Devil's BrewBlack and foul,
With steaming taint,
The liquid in my mug
Offends me much.
It's taste is such
It brings to mind a slug
Whose slimy trail
Does now entail
To gather at my lips.
It makes me ill,
This swirling swill
I drink with grueling sips,
This fetid funk
This juice of skunk
That doth insult my tongue.
A troll's pit sweat
Or closer yet
The essence of dog dung
Or toxic waste
Would better taste
Than this revolting brew,
And yet, alas,
I'm such an ass.
To go without won't do.
Holy LimerickThere once was a bishop of EnglandHoly Limerick7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Who liked to dress up for the weekend.
To the clergy's distress,
In his best Sunday dress
From the pulpit he'd weekly descend.
He'd preach about Moses and Noah
With shoulders bedecked by a boa
Of lavender feather
(To go with the pleather)
While the nuns all sang "Sweet Jehovah."
And none could deny he looked snappy,
Or kept his perishiners happy.
For he found that in lime
He looked simply devine!
(Though his sermons often were crappy.)
But bedecked by bangles that jangled
And earrings that sparkled and dangled,
He had more than enough
When he preached in the buff
To distract from the proverbs he'd mangled.
Now the church had not given up hope.
"We must find out a way we can cope!
It's not his cross dressing
That causes our stressing.
He keeps stealing the clothes of the pope!"
An Ode to NothingDark kisses come from pallid lipsAn Ode to Nothing6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
That suck into a cold embrace
Whose frozen heart and finger tips
Would trace despair upon my face.
Id clamber hot into your arms,
With earnest hopes of thawing ice,
My molten passion making way,
Hell hot and heavy fire swarms,
A burning torch to paradise,
To guide you from the dark to day.
Strike. STRIKE. The spark it flickers faint,
And so the flame is leached of light
As down Im drawn towards dawnless taint,
And doused within your endless night,
A star turned hole to rip the skies,
A maelstrom yawning wide with need
As light roars in to fill the lack,
Then sputters, trembles, fades, and dies.
So tell me what I have to feed,
What I can throw into the black,
Such emptiness, rapacious want.
How much anguish must I bleed
To pull you to rhapsodic brunt,
Abandoning vampiric greed
That swallows life but never lives?
With glacial cold and diamonds hard
So brilliant black within your sight
Ode to CAKEI have feasted on all sorts of dates,Ode to CAKE4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
eaten food at alarming rates,
but no taste can compare to the taste fit to share:
a slice of luscious, chocolate iced CAKE.
You give me cookies, I'll shove them back into your face,
give me candy, I'll toss it away with much haste.
So don't let that food go to waste:
just give a large plate of CAKE!
CAKE is so devine,
it's fit to be mine.
It is oh, so fine.
Now, please, let me dine!
Now, don't turn our friendship to hate:
just give me that delicious, iced CAKE!
Massacre of the InnocenceGeorgie Porgie threw an orgyMassacre of the Innocence7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
just outside L.A.,
where Jack Be Nimble grabbed his thimble,
outing him as gay...
Little Jack Horner bought Time Warner
before the bubble burst,
though Jumping Jack Flash saw the crash
and liquidated first...
Jack said Jill was taking the Pill
to ward off impregnation;
the Three Blind Mice have lobbied twice
for victim's compensation...
Little Miss Muffet had her tuffet
and Little Bo Peep married a creep;
lamb chops gave him gout...
Jack Sprat's wife went under the knife
for Lap-Band surgery,
then Third Little Pig struck it big
on reality TV...
Old King Cole's gone on the dole,
exposed as a pretender;
while Wee Wil
1800 points Give Away!"all you have to do is Favorite this journal to enter the give away."1800 points Give Away!2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
"Why I'm giving away so much points."
Only few month left till I going to college.
But right now my family is at financial crisis.
They only have barely enough to pay for their own
food.They is very serious, I would not take something
like this to joke about.
They will pay $0 dollar for my collage tuition because of
their financial situation.
The only way is scholarships.
Today, I have entered a scholarship
that would change the way I live every
single day.Because this scholarship
will pay all my tuition.
How it work.
If you favorite this journal you will get to win 10 points out of 1800.(10 person)
If you vote for me in the scholarship contest.
(Most be 18 & older to vote and have a Facebook.)
you will get a chance to win one of those price.
Grand price: 1124 points
second price: 500 points
Third price: 10 person will each win 10 points
total of 100 points
PunishmentThe police were out in force, sirens flashing everywherePunishment8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I didn't understand, I couldn't see how it was fair
I suppose it was my punishment for being such a fool
And I still regret the day that I peed in the swimming pool.
Very soon the whole world knew, I was on the evening news
Thousands came to talk to me, the journalists formed queues
I was being sent to jail, because I broke the golden rule
That at no cost must you ever pee in someone's swimming pool.
They collected water samples, fingerprints and DNA
And told me I was guilty; there was nothing I could say
I supposed that prison couldn't be a whole lot worse than school
But I wished beyond all words that I had not peed in the pool.
I was locked indoors all morning, I broke rocks all afternoon
It was torturing my mind, I really hoped I'd get out soon
We ran on treadmills every day, they fed us all on gruel
I suppose it was fair punishment for peeing in the pool.
They gave me a life sentence, I was never coming out
I slumped against
A Red vs. Blue ChristmasTwas a cold, winters night, and down at blue base,A Red vs. Blue Christmas8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Life slowly went by at a monotonous pace;
Artillery was left without guard, and who cared?
Attack the blue base? Red Team wouldnt dare!
Down in the bunker Caboose and Church sat,
Wishing for something that they could shoot at.
While Tex in her grey and Sis in her yellow.
Hoped command would send out a more interesting fellow.
Then, to their surprise who should come running in?
Twas Tucker with an unhelpful look of chagrin.
Theyre just over the hill! He yelled in great haste.
To your posts! shouted Church, They will not take our base!
From the roof they could see the Reds getting quite close,
In their beat up Warthog and a couple of Ghosts.
From below, in the garage came an engine-like sound,
As Sheila drove out, and her gun swung around.
So, now what? said Caboose all these buttons are swell.
Oops, wrong one. And he cringed
Liebe macht blindEdward heiß ich, bin Vampir,Liebe macht blind3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Fledermaus und wildes Tier.
Dennoch schenkte sie mir Liebe,
Traute mir, trotz meiner Triebe.
Ohne Hirn und ohne Sinn
Gab sie sich mir gänzlich hin.
Tja, so hab‘ ich sie gebissen,
Venen blutig aufgerissen.
Jämmerlich ist sie verreckt,
Immerhin, sie hat geschmeckt.
Poison Apple Book PreviewPoison Apple Book Preview9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Liam T. Dredd and Diaphanous Haze
Were married in not unusual ways.
They booked a cathedral, they made their vows,
Bought as much insurance as the state allows.
He called her Daffi, She called him Lee,
He wrote out their wills, she made them some tea.
"I'll sign the papers if you will," she said.
"A million if either of us drops dead."
"I have a confession, my dear," said he.
"Counting the others, you're Wife Number Three.
"My dear exes were strangled, drowned and shot,
They left me quite lonely, but left me a lot."
"How sad!" said Daffi with a secret smile,
"But at least your marriages were worthwhile.
"Now, my late husbands, of which there were four,
Never gave me a penny. That's why they're no more."
"It seems I'll be careful from now on," Lee sighed,
"For I've finally found my match in a bride.
"And speaking of matches, look under your chair,
I've hidden a clever bomb under there."
"Oh, I found it," said Daffi, "I'm afraid it's destroyed
"That charming young housemaid w
FrogsHop hop hop,Frogs11 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Senses so keen.
With that tongue that I so love
Powerful legs to lift you above
My hands whilst I try to mend
My little froggy friend.
You sit by my pond,
Singing your froggy song,
That little croak, so distinct,
I wonder, could you live in my sink?
I'd like to keep you as a pet,
I'd always take you to the vet,
You'd be my favourite little froggy,
Much better than my dumb old doggy.
Unlike the French, I'm not so keen,
Of eating little leggies green,
I much prefer the alive you,
Rather than see you in a stew.
My little froggy friend,
You drive me around the bend,
You hop all over my garden path,
I'd even put you in my bath.
But I don't think you'd like the suds,
For froggies, they aren't so good,
You prefer the icky weed
Of my pond, where the cat has peed…
With your little toes, and wriggly eyes,
Eating bugs, and catching flies,
With your wiggly legs, and slimy skin,
I take you to the pond, and drop you in.
All froggies should be free,
Showered among the stars.Showered among the stars.6 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Showered among the stars,
Like brilliant diamonds in the sky.
I hold your heart ever so tight,
I caress it with the gentlest of hands.
I wont break this precious gift,
A gift I've freely been given.
Was it Holy angels that gave you to me?
On that bright sun shiny day?
Did the Almighty know I would fall so hard?
Did He know that you were my other half?
The half I was missing without even knowing.
And is He glad that you listened to His prodding?
The sun sets to end another day,
Another day He allowed me to live and breathe.
Another day to love you compliantly.
As the golden rays fade away,
I close my eyes to dream of you.
To wonder if your dreaming too.
And will another day arise?
Or can I die with peace that you know,
How deeply I love you so?
If I go to Heaven's Throne,
Will you be happy with the love I gave?
Though until I leave this earth behind,
I'll give you all the love I have to shine.
Autumn WhispsAutumn comes with secrets in her hair,Autumn Whisps6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Auburn splendors and azure skies,
Calling with windy I love you's
To star glazed chill,
Reminding us how death can be beautiful.
Can You Guess Who I Am?I have a little problemCan You Guess Who I Am?2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
My head is made of wood
My brain is non existent,
I’d change it if I could.
My body’s made of wood too,
It’s hard to move around,
But if I do, I kinda make
a nasty clomping sound.
I don’t seem to have hearing.
Or have eyes that can see,
And yet I do not wish,
To be anyone but me.
Yes, really I am quite content,
Though I know I am a freak,
Immobile and non-sensing,
Without the means to speak.
But now and then a higher hand,
Waves above my head,
And magically I come to life,
No longer am I dead.
Who am I you may well ask.
Does anybody know?
I really cannot lie to you,
For my nose will surely grow.
Season HaikusSPRINGSeason Haikus5 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Leaves come back to trees
all the pools open again
finally school's out
I'm not a big fan:
It's too hot. But at least school
isn't back 'till fall
School comes back(not so good)
But, mercifully, it starts
to cool down a bit.
This one's my favorite
It's really cold(which I like)
lot's of holidays
Roses are blue...Roses are blue,Roses are blue...4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
violets are red.
If you don't like this poem,
I'll make you real dead.
Der ChemikerDie Stimmung im Labor war mies,Der Chemiker4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
ein paar Kollegen wirklich fies.
Grad' Berthold konnt' ein Arschloch sein,
War intrigant und hundsgemein.
Da trank er Kaffee mit Arsen,
so war's recht schnell um ihn gescheh'n.
Und meinen Chef, hart wie Granit,
erlegte ich mit Cyanid.
Ein wenig leiden musst' er noch,
war doch die Dosis nicht sehr hoch.
Am Ende ist er doch gestorben.
Ich hab' mich um den Job beworben.
Das Schleimen dann, das konnt' nicht schaden,
nun leite ich den ganzen Laden.
Von dem Erfolg höchst inspiriert
hab' ich's dann auch privat probiert.
Zuerst musst' Onkel Heinrich sterben,
so konnt' ich seine Villa erben.
Und Tanja, die mein Herz gebrochen,
hat kurz darauf Phosgen gerochen.
Vom neuen Freund zum Arzt geschickt,
war's schon zu spät – sie ist erstickt.
Tja, und der Freund, was soll man sagen,
er hat Strychnin halt nicht vertragen.
Nun Frauen – junge, hübsche, forsche –
Sie steh'n auf mich und meinen Porsche.
Erfolg macht mich zum tollen Hecht.
Go To HellI hate youGo To Hell6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I hate you, I hate you, I HATE you
I dont know what else to say
You said you loved me and I was hesitating in giving you my love
I gave in gave it to you, cause I was in love too
I gave in
But then you went away!
As if you just needed the affirmation
I carried you, I helped you, I told you that you were beautiful
God knows that you are
But I hate you AND your beauty
Its not that weird that I have problems with commitment,
When all you do is turn me down, after having given my heart to you!
A KissDo you recall that day when you kissed someone special?A Kiss6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The time she gave your most awaited prize, a medal.
I mean, when the clock stopped, and you were alone with her.
And when you lost control of yourself and gasped for air.
You pulled her near, closer, until you became just one.
Your heart beat faster and you felt the heat of the sun.
And because it was your first time, you thought This is fun!
Those glaring blue eyes revived the Phoenix inside you.
You wanted her so much. And you just don't want to rest.
It was as if those fingers that traveled from your chest,
To your back, face, then intertwined with your hands like glue
Made you feel so conscious, happy, and satisfied too.
Her fragrance like roses or lavender, you can't tell.
She's like the devil and from her temptation you fell.
Those mouth-watering lips, you savored every tiny bit.
Inches to foot, slowly, you were falling to the pit.
And you were thinking, My body and soul, will I sell?
You stopped for a m
HoboIf I were a hobo what would I do?Hobo9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I'd live in a box and pee on you.
I'd sleep on the ground instead of a bed,
and bugs would live in the hair on my head.
I'd live on the streets, homes aren't an option.
And kids, if they're lucky, get put up for adoption.
And in the winter I might get frost bit,
but nobody cares, not one little bit.
I do not eat and I will not live long,
so when you see a hobo remember this song.
Make Like A Train, Take TracksThis is escapeMake Like A Train, Take Tracks5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
(or so we'd like to believe)
taking the train through nowhere
and reaching now here. We'd hoped
for such a scape of waste
land, where the sun gutters
from the sky, and our footprints measure
not distance, but scope. Where, other
than the echoes of electric exoskeletons,
hoarse codes from broken throats,
the world is mute. Colourless.
When I talk of a landscape,
I speak of this silence:
this space, this time,
and how it means forever.
An emotion bled-out,
CheeseCheese10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
cheese, oh cheese, I like you cheese!
I like you cheese, oh smelly cheese!
with your cheesy ways
how you can please!
I love you my yellow cheese.
I would love you in the day.
I would love you lat at night.
for you my chedder cheese
I would put up a fight!
you are my yummy cheese!
I give my pledge to the farm
so the cows receive no harm
for these creatures are the makers
of my creamy cheese
cheese, oh cheese, oh geez, i live you cheese!
Jedna kartka z Histori RedaGdzieś tam w Icy Towe* mieszkał z żoną , Cynde, Red . Red siedział w salonie na fotelu i wygrzewał sie przy kominku. A jego żona gotowała mu kolację. Na dworze panowała burza śnieżna, temperatura była na minusie, a przy drzwiach domu stanął jakiś dziwny fioleetowy smok.Jedna kartka z Histori Reda4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
- ja otworze! -po otwarciu drzwi...
- cześć kochanie- uśmiechnął się Spyro
- yyy... spyro?! juz sie dawno nie widzieliśmy.... odpowiedziała Cynder
- ale ja dalej cb kocham... ciągnął dalej
- CO on od cb chce kochanie?! zawołał Red
- nic, nic kotku...
- kotku?! uuu... widze że znalazłaś sobie nowego...
- tak, a to nie twoja sprawa!
- CO ON CHCE OD NAS?!
- WYNOCHA BRUDASIE !!!
- przepraszam pana.... czy pan wie, ze pan ma plame na ryju?
WON MI STĄD!!!
- kotku nie bij go!!
- nie mów do mnie kotku! co to ma znaczyć? TOTW