Poets' Corner (Serious Poems)
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28-09-2013, 02:07 PM (This post was last modified: 28-09-2013 02:15 PM by GirlyMan.)
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(28-09-2013 01:33 PM)Ameron1963 Wrote:  Thanks, Girly! I have an audience of two, apparently. But that's not really important. I write these things because I enjoy writing them. I haven't even saved them. I'm an old dude! Not tech savvy, at all. But I like some of them! I wonder if I should start a blog or something? What do you think?

They're saved here. DeepThought makes sure of that. And Girly's been following your prose and poetry from the gitgo when you didn't even know what meter was. I can compile them into a e-book for you to do whatever you will whenever you want. Your prose and poetry are more than good enough to warrant their own blog, but think I'd still keep this place as my proving ground.
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Zat's missing out here on the birth of a poet. He could provide some good advice if his delicate sensibilities weren't so pussy ... and delicate.

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28-09-2013, 02:19 PM
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Thanks Girly! I'm not sure what you mean by an "e-book". It's nice to hear from someone once in a while. Ain't planning to leave here. I like this place!
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28-09-2013, 02:27 PM
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(28-09-2013 02:19 PM)Ameron1963 Wrote:  Thanks Girly! I'm not sure what you mean by an "e-book".

Don't worry about it. It means Girly's got your back.
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Keep writing. Thumbsup

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28-09-2013, 04:52 PM
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(28-09-2013 02:07 PM)GirlyMan Wrote:  ...
Zat's missing out here on the birth of a poet.
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Ooooh! Yes.

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02-10-2013, 02:29 PM
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A gifted sycophant lingered on my street corner. She knew that I could spread the kingdom of sexual glory to the chakra's of many powerfully confused denominators! However common they might be! Her fingers tickled my fantasy longings, as she devolved the depths of my deviation. As she plunged to my depths.

We sang and we copulated. Found moist pleasure amongst stiff, rigid, beautiful smoke filled dreams! We spoke in tongues! Deftly, we floated among every flaw we shared and flung away in seconds of ecstasy!

As she polluted MY street corner! My place! My dream! My street corner!

She was wicked, a wench, a putrid rat in a snakes belly! Searching for the glory of my perfect word!

Took MY power! The gold that I had dusted upon fallow fields, unspoken enemies. Meer silly, meek, dumbstruck minion's.

I took precautions and made her prey to me!

She took precautions and led me away from my street corner.

We closed our eyes and did not speak. And she spoke in tongue's. And left me, alone.

Dreaming of only her. Her street corner. And another moment spread between us.
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02-10-2013, 08:08 PM
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(02-10-2013 02:29 PM)Ameron1963 Wrote:  A gifted sycophant lingered on my street corner. She knew that I could spread the kingdom of sexual glory to the chakra's of many powerfully confused denominators! However common they might be! Her fingers tickled my fantasy longings, as she devolved the depths of my deviation. As she plunged to my depths.

We sang and we copulated. Found moist pleasure amongst stiff, rigid, beautiful smoke filled dreams! We spoke in tongues! Deftly, we floated among every flaw we shared and flung away in seconds of ecstasy!

As she polluted MY street corner! My place! My dream! My street corner!

She was wicked, a wench, a putrid rat in a snakes belly! Searching for the glory of my perfect word!

Took MY power! The gold that I had dusted upon fallow fields, unspoken enemies. Meer silly, meek, dumbstruck minion's.

I took precautions and made her prey to me!

She took precautions and led me away from my street corner.

We closed our eyes and did not speak. And she spoke in tongue's. And left me, alone.

Dreaming of only her. Her street corner. And another moment spread between us.

I like the way you're playing with meter, it's the difference between poetry and prose. ... And I think I'd title that one Sycophant. Big Grin

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03-10-2013, 04:03 PM
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He was large, beautiful, gifted as he lifted me! Brought me to cry and see the world outside the cracks of my fragile shell.

But God wouldn't do that so I let him leave and watched him go!

He was large. And I fell to my knees!

He was beautiful! And I made him go!

He was there, embraced me, loved me and made valid, upon the face of the earth.

And I watched him linger away. So far away!

So loved!

So needed.

But God wouldn't do that!

So, I cried.

Lingered.

And embraced the Hell of Heaven!
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03-10-2013, 04:35 PM
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I slipped away from the microwave oven.

Swam in the dirt of my very own back yard.

Saw the dim light of our electric future.

Packed possums, potatoes, pocket pussies, safely away!
Pictures were wrapped.
Packages forwarded to the end of the Earth.

I packed a forty-five and could sling it!

From the filthy mud of my back yard.
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04-10-2013, 02:16 PM
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(03-10-2013 04:35 PM)Ameron1963 Wrote:  I slipped away from the microwave oven.

Swam in the dirt of my very own back yard.

Saw the dim light of our electric future.

Packed possums, potatoes, pocket pussies, safely away!
Pictures were wrapped.
Packages forwarded to the end of the Earth.

I packed a forty-five and could sling it!

From the filthy mud of my back yard.

I gotta start titling these things! Sometimes I look back and I don't understand them! This one is about "Preppers". Those folks who are preparing
for the end of the world?
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04-10-2013, 02:17 PM
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Anyone else ever write stuff, look back at it and are confused by what you said?
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