Re: Spitfires Poems

[QUOTE=spitfire;274896]For me a rhyme comes from nowhere
There is no time to stew
Off the cuff, improvised
The only way to make it new
If you have to think or deliberate
Is it really you
Don't regard
Prove your hard
Come on let's have a go.[/QUOTE


Offa the Dyke
Liked to be called MIke
IT was a little quirk of hers
When she went out with her big black bike
SHe was known to swear & curse

Re: Spitfires Poems

I put a few words down
Everyone clapped
I laid down a few more
And was backslapped
Egged on I extensionalised
The response was to deride
Just goes to show
Typing too much texted comment
Can be verbal suicide.

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"All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players:
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his time plays many parts"


The Bard. from"As you like it"

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Alone, in the Zone
Nowt to do but groan
No need for a Mobile Phone
Whatever happened to the Ozone
Should I step up to the plate
Or should I just Prevaricate
The mood I need to gauge
After exchanging a walk on part in a war
For a lead role in a cage.

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When God looked on her creation
She wondered what she'd done?
She knew she'd given them free will
but this no longer fun

The love he'd given had turned to lust
they peddled it for cash
defending turned to outright wars
fueled by drugs, cocaine and hash

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This little box we type into
Can cause much clamour
Of cry and hue

But stop and think
Is it worth the anguish
The bile the stink

Type outside the box
No recognition
But no pox

Resort to thought
No fingers, thumbs
Just a reality report

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this so called 'box' we type in
is as big as big can be
there are no sides around it
it's universe you see

and as I speak out loud to screen
it 'types' for me my hidden themes
my thoughts spring out spontaneous
is this for real or just concussed?

I watch my fingers everyday
and they are withering away
The thumbs recedes at faster pace
Soon no longer human race?

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I'm misconstrued
And thought as Rude
Result subdued
But to justify
may imply
I'm being Wry
Why would that be
Is it me
Just for glee
Or is it you
Causing ado
Clever you.

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pot
kettle
pot
kettle
pot
probably

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Posts 28 and 29 .......
Mighty fine - mighty fine ......