No if in fact truth be told
On the contrary
Not only am i not only drowning
I am floating aboard a bubble
Whilst simultaneously both airing
and cleaning out my laundry
And don't forget as i am still
a serving politician
Say and throw whatever you
wish but mudd don't stick
As mudd is thicker than water
When it comes to independent
inquests resided over by
The keeper of the secret skeletal
key's locked inside pandoras closet
box or cupboards
Categories:
mudd, slam,
Form: Free verse
Why du girls date hoemoe sapeins ? Us hetiroe sapeins are better !
It's like cumpairing : water and 7-up . 7-up is wetter !
And why stay in confedirate states ? Because of hurricanes yool pay
Hyer inshirrinse rates ! And those alley gaters are after your kids !
& with no more slavery , your economey is in the skids !
& being south near Mexico , those killer bees woent have far 2 go !
Until thay reach the USA . & win thay sting U , wut will u say ?
Without belfour , the Dallas stars aren't so good !
& win it rains , yool be in the mudd !
& remember your near rozwel,new Mexico ,
So aleins hoo land thair woent have far 2 go !
And U mite not like your haff alein chyld !
Because its temper mite not be myld !
& since floods allways follow the drout !
Wear back 2 hurricanes 4 U 2 think aybout !...
Categories:
mudd, adventure, allegory, change,
Form: Dramatic Verse
rebirthing in your weeping womb
again white dove from the
refuge of my failing vis-
ion leaps to the mudd-
y moon for a bite yo-
ur reflections in my
drunken eyes daz-
zle, arrow of urge-
nt wants piercin-
g the third eye
rapid ejacula-
ion on the b-
roken earth
Categories:
mudd, allegory,
Form: I do not know?
the days of a man
recklessly spending
his chivalry
expecting to cuddle
are wasting away
I think that they're ending
now he's a fool
with a coat covered puddle
nature gave preference
but with man's dominance
came a wonderful reverence
it's termination
isn't worth the severance
women round the world
seem to lose their voice
in the lands were the men
don't give it by choice
the women in my world
have men on their side
on the road to freedom
they're invited to ride
tragic to me
they can't seem to rejoice
it wasn't our lock
but we gave you the key
so I wish you could see
liberator, not oppressor
when you look at me
Categories:
mudd, gender, men, women,
Form: I do not know?
This old House
__________________________
This old house, clinks and clanks
some things are broke, and then some aint
Fix it up before it breaks
this old house.
Could be made of stone, or even mudd
but still, it would make a thudd
if the heater breaks, it could flood
this old house.
The boards are a little thin,
they creak now and again
the cracks, let the sunlight in
this old house.
It might be just a little old,
but worth repair for stories told
to keep us warm, from the cold
this old house.
If it stands, we'll pass it on
to our kids, who are grown
with a repair list of their own
this old house.
5/20/14- Jessica Thompson
Categories:
mudd, caregiving, children, hope, horror,
Form: Rhyme
I Am by Tonya Mudd
I am a loving girl who loves to read and write.
I am always trying to do what's best.
I am regretting some bad things I have done recently.
I am the worst in math, science, and history.
I am kind of a nerd in english, depending on the areas.
I am an outgoing girl who tries to help everyone if possible.
I am the third oldest sibling out of nine siblings.
I am a nature and animal lover.
Categories:
mudd, life,
Form: Free verse
The summer brings out a multitude of things
from blossoming trees to colourful flowers
onto music festivals,glastonbury showers
standing soaking dancing, but that all brings
A sense of bonding as we all in the same boat
some barely naked not possessing a coat
from Leeds to Bristol,London and France
hundreds of tents all ages will dance.
Not minding if it`s a field of soggy mudd
their taste in music blasting, that surely would
turn off the thoughts that may carry
uncomfortable attire, and happy as Larry.
Categories:
mudd, musicmusic, music,
Form: Rhyme
Many times I stop and think,why am I really here.If there some special purpose
to fulfill sometimes its still unclear.
Am I the only one still wandering aimlessly along the road of life?
Or is this how my life was meant to be existing among the strife.if thats the case then so
be it.that dont bother me.i am content just knowing for myself
Im all that i can be.not all was meant for greatness.some must be down low.to help with
the little things letting others grow.its not
a purpose filled with prestige or alot of fame.sometimes its a thankless life where no one
knows your name.but like each and every
thing in life depends on one another I may not be as great as most yet
im vital like any other.you see the truth is that you need me,likely more than i need
you.while you were in the spotlight claiming fame
I was giving mines to you.with your nose up in the air thinking you had it all.I was busy
picking up all the gems of life the ones you never saw. see the real gems dont lye in
worldy things you seek rather in the mudd and strife.and now you see why im greatful for
this purpose of my life.
Categories:
mudd, religionlife, life,
Form: I do not know?
YOU DRAG ME THRU THE MUDD,PICK ME UP,AND REPEAT THE PROCESS.
YET,I CONTINUE TO STAND STRONG AS A STATUE.
BUT I CANT ACKNOWLEDGE MY PROGRESS.
YOU SAY THINGS YOU DONT MEAN...
LIKE YOU LOVE ME AND YOU'RE THERE
BUT IM WISE ENOUGH TO KNOW A MASK FROM THE SKIN THATS BARE...
YOU KNOW? THIS JUST DOESN'T SEEM FAIR...
BECAUSE IT SEEMS THAT YOU'VE WON...
UNTIL YOU REALIZE THAT A LADY NAMED,KARMA, HAS JUST BEGUN...
RATHER I DISPISE YOU OR NOT!
I PREY FOR MERCY UPON YOU.
THEY SAY SINS MAKE YOU BURN,
BUT LOOK AT WHAT THE CHILD OF GOD HAS TO GO THROUGH!
I'LL FORGIVE YOU....
THE DAY IM GONE..AND FROM WHERE I STAND THAT SEEMS LONG...
I'LL FORGIVE YOU...
WHEN YOU BECOME PURE...THE ESSENCE OF REAL.
I FORGIVE YOU BECAUSE I HAVE TOO..
OR ... I'M NO BETTER THAN YOU....
I FORGIVE YOU BECAUSE THAT'S WHAT A BEAUTIFUL SOUL DO.
SO...I FORGIVE YOU......
Categories:
mudd, forgivenessme, me,
Form: I do not know?
look me in my eyes but dont show signs of fear
call me with a whistle thats how i know your here
walk me with conviction and hold your head up high
because for you and only you, you know that i will die
if you feed me when im hungry and rub my head and chest
i will protect you to the end with my last dieing breath
people call me vicious and say that im no good
but a heart of a true pit bull is something they never understood
i use to fight for you and you knew i never quit
i never understood why you threw me in that pit
its time for you to take a stand and speak in my stead
because a pit without its owner might as well be dead
loyalty to our owner was our only goal in mind
our stories told through history in books and over time
the "pit" is our domain where we matched in dirt and mudd
and whence the chain came of our necks our breed was forged in blood
when we crossed that line a cur you will not see
because a dog that turns its tail is dog that will not be
this was our way of life this was also our creed
without the game in us you have lost the entire breed
Categories:
mudd, loveme, dog, dog, me,
Form: Rhyme
Cuts and bruises cover
my legs and arms
All has fallen silent to me
for a bomb went of next to me
mudd,smutt and blood cover
my hands and face
you can not tell who i am anymore
only my dog tags can tell who i truelly am
I know that i well be going home soon now
with flag drapped over my casket
Categories:
mudd, warme,
Form: I do not know?
Common Man Sense Common Ground
Common Sense will tell you that the eye has heard this all his life. Murder rules
the day. Everyone does that. Get high get stoned free love. Get a life. Loser. Shoe
is Untied. You dropped your pocket. Give me a descriptive list Jenkins Shirt
without the r on it boy eye told you Jenkins not a list a Descriptive list you have a
dictionary use it. Sex is fun. You just do not know who it is that eye am now
become. Ugly as a mudd fence. Ugly as a picket fence. Ugly as a March Hare.
Ugly in her underwear. Common sensed man is ground.
Categories:
mudd, inspirational, mystery, nostalgia, sad,
Form: Free verse