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I have multiple orgasms, just takes some time between them :D

Men can have them if they learn how to control the p.c muscle but it takes effort and timing doesn't just happen again and again the way women's do.
 
how do you pronounce that?

It is pronounced as if it rhymes with "wish/uh/moss."


Yiddish is a wonderfully expressive language. I can't really speak it but understand some of it because I heard it a lot as a kid (usually when the adults did not want the kids to know what was going on). :)
 
Champ your subject is 'The world is just a great big onion'
Harry your subject is 'tyre (English spelling yours is tire I believe) tracks'
Butters you subject is 'sizes'
Ange your subject is 'albatross'
Remec your subject is 'labia' :D
Tod your subject is 'grains of sand'
.
Have I missed anyone?
 
size ISN'T everything

if people could choose their sizes
and shapes
above and beyond the surgical knife
the diet
one choice
a one-off
a once in a lifetime change
i'd opt
for the kylie minogue model
circa 2000
such a feminine shape
and so petite
but then...
the cancer

i think i'll stick
with what i have
make the breast of it
 
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Tyred

Tracks
..
There's meet for the asphalt
rubber skidding away
hot smoke:::::::::::::::::::
you scream, feed me more gas, baby
whoa, brake
so many more possibilities

Do I want to see the See of Tyre.
venture to Yankee land
nope
last half has promise: lawyer/judge/author/athlete, Oh Wilma!
politician
gods
peel out :D
 
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Tracks
..
There's meet for the asphalt
rubber skidding away
hot smoke...............
you scream, feed me more gas, baby
whoa, brake
so many more possibilities

Do I want to see the See of Tyre.
venture to Yankee land
nope
last half has promise: lawyer/judge/author/athlete, Oh Wilma!
politician
gods
peel out :D

Well I can quite honestly say I have no idea what you're talking about ........... please enlighten me
 
stumble down cliffside edge
straining thoughts stress
feet hit sought release,
as the floors surface shifts and moulds
to the shape of my feet,

weight settles in
a sigh
everything far behind
as I wander
tidal movement lulls
the soft crash as waves lap
dragging back the top surface
I trudge on
counting grains of sand
 
stumble down cliffside edge
straining thoughts stress
feet hit sought release,
as the floors surface shifts and moulds
to the shape of my feet,

weight settles in
a sigh
everything far behind
as I wander
tidal movement lulls
the soft crash as waves lap
dragging back the top surface
I trudge on
counting grains of sand
........Oh hell yeah.
ETA
Great first line, like the sonics of it like steps
didn't like eol on two, too many S's :) stray would fit well there

Well I can quite honestly say I have no idea what you're talking about ........... please enlighten me

illumination can be yours; pick one of the selections in the link provided and write a poem about it, then give me another :cattail:
 
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if people could choose their sizes
and shapes
above and beyond the surgical knife
the diet
one choice
a one-off
a once in a lifetime change
i'd opt
for the kylie minogue model
circa 2000
such a feminine shape
and so petite
but then...
the breast cancer

i think i'll stick
with what i have
make the breast of it


made me smile, the ba-dum chish at the end, well paced.

Tracks
..
There's meet for the asphalt
rubber skidding away
hot smoke...............
you scream, feed me more gas, baby
whoa, brake
so many more possibilities

Do I want to see the See of Tyre.
venture to Yankee land
nope
last half has promise: lawyer/judge/author/athlete, Oh Wilma!
politician
gods
peel out :D

geeze Harry you wanna cram any more into a poem lol, nice work on annies next :D
 
stumble down cliffside edge
straining thoughts stress
feet hit sought release,
as the floors surface shifts and moulds
to the shape of my feet,

weight settles in
a sigh
everything far behind
as I wander
tidal movement lulls
the soft crash as waves lap
dragging back the top surface
I trudge on
counting grains of sand
tidal, layered, and very interesting what it does to the sense of balance... inviting the reader to try keep their equilibrium on a shifting, amorphous surface
 
made me smile, the ba-dum chish at the end, well paced.
.........and goes to prove even the breasts of friends fall out some times.
todski28 said:
geeze Harry you wanna cram any more into a poem lol, nice work on annies next :D
thanks, pick one and write if you're no busy that is. How's work?
 
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Champ your subject is 'The world is just a great big onion'
Harry your subject is 'tyre (English spelling yours is tire I believe) tracks'
Butters you subject is 'sizes'
Ange your subject is 'albatross'
Remec your subject is 'labia' :D
Tod your subject is 'grains of sand'
.
Have I missed anyone?

Got an albatross in your pocket or are you just glad to see me?
 
Please forgive me if I leave this for a few days, my beloved Brother in law gave up his long fight and slipped away in his sleep at 6.30 this morning
 
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