Chasin' Chickens

Originally Posted by My Erotic Tale
the longest day

I learned how fast a man can put his head in his hand and how fast a teardrop falls, then shatters as it hits the floor. Into a hundred pieces, like that of my heart, that is torn.



You can will life to live and hope that the will to live prevails but in the end life will sail on a sea of eternal slumber, forever is never and our days are numbered.
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Never to let go of a love you hold as you watch a flower wither. The only way to save it is by storing the emotions like that of a flower pressed in-between the pages.

Suppressing thoughts of tomorrow's dawn in hopes that each day is long so thaty time doesn't steal a moments breath and that every second of life is savored, kissed and kept.

My ears were filled with deaths drumming beat, a signal that has sprout an epitaph seed. Sitting with my head in my hands as I pray, grasping by the neck, the longest day.
 
There once was man named Dave
Who dug up a whore from her grave
she was mouldy as shit
and missing a tit but
think of the money he saved.


:devil:
 
Jennifer C said:
There once was man named Dave
Who dug up a whore from her grave
she was mouldy as shit
and missing a tit but
think of the money he saved.


:devil:



lol jenn that is a new one on me
ps sorry about the man from madrass that was the way I herd it
 
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MRWIGGLEWORM said:
lol jenn that is a new one on me
ps sorry about the man from madrass that was the way I herd it

Glad you liked it :D

No need to apologise :)
 
Jennifer C said:
Have alot of catching up to do!

Loving your work, Art, Du and RF :rose:


there you are, we had to send out search and rescue to find ya'
glad to see all is well with you. welcome back
 
I liked this one so much I wanted it here also ...

ZMP~ Enlightenment

I sit in wait
as dawn
opens its gate

to let in the light
and for dark
to take flight

when the Sun
is rising
visibility is sprung

Shadows bloom
and shrivel
illumination mushrooms

Then I can see
forward
what's ahead of me

thoughts embark,
enlightenment's
the Sun to the dark.
 
The howling snowflake rides coldly
gusting in honeyed envy
and undefined determinedly in pleasure.
Whilst autumn laughs merrily
into the wind,
and life sleeps with wild abandonment.
The river sketches irridescant yellow daubs ,
busy insects swarm through catacombs
and angels dance in the moonlight.
 
Playing again..........

Pythagorean dancers swirling around
midnight bonfires
fostering waking dreams
motherless nightmares of limited reality.

Lost in the chaotic caverns of our minds
whimsically wandering into fire and ice.
Shadows of slithering secrets glide
gratuitously through our souls;
abandoning dank fingerprints of doubtful lies.

Victorious visionaries call in our sleep
rousing to comfort our whispering peers!

Far above the battle of truth,
lies our veils burning in
pagan ceremony.
Vampirish vespers summon the enigma
falling on deaf ears of those who know.

Ancient angles of open plains bid
time return.

Arrogant youth blindly grasp for truth,
clarity cloaked
in soulful desert winds.
Trickster twisted minds,
desired knowledge clouds the way,
a child's sagacity
buried in fear.

more to come :confused:
 
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Du Lac said:
Pythagorean dancers swirling around
midnight bonfires
fostering waking dreams
motherless nightmares of limited reality.

Lost in the chaotic caverns of our minds
whimsically wandering into fire and ice.
Shadows of slithering secrets glide
gratuitously through our souls;
abandoning dank fingerprints of doubtful lies.

Victorious visionaries call in our sleep
rousing to comfort our whispering peers!

Far above the battle of truth,
lies our veils burning in
pagan ceremony.
Vampirish vespers summon the enigma
falling on deaf ears of those who know.

Ancient angles of open plains bid
time return.

Arrogant youth blindly grasp for truth,
cloaked
in soulful desert winds.
Trickster twisted minds,
desired knowledge clouds the way,
a child's sagacity
buried in fear.

more to come :confused:

keep going du..very profound musings...am in total sync...you grasp a great division...of souls now...aligning with beliefs in chaos and harmony....each battle not won...only by keeping one's copyright..ones..here/now...ever watching..nay aligning with morphic..but...to be the highest guardian of ones self...you are rocking ...
:rose:
 
bluerains said:
tis only one difference
between a condom
and a casket...
you come in one
and go in the other... :D



cute,

explode into a frenzy
and work your self into a frenzy to explode

kinda ...friends-y
 
gram mer
by My Erotic Tail ©

gram mer

me was telled
words will fell,
if they aint spelt just rite.

that cuntry boy,
with a pincel or pin,
cant rite or tipe.

that skool is fo
me tu lern,
i beter do it rite.

mom said werds
cum from within
and beter grammers hipe.

that if you can read
me hart felt werds,
that wil be alll rite.

Literary Art !
 
There was a young woman from Heath
Who circumsized men with her teeth
It's all very funny
'cos it wasn't for money
But for the cheese that she found underneath!


:D
 
My Erotic Tale said:
Holy smoke a double deuce goodie, way to go JC


dU MORE dU ....VERY NICE
WHAT'S a pythagoreon?

Py·thag·o·ras ( P ) Pronunciation Key (p-thgr-s), fl. sixth century B.C.

Greek philosopher who founded a school in southern Italy that sought to discover the mathematical principles of reality through the study of musical harmony and geometry. The Pythagorean theorem is ascribed to him.


Here is a link for your FYI:

Pythagoras: The First to mix religion and mathematics?
 
My Erotic Tale said:
gram mer
by My Erotic Tail ©

gram mer

me was telled
words will fell,
if they aint spelt just rite.

that cuntry boy,
with a pincel or pin,
cant rite or tipe.

that skool is fo
me tu lern,
i beter do it rite.

mom said werds
cum from within
and beter grammers hipe.

that if you can read
me hart felt werds,
that wil be alll rite.

Literary Art !


LMAO :D

Very cute Art ;)
 
Du Lac said:
Py·thag·o·ras ( P ) Pronunciation Key (p-thgr-s), fl. sixth century B.C.

Greek philosopher who founded a school in southern Italy that sought to discover the mathematical principles of reality through the study of musical harmony and geometry. The Pythagorean theorem is ascribed to him.


Here is a link for your FYI:

Pythagoras: The First to mix religion and mathematics?


athena and minerva....got it (~_*) <bigrin>
 
Jennifer C said:
There was a young woman from Heath
Who circumsized men with her teeth
It's all very funny
'cos it wasn't for money
But for the cheese that she found underneath!


:D


there once was a woman who was mushy
she would dance and waddle her tushy
some man came in
wearing a wicked grin
she let him play with her pussy
 
My Erotic Tale said:
A Yellow Rose: Waltz across Texas

The dancers glided across the slatted board sea
of the dance hall tavern where all watched to see
who would be victor of this challenge this night
all in the name of trying not to kill or fight

Piano sounds sounded in musical note blasts
as the dancers twirled to the last notes cast
the gentleman pulled the lady in close
slowly they stopped almost nose to nose

the gentleman went to kiss the lady's lips
then dropped her from his hold as if he slipped
then caught her as she was close to the ground
kissed her lips lightly as the crowd clapped all around

It was obvious who had won this challenge
a disgruntled hombre showed his lips kringed
the desperodos became a wall along the flooring
"you understand the gravity of the situation my friend,"
the Hombre said threatening and wearing a wicked grin

the gentleman went to the hombre like a serpent's strike
a derringer held tightly, pointed between Hombre's eyes
"I know that you won't see much more,
unless you and your friends go out the door."

there was a moment when sound meant nothing
then Hombre snickered and a smile started growing
they bowed out humble with spur clancking chime
out the door they went and on horses went flying

Gentleman and the lady held each other on the dance floor
they waltz across Texas from that day till forever more
that was the night that loves magic started to grow
and sparked the legend of ravishing, a Yellow Rose


the end
 
there once was a girl named bessie

There once was A girl named Bessie.
Who without A doubt was A ten ton Tessy.
She went looking for A fellow
With her ass that shook like Jello.
She went looking for A "poke" if she could.
Eating Little Debbies and drinking Diet Coke as if it would do any good.
It took twenty men to hug her.
And A freight train to love her.
She fell in love with A man that liked to race.
But she smothered him when she sat on his face.
And now she incredibly thin.
She gave up food for gin.
She stays drunk all the time.
But now she can 69.



moral of this story:

If your gonna 69 with A woman over 300 pounds, and she is on top keep A snorkle beside the bed!



"LOVE IS FOREVER AND LUST IS FOR THE MOMENT" " SO HAVE AS MANY SPECIAL MOMENTS IN YOUR LIFE AS YOU POSSIBLY CAN"
 
My Erotic Tale said:

Lol. You are one silly man. :cathappy:
You do know you could have
Edited right. Lmao!!! :rolleyes:

Aww, what a poem. I love this one too. :D
The yellow rose poems are just irresistible !!!
The dancing and witty charm of the dance ...
Tingly Tango of a saucy tale ~ :devil:

:rose:
 
RhymeFairy said:
Lol. You are one silly man. :cathappy:
You do know you could have
Edited right. Lmao!!! :rolleyes:

Aww, what a poem. I love this one too. :D
The yellow rose poems are just irresistible !!!
The dancing and witty charm of the dance ...
Tingly Tango of a saucy tale ~ :devil:

:rose:
thanks Rf
I have a request wrtie from ? in a feedback for ...
"A Devil's Rose" >>>>>??? I think I will have to check but I am twirling another to surface...I need some good ones for the collection <grin>< excepting extremly good ideas for the rose series <rolls eyes>just no time...
 
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