Poets Corner

[grimleybob]

I'm sure there are plenty of you out there who have written the odd poem. So lets here them.

Original work only

I'll start it off with one I wrote many years ago, a true story entitled Roberts Rabbit

Robert wanted a little pet

He thought He'd like a rabbit

He promised to feed and clean it out

If his mother would let him have it

With nails and bits of orange box

he built a little hutch

and he finally got the Bunny

he wanted oh so much

The cleaning out and feeding

at first he did adore

but it wasn't very long before

it all became a chore

one day passed without her food

and the rabbit wasn't happy

when it happened once again

she became quite snappy

When cleaning out the beast one day

he allowed his hand to linger

so the rabbit siezed her chance to bite

a chunk out of his finger

There's not much point in having a pet

when you cannot even touch her

so he put her in a cardboardbox

and sold her to the butcher

The moral of the story is

a plain and simple one

if you bite the hand that dosen't feed you

Stewpot here you come

[jazzbo]

At someone's suggestion I wrote a poem in the late 80s about the Alaska Oil Spill -- I haven't a copy -- it was about 5 or 6 stanzas but I only remember the last 2 lines:

Forgive us, our captain, our fate if you please

We were ALL on that tanker -- The Exxon Valdiz

[grimleybob]

At someone's suggestion I wrote a poem in the late 80s about the Alaska Oil Spill -- I haven't a copy -- it was about 5 or 6 stanzas but I only remember the last 2 lines:

Forgive us, our captain, our fate if you please

We were ALL on that tanker -- The Exxon Valdiz

very deep but probabley true

[lonewolf99]

At someone's suggestion I wrote a poem in the late 80s about the Alaska Oil Spill -- I haven't a copy -- it was about 5 or 6 stanzas but I only remember the last 2 lines:

Forgive us, our captain, our fate if you please

We were ALL on that tanker -- The Exxon Valdiz

very deep but probabley true

There was a young girl from Isaan.

Who dined on Chilli and Som Tam

Sadly, It gave her horrendously bad breath.

So strong was the odour. Her Farrang man told her it was all over.....

Even though he loved her to death.......

[richardjm65]

Bumpety-bump, over the dog,

Dog die

Mai pen rai.

[grimleybob]

THE LAST DUEL

His coat once sleek and black

Now matted with sweat and dust

The bull, once proud

Now waits to die

Picador’s lances have done their job

The fire now gone he stands dripping in blood

Ole Ole the crowd all sing

As the executioner enters the ring

Ole Ole the crowd all say

Just one more bull

And we’ll call it a day

With sharpened reflex he taunts the bull

Until the time has come when

With one thrust of sword

He must sever the spinal cord

But the bull decides he’s not about to die

And if with one last lunge he could gore

He’d try to even up the score

With thrust of blade

The crowd all sigh

As a pointed horn

Rips open a thigh

And with nostrils flared and eyes of fire

Rippling muscles no longer tired

He turns to finish off the job

With broken limbs and ruptured spleen

The Matadore plays out his die-ing scene

The Bull now proud

Kneels before the silent crowd

And with one last contented sigh

Rolls over in the dust to die

Robert Grimshaw 1990

[Thaddeus]

Bumpety-bump, over the dog,

Dog die

Mai pen rai.

Smashing.

Isaan fields of green

Isaan fields of light

Some of the locals

Take dumps in them at night

[Totster]

Bumpety-bump, over the dog,

Dog die

Mai pen rai.

Smashing.

Isaan fields of green

Isaan fields of light

Some of the locals

Take dumps in them at night

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Spat the beer out at that one..

totster