I found this poetry in WikiWikiSandbox after somebody "munched" it and thought it might live for a while.
I moved one further gem here, before I cleared the WikiWikiSandbox.
Putting in my $.02 on this cold December Day
Getting $1.00 out in a most unusual way.
Should be working but would rather play,
Dear layoff, don't touch me I pray.
-- anon2
horizontal rules
who cares - this is a sandbox
still, the page has lots.
-- s.helm
Open your present.
No, you open your present.
Kaczynski Christmas.
Mirella was here...
Where have I come from?
Where did I go?
What have I done wrong this time?
Ahhh, who cares.
Yesterday upon the stair
I saw a man who wasn't there
He wasn't there again today
How I wish he'd go away!
-- Hughes Mearns (also in songs, short stories)
Nobody has updated in a long while
Thought I would help out:
I like cheese . . .
I came in
for a visit
and a smoke
and left
with
contrails behind
spinning blue
and fading
white.
I am thinking a thought about thinking
In thinking a thought about thinking
I thought I ought think
Not a think nor a thought
But think naught
About thinking a thought about thinking.
Green sponders are good drinks
This is the way of the wiki
Rat tail rat tail ink blot inks
Going to a parade is a duty
cuando empiecen pasarte cosas
no te preocupes, ni sientas afan
sigue tu curso, ve a donde vas
y tu meta alcanzaras
sin nunca mirar hacia atras
oh cuan lejos llegaras!
wiki wiki wiki
quicker than a quickie
once when i felt quite mellow
i saw a cat it looked kinda yellow
i took her for curry my speech was a little slurry
and they fried the lil fellow!
once when i felt quite mellow
i saw a cat it looked kinda yellow
i took her for curry my sight was all slurry
but boy, i fried that lil fellow!
-Liz was like so defenitly here!!-
Cats are beautiful, okay?
Cats are beautiful, okay? okay by sri
Come out and join me on my ledge
I will teach you flamenco dancing
the narrative thread, or whatever
moves back and forth
the soft shiny pink manufacured string
is folding, weaving, gaining momentum
turning into a superball
bouncing between expectations
investing in a culture of forgetting
kl
The angels, not half so happy in Heaven,
Went envying her and me:--
Yes! that was the reason (as all men know,
In this kingdom by the sea)
That the wind came out of a cloud, chilling
And killing my Annabel Lee.
But our love it was stronger by far than the love
Of those who were older than we--
Of many far wiser than we-
And neither the angels in Heaven above,
Nor the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee:--
For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise but I see the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling, my darling, my life and my bride,
In her sepulchre there by the sea--
In her tomb by the side of the sea.
In her tomb by the side of the sea.
This is "Annabel Lee" by EdgarAllanPoe. http://www.americanpoems.com/poets/poe/12619
Trial:
Can i put my poem here i mused..
would it be called site-abused?
but i'm doing it..i'm so amused..
take it off the page if u're so fused
- Shubha
I wanna write
Don't know what!
Don't feel like typing
Stupid thought!
SV :)
There was a young man with a hernia
Who said to his doctor: "Gol-dern ya'
When you're carving my middle
Be sure you don't fiddle
With matters that do not concern ya'."
Try, try, why not try.
My fingers fly, fly,
Low to the key board
High to the sky.