They say when you look you're not supposed to judge
They tell you when you're mad not to hold a grudge
When things don't go as planned keep a level head
Don't get worked up over something someone said
There's no need to cry wipe away those tears
Pick yourself up and face all of your fears
You'll never fly with your feet on the ground
Until you've been lost you'll never be found
You have every right to feel the way you feel
You have to feel the pain before you can heal
What should I write, what do you think
How's about tightie whities
The kind that get most women all worked up
Divesting themselves of their nighties
Even if you plead you have a headache
She's in no condition to listen
Those tightie whities are driving her crazy
Down below she starts goin' fishin'
All of a sudden your headache disappears
Now it's you who's all gung ho
You yell out “tally ho ride 'em cowboy”
She screams bloody murder “woo ho”
That continues for about thirty-eight seconds
Then collapsing exhausted on the floor
You scream out “got a cramp in my leg”
She yells, “want more, want more, want more!”
Think to myself that's the very last time
It's polka dot boxers from now on
Tightie whities will be the death of me
At my age, I ain't got that long
Ha... a fairy tale!!!
What a recent shame it's been
Tears are falling once again
Eyes are red and really swollen
After all my faith was stolen
Someone I completely trusted
With a friendship has now busted
All my dreams that we could be
Like sisters in a family
Sharing good times and the bad
Thinking it is what we had
But your act of cruelty
Smashed apart the sisterly
Union I fought so hard for
Your actions are so hard core
It sucker punched me in the gut
Opening my eyes that were shut
When did you become unloyal
To the point you had to soil
All the years I tried my best
To be someone you can invest
All your happy and sad days
But you threw that all away
Stealing a guy you knew
I worked up the courage to
Finally ask out on a date
But you swooped in now its to late
I hope you burn in a hell fire
You're a crappy friend and liar
This intrusion on my psyche tosses
a faint desire for up-smelling roses.
My shrink says this urge imposes losses
that the former countereffect poses.
I'm unable to muster the strength to
combat this bogus hope, this travesty
that impedes my efforts to better clue
cures, possibly true hope would be savvy.
Trust I won't digress to a depressive
state, bantering, hauntingly about my
kind, they'll lock me up for sure, aggressive,
delusions--you're getting all worked up. I
will be back. They're comin' to take, ... it's me,
they'll wrap and cell me, ... but I got the key.
If we are just friends, why go the extra mile to put a smile on my face?
If we are just friends, why put more effort into spending time with me?
If we are just friends, why put yourself in my shoes?
If we are just friends, why involve yourself in my business?
If we are just friends, why get yourself worked up when other men are around me?
If we are just friends, then why do you look at me in that special way?
If we are just friends, then why take me out on all those dates?
If we are just friends, then stay far from my bed.
If we are just friends, then why the jealousy that surfaces often?
If we are just friends, then why gaze at me with such loving eyes?
Or am I just lost in a swirl of confusion?
If we are just friends, remove yourself from my thoughts,
If we are just friends, cease visiting me in dreams,
If we are just friends, halt the texts after 10,
If we are just friends, please stop making me feel like I'm losing my mind,
Right now, I'm on the edge of losing myself, uncertain of where I stand in your life,
If we are just friends, clarify it, rather than making me fall and then disappearing abruptly.
Dear mind,
When do you rest?
For you up from morning to night
Even when I sleep you buzzing with thoughts
Please take a rest because if you keep up like this
You'll wear out while I've got lots in plan for us
Dear mind,
Why do you worry?
Or is it because things ain't working out
Or because there's lots to do and time is flying
But worry not because that's why God made day and night
So that we take a break at some point
Dear mind,
Why do you frate?
For you all scribbled up
You worked up so much that you can't progress
For you stuck up trying to untangle your thoughts
In deep the night that you shed tears while talking to yourself
Dear mind,
Why do you look troubled?
Or is it the storms that have rocked you
Have stirred your emotions now you a mess
For even when you happy you still feel sad
That's why you no longer take pictures cause you ever frowning
Dear mind,
When do you recharge?
For I feel you working overtime
And when the time I really need you,
you zoned out in your own things
Please come back to me, let's work this out together
The PO£T
Recently learned the word malaprop, didn't want to dally on this something silly, cheers dilly
The dust flew off the top of the sealant fan
Frantically I started to clean my barns out
I swept it quickly up in my little dust pan
Worked up quite a thirst, without a drought
I spot checked with a test of the right glove
Everything finally seeming so slick and span
Until in the room walked the life of my love
And he turned on that damned dusty fan
I screamed and yelled from the tip of my lung
And passed a list of chores called honey poo
Is that what it's called? it's on the top of my tongue
Swept up all the dust again, that's what my honey do
From may I come in to
I'm cumming in, we both found love
Playing with each-other all night
Until I convert you in a dove,
We got to know each other and
Kept falling in love like a hell drop.
You got all over me
And sucked me like a loli-pop
As I found you, I broke
All my ties from these hoes
Gave you all I have
And kept these es under my toes.
Love is all I have in this world
Best thing ever happened as I found you
Your low voice got me so worked up
When you say, "you love the way I pound you".
Girls are so mad about me
That they wanna be my side-.
Intruding all over my DMs when
They can't even take all of my dick.
Imma Anime fan and
I love Japanese sushi
Someone, please tell these hoes
It's not all about getting pussy...
©Sachin_rawat
Frisky frog forgot to bathe
So off he went, to the creek
Alone in the water, he decided
He’d be so clean, he’d squeak
Silly squirrel, scattered his nuts
Along the bank where Frog swam
Sinking into the clearest water
Frog told the squirrel he should scram
Friendly fish whirled in the waves
Swaying with the chug of the water
Reminding Frog he was surely clean
So he could visit the king’s daughter
Bristly bear came across the ridge
Rattling the leaves with his great paws
The others saw him and left the creek
Recalling the fierceness of his wide jaws
Frisky frog went to visit the king
While silly squirrel packed his lunch
And, friendly fish worked up the nerve
To glide by bristly bear – and on a hunch…
They all thanked God for this water
Where they finally met Mr. Otter!
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The head of John the Baptist
Herod Antipas asked the girl to dance
She had her price,
To see her shake those hips
To him it was priceless
Anything you want,
The deal was sealed
Your word is your bond.
Be careful
Of the promises made
On your journey to Blue Mountain peak,
When the blood rushes
And the heart races,
You getting all worked up
Excited and all.
For as the blood flow recedes,
The blood pressure returns
To normal
Heartbeat slows down,
You may regret the offer given
Missile already launched,
And an innocent life is lost.
Kenneth Grant (C)
Seems the nation’s really worked up right now
Abortion, church-state, the ‘insurrection’ sow division
~ Heading for a full-on collision
Her eagerness to be successful
bought her to him to be alone
Her need and. desire to copulate
Made loving her less a chore
The wines and bread to began
The evenings scored in song
Might this night start our togetherness
A perfection of you and I
Nothing to sort through
Alone just you and I
Months later he spoke the names of Kong Oru
Kung Fu-tzu Siddhartha Gautama Yosef Ben Yaakov
and Yeshua Hamashlach Batjoachim in Prayer
AS he worked up his nerves to marry him as she
Was pregnant.
He had this as there supper.
Apis Mellifere Mare Crisium
Pigeon and Gamehen
With Mushrooms and Rice
Marinade, Olive Oil, Pomegranate molasses, grated ginger, crushed garlic,red current sauce,soy sauce, lime juice,fish stock,
Liquid smoke, marinade for three to four hours.
Veggies
Green peppers,red peppers,onion,garlic, yellow squash, mushrooms, bacon, sunflower seeds,sesame seed oil,slithered almonds, raisins.
He has a handwritten letter
Written years ago when he was a boy
A special letter to someone special
He wrote it on Valentine's Day
Asking his secret love to be his
But it was never delivered
He just kept it locked away
He never worked up the courage
But he didn't know that she wrote a letter
She also wrote it on Valentine's Day
It spoke of her love for that young man
But it was never delivered
So, they both missed out on love
All on a Valentine's Day
© Poem – II/IV/MMXXI
Better Than Winning the Lottery
One of eight hundred employees, am I.
It was a joyous eve, Christmas of '80,
Toiled so fellow workers can have some fun.
The company party, grand prize, is high.
'Tis a world trip be, trade isles? Mayhaps Haiti?
~~more sun.
Too busy for quirks, in and of itself,
until partiers trailed, my milieu had gone,
rise a giddy state, work - worked up, weighty.
Candor faults - change to cash - thoughts to myself,
~~I won!
2020 October 27
*1st Place*
A BRIAN STRAND FORMED
~~Brian Strand: Judged 2022 March 16
*1st Place*
The Speaker
~~Sara Kendric: Judged 2020 November 21
The gambler was hard-up for cash
Didn’t get it, but instead got a rash
He worked up an inch
His stomach started to twitch
Money hungry, the man felled and crash
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