Black Bird's Improvisational Poetry Thread.

The veil lifted around them…the truth, in colors beyond mortal recount..
 
Am I the only one sick of the whinny poets? You have your own board now, right?
 
Re: here's one...

tigerjen said:
this was a little girl named tigerjen:D

Everything revolves
Nothing down falls
This was a little girl
Her body kept the stars in line
This was a little girl
Blinded by all seeing eyes
 
Re: Re: Black Bird's Improvisational Poetry Thread.

perky_baby said:
...I have a sexy stalker ;)

Down the dark alley way
way way too far
Down the black paved streets
like drunkard flesh from the night
I have my sexy stalker
She's every woman on every street corner
I have deadly day
It's everyday I put the bottle to my mouth
 
Dhalgren said:
The veil lifted around them…the truth, in colors beyond mortal recount..

Herd the hypocrites together in one large
Fence in the weak and
Sickly sermons, simple states
Of Mind and Body

The veil lifted around
Them the silent ones in the
Crowd the sinners in with the
Truth, in colors beyond mortal recount.
 
Black_Bird said:


Herd the hypocrites together in one large
Fence in the weak and
Sickly sermons, simple states
Of Mind and Body

The veil lifted around
Them the silent ones in the
Crowd the sinners in with the
Truth, in colors beyond mortal recount.

I really like this one...:)
 
How about? said:
I'm too deep for this board, heh!

:rolleyes:

I've got holes for wholesale
I've got bullets that fit them
I've got flesh for both
and I've got to hand it to you,
you're one hell of a man 'cus.

I'm not dead enough for this
I'm not deep enough for this
I'm not depressed enough for this
But by the time you are done
what is me will simply be was.


:p
 
SA Storm said:
And they danced until dawn.

Crystals of flesh
Bone of glass
Toes like dust
Angel wings, moon light and parents eyes...

They danced until dawn.
 
Joyfully slipping past what was so confining and into the clear brilliance of what feels without limits...
 
Re: Care to try your hand at this one?

LadyDarkFire said:
Ignored until Needed

Blood in the shit
Flesh in the piss
Little dolls all strung out on Cocain

Pick out thier eyes
Spit on their skin
And ignore until needed

Flashbacks of Melting
Yearning the devil
Midnight trips the the Hospital.
 
Unregistered said:
Am I the only one sick of the whinny poets? You have your own board now, right?

:D *Dances Around* I have a troll! I have a troll... and I'm going to make a poem JUST FOR YOU! :D

Dickless two twit
Cowardly spit cunt
Blooded little stick
The one that's shoved
So far up
Do you taste
Wood?
 
Svedish_Chef said:
Whiny unhappy posters comparing hands

Click Clack
Office Day Goes
Click Clack
Whiny Unhappy
Click Clack
Chick in the Cubical
Click Clack
Porn Posters
Click Clack
Comparing Hands
Click Clack
 
CeceliaSkye said:
Within the shadows of her dream, there came.....

Within the shadows of her dreams, there came
An old man who walked slow with a cane
A child bruised by a day's chain
And the other's who marched in this soft parade.
 
Black_Bird said:


Within the shadows of her dreams, there came
An old man who walked slow with a cane
A child bruised by a day's chain
And the other's who marched in this soft parade.

::Claps Hands:: I love it.. thankyou :)
 
cymbidia said:
Joyfully slipping past what was so confining and into the clear brilliance of what feels without limits...

... Hon... that's a poem all by itself.

Joyfully slipping
Past, what was so confining?
And into the clear
Brilliance, of what feels
Without limits?
Indeed without limits.
 
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