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Badspot was walking one day,

When he came 'cross a bale of hay.

A friendly fellow stood watching by,

Told him that inside was a slice of pie!

Badspot whipped out his large shovel and pick

his whacking and slashing was very quick.

Inside the hay bale however was not,

a pie slice instead was a large iron pot!

He inspected the pot around and inside,

All he could find was a small pork-bean pie!

He whipped out a fork and a spoon and a knife

and dug into the pie with fury and spice!

He thanked the old villager with a wave good-bye

and walked his way home, his gut full of pie!

Something I wrote years ago  :cookieMonster:

We all walk the fence of reality
So don't fall off
There are only two sides
Sane and insanity

~~ roses are red
violets are blue
ill forget you with a rake ~~
« Last Edit: February 12, 2011, 05:29:59 AM by Big Brother »


We dump our stuff out on the side of the road
We drop nukes on 3rd world countries
The ways we destroy our only planet is soon
There won't be any piece of land worth fighting for
As we face our impending doom
We can't help but make it faster

Erytophobia
By Kniaz

This path isn’t big,
But it will fit two.
Just hold my hand,
And I will hold you.

I don’t know where it leads,
Nor where it shall go.
We’ll rest like a rock,
And let it all flow.

We are good friends,
Perhaps there is more.
It’s not that I want it,
All scrawled on the floor.

Although you may “like” me,
I’m scared that it’s true.
I just want to hold you,
Feel eternally new.

Advantages I’m scared to take,
Or being a painful old gnaw.
I want to be friends,
And not much else more.

But please don’t leave,
It’s too cold in this rain.
Perhaps I was wrong,
And am ready to love again.

All too inconsistent,
All too incomplete.
I really do like you,
You’re not just raw meat.

Haikus are easy.
But sometimes they don't make sense.
Refrigerator.

Yo richard. Way to steal from Threadless :3

Might post unfinished short stories in the near future.