Poetry Forum

Thank you guy’s for your comments. This was written and sent in haste. A very bad habit I have. I couldn’t remove it because Crusty had very kindly left me a delightful message, so it was left there for all to see. Never mind, hopefully it will be on the next page shortly and out of sight. Ya live a...

Oh, it sucks doesn't it, when someone you love leaves. I really enjoyed this piece, It’s doomsday, he knows it, he bursts out and oozes, grabs onto what he can but drops his dignity. The girl he once entrusted, gave it all to, to please has taken up another offer and disowned his penis. especially s...

Whoa! You wanna ease up Crusty. You'll give yourself a heart attack.
Cor, that really stirred you up didn't it.
There's no self pity here mate. I enjoy a bit of pain.
By the way, you picked a great name. Really suits ya.

Wearing only a G string and a little black tee shirt, in mourning for my lost love, I sip champagne from a fluted art deco glass, and dance around my kitchen to the sound of my favourite Spanish tunes. I lose myself in the music, and thoughts of you are danced away, as I put on a show for the guy wh...

That’s funny that Ray.
I wonder, if you’re financially embarrassed, can you strike up a deal with them. You supply your own black bags and duck tape, and they could keep your vital organs, and sell them on the black market.
I wonder also if they would let you bunk in with someone. Worth asking lol.

Lol,
If they do have competitions with other crem's, what sort of offers could they do? Three for the price of two, Buy one, get one free. Mind, you couldn't try before you buy could you. Lol.
Oh yes.There's a few poems in there I think.

Lol, I know, can you believe it. It weren't my idea to go, I was dragged along by a pal. I found it quite interesting. Got to check out the ovens, what gas mark you're cooked on, how long it takes, etc. Even had a look at the left overs, you know, false bits. At least I now know what happens once th...

I thought this was a great read Ray. When I lost my parents, I too found it very theraputic to write "the little stuff" down. Ya know, the stuff that only you shared. I got great comfort from it. Even though I were 42 when my second parent died, I felt like an orphaned child, lost. I like ...

Very clever Dante. I reaaly enjoyed this. I was having a crafty "Hamlet moment" when I read this.

Lovely,
you are not alone. I will gladly wrap my arms round you and warm through.
Hold your head high gorgeous

You were my blanket.
You kept me warm and safe
from the harshness of life.
I make one wrong move,
and you pull my cover
away from me,
leaving me laying here
in the cold.

Oh Zoots,
I feel your pain. You are pouring out your heart in this piece. It's all about the emotion, and for me you nail it.