Impromptu Verse

Cat Herder · Understander of unimportant things

RE: Impromptu Verse

zealia · Profuse Pontificator

Polly, your poem really captures your feelings about a baby's smile! It has a great flow!

HSR, I like learning and open to different forms.

hiccups · Future Queen in Zion

(Hey, Zealia, it was me that wrote the baby's smile poem.

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zealia · Profuse Pontificator

Wow! That is like when you reach for something on the shelf and look and your hand and see it is something else. I could of swore it was Polly. It is a great poem!

PollyAnna · Senior Bucketkeeper

I NEVER write poetry anymore... I had a traumatic experience in HS in a poetry class and now I simply can't...

(BTW, I am J/K)

Cat Herder · Understander of unimportant things

Sixties Hairdos

Fifties carryovers
Beehived, aquanet coifs
smart clipped crew flattops
left to ruin
decaying unwashed
uncombed by protest
and the rank bed-head of
drugs, free-sex, rock n roll

As if fighting an ideal
was worthy of the shame
of looking and smelling
like Sasquatch

I didn't have much hair then
and glad Dad made it so

Next topic: Staying on Topic

-- Edited by Cat Herder at 09:18, 2007-07-28

Poncho29 · Senior Bucketkeeper

-- Edited by Poncho29 at 20:59, 2007-07-29

Poncho29 · Senior Bucketkeeper

Let go of all distractions,
lose yourself in verse,
'cause if you do not do it,
Cat will bless you with a curse.

Next topic: the internet

rayb · Hot Air Balloon

The internet is a bunch of wires and hubs that Business Analysts pursue,
Posting pointless comments while analyzing me and you.
And if he has a digital camera, then any feckless boob
Can post pointless profanity on a place we call You Tube.

THen there are these messageboards where obnoxious nettizens
Can post their random thoughts and even confess their sins.
Conspiracies and Hearsay, count the good, or count offal
Any story found on the dreaded board "Bountiful."

Next Topic: Endoplasmic Reticulum

rayb · Hot Air Balloon

-- Edited by rayb at 16:20, 2007-07-30

rayb · Hot Air Balloon

-- Edited by rayb at 16:21, 2007-07-30

hiccups · Future Queen in Zion

What kind of poem could I write
about Endoplasmic Reticulum?
It would be very geeky,
and full of biological curriculum,
or very awful with bad rhyme;
Or more probably both
-- at the same time.

Next: Love

Cocobeem · Keeper of the Holy Grail

Love makes me passionate
Love makes me tingle in my guts
Love makes me obsess on things
I think I'm going nuts

Love is really hard
It makes me want to sin
If I can't control this love
I'll have to just give in.

Next topic- The Grudge

hiccups · Future Queen in Zion

the grudge

I drudge up sludge
and then won't budge.

Next: books

Jen · Senior Bucketkeeper

There's something about opening a brand new book.
Anticipating. . .
Feeling crisp, untouched pages between your fingers,
The binding cracking at your hands
for the very first time.
Black and white
painting vibrant, moving pictures;
Stories created in the mind of someone
not so different from me.
And when I turn the very last page,
I take a part of that creator with me.

Next: Opera

rayb · Hot Air Balloon

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Opera
by RayB

I always feared the fat lady,
Her powers when she sings.
The thought that one could end it all,
What dread that idea brings!

But then I went to an Opera,
Struggling just to keep awake.
And merciful that rotund lass,
My weary eyes did slake.

In Italian an the word "Opera"
Simply means "great work".
I see why Rome was ransacked
By Germans gone berserk.

So when you think of portly babes,
Clad in horny helmet squawking.
Just know the end is nigh at hand
Her girth, don't you be knocking.

Next Topic: A Blind Date

-- Edited by rayb at 08:55, 2007-08-07

Poncho29 · Senior Bucketkeeper

Blind Date

She told me he was hansome
a guy I had to meet,

She told me he was single
and so very, very sweet,

The kind of guy every girl
could bring home to her mother

But when we went to kiss goodnight
it felt like kissing my own brother.

Next topic: camping

Homestar Runner · Senior Member

Camping.

Stake-a-tent Stake-a-tent
Wife of the Cat Herder
Heads to the mountains with
backpack and stuff

"Stupid unwieldy
biodegradeable
packaging! Dang but this
camping is rough!"

(That was another double-dactyl. For those interested, here are the rules:
* Usually humorous
* Two stanzas, each comprising three lines of "LONG-short-short LONG-short-short", followed by a line with a "LONG-short-short-LONG"
* Each stanza rhyme on their last line.
* Line 1 = repetitive nonsense like "boogity-boogity" or "higgledy-piggledy" or "stake-a-tent stake-a-tent".
* Line 2 = The subject of the poem, preferably someone's name.
* Somewhere in the 2nd stanza, at least one line must be one six-syllable double dactyl word, (VA-le-dic-TOR-i-an, MON-o-syl-LA-bic-ly, BI-o-de-GRAD-a-ble)

Next topic: An unexpected headache

-- Edited by Homestar Runner at 16:09, 2007-08-08

arbilad · Head Chef

Robber offends Mirk
Child suddenly in danger
A sudden headache

Next topic: Offshore oil exploration

hiccups · Future Queen in Zion

Not My Date

He said he worked on an oil rig
until he lost his arm.
That he drove a classic Mustang convertable
surprised me.
He really liked my best friend,
but that wasn't surprising.
The one good thing about being
a third wheel that night
was when he took me
to my first AA meeting.

Next: My first _____ (writer's choice)

Cocobeem · Keeper of the Holy Grail

My First Blackout

So there I was in the knee-deep grass
Trying hard to be the biggest dumbass
The bull looked slow, what could he do?
He sure can't catch me, if he couldn't catch you.
Over the gate with shoes in the dirt
If I'm really fast, this won't even hurt
Taking off like a bat outta heck
Running with speed of proverbial break-neck
Turning, snorting, he spots me
Peaking his interest as I'm trying to flee
Like Secretariat out of the starting gate
I can't turn back now, it's way too late
Pumping my arms, my eyes tearing up
Upon my hiney I feel a quick bump
Over the creosote fence do I fly
Next thing I remember is staring at the sky.
(Any resemblance to real life events is purely coincidental.)

Next topic- Life is (...) Pick topic again.

-- Edited by Cocobeem at 14:04, 2007-10-04

glumirk · Senior Member

Life is like a box of chocolates,
So Forrest Gump's mom says.

If so, then I am the oreamy caramel,
sweet, and smooth,
leaving sticky residue all over your lips.

or not

I guess I am the raspberry cream
but not the raspberry seed
in your wisdom tooth.

Maybe I am the plain chocolate,
but some say I'm too nutty.

Then there's the cherry cordial,
but I'd hate to think
I give people stomach aches
because I'm so sweet...

I've got it! I'm the coconut cream!
Oh, but everybody likes me...

The butter rum,
but I don't drink...

So if LIFE is like a box of chocolates,
I must be a chocolate.
However, nothing seems
quite to fit.

I'm not the hazelnut
for my eyes are brown.
I can't be fluffy nougat
when my hopes are down.

Peanut brittle
leaves me oh so weak.
And molasses chew
is like chewing on steak!

Divinity,
but I'm not perfect yet.
Then there's toffee crunch
that makes me munch too much.

I think the whole analogy
of life is... dot dot dot
is nothing more
than a plot plot plot
That makes us think
Of one thing
That could describe
Infinity.

For instance:
what analogy
Could portray both a sunset
And the ocean?
A bedbug,
And a good night's sleep?
A test,
and a hammock on the beach?
A phone call from an old friend,
and the funeral of your childhood home teacher?
A roller coaster has it's ups and downs,
but it takes one to get the other.

More than often life is the good and the "bad"
all thrown together like a salad.
With healthy crunchy vegetables
Covered in fatty oily dressing.

But the dressing is what makes the salad good.
Yet another bad analogy.

Life is full of
hugs and kisses,
hits and misses,
pants and dresses,
socks and sandals,
ups and downs,
smiles and frowns,
sunrises and sunsets,
peaceful times and upsets,
love and hate,
choosing a mate,
clean and dirty,
healthy and hurty,
hunger and pain,
money and gain,
right and wrong,
short and long,

In essence,
life is life,
and that is
all I can
really say.

Next topic: Run-ons!

Jen · Senior Bucketkeeper

I have a tendency to procrastinate, which makes me hesitate (and sometimes makes me late); and while someone might berate this very annoying, crippling trait, I'd like to think that, like my mate, my tendency to procrastinate does not a lesser person make: it's something that I need to work at, and maybe something you might smirk at, but it's nothing to be called a jerk at, unless I procrastinate getting to my point. . .

Next topic: minivans

Poncho29 · Senior Bucketkeeper

If you have a family
then you must have a mini-van
like the chevy venture
or the dodge caravan.

More than three children?
don't bother with a mere sedan
few options have you really
which include the mini-van.

Better than an SUV
better than a full-size van
gas mileage is a plus
when you buy a mini-van.

Next topic: UFO's

Cocobeem · Keeper of the Holy Grail

Twinkling, hovering in the sky
I love to watch them when they go by
Pretty little dishes like Jared's ship
Taken little green men on their trip
My mom loves aliens, she's quite obsessed
Dad thinks her brain is sort of messed
Down to Nevada she loves to run
Her ultimate vacation spot - Area 51!

Next topic: Ghosts