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John McCafferty May 2020
Glances of a golden glow
Face raised up
and layers thrown
Childlike fun
Mid May rays
its warmth absolved

Cindered slow and tender
Scarlet tones rendered red
The invisible hand slaps
with a silent clap

No spite or bite just light
Remember this tightness
Dangers unknown grown
Charred from above
upon those below
(@PoeticTetra - instagram/twitter)
Sheila Greene May 2020
Is it weird?
Pink vison
Eyes sparkle
Wicked smile
I don't just see it
I feel it
A pony of energy
Hot mess mane
Cotten candy stain
Little miss evil
Oh wait that's me
Alter ego
My Pinkie Pie
See something deeper
Down inside
We see you
always there
searching
waiting
lurking
To jump out
Not hide

© sd greene  10/7/17
Written for a very unique and bold friend, my friend Z.
K-ROB May 2020
My best friends name is Lindsay
We like to go and dance
I specialize in the drunken techno prance
Dancing to la la la la la/ la la la la la/ la de da da da
A random guys says and I quote, "Shake what you mamma give ya!"
That's so funny ****...
And makes you want to do anything but sit!
We got to go in VIP- up above
DJ Caffeine was up there and the captain of love
He lives to say "make some noise motha *****'s" A LOT
He can't think of anything else to say when put on the spot
Loverboy is a very ugly guy
When you look at him it makes you want to cry!
The girls in the thong contest were *****,
but they bared all on stage, which took some guts
The place was surrounded with Russians and Hicks,
But I did learn some new glow stick tricks!
Lindsay had three...and was almost gone...
Like a switch it turned dance mode on!
The drink of choice was *** On The Beach
But that ugly guy was such a leech
That guy was such a bisnatch
That was all up in my motha f'n bis-nass
We owned the stage for half the show
surrounded by objects that glow
"Mind distortion was the name of the thing,
And when we left Lindsay got asked to be a model for a magazine!
She said all she wants to do is sleep
Cuz the guy kinda looked like a creep
So we went back to Jamie's apartment and slept on the floor
up eight hours later and out the door
We decided to go shopping,
But once we started we felt like dropping
Me,Merri Lindsay and Jimb went to a party when we got home
I got really drunk, and really ******
I got to talk to a lot of people I hadn't seen in a while;
I was so happy all I did was SMILE
Lindsay was sad, so I hugged her a lot
It seemed like the right thing to do at that stroke of the clock!
Jesse's dad came out in his whity tighties and said "f'n leave!"
That was the funniest moment of the night, I do believe!
Tim had a party too, but nobody went
By the time we left Lowell, we were all spent
So our weekend turned out to be really fun
And now I think this poem is done!
#narrative #fun #ravescene #collegedays
nick armbrister May 2020
They let me loose, fly/Upside down in that aircraft/Rewind to that time
Incident Report 74399 2020
JIMMY BOOM SEMTEX
Wanderer May 2020
Dance like young fool
let the heart rule

no practice, no steps
move from joy

use your soul
lose control
K-ROB May 2020
How do you sum up a summer of fun?!
We lost a few brain cells and got a bit dumb
Taking the impala on a late night creep ride
Pull up to the stoplights and, "OH ****", it died!
We discovered a bridge, and a few unknown roads
We met a few people, some came and some went,
Some because scandalous, and others, we got spent
What's with the hot fro boys, this I don't know...
We both had our thing, but they just had to go.
Hemp was the junk; we learned the tricks of the trade,
strangers, teachers, friends, everyone got one made.
How cool are we, we had Party hats?!
We ate at Tiki a lot, and went to Chicago to dance.
What can I say, you got me to drink.
I had a good time, but was dysfunctional... I think.
From "*** with Sally" to the lifeguard chair
Where did we come up with this ****, it just isn't fair
How many times did we play euchre?  Too many 2 count
I just gave Kristy all 4 bowers, hope no one finds out!
How awesome are you, to have a barn party birthday 4 me?!
It was a good time, I could barely see.
We listened to Tom Petty, about a million times.
We also got down to the "u know u ghetto" rhymes.
It seems sad that summer ended so fast.
But don't worry my friend,
By the time you finally get this poem, summer will be back!!!
written by one of my best friends from high school/ college years -Lindsay and Brianna alternated weekends to come see me my sophomore year of college at ISU- thinking of good music, good times, good places, good vibes
Jackie Mead May 2020
The clock stood, tall and proud.
Its tick-tock, very loud.
The clock stood, long and thin.
Its swinging pendulum pointed like a pin.

The young boy came every day.
Stood on the stool, turned the key.
The boy climbed down from the stool.
Then left for the day to attend his school.

The clock stood tall and proud.
Its tick-tock very loud.
The clock stood long and thin.
The swinging pendulum pointed like a pin.

The hour approaching number four.
The boy ran through the front door.
Taking his place cross-legged on the floor.

Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock.
Sounded the old Grandfather clock.
Soon the clock would begin to chime
Counting to four in a rhyme.

The boy sat hypnotised watching the pendulum swing.
The boy waited and when it was time, he would start to sing.
1 o'clock, 2 o'clock, 3 o'clock, 4.
Someones knocking on the door.

It was all over in a beat.
The boy lept from the floor to his feet.

Over for another day, the boy had gone on his way.

The clock stood, tall and proud.
Its tick-tock, very loud.
The clock stood, long and thin.
Its swinging pendulum pointed like a pin.
This is random, came to me last night, i have never owned a grandfather clock nor have my parents but anyway decided to go with it and have a bit of fun.  I hope you enjoy
Oli Taylor May 2020
Dougie wept
because his zip-off chiffon sleeves
had blown away in a strong gust of wind
that issued from a nearby kebab shop.

Don’t cry for him, though.
He knicked ‘em from a mad old woman.
Isaac Spencer May 2020
My ceiling fan hasn't spun since the last rhyme,
I wonder if that was the last time?
Oli Taylor May 2020
As first dates go,
'not bad', thought Joe
as his hips ******
to and fro.

His date’s bed rocked
‘til his date’s heart popped
and the fun then
quickly stopped.
Hi people, enjoy my first poem or else I'll hunt you down and shove wasps up yer nose
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