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 Jan 2014 Celeste
Spike Milligan
'Twas midnight in the schoolroom
And every desk was shut
When suddenly from the alphabet
Was heard a loud "Tut-Tut!"

Said A to B, "I don't like C;
His manners are a lack.
For all I ever see of C
Is a semi-circular back!"

"I disagree," said D to B,
"I've never found C so.
From where I stand he seems to be
An uncompleted O."

C was vexed, "I'm much perplexed,
You criticise my shape.
I'm made like that, to help spell Cat
And Cow and Cool and Cape."

"He's right" said E; said F, "Whoopee!"
Said G, "'Ip, 'Ip, 'ooray!"
"You're dropping me," roared H to G.
"Don't do it please I pray."

"Out of my way," LL said to K.
"I'll make poor I look ILL."
To stop this stunt J stood in front,
And presto! ILL was JILL.

"U know," said V, "that W
Is twice the age of me.
For as a Roman V is five
I'm half as young as he."

X and Y yawned sleepily,
"Look at the time!" they said.
"Let's all get off to beddy byes."
They did, then "Z-z-z."
 Jan 2014 Celeste
Daniel Magner
Dear Eddie,
        The best
and worst
thing that ever happened to me
was you dying in that car crash.
It taught me that
life doesn't last
and
that the past
is
the
past,

Your friend and brother,

Dan
Daniel Magner 2014
 Jan 2014 Celeste
Peach
Bad Romance
 Jan 2014 Celeste
Peach
You fill my lungs with smoke

Your body burns
Between my finger tips
While ash falls slowly to the floor

I know that you are toxic to my health
But I've been addicted in the worst possible way

I....
Crave you in the morning

I can....
Taste you in the back of my throat

I need you
Like no other

I want you
More than my next breath

You are just like a cigarette
You’ve infected me with your cancer
Quit you I must,
Before you bury me in the ground
And turn my body into dust

© 2013-2014 Peach
 Jan 2014 Celeste
Daniel Magner
She stated the obvious
while I puffed on my cigarette
"You know smoking kills?"
"Yeah, want to die?"
I held out my stoge
"I like life"
"How do you know
you don't like death
if you've never tried it?"
She stayed
silent
Daniel Magner 2014
 Jan 2014 Celeste
The Noose
A ******* enthusiast
Whose pessimism is intrinsic
And not fashioned
A frequenter the doldrums
With a penchant for exaggeration

A confused Scorpio
Plagued by ghosts of former selves
Meandering along a thorny path
Under darkened infinite skies
Waiting for the severed backbone
I Possess trailing behind
To latch on
And offer restoration and purpose

An eternal student
A slave to academia
With an insatiable hunger for knowledge
In the field of economics
Governed by perfectionism
That will be my demise

A feminist
A riot grrrl
With an acute  fascination with morbidity
A worshipper of rock music
And Professional headbanger

An enlightened inner-directed soul
An awakened dreamer
Gouging out
The remaining fragments of delusion
From the eyes
Embracing realism

A sufferer
Aspiring to be human.
 Jan 2014 Celeste
Bella
Question #1
 Jan 2014 Celeste
Bella
Why can't laughter be as poetic as sadness?
 Jan 2014 Celeste
Daniel Magner
tracing my veins
wondering
which side of this brain
is chemically imbalanced
which side houses talents
I haven't trained
people praise my writing
and some songs
that I have made
but none of it seems
all that great
they haven't gotten me
less poor
or less bored
just a little less
ignored
but when I trace
my veins
I think that
is
enough
Daniel Magner 2014
 Jan 2014 Celeste
Muggle Ginger
If her smile were a disease,
I'd gladly infect myself.
 Jan 2014 Celeste
September
Wet
 Jan 2014 Celeste
September
Wet
*** and Radiohead
We are high and everything but dry.
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