Curse of the season
The biting wind turns against
All humanity.
by Janis of Pretentiousville
Jolly man in red
With black patent leather boots
Sounds kinda gay, yes?
by Lush
Dear Janis, I wish
You have a lovely Christmas
And all of you too
by William Nippress
I
by They stand in the way of better people (not me)
Some sence of duty
Some to do good for others
Some ego driven
by William Nippress
Reached the dizzy heights
Ex mayor of this town old town
His small minds content
by Save us from mediocrity
Just bumped into him
He excited, just published
His book on himself
by Egotism at its worst
Just had a coffee
Market Square packed with shoppers
All smiling this year
by William Nippress
Strange name to call it
But I just lifted it up
Two wet luscious lips
by Double entendre
Where were you thinking?
Really kissed them long and hard
Beneath mistletoe
by William Nippress
Please, please tell Santa
I tried to be good, really!
Kissed a few girls though
by Not saying where though
Just posing questions
Truth sometimes lost in judgement
Perhaps we
by William Nippress
Lacking stimulus
Do we need a nemesis?
A reason to fight?
by William Nippress
Judgement on us all
Kicked self expression button
Stimulated minds
by William Nippress
Miss him like an itch?
Thief. Abrasive mockery
Hedonists waffle
by Who was he?
Delicate coloured
Flowers whisper under snow
Summer, we miss you
by William Nippress
Her cherry red lips
Her sweet breathe, soft warm body
Crept into bed late
*
Why didn
by William Nippress
Salsa Christmas Do
Later, down to local pub
Locals were friendly
*
Caused a sensation
All dressed up Tux and black tie
Got locals dancing
*
Sang Karaoke
This ONE life is for living
Go out, have some fun
by Don
avoiding conflict
that's not really me at all
yet who is these days
by ash
sometimes when we touch
and the honesty's too much
i tend to fake it
by ash
when anybody asks
one needs a ready answer
i'll get back to you
by ash
Styles of Salsa dance
New York, Cuban, Columbian
Improvisation
by Dancing fool
Who needs town planners?
They have the height in bad taste
And they don
by William Nippress
one day at a time
we are older than ever
counting while we can
by ash
I will not be old!
Some just say I
by William Nippress
Do not go on so
Old age is all in the mind
And bones and muscles
by The back the knee etc etc
that's what I feel too
maybe I was born lazy
now I've just got old
by mellie
i am old and tired
or perhaps i'm just lazy
feels the same to me
by ash
On radiohead,
my ears bleed - this is self harm
and it feels so good.
by dave pryde of harlow uk
Cold haunts the nighttime
Old Jack Frost kisses the ground
Midnight runs to ice
by William Nippress
Winter talks to spring
Dead Leaves loosen in the wind
Wave their last farewell
by William Nippress
Loudly imploring
Neighbours house broken into
I wake to banging
*
Friends in trouble
She
by Anonymous Poet
ask for me by name
i come well recommended
by someone who knows
by ash
Was going to write
But I thought oh what the hell
Life
by William Nippress
your words of wisdom
paint my very existence
i am not worthy
by ash
no, i'm just kidding
you'd know that already though
omniscient one
by ash
i am repentent
zabadooey is a god
i suck his toe jam
by ash
Snow finds blue full spring.
Summer flusters huge arrows.
Spring clashes a hand.
by NULL
Liquid leaves splash breasts.
Pears walk but eagerness runs.
Hands melt full sad clouds.
by NULL
A misty mouth waits.
Twisting hatred moves the girls.
A liquid frog melts.
by NULL
An apple flutters.
A hard, greenly burned child talks.
The fortresses melt.
by Anonymous Poet
Arrows sprout lovers.
Roughly ugly judges walk.
The women loiter.
by Anonymous Poet
A city splashes.
Summer splashes or snow works.
A turning stone wakes.
by NULL of NULL
Stars clash yet fish clash.
The prayers redly wake joy.
Ignorant lakes fall.
by NULL
evil, evil eye
under the floor. glaring up
pass the mesculin
by Ukiah of Earth
just curious? How?
and why? are figs and newtons possibly a pair
by utiah
softly and sincerely
i mumble into my beer
disinhibited
by ash
Had this bad blind date.
Think 'anacephalia'
It's a no-brainer
by Brady of Toronto
Let's talk about stuff.
How about aphasia?
..........Okay then, let's not
by Brady of Toronto
All's well that Grand Mal's
Hail Seizure! Ash reposts.
Go big or go home.
by Brady of Toronto
