I found this poetry in WikiWikiSandbox after somebody "munched" it and thought it might live for a while.
I moved one further gem here, before I cleared the WikiWikiSandbox.
Putting in my $.02 on this cold December Day Getting $1.00 out in a most unusual way. Should be working but would rather play, Dear layoff, don't touch me I pray. -- anon2
horizontal rules who cares - this is a sandbox still, the page has lots. -- s.helm
Open your present. No, you open your present. Kaczynski Christmas. Mirella was here...
Where have I come from? Where did I go? What have I done wrong this time? Ahhh, who cares.
Yesterday upon the stair I saw a man who wasn't there He wasn't there again today How I wish he'd go away! -- Hughes Mearns (also in songs, short stories)
Nobody has updated in a long while Thought I would help out: I like cheese . . .
I came in for a visit and a smoke and left with contrails behind spinning blue and fading white.
I am thinking a thought about thinking In thinking a thought about thinking I thought I ought think Not a think nor a thought But think naught About thinking a thought about thinking.
Green sponders are good drinks This is the way of the wiki Rat tail rat tail ink blot inks Going to a parade is a duty
cuando empiecen pasarte cosas no te preocupes, ni sientas afan sigue tu curso, ve a donde vas y tu meta alcanzaras sin nunca mirar hacia atras oh cuan lejos llegaras!
wiki wiki wikiquicker than a quickie
once when i felt quite mellow i saw a cat it looked kinda yellow i took her for curry my speech was a little slurry and they fried the lil fellow! once when i felt quite mellow i saw a cat it looked kinda yellow i took her for curry my sight was all slurry but boy, i fried that lil fellow!-Liz was like so defenitly here!!-
Cats are beautiful, okay?
Cats are beautiful, okay? okay by sri
Come out and join me on my ledge I will teach you flamenco dancing
the narrative thread, or whatever moves back and forth the soft shiny pink manufacured string is folding, weaving, gaining momentum turning into a superball bouncing between expectations investing in a culture of forgetting kl
The angels, not half so happy in Heaven, Went envying her and me:-- Yes! that was the reason (as all men know, In this kingdom by the sea) That the wind came out of a cloud, chilling And killing my Annabel Lee. But our love it was stronger by far than the love Of those who were older than we-- Of many far wiser than we- And neither the angels in Heaven above, Nor the demons down under the sea, Can ever dissever my soul from the soul Of the beautiful Annabel Lee:-- For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And the stars never rise but I see the bright eyes Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side Of my darling, my darling, my life and my bride, In her sepulchre there by the sea-- In her tomb by the side of the sea. In her tomb by the side of the sea.This is "Annabel Lee" by EdgarAllanPoe. http://www.americanpoems.com/poets/poe/12619
Trial:
Can i put my poem here i mused.. would it be called site-abused? but i'm doing it..i'm so amused.. take it off the page if u're so fused - Shubha
I wanna write Don't know what! Don't feel like typing Stupid thought! SV :)
There was a young man with a hernia Who said to his doctor: "Gol-dern ya' When you're carving my middle Be sure you don't fiddle With matters that do not concern ya'."
Try, try, why not try. My fingers fly, fly, Low to the key board High to the sky.