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September 18, 2003
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Posted on 09/18/2003 1:01:45 AM PDT by paulklenk
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To: From The Deer Stand
Too true.. good job..Hahahah
101
posted on
09/18/2003 12:18:26 PM PDT
by
carlo3b
(http://www.CookingWithCarlo.com)
To: Sloth
Here I sit plain as ever.
Took a dump and pulled the lever.
The toilet clogged.
The water flowed.
Look out world, it's a mother-load!
-Beavis
102
posted on
09/18/2003 12:21:10 PM PDT
by
GOPyouth
(De Oppresso Liber! Heather Nauert is all that is woman!)
To: new cruelty
Okee dokee.
.
Our make believe prez, Martin Sheen
Thought all his detractors were mean
So he ordered to jail
His incoming mail
And vetoed his answer machine.
To: djf
Should I? That's beautiful...
To: carlo3b
Those in Hillary's way are attacked
Howard Dean is about to be sacked
And if Clark gets the nod
And she's VEEP, omigod
Is there any doubt she'll have him whacked?
105
posted on
09/18/2003 12:29:44 PM PDT
by
doug from upland
(Why did DemocRATS allow a perjuring rapist to remain in the Oval Office?)
To: paulklenk
Dark
Light
Night
Day
Dark
Light
Dark
To: Tamsey
Thank you for your kind words... I do appreciate them.
107
posted on
09/18/2003 12:39:38 PM PDT
by
backhoe
To: doug from upland
Some days I just leave the meter to the others and let the message rule:
Hill'ry had two thigh'd hams
Their fleece was white as snow
But she was afraid to shave them, 'cause
[Her mom said] That'd make her ankles grow....
108
posted on
09/18/2003 12:46:34 PM PDT
by
Fawnn
(God's in His Heaven (always true). All's right with the world (prayers needed for the last part))
To: Mudboy Slim
Paging Mudboy Slim.....
To: backhoe
So moving my friend, only you.. thanks ..
110
posted on
09/18/2003 12:53:15 PM PDT
by
carlo3b
(http://www.CookingWithCarlo.com)
To: paulklenk
Bucket Barf Bags!
When your tummy get queesy,
And the room starts to whirl,
Don't try to hold it,
Give us a hurl!
Bucket Barf Bags! The only way to throw!...up!
*bucket barf bags © 4mycountry*
111
posted on
09/18/2003 1:37:14 PM PDT
by
4mycountry
(You say I'm a brat like it's a bad thing.)
To: paulklenk; OnTheDress
One of my favorite poems of all, for some unknown reason...very powerful.
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In darkness let me dwell,
The ground shall sorrow be,
The roof, despair, to bar,
All cheerful light from me.
The walls of marble black,
That moistened still shall weep,
My music, hellish, jarring sounds,
To banish friendly sleep.
Thus wedded to my woes,
And bedded to my tomb,
Oh! Let me living die,
Till Death; till Death do come.
-Dowland
112
posted on
09/18/2003 1:41:45 PM PDT
by
4mycountry
(You say I'm a brat like it's a bad thing.)
To: paulklenk
Original poem, eh? The last one was kind of an advertisement, so here goes for a true "poem".
-----
Dark, the light upon each day
He wakes to live in slow decay
No one cares to mourn or grieve
A soul so happy to deceive
And yet some try, and fail so much
To conjer up sympathy and such
And in the end, they give up and leave
A soul so happy to deceive
Living in the shadows, like
They are the day and not the night
A strange and evil fellow is he,
A soul so happy to deceive
The days do pass, and nights do fade
And there he lays upon his grave
Not a man to cry or weep
For a soul so happy to deceive
-----
No, I'm not gothic, leave me alone. XD
113
posted on
09/18/2003 1:50:58 PM PDT
by
4mycountry
(You say I'm a brat like it's a bad thing.)
To: Fawnn
>>> I tried to recall more, but risked straining my brain <<<
You gotta lotta music in you! :o)
114
posted on
09/18/2003 2:20:07 PM PDT
by
b9
To: jellybean
Thank you. It's totally turned around from how it started, it started very bitter and cynical. Before I wrote that, before I started writing in sonnet, I wrote the following, for no one in particular. It says little about me but tons about my wife.
HELP WANTED
Recently widowed man needs the following household help:
A woman who:
Is sincere, kind, and loving and demands that I be the same
Vows to be honest and demands that I vow the same
Loves seafood and steaks and corn on the cob
Laughs way more than she cries, but when she cries,
cries louder than she laughs
Usually has her feet on the ground, but is unafraid to let
her heart have wings
Is as comfortable in an evening gown as blue jeans
Could not live without lilacs and lavender, marigolds and mauve
Knows that I am not perfect, but I will always treat her
as if she were
Fais l'amour lentement, mais foutre vivant
Loves candlelit dinners and blt's, and sometimes even
eats blt's by candlelight
Is mature and poised, but still has some sixteen-year-old girl in her
Wishes upon a star
Is as happy in her garden as she is in the mall
Trusts me enough to tell me all her secrets, but keeps some
of them secret anyways
Will trade her nightly back rubs for my afternoon naps
Still believes that not all love stories have tragic endings
Knows she cannot reach the stars, but feels she can touch them
Will blush and protest when I tell her she is as beautiful without
makeup as with it, but deep down never doubt it
Is curious, and sometimes acts curiously
Will hold my hand at dinner
Knows and feels that the kind of love she needs is almost exactly
the same as the kind of love she gives
Knows when I need to be told to go to hell, and knows
when to apologize
Dreams of a dog in the backyard, a swing on the porch,
and a white picket fence
Surrenders
Forgives the man who is crazy-in-love with her when he does crazy things
Qualified applicants only
No references required, believe me, I'll know
Dedicated to my lost love.
115
posted on
09/18/2003 2:38:46 PM PDT
by
djf
To: paulklenk
To: hobbes1
There was a lass called Lewinsky.
With dark wavy hair and good skinsky.
Lots of fun so he thought
Until he got caught
Now what a pain in the buttinsky!
117
posted on
09/18/2003 2:42:28 PM PDT
by
Liberal Classic
(Quemadmodum gladius neminem occidit, occidentis telum est.)
To: Liberal Classic
(best if recited in Sean Connery accent)
118
posted on
09/18/2003 2:43:12 PM PDT
by
Liberal Classic
(Quemadmodum gladius neminem occidit, occidentis telum est.)
To: paulklenk
Dark and lonely on a summer's night.
Kill my landlord. Kill my landlord.
Watchdog barking. Do he bite?
Kill my landlord. Kill my landlord.
Slip in his window. Break his neck.
Then his house I start to wreck.
Got no reason. What the heck?
Kill my landlord. Kill my landlord.
C-I-L my land lord!
With apologies to Eddie Murphy
119
posted on
09/18/2003 2:46:45 PM PDT
by
GreatOne
(You will bow down before me, Son of Jor-el!)
To: 4mycountry
Think you got something there. I urge you to continue.
120
posted on
09/18/2003 2:50:03 PM PDT
by
djf
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