Creative Corner (difference)

[Reziac]

Originally Posted by aliasfinn

I'm now unemployed and haven't a car
I now have some time to play my guitar.

Oh, the irony!

[aliasfinn]

There once was a man named Lee
Whose home was up in a tree
He lived out in the woods
with very few goods
and he died at 103.

[aliasfinn]

THE TRI-STATE TORNADO

MARCH 18, 1925
MORE THAN A MILE WIDE
WINDS OVER 300 MPH
FORWARD SPEED 73 MPH
TRAVELLED 219 MILES
ON THE GROUND FOR 3 AND A HALF HOURS
KILLED 695 PEOPLE IN 3 STATES
RATED F5/EF5

It was born in Missouri
but left in a hurry
travelling 73 miles an hour

The deadly beast
headed northeast
with devastating power

It reached Illinois
and began to destroy
everything in it's path

Many people would die
as they watched it go by
unleashing all it's wrath

Indiana was next
to feel the effects
of the giant spinning demon

As it tore thru the state
people awaited their fate
and were killed or were left screamin

[aliasfinn]

LUNCH


I was feeding my face
at a popular place
I think it was back in June

It's a good place to eat
and it's just down the street
But it gets kind of crowded at noon

A fellow came in
with scabs on his chin
Looking for an empty chair

He was filled with tattoos
and not wearing shoes
Everyone started to stare

He carried a smell
like something from hell
Even the flies stayed away

It was like holding your breath
in a field full of death
when the bodies begin to decay

He soon found a seat
and was ready to eat
as he scratched his toes with a fork

He yelled for a waiter
to bring him a tater
And also a slice of pork

When he started to eat
folks got up from their seat
and hurried out towards the door

Others were slow
to get up and go
And puked right there on the floor

After he ate
he licked his plate
And then proceeded to pay

And as he stood
he said " The taters were good "
Then he left the café.

[KathrynAragon]

I don't think I've posted this before:

I wrote this poem while my family and I were having a poetry contest. We put various topics on little slips of paper, then pull them out of a basket, and we have ten minutes to write a poem about whatever topic we got. My topic was "fairy tales."

Dark Around the Edges

I like faerie tales
With trolls under bridges,
With elves in the firelight
And jagged mountain ridges.

I like the centaurs
And the spirits in the trees,
Dragon lairs and dungeons
And a set of magic keys.

I like things scary
But just a little bit…
Tall dark archways
With one lantern lit.

Echoes in the attic,
Shadows on the wall,
Places where the stones are slick
And one might fall.

A faerie tale is better
If it’s dark around the edges,
If the clammy floor is cold
And there’s a rustling in the hedges.


If the curtained bed is tall
And the fire is burning low,
Then the mystery grows deeper
As the cold winds blow.

Copyright 2000

[Rubi3]

Originally Posted by aliasfinn

LUNCH


I was feeding my face
at a popular place
I think it was back in June

It's a good place to eat
and it's just down the street
But it gets kind of crowded at noon

A fellow came in
with scabs on his chin
Looking for an empty chair

He was filled with tattoos
and not wearing shoes
Everyone started to stare

He carried a smell
like something from hell
Even the flies stayed away

It was like holding your breath
in a field full of death
when the bodies begin to decay

He soon found a seat
and was ready to eat
as he scratched his toes with a fork

He yelled for a waiter
to bring him a tater
And also a slice of pork

When he started to eat
folks got up from their seat
and hurried out towards the door

Others were slow
to get up and go
And puked right there on the floor

After he ate
he licked his plate
And then proceeded to pay

And as he stood
he said " The taters were good "
Then he left the café.

It paints an unpleasant picture, but is fun doggerel.

[aliasfinn]

Porcelain Marshmallows



I can remember when I was about two
searching all over for something to chew

I checked in the kitchen,I looked all around
The counters were too high so I scoured the ground

I came to the conclusion that the kitchen was bare
there definitely wasn't any candy in there

I went to the bathroom and pushed open the door
and spotted two marshmallows there on the floor

I walked up to the toilet and picked up my snack
but they were as hard as a rock so I put them both back

They must have been stale is what I assumed
and the search made me tired so I went to my room.

I got something to eat when I got up from my nap
it was cream of spinach and it tasted like crap.

[Rubi3]

Originally Posted by aliasfinn

Porcelain Marshmallows



I can remember when I was about two
searching all over for something to chew

I checked in the kitchen,I looked all around
The counters were too high so I scoured the ground

I came to the conclusion that the kitchen was bare
there definitely wasn't any candy in there

I went to the bathroom and pushed open the door
and spotted two marshmallows there on the floor

I walked up to the toilet and picked up my snack
but they were as hard as a rock so I put them both back

They must have been stale is what I assumed
and the search made me tired so I went to my room.

I got something to eat when I got up from my nap
it was cream of spinach and it tasted like crap.

It's cute. A couple of places words could be deleted for the sake of flow. For instance: Walked to the toilet and picked up my snack. They were hard as rocks so I put them back. Fun to realize the marshmallows were those other thingies. lol

[aliasfinn]

Plumber's Helper


My basement was flooded and I expected the worst
I looked all around and saw a pipe that had burst

It made quite a mess,it was really a bummer
I knew right away that I needed a plumber

I looked thru the phone book and settled on one
They went by the name of Murphy and Son

The Irish Travellers showed up at my door
I looked at the clock,it was a quarter to four

They looked like ex-cons,tattoos and all
One appeared beat up like he'd been in a brawl

Each had a toolbox but just one seemed to be full
They needed the other for what they were to pull

We went down the basement and I showed them the pipe
One was more interested in things he could swipe

I went back upstairs to answer my phone
But it made me nervous to leave them alone

I could hear the drawers of my tool chest being opened and closed
They were stealing my tools is what I supposed

While they were busy I went out to their truck
When I looked in the back I knew I was in luck

There were tools in there I knew I could need
I just took a few and ignored my greed

I hid the tools on the side of my house
Then crept back inside just like a mouse

They soon finished the job and came back upstairs
I wrote them a check for their time and repairs

I went down the basement to see what they took
Some wrenches were missing, you just can't trust a crook.

[Reziac]

Originally Posted by aliasfinn

Plumber's Helper

Oh man, that's justice

Still laughing!!