Archive: 8 posts

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First one for the moderators. Can you work it out? Acid Rain Mellifluous, a smooth and even tone Overt oppression jars this slickened tongue Derelict the thoughts of addled men, Sat pompous on a thrown of young. Angst, the cold of a blacksmith’s steel, Ready the anvil, hammer and fire. Eschew the water, shape, not starve the blade, Forgo the calamity of lustful ire. Open hearts, the once was withered part Or risk a turgid land of clod and weed Lament the arid earth, breathe in the trees Superfluous the acid rain so praise our seed. ....................................... One for the Chavs (the word it's censoring here is a British word for cigarette. F.A.G): *** and a can Got me sen a *** and a can Two black eyes cos I’m the man Tattoos and dots on me face Scars and jeans to hide me grace Sovereign rings on every knuckle Think we’re cool but our mover’s chuckle Payin’ through their eyes and nose So we can trash it with the bros Shake it out and strut our stuff Violence is a poor man’s bluff Got me sen a *** and a can A girlfriend and a brand new pram Six stone nothing; always *****in’ < (Bit-chin&apos ‘Bout me flat without no kitchen Fridge half empty, can half full Take this pain and make it dull Lines of coke to make life faster Holes in doors, fists in plaster Thinkin’ how love is felt With the buckle on me old man’s belt Got me sen a *** and a can Map, a compass but no real plan Plen’y of time to see the past Check out the mold from which I’m caste Through me tears I see me fate Bits of love but stacks of hate Bless me girlfriend that she chooses A life with me and all those bruises Her face broken, my face frowns Are kids get the hand-me-downs… .................... One for my home town: Grimsby You used to be a maze of wonder, Of wooden swords and knights on bikes, Of hidey holes and torchlight hunts, Of kick ball fly and finger fights. You used to hold amazing secrets Down every empty alleyway; Whispered spells on salty winds That whisked me oh so far away. You used to be a land of giants; Big-handed men with grins of kings, That pushed you with great gentleness On roundabouts or on the swings. But I grew up and so did you And the giants disappeared. The alleyways were barred for good, Cos the knights are who we feared. The hidey holes grew dark and grim And the fights were not with fingers But I swear that when I close my eyes That other world still lingers… ................................ And one for fun: Bumbling Burrow In bumbling’ burrow of barrowill wood Where the bumblebee Bernard was mumbling An oath of a groat for cutting ones throat While kicking a juggler jugglin’ “I swear I will kill’ ‘im,” he spat while a swillin’ And croonered a pooch name of saphron The swirls of her hair shished shoulders of pearl As she pranced by the splash of a lantern Now Bernard’s big belly was fizzlin’ and smelly Cos he’d gulped down a pig in a ploughman And a rollery hip was givin’ jip As he oooozed from the stooool by the barman One jiggle o’ lard in garb stuffed wi’ cards Saw our frigate a tillin’ for harbour While her smothersome lips took dainty we sips At a spirit that wasn’t her starter. Well saphron had spotted poor Bernard Bee sotted As he ploughed betwixt Erics and Chandlers While with hot coals in her eyes and a tongue that defied Bade keep off to the dogs and their handlers The quake in thin lips slipped south to thick hips When our vamp entranced Bee with her fumbling And her serpentine paw made his overdraft more As she winked at the gentleman juggling

2014-06-29 20:10:00 Author: GribbleGrunger Posts: 3910

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So... are you trying to stir trouble, or...?

2014-06-29 20:38:00 Author: RockSauron Posts: 10882

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So... are you trying to stir trouble, or...? I'm not sure what you mean.

2014-06-29 21:51:00 Author: GribbleGrunger Posts: 3910

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I'm not sure what you mean. Your first poem said Mods Are Fools. That kind of sounds like stirring up trouble to me :/

2014-06-29 22:36:00 Author: RockSauron Posts: 10882

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Your first poem said Mods Are Fools. That kind of sounds like stirring up trouble to me :/ I'm sure the mods on this forum have a sense of humour and realise because it's an old poem that it wasn't aimed at this forum.

2014-06-29 23:01:00 Author: GribbleGrunger Posts: 3910

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I'm sure the mods on this forum have a sense of humour and realise because it's an old poem that it wasn't aimed at this forum. Ah, k. It just seemed like you were insulting the stie staff or something. I'll go back under me now

2014-06-29 23:19:00 Author: RockSauron Posts: 10882

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.............. I don't get it

2014-06-30 07:03:00 Author: rialrees Posts: 1015

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I actually really like these poems! Fantastic work! I have always admired poetry, however never really tried to write any of my own- But this is honestly great work despite it only being 4 poems

2014-07-01 00:01:00 Author: Awesome_Guy Posts: 167

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