Best Drop Me A Line Poems
My friends who Ive missed ive been gone awhile working on a book
and while working on that book i had a idea i know thats scary huh?
Well I wanted to start a group or site that just wasnt out there for poets a get togather
almost bar or pub enviroment.
a place free of the clowns who come on these sites only to hassle fellow poets.
And I have created just that a invite only site or as i call it the poetry pub.
Its got chat rooms message boards music you can upload photos
start your own groups.
i started it i run it so all i need is people to be part of it.
its free to join and its invite only please check it out if ya wanna be part of a one of a kind
site then send me a soup mail all i need is for yato send me your email and i'll send ya a
invite its that easy Fellow souper gary la buda is already a memeber and if you have any
doubts just ask him about the site
please join it will be something you truely wont regret
thank you my friends drop me a line and come join the poetry pub.
grab a pint and join some good friends
once again no catches no bs please contact me
thank you my friends
That will be fine
Drop me a line
Then we will meet
Some place some time
For a nice chat
Over a glass of wine
Or lemonade and lime.
B logs
L ifes notes
O f outpouring thoughts
G iving new
S lants.
he's no musician
those aren't love songs he wrote
they're computer program notes
I slipped away in the nanosecond
it took him to blink
he doesn't know what hit him
maybe a floppy disk
falling from the sky
then again, it could've been
a hard drive
someone needs to hit his system reset button
it ain't me
some other girl can pickup
his dropped parity bit
or worry if everything she says
is word perfect
I've been through his disk drive wringer
probed by his oscilloscope
and had my best chips blown
now I'm sitting by my abacus
a smile on my lips
he can count me out
no modem's attached to my phone
drop me a line in pencil or ink
when you're powered down
then we can backspace delete
alt control home
Dear Jane,
I write this letter ‘cause I’m not in love with you.
I’ve also been unfaithful as I’ve had your mother too.
I really sad it happened but I cannot change the past,
but my tears are now forgotten as I know I’m free at last.
If you are now unhappy take some comfort in your pain
by the memory of our meeting and our trips down lover’s lane.
Where in me you found perfection and the lessons you did learn
that will help you get another,……..your libido may return.
If your mum should ever leave you would you please drop me a line.
You could live on with your father and I know you’ll both be fine.
For your mum had more about her and my every need she fed
and also I’d remember you each time we went to bed!
John
Dreary morning goes to bright array
As the clouds move away.
Body feeling warm from sun ray
As it brightens my day.
Having friends far away
Brighten my day
When they drop me a line.
Such warmth from their love
Brightens the dreariest day.
A cool wind blows
As the snow disappears
From the bright rays.
Just like seeing smiles
Upon their cheeks.
Musical seranades
Dances like warm breezes
Upon our souls.
Son why don’t you call and tell me you’re fine;
I am out of my mind with the worry.
Fun are you having ... just drop me a line;
why not text, words could fly in a flurry.
Hun, please contact me, just give me a sign
sigh...what’s it with kids, mine does not hurry!
Today you sent me photos of Venice
Hooray you’ve arrived - I’m relieved Dennis!
Rima Ottava Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Charles Messina
10 syllables per line – how many syllables
6/6/19
my mission to tie all loose ends ~ I work on the web, drop me a line
17 syllables
Contest: If I were a Super Hero
Sponsor: JCB Burl
Placed 1st
30th Aug 2020
Got a new app on my phone called Line
Thought that it was working just fine
But others said they couldn't find me
The answer to why I just couldn't see
Then a kind friend came along
Said the only way to hear her song
Find the page with the silhouette in the top left
To tap my own name required no heft
Once I touched edit profile
Saw what I needed; started to smile
User ID settings needed my identification
Friends can then reach me, good communication.
Rather than crank up the heat...
and ratchet up global warming
like bubbling vegetable stew
with tsk... tsk... heard
courtesy Greta Thunberg,
who would utter "how dare you..."
I bundle with layers to stave off cold
energy efficiency drilled courtesy
me late mother conserving
nonrenewable resources she extolled
now ewe best heed following suggestion
wool worth 3d printing than wearing
a sheep doubled over
along dotted line to fold
cuz expending (fossil fuel)
leaving carbon footprint
would immediately being lectured
by ecology conscious eldest daughter,
(a University of Pennsylvania
biomedical engineering alumna)
who would mildly scold.
Myself and thee missus holed up
here within Highland Manor Apartments
(unit B44 in case you wanna drop me a line)
we're here moost every cold December day
sipping warm cup
of our favorite beverage
exotic coffee latte brew
suits this muttering pup
actually yours truly
a doggone ole
long haired pencil necked geezer.
He can be found moost any given warm Green Day
shuffling along boulevard of broken dreams
overhead skies colored rosy gunmetal gray
occasional huff fro zen cloud slashing solar ray
heating inside cozy nook,
though outside temperature brisk,
nevertheless for winter quite balmy
while I sit here heavily clad,
hence yours truly quite toasty within
perfect weather for wedding,
especially one hashtagged December/May.
After dusk i.e. established misnomer known as sunset
occurs 4:36 Post Meridiem heavens quickly turn jet
black today - Thursday, December 10, 2020 (EST)
whereby darkness lulls one into sleepiness, I bet
dollars to donuts impossible mission
to keep eyelids opened, particularly if sleep debt
necessary to pay the sandman,
who knows maybe you gotta get get
comfortably numb vis a vis temporarily unconscious
state, whereby dreaming of a white Christmas
analogous to eventual Elysian Fields,
where divine creator
conjuring Nirvana and/or
a place called Willoughby
if a believer, said Almighty eventually met.
IF YOU NEED VALENTINES
You don't have to be blue.
There's always someone who loves you.
There's always me, and I'll always be in love with you.
You don't have to be mine.
If you ever need a valentine.
There's always me and I'll always be in love with you.
If you need valentines, just drop me a line.
I'd be your valentine, anytime.
You don't have to be sad.
Being alone's not really so bad.
That's only me, and I'll always be in love with you.
You don't have to be mine.
If you ever need a valentine,
There's always me and I'll always be in love with you.
If you need valentines, just drop me a line.
I'd be your valentine, anytime.
If you need valentines, just ask me to call.
I'd be your valentine, anytime.
© ron wilson aka vee bdosa the doylestown poet
(it is also a song video see at vbdosa.com
My goal each day is to put a smile on your face
And a giggle in your old gazoo
Don't ask me where your gazoo is located
I think it sounds naughty, don't you!
Well now that I've got your attention, my friends
Welcome to my place in the Soup
Usually giggles with some love stuff mixed in
Sometimes I even talk about poop!
Censors are always on the alert for some smut
But I disguise it with some serious stuff
If you read between the lines you'll find it there
As I sit here typing in the buff!
Hey I just thought of where your gazoo could be
If I can just get by these old censors
It's just a bit below the centre of your yahoo
And it's held up by your suspenders!
Well, if all of a sudden my name disappears
From the member list on the Soup
I'll be sitting here lonely, please drop me a line
I promise not to talk about poop!
© Jack Ellison 2013
spider eater, gotta special bond
spider-eating, one by one
feel them squish on the tongue
love the taste of the numbing venom
cockroach eater, one under thumb
roach-eating, oh what utter fun
crawling around inside your mouth
belly laughs, they'll never get back out
sundae mourning de-lite
subtle shift of a creaking door to the tune of
the screaming of a thousand ill-starred spirits
shrieks of the rat, caught by the rear
all those bones and fur won't go down so easy
taciturns of blue veins percolating
blue blood spilling in the heart
a cold winter, it's where the dark sets in
but no one can see with all those ribs and skin
lover eater, gotta special flavor
flesh-eating, drip of macabre
all this thick red muscle
the cold wet meat could use some salt
drop me a line
your finest red wine, ship me a case
i envy your palette
and fashion sense, impeccable taste
you're nothing like the ones back home
(there are not enough poems about cannibals... :D oh and before you tell me to
seek help... oh wait, i don't care. f--- you... it's called "art.")
Hi!
Drop me a line sometime
A message like “how you doing”
Would be fine!
Better to say something about nothing
Than nothing about something
Either way drop me a line sometime!
So this one is for my M and D!
they truly are awesome,
the best of homies,
short talks, long laughs,
that's what makes a friend,
real life O.G.'s,
writing love to your pen!
Though we never met,
someday we just might,
cross our paths,
and together unite.
Start our own race, lol
and screw all the rest,
well not really 'screw' them,
but show them who's best!
Not sure who's words,
be yours or mine,
but know I am here for yal,
just drop me a line, anytime!