"towe" poems
We join together for: We together fight We together walk We together winTo champion a causeTo inspire each otherTo defeat cancerIn honor of our mothers our sisters our friends ourselvesWe don't do this because we have toWe do this because we are inspired toWe band together, a sisterhoodOvercoming what we mustTo give what we canWe ask only this of you: See us - Cheer along our route Join us - Donate to our cause Be us - Walk these 60 milesThese 60 miles, walked by my sistersSoon to be walked by meWill touch the hearts and lives of Those we love Those we join Those we meet YOUWe call ourselves "The Sisterhood of Pink Sneakers"We walk the greatest distance we can to fight breast cancerSee what we are all about: The3day.org
Feb 25, 2010
Feb 25, 2010 at 5:04 AM UTC
I lay atop the grass with Cecily,
taking in the sun anew.
He calls down,
Come see what I've done now,
come see this new tattoo!
Eh.
I'm rather proud!
Not now cuz, I'm busy.
Oh come now, it's profound!
A portrait of Edgar Allen Poe!
Speaking of poets,
I'm quite in the middle
of an epic something...
DO YOU MIND?!
It's realllllly good though!
Oh, fine.
I plod my *** up the stairs
in the heat and reach the balcony.
I'm blown out of the water.
He's right, it's a masterpiece!
Edgar's soul ringing out
through skin to me!
Oh, wow.
You know,
he owns my favorite poem.
Which is that?
A dream within a dream.
Ah yes,
the canvas muses,
reciting a verse,
just like music.
Well isn't this canvas kindred!
The length of his cigarette
the duration of time we quip.
Back and forth, our own prose.
He says not to kiss your ***
but you are quite moving my soul.
You are inspiring me,
the way you tie emotions to paper,
in utter splendor.
Smoke break over,
to return to mechanical buzzing.
His eyes sincere,
I'd like to share,
hear more your words.
And I yours! I descend stairs,
with Godson in towe.
Are you of this town?
Yes, for now.
As am I, you should take my digits.
OK!
I'm still descending.
Oh, right..
pulling out my phone.
I'm a stickler for full names,
what are you called?
Oh, I'm Italian too!
Well, I'm Sicilian, it's quite a difference.
Oh is it now?
******* elitist.
Handsome though.
We'll see where this goes...
Jan 2, 2015
Jan 2, 2015 at 12:59 AM UTC
RECORD: FISH
FROGMAN: MR. SCRUFF
"Now, what gets sadder as it te-ries?"
-- Frogmen
"Well-"
"Rhetoric!"
-- Frogmen
"The answer is obviously a statue when it cries."
-- Frogmen
-Tacky Frogman removes tack, revealing greedy scorpion-
Johnny's and Suzy's: Good point. But,
"How did you sting me?"
"It is My [N]-{omen}-Cl-[A-(TURE)]."
"And so we'll both Clown."
"But little Trugman,
I own lies"
-- Greedy Scorpion
In vic-tore-he, it swam down that Temporal Eddy's stream,
Frogmen in towe.
All the while SHOUTING BACK:
STOP: HUMOUR'a'THrOUGHT
Feb 25, 2016
Feb 25, 2016 at 10:56 AM UTC