3-minute poetry

[Wayner]

Hey I am married too! My husband hung the moon!

Absolutely! And my wife straightened it when he finished.

[sher]

wayner!

nice poem, too!

i did the married thing. i've decided i'm no good at it.

[KylieGrant]

Prince Charming came, and out we went
Our time together was the best.
But after an hour he leaves me here
To go study for a test.


(That's him studying, not me. My evening is clear for Survivor. )

[Wayner]

Good one, Kylie!

Just imagine how much more effective Tennyson could have been if he could have thrown a into his work!

[Wayner]

On the Fort we read and we post
But we'll never catch Fluff
For she has the most

[KylieGrant]

Wayne, yes the s would have been very effective for Tennyson.

[sher]

i'm gonna bump the poetry thread so our new lovely members can add their creative words!

sitting at work
bored through the day
i try as i might
to find a way
to make the time fly
like sands though the glass
while i sit and i fort
in my chair on my ass

yeah, ok... that was more like 30 seconds.

[hazyshadeof]

Blither Blather.
Piss Posh.
Walk on that plank.
Please go off.
No, Don't Turn!
We don't want you here.
Wait, Turn.
On second thought, no, jump.
That's right, leap into the grasp of death as fortunes turn bright.
For you are no longer here.
You're better off you know.
Really you are.
Not being here.
No ridicule.
No hate.
No laughter.
At your expense.
No fallacy of pretending to be something that you are not just for the sake of pretending to be something that you want to be so that you can pretend to be something you would never want to be.
Blither Blather.
Are you gone yet?
It's not that far of a drop.
Really.
It's only twenty seven feet into a fiery pit of hell.
You'll be better off you know.
Really.
No materialistic society judging your every movement.
How pretty are you?
How much money do you have?
What kind of car do you drive?
Who the f*ck cares?
Oh that's right. He does.
She does.
And so does he.
And she.
Blither Blather.
Feet teetering I see.
It won't hurt.
Not as much as staying would.
No remorse.
There would be more tears here you know.
Really.
Good Bye.
I see you flying.
You look so happy.
So free.
Devoid of Blither Blather.



I mighta went over three minutes just a bit here. Not too much though. I know this isn't like cheery rhyming stuff - but hey, that's me and poetry.

[Tigrazhia]

Poetry isn't my thing lol, im more of a short story & novel kinda person but here we go ... *starting timer*

THORS KEG

So happy was Loki when he stole Thor's keg
But drunken running off, he fell and broke his leg.

Mighty Thor was angry and concerned about his beer
Chased him with his hammer, the one they all should fear,

However Thor was sober since Loki stole his ale,
and we all know how SOBER viking always tend to fail,

So Thor he grabbed his keg back but by george it wasn't right!
that barrel was where Loki had his regs for Dynamite!

But Thirsty was Thor and sober too, held keg to mouth and drank,
and then he had a cigarette and BOOOM it blew the tank!

But Thor he laughed his head off, happy as he'd ever been
body parts all over, only ONE thing can it mean:

Sewing viking limbs together means ENDLESS amounts of brew,
So if a viking asks you to chop his arm off, he asks a favor of you!


I always endup with cheezy rhymes LOL, a poet that I am not!!
(I think this one took a little more than 3 minutes too... maybe like 5... 7 maybe? lol)

[blindart]

(ended abruptly at three minutes, stream of consciousness is a funny thing)

my thesis awaits me
defiant, I surf
random conversations
and strung out words
writing writing writing
but refusing to write
the one thing that matters.

There is a tree in my garden
a paw paw
it grows and grows
its leaves are glossy and inviting
but it never bears fruit.

this is how my life is.
I remember reading that
paw paws are fertilized by flies
and they are soft inside
much like women.