Write With Me In Writer's Creek

YOU REALLY HAVE TO WATCH
to feel what I experience- Jimmy and Janny
In All enlight-ment, and awareness of fun..

I have spent three days in all countries on all poetry sites, and OP's
crown, but Op is loosing citizens, and there are sources trip wiring,
(I have my sources of trojans, and funk) on all sites.
Why we eat beans, and foreclose our homes, when these folks
Are getting it all, GOLDEN BONES....

I am throwing a ball, can you catch?

Is OUR Gas Money for a Poetry Game Show, Maybe/Talvez?




They blocked this one: A must see, Right Click it into a new window:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mR8_Pgts5Wg&feature=related





Do the Math. Im a Poet, not a mathimeticratical, lol- Fumes,
lets drink-lets swim-

I' am for the youth, but the youth are forced to be radical over the rich-
and fight for the radical rich-
Lets's war in words....I'am sick of the rich running game on POETS.

Are you a DUCK?

I must be.........not, because I can walk for miles
Believe that…

Sins in Comedy May Not Be a Tragedy

Deaf to traffic, Blind to Static
I ‘m a rope-less, dope-less romantic
Reality Pinching crush- a lobster
I’m a flying eroticopter

Khlouds, khlouds
Making the winds loud,
Laughing out loud
I went e-surfing to arabia
Bent out on heaven trivia
My Queen loves her Mickey Mouse rob
I can shove a flute through a cobra’s nose

Look at the them flatn’ the floor
The new mop and glo- formula for-?
I’m an American Mother Sinner
Doh, I’m not no beginner,
swole

Gimme what you got, wax toe gold
I frack’n love it, let’s all have a harem foe
Cume+, on a website, and leak a dream
Der this and Der that, this's poetry not rap Kareem

El English like Oaks, Tennessee sap
Smokey, smokey bit of jokey
Just look around there's all sorts of traps
Like I said what’s up with these gaps

Ever long, ever living laughter
Find your own crown longing rafter

The cry, kneel to the vagina
And die to the dollar of china
History is just, lusting sick
Kissame on i Florida, d'ck
Lap it up, diddles, spittle’s and bits
Sins in comedy we’re made from spit
Spit, spatical, f'ck a radical
You're my comedy tragical'

puff, magical!!!!

So you say what you say, but put it in poet form as well..


Swim in the creek with me…
Before the poetic youth starve like you and me….

Premonition Bonuses for Thought:



Song Lyrics but this song was published before 9-11
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Wired were the eyes of a horse on a jet pilot
One that smiled when he flew over the bay
Wired were the eyes of a horse on a jet pilot
One that smiled when he flew over the bay

My horse is a shackled old man
His, his remorse, was that he couldn't survey
the skies, right before
right before they went grey
my horse and my remorse
flying over our great bay

Wired were the eyes of a horse on a jet pilot
One that smiled when he flew over the bay
Wired were the eyes of a horse on a jet pilot
One that smiled when he flew over the bay

My source, is the source of all creation
Her, discourse, is that we all don't survey
The skies, right before
Right before they go grey
My source, and my remorse
Flying over our great bay

Wired were the eyes of a horse on a jet pilot
One that smiled when he flew over the bay





There is a pop quiz for you Americans on/in the video you have to click for?
When the waters get rapid pick up the pace!!!

So glap your glands for all glam...of gume

Last edited by WordSlinger 11-19-2010 at 01:06:12 AM

RE: Write With Me In Writer's Creek

Last edited by cousinsoren 11-20-2010 at 04:03:35 AM

RE: Write With Me In Writer's Creek/ THESE VIDEOS

Hey, THANKS


Hey, I am enjoying them. I wonder how large is now our viewing clientele, and is appreciation growing?

Excellent videos with a cup of tea, coffee, chocolate or a bag of pop corm
......

Last edited by cousinsoren 11-20-2010 at 03:50:59 AM

RE: RE: Write With Me In Writer's Creek/ THESE VIDEOS

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I think I will have the popcorn, and watch the show from somewhere
out back........GOOD SHOW, IT WAS...............

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Quote:

Originally Posted by cousinsoren

Hey, THANKS


Hey, I am enjoying them. I wonder how large is now our viewing clientele, and is appreciation growing?

Excellent videos with a cup of tea, coffee, chocolate or a bag of pop corm
......

RE: Write With Me In Writer's Creek

oh oh you reminded me of popcorn-

The Adventures of Popcorn

Popcorn lives in a home theater in the basement.
he wears a yellow raincoat that’s slippery
and bathes himself with salt.
popcorn snaps and crackles
within his husky skin especially on
July 4th, his favorite holiday.

Popcorn works at Cinema 7
and loves to eat Twizzlers.
He vacations in the desert where
he basks in the sun on a rock, waiting
for his heart to explode with joy.

Popcorn hangs out at night with his friends
Corn Chips and Candy Corn.
He loves to hide out in large red and white
boxes and oversized buckets
which are greatly overrated.

Popcorn is an escape artist
who extracts Jiffy Pop out
of that nasty foil bubble,
sets his brothers free,
then hangs out by a campfire
with his girlfriend, Marshmallow,
who is fluffy and white, soft
and squishy, quite the
opposite of her crisp,
snappy, right hand man, Colonel Corn.

For an exotic treat she covers Popcorn with
gooey caramel and sticks herself to him.
Who could blame her?
Popcorn had to be tamed.

RE: Write With Me In Writer's Creek

GINGA THAT WAS FRIGGIN PRICELESS.........LOVED IT. I THINK I WILL HAVE TO WRITE AN ODE TO DONUTS. MY FAV LATE NIGHT SNACK.

RE: Write With Me In Writer's Creek

I just had to since cousin and gogant were talking popcorn...LOL!

RE: Write With Me In Writer's Creek

Im just speechless

RE: Write With Me In Writer's Creek

The creek got weak as my knees
then there's these

got 15 brothers and sisters
you dont believe?

Patty
Laurie
Rob (he passed).... *God i miss him* *sob*
Jon/Melinda twins
Jeff
Jay (he passed too) *My saint*
Danny on the run
Susie
Gail
Jodine, Anella, Mary... yes triplets dont that sound scary?
Vicki
Jan
and then Me
Eddie, I am the sixteenth

Is there any wonder why my knees are weak?
Robbed of precious calcium?
Maybe
Used to be the smallest
now at 5 foot 8 the tallest
not too tall
but not too small
now two boys of my own the same
Platinum blond hair
and music will be our gain
I hope in the end
you
dont find this to sound too lame

Last edited by Musicmynded1 02-08-2011 at 05:55:58 PM

RE: Write With Me In Writer's Creek

My but wouldn't I love to see poetry so respected here...I am tired of all the cloned wannabe singers with stars in their eyes. I think I'd appreciate them more if they were Joni Mitchells or James Taylors...what ever happened to them? Now they're all so...conveyor belted. I hear there are countries that consider their poets to be natural treasures...perhaps I'll travel there.

I've been doing readings for the local Poetry Society. It seems I've been bitten (and smitten) by the performance bug. The smiles and applause an instant gratification that cannot be duplicated by the internet.

Peace.
JL

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AAah Haa.. so my long term plan is working... To have great stories, melodies and music without question.. and wait long enough for people to realize that the music scene needs someone just like me... *Yeay!!*... good lookin out JL.. it's music fans like you that help me take large steps forward.

RE: RE: Write With Me In Writer's Creek

Quote:

Originally Posted by ginga

oh oh you reminded me of popcorn-

The Adventures of Popcorn

Popcorn lives in a home theater in the basement.
he wears a yellow raincoat that’s slippery
and bathes himself with salt.
popcorn snaps and crackles
within his husky skin especially on
July 4th, his favorite holiday.

Popcorn works at Cinema 7
and loves to eat Twizzlers.
He vacations in the desert where
he basks in the sun on a rock, waiting
for his heart to explode with joy.

Popcorn hangs out at night with his friends
Corn Chips and Candy Corn.
He loves to hide out in large red and white
boxes and oversized buckets
which are greatly overrated.

Popcorn is an escape artist
who extracts Jiffy Pop out
of that nasty foil bubble,
sets his brothers free,
then hangs out by a campfire
with his girlfriend, Marshmallow,
who is fluffy and white, soft
and squishy, quite the
opposite of her crisp,
snappy, right hand man, Colonel Corn.

For an exotic treat she covers Popcorn with
gooey caramel and sticks herself to him.
Who could blame her?
Popcorn had to be tamed.

RE: RE: Write With Me In Writer's Creek

Quote:

Originally Posted by ginga

oh oh you reminded me of popcorn-

The Adventures of Popcorn

Popcorn lives in a home theater in the basement.
he wears a yellow raincoat that’s slippery
and bathes himself with salt.
popcorn snaps and crackles
within his husky skin especially on
July 4th, his favorite holiday.

Popcorn works at Cinema 7
and loves to eat Twizzlers.
He vacations in the desert where
he basks in the sun on a rock, waiting
for his heart to explode with joy.

Popcorn hangs out at night with his friends
Corn Chips and Candy Corn.
He loves to hide out in large red and white
boxes and oversized buckets
which are greatly overrated.

Popcorn is an escape artist
who extracts Jiffy Pop out
of that nasty foil bubble,
sets his brothers free,
then hangs out by a campfire
with his girlfriend, Marshmallow,
who is fluffy and white, soft
and squishy, quite the
opposite of her crisp,
snappy, right hand man, Colonel Corn.

For an exotic treat she covers Popcorn with
gooey caramel and sticks herself to him.
Who could blame her?
Popcorn had to be tamed.