A Poet Walks Into a Bar . . .

[Trixareforkids]

Do you happen to have a link for that please as I lost it? What you must remember is when I did all my writing and stuff especially for Survivor, my Husband was still working and I had peace all day! Heyyyyyy just thought ....... you want a challenge go do Survivor!

I didn't see the 2010 main Survivor thread, with all the challenges listed, but I did link to the 2009 one. I need to get some of the others under my belt before I dive into that though.

I went back far enough to find 100 challenges and I intend to go through and do them all. As well as a few I'm cooking up of my own

If I'm not a better, more aware poet after all that, well, I never will be.

 

[HarryHill]

I didn't see the 2010 main Survivor thread, with all the challenges listed, but I did link to the 2009 one. I need to get some of the others under my belt before I dive into that though.

I went back far enough to find 100 challenges and I intend to go through and do them all. As well as a few I'm cooking up of my own

If I'm not a better, more aware poet after all that, well, I never will be.

Phipittt! All things done in moderation are better done INXS *opens another heinie

 

[Trixareforkids]

Phipittt! All things done in moderation are better done INXS *opens another heinie

Are you in on the Temple of Ass poem too Harry?

Btw, had fun making a Harry/Butters sandwich. Y'all can tag team me next time we go dancing in the rain iffn ya don't get a kick out of it.

 

[HarryHill]

Are you in on the Temple of Ass poem too Harry?

Btw, had fun making a Harry/Butters sandwich. Y'all can tag team me next time we go dancing in the rain iffn ya don't get a kick out of it.

yano that feeling when you come into something in the middle and have no idea what's going on?

 

[Trixareforkids]

I'm working on Centos on Annie's Teach-in thread

 

[todski28]

yano that feeling when you come into something in the middle and have no idea what's going on?

Every damn time I walk into the forum!

At least I was in the ass temple

 

[Trixareforkids]

Every damn time I walk into the forum!

At least I was in the ass temple

You done your bit already?

 

[todski28]

You done your bit already?

still waiting on the call to present the ass

 

[Trixareforkids]

still waiting on the call to present the ass

Do cat calls count? And can you shake that thing?

 

[HarryHill]

still waiting on the call to present the ass

Waiting? you know I show my ass at every opportunity
eta: where is the ass... no, not walking into that.

 

[todski28]

Do cat calls count? And can you shake that thing?

No need to shake you can watch it flex as I walk, but hard to cat call when you're drooling

 

[Trixareforkids]

No need to shake you can watch it flex as I walk, but hard to cat call when you're drooling

hard bodies are for sculptors. I can appreciate them as works of art, but I'm not an art lover. To make me drool you'd need love handles and flesh to sink my fingers into. Don't wanna hurt my hand when I smack that.

 

[UnderYourSpell]

I didn't see the 2010 main Survivor thread, with all the challenges listed, but I did link to the 2009 one. I need to get some of the others under my belt before I dive into that though.

I went back far enough to find 100 challenges and I intend to go through and do them all. As well as a few I'm cooking up of my own

If I'm not a better, more aware poet after all that, well, I never will be.

There wasn't a 2010 or any after 2009, I think you've put up the extra monthly challenges but not the main Competition ........ is that right?

 

[Trixareforkids]

There wasn't a 2010 or any after 2009, I think you've put up the extra monthly challenges but not the main Competition ........ is that right?

Nope, I put up the main one too. Look for the , it's near the end. I was working backward through the threads so it's after the monthly bonus ones.

 

[Trixareforkids]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r1dquH_KOQc

songs like this make me miss bouncing in summer heat.......

This is now on both my and little bit's favorites list. Had us both up and dancing

"Again, again!" she said. After three times through, my thighs are feeling the burn. That's a bouncing/shaking song fo' sho'!

 

[UnderYourSpell]

Nope, I put up the main one too. Look for the , it's near the end. I was working backward through the threads so it's after the monthly bonus ones.

Yep found it thanks.

 

[Trixareforkids]

Yep found it thanks.

You gonna do it again or just strolling down memory lane?

 

[UnderYourSpell]

You gonna do it again or just strolling down memory lane?

Haaaaaaaaaaa!

 

[bronzeage]

Open to suggestions for a title.

It’s one thirty in the morning and I’m drinking alone
while two hundred people make noise
and smoke and drink and dance.
The band is good or loud, and wants to know
What did you think I would do at this moment?
There’s a blonde in a red dress sitting on the cigarette machine.
Not my type, I prefer quiet crazy,
the hidden neuroses that reveals itself over days or weeks
or maybe years, leaving me to wonder if I was the cause.
But, no.
I got here way too late to and I don’t have that kind of contagious madness
or a treatment for it.
I’ll let this one pass by.
Every man needs a friend named Tex,
Tex, the guy who pulls the blonde through the crowd and says,
“I want you to meet this guy, he’s a great friend of mine.”
Tex solves seven problems, none of which I had two seconds ago.
I’m ready to make an exception for whatever crazy she brought.
It’s ten minutes til close, too late for another drink.
I ask if she would like to get some breakfast.
Fifteen minutes later we’re in my car, but going nowhere.
Time to talk about kids and divorce and babysitters
without the music and smoke and a little cold air to clear the mind.
She is in a car with a man she has known twenty minutes.
The slow hand of reality pulls the parking brake lever to vertical.
She just wants to go home.
I take her phone number and watch her walk to the red car that matches her dress.
A phone number is better than nothing, or maybe more than nothing.
I think of breakfast alone, but there’s no hunger,
just a drive home and an empty bed.
The little red car turns ahead of me.
I sit at the light and watch her walk into the café.
The big windows and bright lights have no mercy
as everyone slides over to let her sit at the booth.
Couldn’t you have stayed crazy for just a little longer?

 

[twelveoone]

Open to suggestions for a title.

It’s one thirty in the morning and I’m drinking alone
while two hundred people make noise
and smoke and drink and dance.
The band is good or loud, and wants to know
What did you think I would do at this moment?
There’s a blonde in a red dress sitting on the cigarette machine.
Not my type, I prefer quiet crazy,
the hidden neuroses that reveals itself over days or weeks
or maybe years, leaving me to wonder if I was the cause.
But, no.
I got here way too late to and I don’t have that kind of contagious madness
or a treatment for it.
I’ll let this one pass by.
Every man needs a friend named Tex,
Tex, the guy who pulls the blonde through the crowd and says,
“I want you to meet this guy, he’s a great friend of mine.”
Tex solves seven problems, none of which I had two seconds ago.
I’m ready to make an exception for whatever crazy she brought.
It’s ten minutes til close, too late for another drink.
I ask if she would like to get some breakfast.
Fifteen minutes later we’re in my car, but going nowhere.
Time to talk about kids and divorce and babysitters
without the music and smoke and a little cold air to clear the mind.
She is in a car with a man she has known twenty minutes.
The slow hand of reality pulls the parking brake lever to vertical.
She just wants to go home.
I take her phone number and watch her walk to the red car that matches her dress.
A phone number is better than nothing, or maybe more than nothing.
I think of breakfast alone, but there’s no hunger,
just a drive home and an empty bed.
The little red car turns ahead of me.
I sit at the light and watch her walk into the café.
The big windows and bright lights have no mercy
as everyone slides over to let her sit at the booth.
Couldn’t you have stayed crazy for just a little longer?

two lines stand out as title choices:
Every man needs a friend named Tex
Couldn’t you have stayed crazy for just a little longer?
just a suggestion, or
The Color Red
my cleverness has all petered out today, so that's the best I can do.

 

[Trixareforkids]

Open to suggestions for a title.

A Brush With Madness

 

[twelveoone]

Butt down in Huston

sorry bronze
There’s a blonde in a red dress sitting on the cigarette machine.
I had this image see.
How did she get up there, without bumping her head. And I didn't know they still had these things.

 

[HarryHill]

Butt down in Huston

sorry bronze
There’s a blonde in a red dress sitting on the cigarette machine.
I had this image see.
How did she get up there, without bumping her head. And I didn't know they still had these things.

I suspect he did that purely for the sonics
There's a blond sitting on the mechanical bull...

 

[twelveoone]

I suspect he did that purely for the sonics
There's a blond sitting on the mechanical bull...

well I had this thought of pulling the lever and bumping my head into something soft

"smoke gets in your thighs"
cough, cough

 

[Trixareforkids]

well I had this thought of pulling the lever and bumping my head into something soft

"smoke gets in your thighs"
cough, cough

I'm glad I didn't read that while taking a drink of my Dr. Pepper. I'd have a sticky screen now.