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  • Originally posted by COOLOCKER View Post
    How about "The Future" as this weeks theme?.
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    • A Future

      Flying cars,
      Mach 6 planes,
      Vacation Mars,
      Trackless trains.

      Work from homes
      Two-miles tall.
      Or send your clone,
      Jet-packs for all.


      Robot maids,
      How fantastic!
      No garden spades,
      Flowers are plastic.

      Pills for tea,
      Or micro-chips.
      Get KFC
      By rocket trips.

      Shall there be still
      The starving poor,
      Those hurt and ill,
      And pointless war?

      We'll have no needs
      As time goes by,
      But Human greed
      Means kids still die.



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      • I woke up this morning
        And i am in mourning
        Lifes lost in the past.

        My memory is so bright
        But something is not right
        This life leaves me aghast.

        I see all forests dying
        And the people are trying
        To keep the waters clear.

        But the forces are greedy
        They go against the needy
        In favour of something nuclear.

        All these faces are sad
        The corruption is so bad
        Lifes no longer a joy.

        True falses are the norm
        And this fiction is born
        Gods no longer really apply.

        Sins of the old world
        For a long time unfurled
        And lifes no longer desired.

        It seems like the world
        Into a ball has curled
        Life has become so tired.

        A secret i now tell
        With a mention of hell
        I tell upon you all.

        This life that you know
        Where your kids will grow
        Is just about to fall.

        My name is mother earth
        To you i gave birth
        My cycle continues to grow.

        If you dont believe me
        And can no longer see
        Then im going to show.

        Long ago i did start
        A bang at the heart
        And life began to be

        I gave up my all
        Left it at your call
        The gods had to see.

        I was wrong as percieved
        Now the gods are agreed
        And mankind they should fell.

        Lifes no longer a peach
        As the people will reach
        Going blindly into this hell.
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        • WHAT FUTURE


          BETTER PHONES AND FASTER CARS

          TALLER BUILDINGS SOON BUILT ON MARS

          LARGER TV'S FASTER COMPUTER SPEED

          NOTHING CHANGES WHEN IT COMES TO GREED

          MEDICINE FOR SURE HAS COME A LONG WAY

          YET NO CURE FOR CANCER I'M SORRY TO SAY

          MONEY TO BE MADE WITH THIS DISEASE

          PROMISE OF A CURE ONLY JUST A TEASE

          IMPORTANT THINGS LIKE BETTER SCHOOLS

          GROWING UP WITH LEARNING TOOLS

          AFFORDABLE LIVING WHEN WE GET OLD

          SO MANY LEFT OUT IN THE COLD

          THE PLANET ITSELF IS GOING TO HELL

          JUST LOOK AROUND IT'S NOT HARD TO TELL

          THINKING ABOUT IT WILL CAUSE YOU TO FRET

          I TRULY HOPE THAT THE FUTURE'S NOT SET




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          • Future in a Crystal Ball

            The gypsy ran her weathered hands over the crystal ball,
            A frown upon her face and eyes that tightened small.
            Your future is uncertain she quietly said to me,
            Hang on I said Ive paid ten quid my future for to see,
            I expected for my money some solid certainty.
            Without a reaction she continued to peer,
            This hooknosed charleton who posed as a seer.

            Gypsy BlueRosePetal had been in business for ages
            Some swore by her accuracy with whom she engages.
            Yes I was sceptical but had gone just the same,
            I wanted to find love and hoped she would proclaim
            Love was round the corner I dared hope Id get a name.
            Then Gypsy eyes looked up from her glassy clouded tool,
            And told me that very soon Id be taken for a fool.

            I laughed as I made my exit Gypsy responded with a smile,
            Started on my walk home twas less than half a mile.
            Hadnt gone but a few yards when I espied a forlorn chap
            Sitting on the footpath bedraggled cat upon his lap.
            Pleading eyes caught mine as he offered out his cap.
            Being a feline lover with a pet on which I dote,
            I reached into my purse and gave him a five pound note.

            Pondering Gypsys words I continued on my merry way,
            Absolutely sure no one would make a fool of me today.
            Before I turned the corner I took a backward glance,
            And saw Gypsy and the forlorn man engaging in a dance.
            I saw him give her half the loot hed collected in advance.
            After quietening down the anger I felt overrule,
            I had to chuckle at the thought Id been taken for a fool.

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            • October Fall

              Dawn comes late to sapphire sky,
              Fallen leaves gleam burnished gold.
              Nature's subtle colours change
              As Autumn's glowing hues unfold.

              Shining mid the pointed thorns,
              Stand bright red hips and russet hawes,
              Feasts of bounty for the field mouse,
              A hungry finch and squabbling 'daws.

              Coppered leaves come tumbling down
              From silent trees in slumbering rest.
              Amongst the fallen fading foliage
              Hedgehogs make their sheltered nest.

              Fields lie empty; Harvest gathered,
              Stored against the Winter's clutch.
              Sheep and ox in hay-filled barns,
              Swine and fowl in sty and hutch.

              Thoughts are turning to home comforts,
              Crackling fires that toast our feet,
              While we're sitting pumpkin carving
              For Hallowe'en and Trick or Treat.

              Knitted scarves and woolly mittens,
              Cold days are brief as nights grow long.
              Yet there is joy with mellow beauty
              In October's brisk and glorious song.













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              • The Fall


                Life's a btch and then you die
                Or so the saying goes,
                Things that happen, time flies by
                What it brings, nobody knows.

                Happy times, transient highs,
                Followed by some body blows,
                Take the hits with resigned sighs
                Knowing that's the way life goes.

                I've been knocked down, got to my feet,
                Climbed to the heights, descended low,
                Some bitter times, yet some so sweet,
                Reconciled to reap what others sow.

                Remember, when you climb the peaks
                The fall you take is longer
                A life well lived if it could speak
                Says,
                What don't kill you makes you stronger.













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                • HAPPY FALL


                  SUMMER CAME AND NOW IT'S GONE

                  AND FALL HAS MOVED RIGHT IN

                  BROUGHT ALONG SOME COOLER DAYS

                  AND NIGHTS WITHOUT THE DIN

                  FALLING LEAVES ALONG THE STREETS

                  COLORS ORANGE, YELLOW, AND RED

                  TIME TO WEAR OUR WARMER CLOTHES

                  A WARM BLANKET ON THE BED

                  SHORTER DAYS AND LONGER NIGHTS

                  THE TREES WILL SOON BE BARE

                  IN ONLY JUST A SHORT TIME NOW

                  THERE'LL BE NO FLOWERS ANY WHERE

                  NATURE WILL TAKE IT'S NEEDED REST

                  WHILE WE READY FOR THE COLD

                  AUTUMN THE SEASON OF CHANGE

                  AND HAS BEEN SINCE TIME OF OLD






                  Nice to see you here Nanny.....I hope things are getting better.



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                  • There was a nice big apple, that was way up the tree
                    It was swaying and frowing, and calling out to me.

                    Ive sat and ive watched, over months and the days
                    As this big lovely apple, shone through the suns rays.

                    This apple was tempting, and it was just like my type
                    But it was greenish and yellow, so it was not fully ripe.

                    My mother said to me, son you will just have to wait
                    When the timing is right, it will end up on your plate.

                    As the apple turned to red, i knew the time was near
                    When i could get my hands, on that apple i held dear.

                    Then one morning i woke up, and went out to the yard
                    There where apples on the lawn, and lots to discard.

                    But my apple was still there, still way up in the tree
                    So i had to take action, so the apple would be free.

                    So i began the big climb, through branches and leaves
                    I was not going to leave it, for fear of orchard thieves.

                    As i reached my big apple, the only thing i remembered
                    Was the sound of a snap, and the branch i dismembered.

                    As i woke up in hospital, the doctor asked me to recall
                    How a little squirt like me, could survive such a fall .

                    So i said to the doctor, please come closer so i can say
                    Remember this, An apple a day keeps the doctors away.

                    lol. I lost the plot on this, done.
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                    • Originally posted by flutterby52212 View Post
                      Nice to see you here Nanny.....I hope things are getting better.


                      Hi Flutter, thank you and nice to see you and everyone else too.
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                      • Originally posted by COOLOCKER View Post
                        There was a nice big apple, that was way up the tree
                        It was swaying and frowing, and calling out to me.

                        Ive sat and ive watched, over months and the days
                        As this big lovely apple, shone through the suns rays.

                        This apple was tempting, and it was just like my type
                        But it was greenish and yellow, so it was not fully ripe.

                        My mother said to me, son you will just have to wait
                        When the timing is right, it will end up on your plate.

                        As the apple turned to red, i knew the time was near
                        When i could get my hands, on that apple i held dear.

                        Then one morning i woke up, and went out to the yard
                        There where apples on the lawn, and lots to discard.

                        But my apple was still there, still way up in the tree
                        So i had to take action, so the apple would be free.

                        So i began the big climb, through branches and leaves
                        I was not going to leave it, for fear of orchard thieves.

                        As i reached my big apple, the only thing i remembered
                        Was the sound of a snap, and the branch i dismembered.

                        As i woke up in hospital, the doctor asked me to recall
                        How a little squirt like me, could survive such a fall .

                        So i said to the doctor, please come closer so i can say
                        Remember this, An apple a day keeps the doctors away.

                        lol. I lost the plot on this, done.
                        Nice one Jimmy, I think that is your best yet, I really liked the little twist at the end
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                        • CamusKazi

                          Humpty Dumpty had a great fall
                          Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall
                          Hearing laughter in the distance
                          Humpy questions his existance

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                          • Friday The 13th

                            Mirror, mirror on the wall
                            It's Friday 13th in the Fall
                            Woke up this morning with bad hair
                            Looked in you and had a scare
                            I didn't look like this before
                            Too much make-up ? Less is more !
                            When you look like an extra
                            in the Dawn of the Dead

                            You know you should have stayed in bed.


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                            • Hi Nanny, good to see you too,
                              and thanks for the inspiration!




                              Superstitious?

                              Unlucky Friday the 13th,
                              Another superstition!
                              I don't believe in them,
                              Here's my validition.

                              Ok, I don't walk under ladders,
                              But that to be sure,
                              No paint falls on my head,
                              And ruins my coiffure

                              If I see one magpie,
                              Of course I say Hello!
                              To ignore him would be rude,
                              I'm not like that you know.

                              When I see a pin, well,
                              Yes I pick it up,
                              Reducing the risk
                              Of it sticking in my foot.

                              Another example is,
                              If I spill the salt.
                              (Say you knocked my arm
                              So it wasn't my fault)

                              Then to get you back,
                              If I'm feeling bolder,
                              I throw some at you,
                              Just over my shoulder...

                              I won't cross on the stairs
                              The reason is you see,
                              That one of us might slip,
                              And it could be me!

                              Breaking a mirror;
                              Seven years bad luck?
                              Don't make me laugh!
                              (But I hope it can be stuck)

                              And inside the house
                              I never open my brolly,
                              'Cos it doesn't rain inside,
                              Therefore t'would be folly.

                              So that is my reasoning,
                              Although to be propitious,
                              I'll just knock on this wood...
                              But I'm NOT superstitious!









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                              • I love friday the 13th, the best times of the year
                                Its going to sound odd, but its a date i dont fear.

                                So if you have time to listen, then i will carry on
                                And tell you my reasons, why this day is the bomb.

                                Every other day of the year, i look over my shoulder
                                I watch where i step, but always slip when its colder.

                                I always buy a lotto ticket , and i hope for the best
                                But i never win anything, and always end up with less.

                                My neighbours a pest, and waits for me every day
                                When im coming in from work, just to say "hey".

                                My boss is a nightmare, has his sights set on me
                                He piles up the workload, and he does it with glee.

                                I dont eat good food at all, i dont have time to cook
                                Its nothing but junk food, and not from a chefs book.

                                When the weather is great, and i go out to enjoy it
                                A storm will always gather, Or a hurricane will hit.

                                I could go on and on, about the bad luck i suffer
                                But those Friday the 13ths, are my only buffer.

                                For when those days arrive, i just love to be alone
                                I will not venture into work, and i will stay at home.

                                I will turn off the lights, and tip toe across the floor
                                Then i will curl up in bed, Face the outdoors no more.
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                                • I saw Colins' thread this morning...
                                  https://miniclipforum.com/showthread...-left-Miniclip
                                  It inspired me to sit down and write a few lines, they won't mean much to those of you that never
                                  frequented the official forum though, but I'm going to share them anyway







                                  For Those We Have Lost

                                  You may have heard the news today
                                  A famous name has gone away
                                  Not first to be part of the past
                                  And certainly won't be the last.
                                  Let's spare a thought for all of those
                                  Who've disappeared where no-one knows
                                  Christhecueball and NorthWalesCoast
                                  I'm not sure who we miss the most.
                                  Agentcueball left the place
                                  With not a word, without a trace
                                  Darksidemike the one-line master
                                  To lose such people was a disaster.
                                  These characters could shine a light
                                  And make our community truly bright
                                  With contributions to the forums
                                  Of diverse alarums and excursions.
                                  Although the list is short and sweet
                                  Remember it's far from complete
                                  Many names have been left out
                                  And for the rest here is a shout...
                                  A forum is only ever as good
                                  As it's people,
                                  even those that are misunderstood.




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                                  • Originally posted by Nanny Ogg View Post
                                    I saw Colins' thread this morning...
                                    https://miniclipforum.com/showthread...-left-Miniclip
                                    It inspired me to sit down and write a few lines, they won't mean much to those of you that never
                                    frequented the official forum though, but I'm going to share them anyway







                                    For Those We Have Lost

                                    You may have heard the news today
                                    A famous name has gone away
                                    Not first to be part of the past
                                    And certainly won't be the last.
                                    Let's spare a thought for all of those
                                    Who've disappeared where no-one knows
                                    Christhecueball and NorthWalesCoast
                                    I'm not sure who we miss the most.
                                    Agentcueball left the place
                                    With not a word, without a trace
                                    Darksidemike the one-line master
                                    To lose such people was a disaster.
                                    These characters could shine a light
                                    And make our community truly bright
                                    With contributions to the forums
                                    Of diverse alarums and excursions.
                                    Although the list is short and sweet
                                    Remember it's far from complete
                                    Many names have been left out
                                    And for the rest here is a shout...
                                    A forum is only ever as good
                                    As it's people,
                                    even those that are misunderstood.




                                    Saw that Nan, great poem. So this weeks theme is Loss?
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                                    • Thanks Jimmy
                                      Instead of Loss let's make this weeks theme Memories, it's less depressing and my poem fits in LOL
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                                      • Originally posted by Nanny Ogg View Post
                                        Thanks Jimmy
                                        Instead of Loss let's make this weeks theme Memories, it's less depressing and my poem fits in LOL
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                                        • This isn't themed but it is quite topical...




                                          An Ode to Weinstein and All the Others


                                          Did you do it to give your egos a boost ?
                                          Well now the chickens have come home to roost.

                                          Who's crying now you filthy suckers ?
                                          Did you enjoy all those years of abuse ?

                                          Well the tables have turned, you mother******s
                                          And the wheels of your careers are coming loose.

                                          Don't make excuses, we don't want to know
                                          But kindly remember... you Reap what you Sow.




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