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Offline Brandonazz

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Re: Short poems...
« Reply #15 on: October 03, 2007, 03:31:50 pm »
Felis Cattus,

is your taxonomic nomenclature,
an endothermic quadruped, carnivorous by nature?

Your visual, olfactory and auditory senses
contribute to your hunting skills, and natural defenses.

I find myself intrigued by your subvocal oscillations,
a singular development of cat communications

that obviates your basic hedonistic predilection
for a rhythmic stroking of your fur, to demonstrate affection.

A tail is quite essential for your acrobatic talents;
you would not be so agile if you lacked its counterbalance.

And when not being utilized to aide in locomotion,
it often serves to illustrate the state of your emotion.

O Spot,
the complex levels of behaviour you display
connote a fairly well-developed cognitive array.

And though you are not sentient,
Spot,
and do not comprehend,
I nonetheless consider you a true and valued friend.

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Re: Short poems...
« Reply #16 on: November 23, 2008, 11:13:34 am »
Braaaaaaainnsssssss.....

    Christmas Day On The Somme

    ’Twas Christmas Day on the Somme
    The men stood on parade,
    The snow laid six feet on the ground
    Twas twenty in the shade.

    Up spoke the Captain ‘gallant man’,
    "Just hear what I’ve to say,
    You may not have remembered that
    Today is Christmas Day."

    "The General has expressed a wish
    This day may be observed,
    Today you will only work eight hours,
    A rest that’s well deserved.

    I hope you’ll keep yourselves quite clean
    And smart and spruce and nice,
    The stream is frozen hard
    But a pick will break the ice."

    "All men will get two biscuits each,
    I’m sure you’re tired of bread,
    I’m sorry there’s no turkey
    but there’s Bully Beef instead.

    The puddings plum have not arrived
    But they are on their way,
    I’ll guarantee they’ll be in time
    To eat next Christmas Day."

    "You’re parcels would have been in time
    But I regret to say
    The vessel which conveyed them was
    Torpedoed on the way.

    The Quartermaster’s got your rum
    But you may get some yet,
    Each man will be presented with
    A Woodbine Cigarette."

    "The Huns have caught us in the rear
    And painted France all red,
    Pray do not let that trouble you,
    Tomorrow you’ll be dead.

    Now ere you go I wish you all
    This season of good cheer,
    A very happy Christmas and
    A prosperous New Year."

-Leslie George Rub, Australian Great War Soldier

EDIT: Someone might want to kick this on over to art.
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Re: Short poems...
« Reply #17 on: November 23, 2008, 01:22:41 pm »
    OZYMANDIAS

    I met a traveller from an antique land
    Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
    Stand in the desert. Near them on the sand,
    Half sunk, a shatter'd visage lies, whose frown
    And wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command
    Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
    Which yet survive, stamp'd on these lifeless things,
    The hand that mock'd them and the heart that fed.
    And on the pedestal these words appear:
    "My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
    Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!"
    Nothing beside remains: round the decay
    Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare,
    The lone and level sands stretch far away.
Sam is basically right, he's just cranky.

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Re: Short poems...
« Reply #18 on: November 23, 2008, 03:32:10 pm »
The Eagle

He clasps the crag with crooked hands;
Close to the sun in lonely lands,
Ringed with the azure world, he stands.
The wrinkled sea beneath him crawls;
He watches from his mountain walls,
And like a thunderbolt he falls.


my favorite poem.
Never mind your own business.

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Re: Short poems...
« Reply #19 on: December 06, 2008, 01:29:50 am »
Messing around with MS Word and wrote the last verse first -

Everything's Okay Inside

I can't stand it any longer,
Protected from the plagues outside.
Out there is cold, the death toll's rising,
But it's so warm inside.

The corpses won't stop piling up,
An endless rising tide
God knows I'll be soon to die,
At least it's warm inside.

The stench is getting fouler,
an odour of formaldehyde,
And smoke rising from flaming pyres,
It's getting warm outside.

When death comes knocking at my door,
I'll take it in my stride.
For the world is dark and full of weeping,
And I'm so cold inside.
No way dude, you're trolling me.

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Re: Short poems...
« Reply #20 on: January 25, 2009, 11:32:07 pm »
Here's an old one of mine.. just because I felt like it.

Tears of Mercury

Silver colored streams
Run down her face
Metallic ellipses fall to the ground

Insanity Drops
Tears of Mercury
Messenger wings of sadness

Drops of pain
Drops of sorrow
Tears of Mercury run

Sobs of pain released as
Tears of Mercury run
Down her raw face.
"Never gonna give you up. Never gonna let you down. Never gonna run around and hurt you." - Elvis Presley