BMF's Urban Hang Suite

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Okay, BMF, you win. When I told Wifey about this thread, she got up and left the room. While I was still contmplating the WTF?!, she came back in carrying this one and told me it was the best one I'd given her. It kinda sucked that she thought the several since then didn't compare, but I guess since this one immediately came to mind half a decade later, it can't be all bad. Still more Dr. Suess than Whitman, though.



You’re thinking either to yourself or aloud:
“Why did he send me two roses?”
Or maybe even saying to one of your friends:
“Do you see the way he brown-noses?”

My friends all say I’m hopelessly whipped,
And that I will be for the rest of my life.
Well, duh! The smartest thing I ever did
Was ask you to become my wife.

But it still doesn’t explain why I would send
Two tokens of love to you.
It’s one more birthday after seven years;
You’d think just one would do.

C’mon sweet Wifey, oh angel of mine,
Don’t you see how happy I am?
You’re twice the woman that I deserve,
And you’ve made me twice the man.

Or here is another example of two
In I world where Hubby always wins:
I have an awesome wife with beautiful boobs;
Of course I had to mention the twins.

But the bottom line, all jokes aside,
Is that I’m still in love with you.
And after seven years without the seven year itch,
I’ll be in love til my life is through.

You see, one rose is for you, my dear,
And the other is for me.
Together they represent our wonderful marriage,
In which I’m as happy as I can be.

So there it is, my lovely bride,
I hope I’ve explained it clearly.
From now til death, and through Heaven’s gates,
I’ll always love you dearly.
 
Okay, BMF, you win. When I told Wifey about this thread, she got up and left the room. While I was still contmplating the WTF?!, she came back in carrying this one and told me it was the best one I'd given her. It kinda sucked that she thought the several since then didn't compare, but I guess since this one immediately came to mind half a decade later, it can't be all bad. Still more Dr. Suess than Whitman, though.



You’re thinking either to yourself or aloud:
“Why did he send me two roses?”
Or maybe even saying to one of your friends:
“Do you see the way he brown-noses?”

My friends all say I’m hopelessly whipped,
And that I will be for the rest of my life.
Well, duh! The smartest thing I ever did
Was ask you to become my wife.

But it still doesn’t explain why I would send
Two tokens of love to you.
It’s one more birthday after seven years;
You’d think just one would do.

C’mon sweet Wifey, oh angel of mine,
Don’t you see how happy I am?
You’re twice the woman that I deserve,
And you’ve made me twice the man.

Or here is another example of two
In I world where Hubby always wins:
I have an awesome wife with beautiful boobs;
Of course I had to mention the twins.

But the bottom line, all jokes aside,
Is that I’m still in love with you.
And after seven years without the seven year itch,
I’ll be in love til my life is through.

You see, one rose is for you, my dear,
And the other is for me.
Together they represent our wonderful marriage,
In which I’m as happy as I can be.

So there it is, my lovely bride,
I hope I’ve explained it clearly.
From now til death, and through Heaven’s gates,
I’ll always love you dearly.

Woo! Sweet, Monster! Melts my heart.
 
Special Thanks

I wanna thank every one who has taken that first leap into the poetic world! It takes guts, but you guys and gals are awesome, and you've given this thread a great start from the jump. Everyone who has come in so far, thanks for visiting, lurking, or whatever. The stage is waiting for you. It's our mic, and our stage. Do you, and we'll back you up. Thanks again, peeps!
 
Step to the mic and speak your mind
Make it count...can't edit or rewind
Find yourself opening the gates
A flood of emotion waits
Creates anger, passion, fear
Silence that you can hear
Clear as water
 
Step to the mic and speak your mind
Make it count...can't edit or rewind
Find yourself opening the gates
A flood of emotion waits
Creates anger, passion, fear
Silence that you can hear
Clear as water

Rock it, Rock! Take two girls to the VIP for your efforts.
 
Until I witnessed glory
And felt my heart cease to beat
Just as it does now
While I attempt to write these words;
Until I felt your name running in and out of my veins
And in and out of my dreams
And in and out of my brain;
Until I realized that I was
Helplessly, hopelessly,
Utterly, and completely
Yours...
Well, i had never felt anything for anyone
Worth a damn.
My life had been numb

Until my eyes saw the sun
Finally blinked and gazed upon
This kind of beauty;
Until my focus shifted from past to present
I couldn't see that heaven had sent an angel
To restore my sight.
Until I saw your smile shining
Opening my mind to possibilities I never saw coming my way;
Until I saw you,
I'd been blind my whole life.
I had never seen.

Until I witnessed bliss
And knew that it was your voice
Tickling my ears;
Until your melodic tones began to tease harmonies
Where bells had been silenced;
Until the sweetest sound ever invaded my airspace
And vibrated throughout my body
I'd never heard such beauty
I'd never heard such joy
I'd been deaf.

Until you
5 senses were only nonsense
You've meant an increase in feeling.
Until you
Peace and quiet meant being alone.
Until you, I'd only think about
Today, but never tomorrow;
Excitement was just a foreign word
With no applicable translation.
Until you
Crazy meant loco..
Not crushing.
And applying towards someone else
Meant fear and loathing.
Until you, nothing made sense
But since you...
I get it.
Thank you.


So excited to have a place to read your work... and you are right.. you don't fit in the poetry forum... you break the mold... don't need to be the status quo.... It is ludicrous to me that anyone can tell someone else that their poetry is wrong or isn't visual enough. Writing in general is so subjective.... someone once told me - a painter doesn't paint for the audience - he/she paints for the feeling of putting that paint on canvas... the experience of creating. We all create in one way or another and no one person is going to satisfy everyone all the time...
Thanks for sharing BMF... I look forward to reading more of your work and the work of others that find a comfortable place here.... it's been years since I've written any poetry... perhaps I'll even give it a go.
 
So excited to have a place to read your work... and you are right.. you don't fit in the poetry forum... you break the mold... don't need to be the status quo.... It is ludicrous to me that anyone can tell someone else that their poetry is wrong or isn't visual enough. Writing in general is so subjective.... someone once told me - a painter doesn't paint for the audience - he/she paints for the feeling of putting that paint on canvas... the experience of creating. We all create in one way or another and no one person is going to satisfy everyone all the time...
Thanks for sharing BMF... I look forward to reading more of your work and the work of others that find a comfortable place here.... it's been years since I've written any poetry... perhaps I'll even give it a go.

AJ!! Welcome! Please, have a drink or a lap dance. When you're ready, the stage is all yours.
 
I feel like I should give props, but if I quote them all, it'll make a mile long post, so I'll just pick on em one by one. ;)

BMF- Corbal was right, you've got skills. And stay away from Wifey, babe-magnet! :D

Honey- I never thought anyone could make me want to be an accountant, of all things, and then make me jealous of a popsicle. Very well written.

Needful Thing- That was deep, dude. Shit happens and life goes on. Dig it!

Blade- Your Dad cracked me up, and the ode to Corbal was right on the money. Well done, sir.

Jessie- I think every man who read that wishes he could make a woman feel that way. Deeply seductive.

Corbal- That's why you're Corbal, and I'm not :cool:

RocknRolla- That's the whole idea, way to rock it.
 
I feel like I should give props, but if I quote them all, it'll make a mile long post, so I'll just pick on em one by one. ;)

BMF- Corbal was right, you've got skills. And stay away from Wifey, babe-magnet! :D

Honey- I never thought anyone could make me want to be an accountant, of all things, and then make me jealous of a popsicle. Very well written.

Needful Thing- That was deep, dude. Shit happens and life goes on. Dig it!

Blade- Your Dad cracked me up, and the ode to Corbal was right on the money. Well done, sir.

Jessie- I think every man who read that wishes he could make a woman feel that way. Deeply seductive.

Corbal- That's why you're Corbal, and I'm not :cool:

RocknRolla- That's the whole idea, way to rock it.

I couldn't have said it better. Thanks man. Honored to have you...even if you are a Sooner. Blech!!
 
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