyday
Nothing is harder than still talking to you
Knowing I will never be yours again

[Phunkette]

D. said:

Is that supposed to look like it's jerking off?



On-Topic.. beautiful poem man. *nod*

[Mickey Martini]

[quote author=[Miss] Phunk link=board=Artist&thread=1092807430&start=10#0 date=1092810080]

Is that supposed to look like it's jerking off?



On-Topic.. beautiful poem man. *nod*[/quote]

When I first saw it I thought it was hands clapping. But I do believe its a jerking off

And thanks. That was a damn hard poem to write emotionally

[Johnny]

I'll tell you again Dino, I love it.

[Redslinger]

Something I wrote several years ago, but it's the only one I can remember:

Upon the web
The huntress serves
With nary a grunt nor peep.
...and still... she sits
With razored lips
To savour something sweet.
A passioned child
Within the wind,
So plays one of the vast pets.
How should she learn,
So deadly stern,
To weave these silken caskets?

Upon the plain
The leige in trace,
Construction onward rehearses.
The towers soar
Beyond still doors
To mimic common verses.
A tiny lamb
Among the brood
Labours for his mother.
How could they see
The majesty
They raised for one another?

Beneath the deep
The blossoms blind
As homes are framed together.
Upon a shelf
Beside themselves
The troop forms heavens feathers.
A quiet child,
Among the fold,
Repose in silent taverns.
How should they know
Upon which row
To place their neighbours caverns?

Upon the rocks
The rain descends
From prisms of an ice age.
...And forms a path
Where the Son hath
Carved out his own birth page.
A fated course,
So soft, so firm,
The nurse dashes to genesis.
Why should she fly
Only to die
When life is it's own nemesis?

[Mickey Martini]

Bravo Mr. Slinger. Pretty damn good.