scotty225 Posted March 28, 2008 Share Posted March 28, 2008 but circles coil and life grows weary and each new vision sends eyes teary tomorrows trend is always dreary time to say goodnight. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
coyleys Posted March 28, 2008 Author Share Posted March 28, 2008 but circles coil and life grows weary and each new vision sends eyes teary tomorrows trend is always dreary time to say goodnight. Good one Scotty. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
pattricia Posted March 28, 2008 Share Posted March 28, 2008 but circles coil and life grows weary and each new vision sends eyes teary tomorrows trend is always dreary time to say goodnight. I like these little poems put on at random. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bassplayer Posted April 3, 2008 Share Posted April 3, 2008 I love this and how everyone can participate... heres a couple But with passing ages, life's simplicity has gone Technological superiority lives, click click switch it on Addicted fingertips tapping from dusk until dawn Life's rule is swift information From HD to Blue Ray must have larger screens Compatable to wirless so all must be seen Complete access to all areas are the must means I long for the pen and paper Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
shoeshine Posted April 6, 2008 Share Posted April 6, 2008 I hope you can make use of this contribution, coyleys. "You'll live for now!" the doctor said Standing at the end of the bed. "No worries then?" I replied Hope is truly eternal? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
coyleys Posted May 2, 2008 Author Share Posted May 2, 2008 I hope you can make use of this contribution, coyleys. "You'll live for now!" the doctor said Standing at the end of the bed. "No worries then?" I replied Hope is truly eternal? Sorry for the delay SS, but as I said this verse is really the answer to a previous verse, I thought if I wait someone will write a Prequel, but it is not to be, so here's my offer. We start to ache, we start to pain Dreaded thoughts run through our brain We see the doctor once again A quest for equanimity. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
coyleys Posted May 3, 2008 Author Share Posted May 3, 2008 I love this and how everyone can participate... heres a couple But with passing ages, life's simplicity has gone Technological superiority lives, click click switch it on Addicted fingertips tapping from dusk until dawn Life's rule is swift information From HD to Blue Ray must have larger screens Compatable to wirless so all must be seen Complete access to all areas are the must means I long for the pen and paper Nice one Bassplayer, I'll post that tomorrow. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
coyleys Posted May 4, 2008 Author Share Posted May 4, 2008 Thanks coyleys. I wasnt sure if mine was any good. possible retiremnt verse? A comfy chair to rest my bones. Want a clean bill of health and a warm home. My children now have kids of their own. The joyous circle of life. Yes this is another good one from Sheppo, but I think this needs to be an answer to a pervious verse, let’s see what we can come up with. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
coyleys Posted May 5, 2008 Author Share Posted May 5, 2008 How about this one? Any better suggestions? Pension day, it comes to fast Silver threads in the looking glass Creature comforts that’s all we ask Humble at heart I think what we need now is some on Marriage, love, maybe the regrets of an infidelity. The glories of childbirth, the first step, the first word. Our tears when we watch them walk down the aisle. ------- Well here's a start..... A chanced encounter, sweet music played. We danced to a ballad as our bodies swayed. Exchanging glances, no masquerade. La graine de l’amour. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jobee Posted October 17, 2008 Share Posted October 17, 2008 Blind Faith Psychosis. What is it then that makes them pray, that makes them creep and crawl all day, that makes them read some silly script, their pride and confidence slyly stripped ? What is it then that transfers their minds, to heavens and angels and spiritual kinds, to attend Cathedrals in little groups, then dress in robes as exemplar troops ? What is it then that makes them build, on fertile land where food was tilled, huge Mosques, and Cathedrals too, just to sing and confess anew? Does it help in anyway, to wile away the hours of day, dressed in best and on their knees, praying to anything and making pleas? Is it selfishness that makes them think, we all need them to cower and shrink, on our behalf at their request, so that our souls be sublimely blessed? The whiff of selfishness stirs the air, I think it’s just themselves they care, the work is easy and less to think, from competition they wilt and shrink. This God they advocate with fuss, when ask for proof they won’t discuss, O proof, O proof; what for you need ? the devils home you’ll go with speed. My lucid mind begins to stir, I’m in the hands of a blackmailer, I only ask; for what your sales? they came back as hard as nails. So business then shall prevail, In Woolworth’s by an honest sale, the Church an inquisition me thinks, proof of God surely brinks. jobee __________________ Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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