I got hurt feelings

Derp_Diggler

come out, come out, poets, from whereever you are
and brighten this thread with your lyrical star
stand up and stand out for all to see
the whimsy and joy of your own poetry

do not hesitate, do not fear or be shy
for all stars may twinkle in this open sky:
metered and rhymed or unmetered and free
somber or giddy; lengthy or brief

in eras past verse was highly esteemed
these days, it seems, it needs to be redeemed
from an age and a culture unkind to the arts:
distractions wrack minds; ennui engulfs hearts

do not rob yourself! do not abdicate
the power, the privilege, the right to create
every man, every woman, every child on earth
is baptized by the fire of art at birth

come out, come out artists, from whereever you are
and brighten this thread with your creative star
stand up and stand out for all to see
your own art's power and majesty

...or just post dirty limericks. that's fine with me. :bigsmile:

Awesome! :flowerforyou:

adlace

Tally HO! This thread is back!
time to wax poetic, like a maniac
I won't take any flack
I'm catching a cold, or maybe I'm just a hypochondriac
could be I just need a snack
after the laughing attack
for I just learned that the Face of Bo. was once Handsome Jack
That silly Doctor Who,and the whole time/space track...

greetstrz

I'm so glad you poets have kept this thread going,
it's adding your words, that keeps the thing growing.

Though I think in rhyme when I do my runs,
though I'll make up stories when I work on my guns,
though I create new words when I'm on a long walk,
though I'll answer in rhyme when I'm having a talk....

...I haven't been able to find my way back here,
so maybe I lied and I can disappear.
Or maybe it's just that I can not outrhyme,
that a day has 24 hours and no extra time.
If my life was a sportsgame, I would earn extra seconds,
every virus that caught me, every unruly presence,
every time that I tripped, every time the train 's late,
I would be granted a minute and the day would inflate.
So I could come up here way more often,
this haven of words, and you people that soften,
all of my hurts, in body and mind.
Time acts like a guard and it keeps me confined.

catita1025

Welcome back OP to this wonderful post
I read all the way through that’s better than most
I laughed and I giggled and gave such guffaws
At the wonderful verses. Applause, oh applause!
As I chew my dinner, a salad I enjoy
I wonder about the words that I can employ
To keep this thread going ‘cause I want to see more
Of the possible verses – just what is in store
For all of us readers? We are fans can’t you tell
Of the wordsmiths among us who craft a such a spell?
With their rhymes and their meter that goes on and on
I hope it continues well past the next dawn!

JuanitaLynne

This thread's so friggin funny
It's made my day sunny...

:-)

lemonsnowdrop

Now you may all think I'm an amatuer poet
My weight loss is new
(Though I already know it)
But I have been writing since before I was fighting
To lose these fat flabs which are quite frightening
And this thread has proven to be quite enlightening

I want a good steak and some Pringles to stuff
Down in my gut, but my belly would puff!
So instead I might have some asparagus spears
And an Oreo or two (to help dry my tears)
As I cry for the Pringles that have since disappeared

RECowgill

Hey there's activity, it's not completely dead,
Let's see what comes spilling out of my fat little head,
Not much I guarantee but something for sure,
Just don't expect it to be too beautiful or too pure.

That's not my MO, it's not my style,
I won't even keep you for that long of a while,
Cause it's not the volume but rather the value of words,
That keeps you feeding here like so many birds.

One more set of thoughts before I flee,
It's about us's and them's and you's and me,
I use incorrect plurality because it is fun,
That's all I have to say now, my work here is done.

(Going to mcd's)

lemonsnowdrop

Enjoy your McDonald's, enjoy it I say!
But still remain healthy at the end of the day
That place had betrayed me a good while ago
When they tossed the Angus Mushroom burger out the window

Dewymorning

I got hurt feelings.

michellemybelll

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9zI3_pnUU3k&feature=kp

LOL this is all fantastic.

moya_rargh

Takin' back da power, whompin' s*** in da shower.
Muthaf***in' water droplets, 50 miles an hour.
Swimmin'in an ocean of shampoos, gels an' lotion.
Towel dry my f***in' a$$crack, back an' forth motion.

tomaspetro

being*****s couldn't *** ***** person
synergistic coug*** we*** a ** worsen
jiggling fl*** upon the***** in** quagmire
folding my f** into ************** desire

RECowgill

I got hurt teeth they're all throbbing in my skull,
Tie some strings around them I could use a hearty pull,
Not one or two I think... at least 4 or 5,
The pain is so intense it's a miracle I'm alive.

Ok not 5 more like 6 maybe 8,
Hurry up and yank them before it gets too late!
My mouth is held together with old mudpies and gum,
Tiny ropes and woodboards nailed in... geez do I feel dumb.

I made some bad decisions, ones I can't take back,
Hurt feels would be an improvement, I'd gladly take that Mack.
In fact I have no gums left it's all just twig and bone,
This is only manageable with a steady diet of hydrocodone.

I eat the pills like candy in fact it's all I injest,
It would fit my macros if I could only eat the rest,
Ok I have one real tooth left it's hiding out in back,
Please don't take that one, cut it some toothy slack.

It needs a break, just like me, it's the only one,
Please give me some hurt feels instead then I could feel done.

tomaspetro

Not quite done. Don't give me the last word.

When uncomfortable content comes to mind,
choice of words can seem unkind.
Offense please, none be taken
cause I'm talkin' bout constipatin'.

Yes, the malady of grunt and groan,
gritted teeth and spitting foam,
sweating brow and efforts spurned,
perhaps some calories should be earned!

Effort vast throughout my tail,
all, it seems, to no avail.
Butt, before I leave a bloody trail,
the cure for me is in this tale.

Prunes I tried, and apples too,
carrots peas and fibrous food,
chocolate and whole wheat crackers,
and other things(all non lip-smackers).

Finally and gladly found,
rewarding me with plopping sound.
Magical, my new found fruit,
rewarding me with more than toot!

No need, my friends, to pull my hair,
normal now, I sit in chair.
Fist raised high I do declare,
my savior is the lowly pear!

RaspberryKeytoneBoondoggle

Although I read, although I stared
Regarding poop I haven't cared

I'm reaching deftly for my tissue
But constipation's not an issue

And so I quest and so I thrive
For other goals, or four or five

I think the one that's here to stay
Is just to keep the pounds away.

tomaspetro

you made laugh, for that I'm pleased
after all, I could'a sneezed
Thanks so much for bustin my bubble
I hope it tweren't too much trouble
I got goals, I've seen to that
they had to wait wait for one good bowel movement.

tennisdude2004

I like to work real hard on my tennis swing,
As you can tell from my name tennis is sort of my thing
But when I finally manage to hit a wonder shoot
Nobody comments, no one gives a jot.

I've got hurt feelings, I've got hurt feeling
You could of least said well done dude.
I've got hurt feelings, I've got hurt feelings.
I think you're just damn right rude!

tomaspetro

for cryin out loud, quit your complainin
do somthin now to hold your pain in
Look at the size of your partner in tennis
surely ain't some big time menace
looks 2 foot six and that with shoes
you been drinkin some stinkin booze?
besides if you did hit a wonder shoot
I simply wouldn't give a hoot.

dirtmagnets

Before this week I wasn't brave enough
to venture into this forum for it seemed rough
But now I am here and I've found this great thread
And I've laughed 'til I've cried and then shook my head
You're stuck with me now, I hope you don't mind
I had no idea that HERE my people I'd find...

I have a sick, coughing kid - he is only three
and staying up nights with him is hindering me
Today my mind is not as sharp as I'd like
So I'll end my poem now and go back to the tyke.

tomaspetro

How dare you, I say, claim lack of courage
4 kids in tow like a barbarian scourge.
dirt magnets are they, not you my friend
and one who is sick, your life's got a trend
keep writing rhymes if they make you happy
and get those kids to take a long nappy.