A Clean Limerick
There was a black cat on a grave
He did not want to misbehave
He was abandoned there
And it was just not fair
But then he attended the Zombie Rave
This Limerick was inspired
by "Limerick Friday"/Facebook
Friday 20th December 2013 5:55 pm
Ninety one Word Story of My Life
I was born in Texas and raised in Arkansas. I was taught that if you worked hard and tried even harder you could accomplish anything.
In some ways this is true. At the age of 26 I joined the army.
Even though my service from 1986-1988 was a little boring. I did something that at the time was unusual for a Woman. I served along side Men and pr...
Tuesday 26th November 2013 10:48 pm
Happiness?
Sometimes I wish I
were a little more happy.
But I just feel
so darned sad.
Sometimes with myself I
get a little angry.
Sometimes I get
a little mad.
It's said to "Look
for the silver lining."
But all I see
is the dark cloud.
I try to quite
the uneasy voices.
But sometimes they are
just so...
Thursday 14th November 2013 12:28 am
Another Two Line Horror Story
I look into the mirror, an old Woman is staring back at me!
AHH!, oh wait, it's just me.
HA! HA!
Sunday 27th October 2013 11:51 pm
Two Line Scary Story
There are ghost to my left and to my right.
I look at my hand, oh no, I can see right through me.
This was an old writing challange.
Sunday 20th October 2013 9:48 pm
Lune Poetry
Anger consumes me
Eats my soul like cancer
Self inflicted hell
Woman in mirror
Who is this old person
OMG it's me
A ghostly soldier
Wife and babe are alone
Price of Freedom
Mimes make rhymes
Sure Mimes can make rhymes
Who'd hear it
The many criticisms
Crash on me like thunder
Endure the storms
A hollow vic...
Monday 26th August 2013 4:40 pm
Daddy edited poem
My brother
called you back
from the edge
of death.
But you were
in so much
pain, and you
had suffered enough.
We said good bye,
My Mother, My sister,
My brother and I.
We held each
other and
we cried.
The day that
you left us.
The day
...
Wednesday 21st August 2013 9:17 pm
Daddy
My brother
called you back
from the edge
of death.
But you were
in so much
pain, and you
had suffered enough.
We said good bye,
My Mother, My Sister,
My Brother and I.
We held each
other and we
did cry.
The day that
you left us.
The day
...Monday 19th August 2013 2:01 am
I have the right to write
I have the
right to write.
You may not
like what I
have to say.
I have the
right to write,
I'll do
it anyway.
I have the
right to write.
With this you
may not agree.
I have the
right to write.
You know where
you can kiss me!
This was written a few
...
Saturday 3rd August 2013 2:17 am
Footle Poems
Mime Rhyme
Mime rhyme
In time
Dance
Up down
Around
Breeze
Some fun
In sun
Isabella
A cute
Patoot
House
A mouse
In house
Home
A cat
Big rat
Canada
A moose
Is loose
Happy
...Monday 22nd July 2013 6:31 pm
So Very Alone
My name is Susan and this is my story.
When I was nine years old my parents and I moved to a run down farmhouse. This house was in the middle of nowhere. We were miles from our nearest neighbor. This made me feel so very alone.
About a month later my Ghost made his first apperance. It was a windy night. I was ...
Thursday 18th July 2013 4:32 pm
My Mother In Law, My Mon
I called you
Mom from day one.
You called me
Shirley, sometimes
you called me Hon.
But I had
to let you go,
I had to say
"Good Bye."
But in my heart
I said,
"Mom please
don't die."
That was more than
ten years now.
Sometimes I
still cry. That ...
Friday 12th July 2013 12:17 pm
Eyes in the Darkness
Through the window
a star less night,
only gloom and stillness.
A shadow
moves in
the hollow.
Across the clearing
a pair of red
flaming eyes!
They seem to
float through the
air. The
fear, the horror!
I close my
eyes afraid to
look. Afraid of
what I might see!
I...
Tuesday 9th July 2013 4:35 pm
My Poetry
In writing poetry
I am a hack.
But I enjoy
writing so give
me some slack.
With the
comments don't
be mean, or
overly critical.
Please be
correct,
and please
be political.
This poem was not written
about anyone on writeoutloud.net
This is jus...
Tuesday 2nd July 2013 8:39 am
Birds on High
I saw birds
flying high
in the sky.
I wanted to
join them but
I can't fly.
Sometimes I feel
low, and I
just want to cry.
My smile, for
you see it
is fake.
Cause my soul
it surely
does ache.
I look for
a glimpse of
peace, ...
Monday 24th June 2013 6:35 pm
So Why do I Write
So why do I write?
I am not a poet,
but I write a
lot of poetry.
So why do I write?
I write to
show my
point of view.
So why do I write?
Sometimes it's to
feel like I have
a small amount
of control.
So why do I write?
I write what
I feel.
...
Friday 24th May 2013 5:51 pm
Christ Love in lamp shape
Heart beats young
heart beats old,
with a love of Christ
Your heart beats bold.
Be ye rich, be ye poor, with
a love of Christ you'll have so
much more.
The rain falls
on just and unjust.
But remember Christ
rain settles the dust.
Don't float listlessly
on a s...
Friday 17th May 2013 5:08 pm
Lanterne Poem
Heart
beats young
or beats old,
make yours his home
Chirst
This is my first attempt
at writing a Lanterne poem.
Friday 10th May 2013 5:43 pm
Jimmy Rockford
Jimmy, Jimmy
you are the one.
You make being
a detective
look like
so much fun.
Angel may involve
you in an escapade.
You'll get him
out of the mess,
but you'll never
get paid.
We know being
a real detective
can be
quite boring.
But when we
watch "Rockford"
yo...
Tuesday 23rd April 2013 3:58 pm
Ghostly Quiet
It was ghostly
quiet, not a
living soul around.
No one to
hear my cries.
If I should
die not to
be found.
There was only
silence, I felt
so scared and alone.
To pass away
and it not
to be known.
I clasped my
cross tight in
my hand.
I praye...
Friday 19th April 2013 6:50 pm
I'm Not Perfect
I'm Not perfect.
Some say I'm
too ugly.
Some say I'm
too old.
Some say I'm
too reserved.
Some say I'm
to bold.
I am who
I am.
I'm not
fancy or glam.
I'm not perfect.
Friday 12th April 2013 7:00 pm
A Letter to Myself
You promised yourself
to begin acting sensibly.
Up until now your
choices have been
less than satisfactory.
Make the right move.
It is still within reasonable
time. Acknowledge
you need help.
Your history has
been spotted, but
you have a
nimble wit. Of the
art...
Friday 5th April 2013 5:36 pm
The One I Love
If ever you
doubt my
love,
look into
my eyes.
The sparkle
you see
in them
is my
love for you.
If ever the
sparkle diminishes,
do not fear.
My love
is not
gone.
Only that
my health
has diminished.
A little late for valentines,
b...
Saturday 23rd February 2013 11:55 pm
The Emergency Room Visit
I find an empty chair in a crowded emergency waiting area. I have a bad case of the flu and feel like I am going to die.
Seated across from me are three young girls and their mother. I assume their ages to be around 5, 7 and 9 years of age. The youngest and most vocal of the three, Denise says, "Let's pl...
Friday 8th February 2013 2:02 pm
The Ole Fishin Hole (Haiku)
The ole fishin hole
Toss a stone it make ripples
Water has turned green.
Thursday 7th February 2013 5:14 pm
Deep Down Inside
Deep down
inside,
I have
no pride.
Deep down
inside,
I've taken
the slide.
Deep down
inside,
my soul
the demons
have fried.
Deep down
inside.
Shirley Smothers
I wrote this poem a few years ago. I wrote it to be bad on purpose.
Someone rec...
Wednesday 16th January 2013 9:18 pm
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