idealdabbler Posted September 16, 2007 Report Share Posted September 16, 2007 There was a dabblerWho met a babblerSaid the dabbler to the babblerWhat lines are these, so apt to pleaseDo you have them in a book?Said the babbler to the dabblerJust a shot in the breeze, like a burp or a sneezeSo just let me off the hook. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Rev.Fred Posted September 16, 2007 Report Share Posted September 16, 2007 my little piglets threesave some food for meIts like im feeding a horseno niblets left for me of course.Got to wait til the darkness of night to sneak and hope you don't hear the ding and turn on the light...... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Qryos Posted September 18, 2007 Author Report Share Posted September 18, 2007 ~ Just a note.A short bit to say nothing much.Well, you know...That I love & miss you & such...Just a note.Just a fast shotBad aim may have hit you?It is a random ramble...So are ya caught?Feeling it may be true?Poetry is a gamble... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest dirtydog Posted September 19, 2007 Report Share Posted September 19, 2007 If todayis yesterday's tomorrow,Then what is tomorrows,yesterday today? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Whirling Dervish Posted September 19, 2007 Report Share Posted September 19, 2007 my little piglets threesave some food for meIts like im feeding a horseno niblets left for me of course.Got to wait til the darkness of night to sneak and hope you don't hear the ding and turn on the light......LoL! I hear ya! I'm sorry mommy! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lachrymal Posted September 19, 2007 Report Share Posted September 19, 2007 salty as your thighs Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Qryos Posted September 20, 2007 Author Report Share Posted September 20, 2007 ~ Good grief Lachy, had to go back to the first page for that! My tears salty as your thighsparting my solitudeabout me That a problem? Yes, I have written some 'salty' stuff Sweat on melet me taste your bodywithin withoutcomplete this beast together unleashedroaring together Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Theresa Posted September 21, 2007 Report Share Posted September 21, 2007 SearchingI lost your wordsYour soft caressSilent and unheardImages of tendernessTheresa Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Phillipe Posted September 22, 2007 Report Share Posted September 22, 2007 Just one more breakdownThat's all I needOne more and I can leave the stageLeaving the choice roles To the other playersJust one more failureThat's all it'll takeOne more and I can call it quitsLeaving the optimismTo those capable of itJust one more anythingThat'll be itOne last one and I cash in Leaving this stinking lifeTo whoever wants it Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Theresa Posted September 22, 2007 Report Share Posted September 22, 2007 Thank You (for Phil)Snuggled in the armchair,The phone is cradled to my ear.I'm waiting on the operator,The connection seems to take so long-It's your voice I want to hear.Your voice is soft and smooth,Like a drop of honey mead.The weights drop from my shouldersAs you give me your assurancesAnd placate all my needs.Thank you for being there,For your patience through the years,For allowing me the space to grow,The freedom to make my own mistakes,And soothing away my tears.Theresa Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Phillipe Posted September 22, 2007 Report Share Posted September 22, 2007 Thank you, sweetheart. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Theresa Posted September 22, 2007 Report Share Posted September 22, 2007 You helped me more than you'll ever know, just by being there when I needed you.Love, Theresa Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Qryos Posted September 22, 2007 Author Report Share Posted September 22, 2007 ~ And so friends sigh...A good sigh! Not a cry,it's a fine friend to depend upon when too deep & can't find sleep & need is found profound in a voice. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Phillipe Posted September 29, 2007 Report Share Posted September 29, 2007 And now, once again, changing directions...Sweating and puffingI can't keep goingI try, but my legs are giving outI feel that familiar dizziness coming onThat rush of blood through my bodyThat heat rising upwardI use my arms to support myselfBut to no availI collapse downwardWhy did I ever decide to do this many push-ups? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Bel Posted September 29, 2007 Report Share Posted September 29, 2007 Will you get bored with me, my love?If I climb inside myself to think for an hour, a day, a week?Or will you wait patiently?Knowing the light in my eyes will return.Knowing I would never leave you. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Bel Posted September 29, 2007 Report Share Posted September 29, 2007 More from the dim corners of my mind.I chose to walk this path alone.It's better that way.Some doors should never be opened,Some thoughts never given voice.It's better that way.Keep it all inside,Stand strong, alone against the gale,Climb higher, faster, up that mountain.There is peace at the top.It's better this way. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Phillipe Posted September 29, 2007 Report Share Posted September 29, 2007 Nice. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Bel Posted September 30, 2007 Report Share Posted September 30, 2007 Nice. Thank you Darlin'. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Rev.Fred Posted September 30, 2007 Report Share Posted September 30, 2007 The only thing that keeps me alive....You are the happiest sorrowthere is no time for me to borrowI love to watch you learn and growknowing it sends my heart one inch closer to the gallowsWatching the crawls walks runs and leapssmiling even though my soul gently weeps.... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
idealdabbler Posted September 30, 2007 Report Share Posted September 30, 2007 Will you get bored with me, my love?If I climb inside myself to think for an hour, a day, a week?Or will you wait patiently?Knowing the light in my eyes will return.Knowing I would never leave you.I really identify with this. Well-crafted, short, but eloquent. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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