I've been working very hard
planting flowers in the yard
then matching colors in every room
so the painting will be done real soon
it seems the time just slips away
not much time for a2k
We want to see you soon
Your poems a big balloon
In the circus yard
We want to see you soon
Your poems a big balloon
In the circus yard
Along with clowns and laughter
Your work is what we're after
Your poetry's four starred
Seventeenth of may
Is Norway's constitution day
Time for brass and beer
While we our nation cheer
beer beer beer
cheer cheer cheer
that's what people like to do around here
It doesnt rhyme but this popped into my head the other night-
I love with my eyes
And breath with my heart
I will never take you away.
!!!!What was I thinking??!!
I don't know what you were thinking, but it makes me think of long distance relationships. It's nice.
Flat starless sky weighs heavy
My moon balloon has burst
Dreams that once danced in shadows
Lie in the gutters
drink of full bodied poetry
tip the bottle empty
until the parched thirst is quenched
and words tranquilly possess you
words possess you
and words possess magic
the language of birds was less
graceful, than all the flutter
herds of butterflies sing
and die, so tragic
the painted tree is red
and the sea more than blue
embrace all these words
for they belong to you
Between then
and now
life fits
somehow
Haha, that's clever one Gelisgeti
But what's between here and there
What's up there, and somewhere?
I'd tell you right now, but you're not ready.
So what's the answer, stuh
Tell us what you know
Straighten our minds
From diminishing circles to giant lines
Im straight from the dark side
hidden emotions riding across deep oceans
you must hide and find the tide
poems travelling from coast to coast
stories unfolding like delivered post
you open the letter and find a key
that key was the gold to the sea
the pathway to all that is free
use it wisely and be cautious
one day it will save your life
Trust me !!!!
Pretty neat, YTZ. Welcome.
'Waiting'
Alas, a lack I'm sad to say
I can't compete and I can't play
or cook a poem every day,
(Thank God I don't do IT for pay!)
At times like these all things confuses,
This simple mind of mine refuses.
So while I'm rueing what the news is,
and learning all about the blueses
(there's some that wins but lots more loses)
I guess I must await my muses.
Hey jjorge, I think your muse is here
It's pretty well defined
You make your message loud and clear
And even make it rhymed
butterflies in your soup
rainbows on your face
shoelace an earthworm loop
eye to eye in inner space
centaurs march in unison
Mad hatters drink more tea
Bunioned feet kick off their shoes
While dolphins dance at sea
imagine your a song bird
tipping your wings due south
see a smiling feline in the garden
with a feather in his mouth
