"flintstone" poems - Hello Poetry

I walked into a room where you were And my pride kept me from hightailing It out of the room and running until My legs burned with lactic acid. You spoke to me but the words fell on dull ears. You looked at me but I kept my walls up Such that in my head I was invisible. I had done so well protecting myself, Staying away from the places you frequented, Not spending time with the people you call friends Even though they were my friends first. And then today all my efforts became Void, vain, utterly useless, For there I was inwardly crumbling The broken-then-stitched-back-together Fragments of my heart Between proverbial coldhearted fingers. My jaw is as set as my will: like flintstone, Cold, hard, and steeled. You may once have had a hold on me, Affected me, impacted me, But today, you are nobody.

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Jun 24, 2014

Jun 24, 2014 at 10:17 PM UTC

alyanne-cooper

Nobody

I walked into a room where you were And my pride kept me from hightailing It out of the room and running until My legs burned with lactic acid. You spoke to me but the words fell on dull ears. You looked at me but I kept my walls up Such that in my head I was invisible. I had done so well protecting myself, Staying away from the places you frequented, Not spending time with the people you call friends Even though they were my friends first. And then today all my efforts became Void, vain, utterly useless, For there I was inwardly crumbling The broken-then-stitched-back-together Fragments of my heart Between proverbial coldhearted fingers. My jaw is as set as my will: like flintstone, Cold, hard, and steeled. You may once have had a hold on me, Affected me, impacted me, But today, you are nobody.

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Rubber faces. Foreheads sweat, stream clown makeup when cheeks meet. Sweet blood: corn syrup, water, starch. Lick then smell. Vampires pick jolly rancher debris from teeth. Blue fangs. A skeleton in the closet undresses a nun. Open door open window sit three cats. Watch the sun set. Crows murdered around oak trees. Darkness. Lights, music, karaoke, Elvis sings Franki Valli. Richard Nixon gropes a slutty nurse. Left hand, right breast. Alcohol permeates air. Skin, sweat. Touch. Marilyn Monroe hoards candy corn souped with beer broth in her stomach. Passes out. Steve Irwin wears a sting ray through his chest, ***** tail through his shirt, surrounded in blood. First place in the costume contest. Alter egos. Fred Flintstone feels snubbed. So does a saran wrapped girl. Nipples hidden with black fabric circles. Black balloons. Orange ones. Red balloons. Popped. Silent girl in white stands in the corner. Caresses a small bottle of cyanide in her fingers. Thumb, middle, pointer, pointed at Marilyn. She knows she will not wake up. They’ll call it suicide. Elvis finishes his song in a falsetto, Oh, what a night.

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Oct 5, 2010

Oct 5, 2010 at 10:46 AM UTC

don-brenner

The Night Before the Day of the Dead

Rubber faces. Foreheads sweat, stream clown makeup when cheeks meet. Sweet blood: corn syrup, water, starch. Lick then smell. Vampires pick jolly rancher debris from teeth. Blue fangs. A skeleton in the closet undresses a nun. Open door open window sit three cats. Watch the sun set. Crows murdered around oak trees. Darkness. Lights, music, karaoke, Elvis sings Franki Valli. Richard Nixon gropes a slutty nurse. Left hand, right breast. Alcohol permeates air. Skin, sweat. Touch. Marilyn Monroe hoards candy corn souped with beer broth in her stomach. Passes out. Steve Irwin wears a sting ray through his chest, ***** tail through his shirt, surrounded in blood. First place in the costume contest. Alter egos. Fred Flintstone feels snubbed. So does a saran wrapped girl. Nipples hidden with black fabric circles. Black balloons. Orange ones. Red balloons. Popped. Silent girl in white stands in the corner. Caresses a small bottle of cyanide in her fingers. Thumb, middle, pointer, pointed at Marilyn. She knows she will not wake up. They’ll call it suicide. Elvis finishes his song in a falsetto, Oh, what a night.

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Eats gummy worms like Flintstone's vitamins; popping them in her mouth wholesale. She puts away brussel sprouts delicately, leaf by leaf. Sometimes we read quietly and go to sleep body to body. Our hearts beat tinily like squirrel hearts. WE APPRECIATE THE SMALL THINGS.

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Jan 2, 2012

Jan 2, 2012 at 4:31 PM UTC

Waverly

Yukimi.

Eats gummy worms like Flintstone's vitamins; popping them in her mouth wholesale. She puts away brussel sprouts delicately, leaf by leaf. Sometimes we read quietly and go to sleep body to body. Our hearts beat tinily like squirrel hearts. WE APPRECIATE THE SMALL THINGS.

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Let me tell you about Barney Rubble. He's a criminal who is in big trouble. Barney lost his job and Bamm-Bamm was taken by the state. That made him turn mean, he has been consumed by hate. He and Fred Flintstone are enemies noe, he's gotten himself in a mess. Barney looked through Fred's window and watched Wilma undress. Wilma knew that he was watching but didn't care. She didn't mind him seeing her while she was bare. Barney bought a new car after he kidnapped Pebbles and sold her on the Black Market. But the bank took his house so he had no place to park it. All of this started because Barney lost his son. Now Fred is out looking for Barney with a gun. Fred is determined to shoot his former friend and watch him die. He just found Barney so now Barney can kiss his **** goodbye.

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Jan 4, 2019

Jan 4, 2019 at 6:34 PM UTC

randy-johnson

Barney Rubble Is In Trouble

Let me tell you about Barney Rubble. He's a criminal who is in big trouble. Barney lost his job and Bamm-Bamm was taken by the state. That made him turn mean, he has been consumed by hate. He and Fred Flintstone are enemies noe, he's gotten himself in a mess. Barney looked through Fred's window and watched Wilma undress. Wilma knew that he was watching but didn't care. She didn't mind him seeing her while she was bare. Barney bought a new car after he kidnapped Pebbles and sold her on the Black Market. But the bank took his house so he had no place to park it. All of this started because Barney lost his son. Now Fred is out looking for Barney with a gun. Fred is determined to shoot his former friend and watch him die. He just found Barney so now Barney can kiss his **** goodbye.

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My wife hates it when I leave my clothes around the house. she hates it when I hold a sneeze for too long, she thinks I do it on purpose; she may be right because I believe i was a full time birthday party clown in my past life. My wife complains to me about how I spend more effort than I should scratching an itch on my thigh; she scrutinizes me when I dig under my nails and pleads for me to just clip them. When she's not home her voice still remains; it rocks back and forth like a lifeboat without any tools for salvation. I could never love anyone else. perhaps I'm all dried up; much like the plums we keep in the icebox. Forgive me, I don't mean to be so honest. It's just that i don't have anyone else to talk to at the moment.

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Oct 21, 2016

Oct 21, 2016 at 1:59 AM UTC

afinitecreature

Flintstone Cold

My wife hates it when I leave my clothes around the house. she hates it when I hold a sneeze for too long, she thinks I do it on purpose; she may be right because I believe i was a full time birthday party clown in my past life. My wife complains to me about how I spend more effort than I should scratching an itch on my thigh; she scrutinizes me when I dig under my nails and pleads for me to just clip them. When she's not home her voice still remains; it rocks back and forth like a lifeboat without any tools for salvation. I could never love anyone else. perhaps I'm all dried up; much like the plums we keep in the icebox. Forgive me, I don't mean to be so honest. It's just that i don't have anyone else to talk to at the moment.

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splintered bone marrow broken, brittle and for a minute felt something akin to happiness maybe pain’s what’s been missing kissing curbs with flintstone lipstick

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Jan 30, 2021

Jan 30, 2021 at 11:23 AM UTC

collin

cps

splintered bone marrow broken, brittle and for a minute felt something akin to happiness maybe pain’s what’s been missing kissing curbs with flintstone lipstick

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My world is green breathing in clean air among fields supreme. trees that are evergreen golden berries between thorns that are obscene. Soothe them with the jelly bean sweet as honey, rich as they come. My world is red where poppies drape in flower beds glorious sun beating down overhead. Red as blood splashed on my hospital bed that squeezes out of gaps in my head. Life that pumps through me till I am dead. Enough said. My world is blue The rent is overdue The landlord does not have a clue. As Fred Flintstone once said as he drank is golden brew from prehistoric hops that he grew. It is what you have come through in life and gained. Then he said yabbadabbadoo. Way to go Fred.

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Apr 24, 2015

Apr 24, 2015 at 2:16 AM UTC

cheryl-love

The Colours In My World

My world is green breathing in clean air among fields supreme. trees that are evergreen golden berries between thorns that are obscene. Soothe them with the jelly bean sweet as honey, rich as they come. My world is red where poppies drape in flower beds glorious sun beating down overhead. Red as blood splashed on my hospital bed that squeezes out of gaps in my head. Life that pumps through me till I am dead. Enough said. My world is blue The rent is overdue The landlord does not have a clue. As Fred Flintstone once said as he drank is golden brew from prehistoric hops that he grew. It is what you have come through in life and gained. Then he said yabbadabbadoo. Way to go Fred.

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my healthy body, mind and spirit triage progression, initially sans just an innocuous psychotic spur severe psychoneurotic manifestations didst rupture whence me childhood's end as a psychological postfracture catastrophically highjacking (via overpressure) donned with gay incognito vis a vis sans tartan Scottish Harris (Boss) tweed welcome mat plain as day affliction obvious nondisclosure whip saw mental health pubescent misadventure with deleterious, hellacious, and lecherous mailer daemons indelibly etched within mine kempf nightmare nonfictional sigh hick locust plague odious autobiographical literature at that perilous juncture when all of a sudden onslaught germinated feelings deeply rooted finding shattered, leveled, and fractured flintstone bedrock viz yours truly insecure pestilential, kickstarted littoral heretical, diabolical pernicious, insidious, and avaricious cerebral heady hot house embedded, fixated, grafted "horticulture" sowed "Kudzu" tendrils analogous to Oriental gravure immune to organizing, strangling, wrangling foreclosure, essentially usurping, torquing, stagnating, rotting prepubescent healthy development.

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Jan 31, 2018

Jan 31, 2018 at 2:53 PM UTC

matthew-scott-harris2p

Obsessive Compulsive Disorder Capstone To Joyous Boyhood

my healthy body, mind and spirit triage progression, initially sans just an innocuous psychotic spur severe psychoneurotic manifestations didst rupture whence me childhood's end as a psychological postfracture catastrophically highjacking (via overpressure) donned with gay incognito vis a vis sans tartan Scottish Harris (Boss) tweed welcome mat plain as day affliction obvious nondisclosure whip saw mental health pubescent misadventure with deleterious, hellacious, and lecherous mailer daemons indelibly etched within mine kempf nightmare nonfictional sigh hick locust plague odious autobiographical literature at that perilous juncture when all of a sudden onslaught germinated feelings deeply rooted finding shattered, leveled, and fractured flintstone bedrock viz yours truly insecure pestilential, kickstarted littoral heretical, diabolical pernicious, insidious, and avaricious cerebral heady hot house embedded, fixated, grafted "horticulture" sowed "Kudzu" tendrils analogous to Oriental gravure immune to organizing, strangling, wrangling foreclosure, essentially usurping, torquing, stagnating, rotting prepubescent healthy development.

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Regarding yours truly he experienced setback amplified by Luddite propensity nostalgic longing for simpler age bring back horse and buggy better yet find me a mancave and/or apprise me ideally via email Flintstone web page modality allowing, enabling, and providing excellent linkedin access whereby augmented and/or augmented reality telecommunication simulation delivers, exports, and ferries lame poetaster to small town America a place that time forgot and the decades cannot improve within which dwell strong women, good-looking men and above average children Wobegon place name preserving lifestyle exhibiting voluntary simplicity though aforementioned fictitious locale fires up imagination as does a place called Willoughby flourishing along outer limits of twilight zone buzzfeeding outlier zee crème de la crème confabulist this side of Schwenksville hankering towards... nebulous body, mind and spirit synchronicity courtesy sweat of mine brow equity acquiring alliance, cognizance, existence, guidance, intelligence... think **** Proenneke alone in the wilderness survivalist jack of all trades I would live free, yet nevertheless die ill equipped to captcha victuals and/or drink to stave off hunger and/or thirst respectively one twenty first century beastie boy heavily dependent upon urbanization, mechanization, industrialization, civilization to savor creature comforts climate controlled environment(s) courtesy finite fossil fuel extraction **** sapiens scourge upon planet Earth me metaphorically on par one more human parasite zapping nonrenewable resources thus desirous (yet helpless) to forsake consumerist lifestyle yet lack ways and means to toil physically to wrest good n plenti juicy fruits of labor, which initial premise as iterated with poem title dramatically off tangent, yes?

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Aug 14, 2020

Aug 14, 2020 at 9:02 PM UTC

matthew-scott-harris2p

Technical difficulty zooming into meeting

Regarding yours truly he experienced setback amplified by Luddite propensity nostalgic longing for simpler age bring back horse and buggy better yet find me a mancave and/or apprise me ideally via email Flintstone web page modality allowing, enabling, and providing excellent linkedin access whereby augmented and/or augmented reality telecommunication simulation delivers, exports, and ferries lame poetaster to small town America a place that time forgot and the decades cannot improve within which dwell strong women, good-looking men and above average children Wobegon place name preserving lifestyle exhibiting voluntary simplicity though aforementioned fictitious locale fires up imagination as does a place called Willoughby flourishing along outer limits of twilight zone buzzfeeding outlier zee crème de la crème confabulist this side of Schwenksville hankering towards... nebulous body, mind and spirit synchronicity courtesy sweat of mine brow equity acquiring alliance, cognizance, existence, guidance, intelligence... think **** Proenneke alone in the wilderness survivalist jack of all trades I would live free, yet nevertheless die ill equipped to captcha victuals and/or drink to stave off hunger and/or thirst respectively one twenty first century beastie boy heavily dependent upon urbanization, mechanization, industrialization, civilization to savor creature comforts climate controlled environment(s) courtesy finite fossil fuel extraction **** sapiens scourge upon planet Earth me metaphorically on par one more human parasite zapping nonrenewable resources thus desirous (yet helpless) to forsake consumerist lifestyle yet lack ways and means to toil physically to wrest good n plenti juicy fruits of labor, which initial premise as iterated with poem title dramatically off tangent, yes?

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... .. . hey every body no bodys to be found liars on the so called moon flags wave for an olding bafoon test me nations what sorrow have you strewn throughout star castles dust tis i fair maiden tis i not homosexual but quite flintstone gay hey every body ? ... .. .

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Jan 1, 2018

Jan 1, 2018 at 9:20 AM UTC

lashingstars

hey ever body

... .. . hey every body no bodys to be found liars on the so called moon flags wave for an olding bafoon test me nations what sorrow have you strewn throughout star castles dust tis i fair maiden tis i not homosexual but quite flintstone gay hey every body ? ... .. .

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