Hm . . . not well written but here’s a little poem I came up with.
Love is a friend/
Starting with an end/
A terrible seduction/
A traumatizing creation/
It gives momentary happiness/
And then ends your liveliness/
But there are some who turn it right/
Who stand strong and bare the bite/
Willing it in its right direction/
Taking away all hates infection/
Love is a friend/
Starting with and end/
I chirped a chipmunk’s quip,
And quirped a trip of derp,
Found the rambling twerp,
Eating all my cookies
I kicked him,
I kicked him, I did,
And then he hid,
In woven webs of glass,
Beneath the brass,
of ticking clocks,
Keeping stock,
of wasted time –
And I just got back to sleep.
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On the lower right hand side panel on the main page, click on Poetry & Art and it’s the third entry down: “Hiding in plain sight.”
Fill your boots, mate.
Roses are red
Violets are blue
my left foot hurts
did you take my shoe?
how will I kick you
without my left shoe?
I’ll still find a way
to make sure n kill you.
Fernanda (my wife) you whore.
I want you no more.
You’re a fat ass *****.
A real nasty witch.
On you I spit.
And take a big shit.
This the truth I will say.
You will pay.
May you rot in hell.
No, you will burn in hell.
Hm . . . not well written but here’s a little poem I came up with.
Love is a friend/
Starting with an end/
A terrible seduction/
A traumatizing creation/
It gives momentary happiness/
And then ends your liveliness/
But there are some who turn it right/
Who stand strong and bare the bite/
Willing it in its right direction/
Taking away all hates infection/
Love is a friend/
Starting with and end/
I nominate WIG for the Contemporary Shakespeare Award
I chirped a chipmunk’s quip,
And quirped a trip of derp,
Found the rambling twerp,
Eating all my cookies
I kicked him,
I kicked him, I did,
And then he hid,
In woven webs of glass,
Beneath the brass,
of ticking clocks,
Keeping stock,
of wasted time –
And I just got back to sleep.
🙂 y thank you. I am honored.