I WANT TO SCREAM - AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!
That felt good actually!

I am a lonely guy in Knoxville Tennessee, looking for a kindred soul
of the opposite sex to examine life with. So ladies in Tennessee,
Kentucky, Virgina, North Carolina: Message me and let's see if we can
cook something up (no, not road kill!)

You won't be disappointed! I guarentee I will make you laugh -
without tickling you! But I can tickle your fancy and whatever you
fancy! LOL

Any takers? Then take ME! LOL

Gotta put my 2 cents in the ring! WE DEFINATELY NEED A CHATROOM HERE!!
Sorry for yelling.

Gotta put my 2 cents in the ring! WE DEFINATELY NEED A CHATROOM HERE!!
Sorry for yelling.

LOL bad? explain

Dark Opus

Night-filled eyes
Ears fill with deafening attack
Of sleet’s staccato notes
Freezing to an obsidian staff

Tears: liquid metronomes
Meter freezing of my night
-A largo interval in absence of light –
Despair crescendos, fermata, … then rest

Pitter-patter decrescendos
Raging storm becomes a mime
Fluid notes to crystal motes:
Grave’ fights gravity: snow slows time.

Window-framed cinema in black and white
Flickers on a screen called soul
Shivering symphony compliments
This dark opus takes its toll

Then, here, in a universe stopped,
Fragile flakes fall slowly.
Now in icy agony
I thaw – forever holy

JQPub - you're over analyzing! Shes a met-a-phor!

HaHa, too scared to respond?

Thanks iceprincess!
And Michael...thanks for playing and you play well!!

Ladys, you'll never see a poem like this again!


I trembled in an angel's warm embrace
when she desended just for me
her light illuminated ecstacy
and enveloped me in her grace

But then, her light left without a trace
She laid back to offer sacrifice;
her body,reeking of ritual spice,
guided me to her special place

But on that alter, I found disgrace
My manhood released it's final breath
Her lips whispered my exquisite death
I could not finish the race

My angel could have been contrary
Instead, she offered sanctuary

Ok, no response to "green Dreams" yet. See if you like this one:

Myriads of Fall’s Ulysses

The chill of Autumn animates leaves –
they fall, then sail a sea of night
Multi-colored rafts take flight
To crash on varied distant shores.

Each leaf, a brave Ulysses
Seeking shelter from a breeze gone wrong:
Each propelled by a Siren’s song
Each knows not what lies in store

So, oblivious, they surf the wind
Tossed where ever currents throw
And, sadly, their Siren’s know
Their voyages are soon to end

The harsh fate of the little rafts?
Battered, broken on ancient rock
Drenched with icy rain, the shock
Renders them unable to ascend

So myriads of Fall’s Ulysses
Slowly turn to future soil
To aid the Sirens, whose only toil
Is to sing of Autumns yet to come

Well, I'll get the ball rolling! This poem is called "Green Dreams":

Green Dreams

Subconscious emerald
Cool gray-matter grass
Cerebral sassafras
Wafts memories like root beer air
Into dense, white-matter clouds

Green Dreams
Surreal azure
Mirrors reflect mind’s peridot skies
Ideas: liquid jade
Telegraph knowing like olive eyes

Virtual flavors, granny smith and kiwi
Press on lucid lips
Exotic apparition of a kiss
All senses wide awake
But reality sleeps

Green Dreams?
The patina on quiet life

Hey, anybody out there got a poem about about a season? let's compare.

Hey, are we showing the first songs we wrote here?

Hey newguy - that's some damn good sage advice! Not bad...for a new
guy.

I prefer cuddle buddies to snuggle bunnies! But if she's warm and
there's a storm - it doesn't matter what she's called!

Slippery when wet!
Oh, you meant zodiac sign - Gemini, of course!