haha did you think
that i might'nt see
the crew cleaning up here
with ink and t p

well if we're on a roll
i'll add a few lines
just 'cause it's lighthearted
and it almost rhymes

if you want to read more from me
it's no disgrace
and it's not very hard i'm all over
this place

so touch me i dare you
and see what i do
surprising each other
i might touch you too

i have found that single is fun
don't have to listen
and no worries of run
my eyes are now free to glisten

well hello there and heres a quick stroke
to touch me like that deserves a good poke
so poke you i will and ill hear no complaint
consider me your own teasing saint

If he hesitates to long, that could be a sin,
if you arm gets cold, please let me step in,
I know I would sure love to dance with you again...
I mean, before you even danced the crowd gave a Ten...

i thought that you had gone to bed
what happened couldn't sleep
were the sheep in your head
all asleep

Michelle my dear, I am sorely impressed,
at the way that your poetry has flowed tonight,
it seems as though you at first lacked confidence,
your rhyming has taken flight...

Thank you so much for sharing your story with us...
we have all felt out different pains before...
but (lovely neck) Audrey is right when she says,
that sharing it helps to make it a little less sore.

The way that you have blessed us here,
with your personal story thrown on the pages...
simply, I must say, proudly from me,
the lyrical flow just amazes...

I so much first must thank you so,
for trying so hard to begin...
with the way that you just let your poetry flow...
I think that you're going to fit in!

i do try so hard
to fit in when i can
but times can hard
when you give all that you can

Ahh my dear, I'm an insomniac,
and every night,
sleeplessness will attack,
and keep my eyes wide open in vain...
waiting on that midnight train...
That delivers the "sandman" to my bed,
been waiting so long for me to fall asleep,
that I'm pretty sure he's dead....
And besides that, I must admit, that I find this rather fun...
and I'm going to miss it all quit a bit,
if, (at anytime soon) this is done...
I have no doubts that it will last,
at least a day or two...
of the many friends that I know and have met...
Been here yet, just a few...
(but then again, I sadly state, that many don't like to read)
A thread that continues to race off, like a brave and galliant steed!.

i will someday have a picture on here
so that people can see who i am
but can be hard when not for sure
all i can do is be who i am

i wasn't sleeping
i was reading elsewhere
but the action is here
not over there

satan says, "here is evil"
do you like it or not?
i've whatever you want
and i have a LOT

my head draws close to my pillow this morn
and to saying adieu leaves me so torn
but i certainly enjoyed your sweet company
and maybe tomorrow will come and ill see
that loving in truth and truth in love
will lay sweet dreams from above

Hello Slowhand... in the crowd, please stand,
for everyone to see who you are...
another great poet from around the boards...
A top notch, thread superstar!

I've heard many great things,
about this legendary poet...
(and always from him)
how he brags, dontcha know it?

But I jest, and I kid, and I certainly Tease...
This man poetry, will bring you to your knees...

So many insightful thoughts does he have,
and so many does he give away,
that people become spell bound by his words...
they just, literally stop and stay...

So with all that ado,
I've now anounced you,
to the best and the greatest of my knowledge...
When you try to match verse,
don't bet a large purse,
Slowhand, went to poetry college!

just poppin in to say great job everyone

i too have that same problem
happened after the pain
i started to have chest problems
happened through my veins

my head draws close to my pillow this morn
and to saying adieu leaves me so torn
but i certainly enjoyed your sweet company
and maybe tomorrow will come and ill see
that loving in truth and truth in love
will lay sweet dreams from above

I have so much enjoyed your poetry tonight,
and I hope that sleep comes quickly,
and then off on dreams of flight...
The words that you have so lovely spoken,
as you spent your time here tonight,
have inspired many others, to continue and write...
I thank you much with alll adieu,
even tho, without looking, I couldn't spell the word,
but again, the poetry that you wrote tonight,
was some of the best, I've ever heard.

Ahh ah ah, PKH, you're not fully done...
but don't worry gal, I'll pick up the slack,
and make sure it ends in a rhyme attack...
I'm afraid that anything posted hear,
must come with an accompanying rhyme my dear...
But I thank you so much for popping in...
(and even tho I tease, don't take offense please)
can't wait to see you again.

thank you so much for your praise
for so rusty a tounge i did try to raise
some lovers to hate and haters to love
and just stupid ditties when push came to shove

Some say a picture is worth a thousand words...
some say that... hell, most...
but I was talking about this very same subject today,
somewhere, on an earlier post...
the most I can say, is find something today...
that describes just a little bit of you...
Doesn't matter if it's a picture of two sticks,
standing at the boston Zoo...

you flatter the devil!
you naughty boy
i've a contract for you
that will bring you great joy!

just joking of course
we don't do THAT anymore....

your ticket was valid
when you opened the door!

so enjoy your night frolic
and morning will tell
if you find yourself heaven
but if not then, oh well

No doubt about will lay here or stand,
for your reknown since of structure,
is foretold throughout the land...

I'm afraid that soon the action may be,
for the night at least thru,
But could you do a favor for me,
and bring some more people too?

We both know how popular,
the mighty slowhand is,
and a few of your friends popping in,
would keep this post its' fizz...

So what do you say, help a man out?
If not I might use my manly pout...
oh wait a minute, that image is raw...
ever try to look manly, when sippin from a straw...

Well, that was my last joke,
for this particular poem,
I think I'll slap a stamp on it,
and send this one home...