RANDOM POETRY from an idiot!

[Comet]

(yours truly- I have plenty of junk like this, but will start a "real" poetry thread soon)

I looked to the sky
It was unuasually bright
A flash here, antoher there
With many multi-colored lights
Disappearing and reappearing
they chased me through the night

I feared for my life
as I jumped in a ditch to hide
Then I saw my watch
It was the 4th of July

 

[Booko]

(yours truly- I have plenty of junk like this, but will start a "real" poetry thread soon)

I looked to the sky
It was unuasually bright
A flash here, antoher there
With many multi-colored lights
Disappearing and reappearing
they chased me through the night

I feared for my life
as I jumped in a ditch to hide
Then I saw my watch
It was the 4th of July

Oh, and I thought this was going to be a thread discussing how to use software to create random poetry!?!

We did that years ago, using WordPerfect mail merge.

Then I wrote a slightly more sophisticated APL programme to do the same. Being an APL programme, I could've coded it in one line, but I took 10 instead, because I was lazy.

 

[Comet]

Oh, and I thought this was going to be a thread discussing how to use software to create random poetry!?!

We did that years ago, using WordPerfect mail merge.

Then I wrote a slightly more sophisticated APL programme to do the same. Being an APL programme, I could've coded it in one line, but I took 10 instead, because I was lazy.

That sounds like fun! Maybe you should do that again and share with all- WOW, this is the most conversation I've seen over poetry!!!!!!!!
(yours truly again- a special poem since BOOKO responded to something in this thread!)

Once I had a dream
A dream of me and you
I always hoped that dream
One day would come true

Then you left with him
My life I wished to yield
Till you two broke up
And I say you in that field

You yelled to me you loved me
And you wanted to together make a stand
We ran towards each other
My dream almost in reach of my hand

I was about to get my wish
My world no longer blue
But then I tripped
And fell on my untied shoe

We collided heads
I knocked you out and you're still in a coma:no:
(like with the riddles, I am a sick-sick man)

 

[evearael]

I like your sick sense of humor.

 

[Comet]

I like your sick sense of humor.

:yes: :no:
WOW! Another reply on a poetry thread!!!!
(yours truly again- a special poem for evearael's reply)

When I heard the front door, I wished you'd never left
I head the footsteps, and thought of the long walks we used to take
When I the bedroom door began to open, I hoped you were back again
But when I saw the ghost of a viking standing there,
I GOT THE HELL OUT OF THE HOUSE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!:ignore:

 

[Feathers in Hair]

I like the pattern of the first one, especially! My first thoughts were of fireflies, but I liked the twist you put on it!

 

[Comet]

Holy cow reply #3!!!!!
(yours truly again with a special poem for Feathersinhair)

My feet are cold, my body is wet
I swim through the cool blue water
Swimming atop the waves and rough water
That my boat makes as it sinks to the bottom of the lake

 

[jeffrey]

The sun kisses the morning sky....... the bee kisses the butterfly...... The dew kisses the morning grass.... And you my friend can kiss... JUST JOKING!

 

[Mister_T]

Is thread only limited to one idiot posting poetry? Or may others post as well?

 

[Comet]

Is thread only limited to one idiot posting poetry? Or may others post as well?

Have at it people!!!!! This is for everybody's idiot poetry..... I'll start a thread for everybody's real poetry later on if nobody else does. POST AWAY!!!!!

 

[Mister_T]

Have at it people!!!!! This is for everybody's idiot poetry..... I'll start a thread for everybody's real poetry later on if nobody else does. POST AWAY!!!!!

Alrighty then!

I wrote this poem to my friend Jason. You see my buddy and I are always bagging on each other. This usually consists of "Yo Mama" jokes (he says my mama steals people's teeth right out of their mouths, I say his mama steals organs right out of their bodies)and telling each other that we smell funky and we're ugly. Well Jason had been writing some "fairy tales" about me while I was at work. So I decided to write him a poem in the tune of Shakespeare. Enjoy.

There once lived Jason
A man of disgrace
He bathed thrice yearly
And held sword practice on his face

Thou mother was like Robin Hood
A secret not well kept
Not robbing from the rich
But robbing livers whilst thou slept.

These abominations roamed the land
Vanishing organs was a sure bet
Lurking only at night
For Halloween was not around yet

But all was not gloom
A champion was to be brought
From the kingdom of backhands came Nick
Sir-pimps-alot

He found the gruesome twosome
Counting their loot for the day
The knight pulled out some Scope
And started throwing it their way

“Thou art funky!” He declared
“Thou smelleth like death at best”
“Fixeth thine face with a Blacksmith!”
He said as he grabbed his chest

Short and fierce the battle was
“Ye old a$$-face” had no hope
There were no swords nor shields involved
Only an armor of tic-tacs and soap

The moral of the story is
Master Nick will put you in place
For if thou writeth any more stories of him
Ye will receive another poem about thine face

 

[Feathers in Hair]

Holy cow reply #3!!!!!
(yours truly again with a special poem for Feathersinhair)

My feet are cold, my body is wet
I swim through the cool blue water
Swimming atop the waves and rough water
That my boat makes as it sinks to the bottom of the lake

Hehee, thanks! *hugs* I'm glad I got one with a water association!

 

[Comet]

The sun kisses the morning sky....... the bee kisses the butterfly...... The dew kisses the morning grass.... And you my friend can kiss... JUST JOKING!

(yours truly again with a special poem for jeffrey)

I day dream, pondering the rest of my life
I see it now, the future suddenly bright
Oh wait, those are brake lights!!!
Darn daydreams, my third car wreck this week!

 

[Comet]

Alrighty then!

I wrote this poem to my friend Jason. You see my buddy and I are always bagging on each other. This usually consists of "Yo Mama" jokes (he says my mama steals people's teeth right out of their mouths, I say his mama steals organs right out of their bodies)and telling each other that we smell funky and we're ugly. Well Jason had been writing some "fairy tales" about me while I was at work. So I decided to write him a poem in the tune of Shakespeare. Enjoy.

There once lived Jason
A man of disgrace
He bathed thrice yearly
And held sword practice on his face

Thou mother was like Robin Hood
A secret not well kept
Not robbing from the rich
But robbing livers whilst thou slept.

These abominations roamed the land
Vanishing organs was a sure bet
Lurking only at night
For Halloween was not around yet

But all was not gloom
A champion was to be brought
From the kingdom of backhands came Nick
Sir-pimps-alot

He found the gruesome twosome
Counting their loot for the day
The knight pulled out some Scope
And started throwing it their way

“Thou art funky!” He declared
“Thou smelleth like death at best”
“Fixeth thine face with a Blacksmith!”
He said as he grabbed his chest

Short and fierce the battle was
“Ye old a$$-face” had no hope
There were no swords nor shields involved
Only an armor of tic-tacs and soap

The moral of the story is
Master Nick will put you in place
For if thou writeth any more stories of him
Ye will receive another poem about thine face

:bow: (yours truly again with a special poem for Mr. T)

I take a step and feel the pleasure between my toes
I reach for sturdiness but soon am overcome
I relax as the feeling to my neck becomes numb
Soon I cannot even stand
Then I realize, I'm going to die in this quicksand