Poems Of Any Length

[JerryB]

HIM
Our father who art in heaven
Stay there . . . Jacques Prévert


If I wasn't spos'd to eat,
then why'd You plant the tree?
And if You knew I would,
Why bother tempting me?
And though You knew ahead
I'd do what You forbade me.
You toss'd me out of Paradise
For being what You made me.
But I'll have one last word,
As through Thy gates I pass,
You can take Yer Flamin' Sword
And stick it up Yer Ass.

[JerryB]

You got any more, Tormod? Surely you can't be
limited to only one. Hell, I've written two. But I'm
not going to post both of them today. I figure I'll
pace myself.

[infamous]

palindrome Name no one man;

Name no one man,
let's select a few.
To order our drinks,
and pay for the brew.

Name no one man,
when they close up tight.
To drive us all home,
in darkness of night.

So let's not put all,
our eggs in one basket.
Name no one man,
to occupy the casket.

Someone stay sober,
as sober as you can.
And drive us home safely,
Name no one man.

[Turtle]

Ordinary time has stalled,
before I came to rest,
spider now I have walled,
or was it just a jest?

No matter to the peddler lone,
weary on the road,
naught to eat but soup of bone,
no comp'ny him to goad.

So time do as you will with us,
we follow at your pace,
no need to hurry on right now,
no need to forward race.

[infamous]

Deep Throat:

Come out of your hiding,
step out into the light.
Your enemies have all departed,
no more need to fight.

Time has covered over,
the sins of all your past.
Come out of your closet,
forgiveness may come at last.

Come face-up to your public,
Mark Felt it's time to shine.
While some bath in bitterness,
others refuse to whine.

Make your peace before dying,
Mr. Felt, it's time I must say.
To bury that old hatchet,
and allow each to go their way.

[orbsycli]

i walked up the street,
and watched the lights.

[infamous]

Originally Posted by orbsycli

i walked up the street,
and watched the lights.

Long street,
and many lights.

[orbsycli]

I'm comin over
See me down at the station
By the lane
With my hands in my pocket
Jingling a wish coin
That I stole from a fountain
That was drowning all the cares in the world
When I get older
Climbin up on the back porch fence
Just to see the dogs runnin
With a ring and a question
And my shiverin voice is singing
Thru a crack in the window

I better go it alone

Down on the corner
See me standin
On a makeshift road
With the dust storm blowin
In a long black shadow
Pull a hammer from a coal mine
Down where your daddy was workin
Comb my hair back
Strike a match on a bathroom wall
Where my number was written
Drivin on the sidewalk
Lookin back and the sky is burning
In my rearview mirror

I better go it alone

beck - i better go it alone

[infamous]

How many good minds,
have been lost to man?
Because of selfish retoric,
tender souls desert their plan.

A thoughtless word,
to dethrone ones confidence.
They bolster their own ego,
and destroy those of dependence.

Shame on these vultures,
that feed on broken souls.
One day their cup will fill,
to also drink form these bowls.

[Turtle]

Nag Champa's thin line rises,
two feet straight,
before bursting into Julia Dreams.
Monks past with smoke now mixed.
Nag Champa's thin line rises.