Rhymes

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We all make the mistake and rhyme sometime...
mûre
  Jun 9, 2012
mûre · Mar 9, 2012

My name is Murmur. I have a Funk.
My Funk is bright purple. My Funk smells like skunk.
And sometimes my Funk can act like a PUNK.

(And I'll have you know now, those days really stunk)

You see, your Funk always knows when you feel sad.
When you lose a job, or when things go BAD.
This is the stuff that makes Funks glad.

But since your Funk follows you when things go all wrong
Maybe you should just invite him along.
Make a new pal, sing a Funky Funk song?
Embrace your Funk, he can sometimes be wise.
He's usually honest even when in disguise.
He might even help you fight monsters round the bend.
By the end you may just have a new Funky Friend!

It's okay to have a Funk. And sometimes you will.
Sometimes your Funk will hoist you over a hill.

Sometimes Funks will help you. And sometimes not.
Sometimes they remind you of the good things you've got.

Sometimes they will take. And sometimes they will give.
And sometimes Funks remind you to just get up and LIVE.

With all due respect for Dr. Seuss.
BK Barnes
  May 12, 2012
BK Barnes · Apr 7, 2012

A Mean machine        in       obscene     gang    green
The Candlelight    flicker     in busted   T   V    screen
Scream queen          Ilene   in   paralyzed          dream
Dean Irene                      exploded               her spleen
It seems  when                  she ate            some  beans
Kathleen drank         from a canteen        of benzene
Said sardines soaked in saline make the best cuisine
Eugene came          between    Kristine     and Janine
When they went             to the ravine         in Racine
Teens hopped up on           caffeine               convene
With Thirteen marines                         on Halloween
On routine to      clean    and preen   the       latrines

I’m keen    to notice the things      that you’ve   seen

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What if you could         unseen        what you've seen

i spent way too much time on the design of this hence the co-title 'poem pop art'
Brook Ilges
  May 8, 2012
Brook Ilges · May 8, 2012

I cannot say with any more ease
What you cannot say to me
I am standing here holding my heart open
Yours is still running can't seem to see

You send your apologies on rough waters
Led by white sails
But what love is this that  keeps me crying?
What truth is this that keeps me dying?

So you push me away
You pull me back
A constant emotion that fades to black
Should it hurt the way I feel?
Or do as I have learned a deal?

I wrote this a VERY long time ago. It was an attempt at a song.
Brook Ilges
  May 8, 2012
Brook Ilges · May 8, 2012

You sit patiently at my feet
Humming earth vibrations lulling you to sleep
Your fragile warmth sinks into me
My soil cradles your cosmic divinity
Sharing the soft breeze of a June afternoon
Knowing you'll leave me all too soon
Wishing it could be different, our paths more whole
Growing like root trees out of the same fold
I will stay here growing while you go away
Waiting as night falls for another sunshine filled day

Adam Holcomb
  May 7, 2012
Adam Holcomb · Sep 13, 2011

A solid blackness has filled your eyes
Turning you into something that I despise
You gave up our dreams built of sand
And exchanged them for materials much more grand
Greed and selfishness are your ways now
It causes me more pain than the soul should allow
A deceitful blanket covers your face
You say there is someone better to take my place
I know I shouldn’t sit and pray for rain
But love just leaves an unforgettable stain
I shouldn’t wish to drown in the sea
I shouldn’t have to live knowing someone has taken you from me
You cannot just expect me to keep breathing
Especially when everything I cherish is slowly leaving
All I wanted was to hold you into the night
Now I just want to drift into the light

Brook Ilges
  May 6, 2012
Brook Ilges · May 6, 2012

No one left to hear your curses
No one here to see your verses
Lost amongst the stars and trees
Kneeling softly upon your knees
I would gladly give my blood and tears
To ease you softly into your years
Hopeless though the night may seem
For you the sun will always beam
My hand outstretched with cold blue fire
Offer eternally all that you desire
Filling your coffers with jewels and gold
A lesson that will give you few loves to hold
For in the end you must understand
That I am a God and you merely a man

 
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