Write a poem!

[Asmodean]

Chakras? A poor rhyme, but better than nothing, yes? 

[OldGit]

Well ... I did have another word in mind, but  I didn't like to say it. 

[Asmodean]

but  I didn't like to say it. 

Why?  ???

[Hector Valdez]

Here's one:

I dance to primal heat that fills
nights as flowing mugs of beer.
I fear tomorrow, I'll be ill,
from all this Everclear.

[Gawen]

Wow Gaven, heady stuff.

Ummm...is that good or bad?

[Gawen]

Imagine going back in time
To innocence of early years
When you and I were always fine
We weren't bothered by careers

We didn't see the others' pain
One we have not yet had to share
For every loss there was a gain
Ripe to be had by those who dared

That time has passed into a dream
And age has claimed its rightful toll
In spite of dreams and winds of time
My friend, I miss you most of all

We saw blue skies and stormy weather
And rushed to see the world unknown
Back then we were alive together
Tonight we slowly die alone

Just did this one on the fly... Has no name yet and coherence may be missing here and there... Can't be bothered to re-read to check  

Total class!! Loved it!!

[Gawen]

They're after Asmo's  ... err ... what rhymes with 'attack us'?

Frack us?

[Asmodean]

Total class!! Loved it!!

Thank you. Mostly, people don't like my poetry much beause it tends to be... Less-than-happy. It is, however, the kind I do best.

Liked your stuff as well. Relatively light and easy reading 

[Hector Valdez]

All right, here's a non-form poem:

Born Again

This bowler hat is taped
and chained and glued
to my flesh colored balloon.

I suck air, and breathe out
helium. Go ahead, and mock
my tiny voice. Will you laugh

when it explodes and slings
brain tripe pozole and grease
underneath your fingertips?

[Ali]

I guess it does kind of look like a flesh balloon wearing a bowler hat.  Huh.

[xSilverPhinx]

I like some of the poems added here

[Stevil]

IDK

In the beginning of time
       Bang was big
       Do you dig
Born from neither reason nor rhyme

Beginning no certainty
       Cause and effect
       Had nought to infect
Infinite regress problem most certainly

Creation of many myth story
       Humans without pants
        Knowledge or ignorance
Tis a mystery of lost history

With power granted eternal
        Angry gods
        The first mods
Location Earth turned infernal

Scriptures of abundant metaphor
        Confusion
        Delusion
Creative interpretations galore

Critical reading of many a myth story
        Questions mound
        No answers found
Tis a mystery of lost history

[Hector Valdez]

Wow. That's awesome stevil.

[En_Route]

Something I prepared earlier:


On listening to The Pogues while my wife plants asparagus

Sweetie, please watch out for bees
'cos my ipod volume's set to max
and I won't hear your alto screams
above the more rumbustious tracks.

[Gawen]

With power granted eternal
        Angry gods
        The first mods

HA!...love that. Great poem, stevil!!