Sorry, I guess we will just stop then.
I am just not good at commenting on other people's poetry.
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- June 16th, 2015, 2:03 pm
- Forum: Poetry
- Topic: Report This Poem
- Replies: 7
- Views: 1534
- June 16th, 2015, 8:28 am
- Forum: Poetry
- Topic: Report This Poem
- Replies: 7
- Views: 1534
Report This Poem
This poem makes
sudden stops
keep a safe distance
if rambling erratically
call 1-800-badpoem
to report
uses poetic license
registered in
state of confusion
poet/operator.
~d.knape
sudden stops
keep a safe distance
if rambling erratically
call 1-800-badpoem
to report
uses poetic license
registered in
state of confusion
poet/operator.
~d.knape
- June 15th, 2015, 9:30 am
- Forum: Poetry
- Topic: Sinful Behavior
- Replies: 1
- Views: 461
Sinful Behavior
When at wits end
do yourself a favor,
pick a dish you desire
elect sinful behavior,
if it's against doctors orders
just ask for a waiver,
you've only one life
so let it be savored.
do yourself a favor,
pick a dish you desire
elect sinful behavior,
if it's against doctors orders
just ask for a waiver,
you've only one life
so let it be savored.
- June 13th, 2015, 10:45 am
- Forum: Poetry
- Topic: Black & White
- Replies: 0
- Views: 452
Black & White
I may be black
I may be white,
whatever I am
is just my plight
I could change
my spots,
just maybe
I might
But pigment
is permanent,
as black
and white
Can't wish
it away,
wish I may
wish I might
The choice
in the matter,
just a roll
of the dice
A bias can grow
but to be precise
it's never ...
I may be white,
whatever I am
is just my plight
I could change
my spots,
just maybe
I might
But pigment
is permanent,
as black
and white
Can't wish
it away,
wish I may
wish I might
The choice
in the matter,
just a roll
of the dice
A bias can grow
but to be precise
it's never ...
Helping
HELPING
A simple act of kindness
can never go away
It will be remembered
forever and always
For what is done for anyone
who needs a little help
Will stay with the one befriended
while enriching your own self.
~d.knape
A simple act of kindness
can never go away
It will be remembered
forever and always
For what is done for anyone
who needs a little help
Will stay with the one befriended
while enriching your own self.
~d.knape
- June 11th, 2015, 8:54 am
- Forum: Poetry
- Topic: Wager No Wounds
- Replies: 0
- Views: 533
Wager No Wounds
WAGER NO WOUNDS
When told of her son's
untimely demise
his mother gave these words
so motherly wise
Courage was one thing
my Jim never lacked
"I'll wager no wounds
were found in his back"
Not one to back off
or run from a fight
my Jim always fought
for what he thought right
He would have never ...
When told of her son's
untimely demise
his mother gave these words
so motherly wise
Courage was one thing
my Jim never lacked
"I'll wager no wounds
were found in his back"
Not one to back off
or run from a fight
my Jim always fought
for what he thought right
He would have never ...
- June 10th, 2015, 7:30 am
- Forum: Poetry
- Topic: Liking Facebook
- Replies: 0
- Views: 459
Liking Facebook
LIKING FACEBOOK
I don't like
"liking"
I don't like the phony term
"like us on Facebook"
I don't like Facebook
period
I don't want to be your "friend"
I've got enough problems
I don't really care if
you have kids or pets or summer vacations
I don't like your crummy photograph
I don't like to ...
I don't like
"liking"
I don't like the phony term
"like us on Facebook"
I don't like Facebook
period
I don't want to be your "friend"
I've got enough problems
I don't really care if
you have kids or pets or summer vacations
I don't like your crummy photograph
I don't like to ...
Lap Cats
LAP CATS
No better time
is there, alas
than when your lap
holds purring cats
And add to that
this certain fact,
no heart is cold
when warmed
by cats!
~d.knape
No better time
is there, alas
than when your lap
holds purring cats
And add to that
this certain fact,
no heart is cold
when warmed
by cats!
~d.knape
- June 9th, 2015, 11:48 am
- Forum: Poetry
- Topic: Passing Train
- Replies: 0
- Views: 475
Passing Train
Passing Train
A horn
that blew
whoo whoo
was blamed
We were
queued
and thus
detained
All things
will pass
the old
refrain
It too
explains
this passing
train.
~d.knape
A horn
that blew
whoo whoo
was blamed
We were
queued
and thus
detained
All things
will pass
the old
refrain
It too
explains
this passing
train.
~d.knape
IF
IF
If we lead our lives
with only IFS,
if we'd done that
if we'd done this
What nagging questions
will persist,
what happiness
we surely miss
One chance in life
is all we get,
we must dare more
less we regret
The truth in life
is only this,
we must do more
than only IFS.
~d.knape
If we lead our lives
with only IFS,
if we'd done that
if we'd done this
What nagging questions
will persist,
what happiness
we surely miss
One chance in life
is all we get,
we must dare more
less we regret
The truth in life
is only this,
we must do more
than only IFS.
~d.knape
- June 6th, 2015, 7:43 pm
- Forum: Poetry
- Topic: Name Change
- Replies: 4
- Views: 1105
Re: Name Change
Dear Miss
we guess,
if you
insist,
as per
request,
we'll call
you Mist.
we guess,
if you
insist,
as per
request,
we'll call
you Mist.
- June 6th, 2015, 8:12 am
- Forum: Poetry
- Topic: Addressing The Problem
- Replies: 1
- Views: 471
Addressing The Problem
As a man I must confess
I am mostly with sex obsessed-
a common trait most men possess
is addressing gals speaking to their breasts!
I am mostly with sex obsessed-
a common trait most men possess
is addressing gals speaking to their breasts!
- June 5th, 2015, 9:04 am
- Forum: Poetry
- Topic: Magnifying Glass
- Replies: 0
- Views: 426
Magnifying Glass
Magnifying Glass
A poem is like
a magnifying glass
held over
one particular subject
the poet chooses
what is to be examined
focusing on
on the intricacies of
a singular thing
turning it over in his mind
to get a closer understanding
the poet is the technician
trying to analyze ...
A poem is like
a magnifying glass
held over
one particular subject
the poet chooses
what is to be examined
focusing on
on the intricacies of
a singular thing
turning it over in his mind
to get a closer understanding
the poet is the technician
trying to analyze ...
- June 3rd, 2015, 8:32 am
- Forum: Poetry
- Topic: By Accident
- Replies: 1
- Views: 584
By Accident
BY ACCIDENT
This morning, 4:54am
(I get up early because sleeping is
like an engine on idle, and I hate to be idle)
I was getting dressed and somehow pressed
(by accident)
the button on my car remote
that had buried itself deep
within my pants pocket
and
as if in a bad dream I heard the scream ...
This morning, 4:54am
(I get up early because sleeping is
like an engine on idle, and I hate to be idle)
I was getting dressed and somehow pressed
(by accident)
the button on my car remote
that had buried itself deep
within my pants pocket
and
as if in a bad dream I heard the scream ...
TODAY
TODAY
Today is the most important thing.
It's perfect when it arrives.
It willingly places itself into our hands.
It hopes we've learned something from yesterday.
It must be carefully spent until it fades into tomorrow.
~d.knape
Today is the most important thing.
It's perfect when it arrives.
It willingly places itself into our hands.
It hopes we've learned something from yesterday.
It must be carefully spent until it fades into tomorrow.
~d.knape