Dr. Acula's Poetry Contest! Contest Ended. Click for Link to Poll Thread, Vote For Your Favorite!

oh come on you didnt finish it!




Then one day I took a chance...
tried to fart and shit my pants

Nope. True and professional poems are not meant to rhyme. That's what sets us professionals apart from the riff-raff. Nursery rhymes rhyme, not poems. I think I will knock another one out...just a minute...



'I'm a poet me'



I write in poems
A cadence of verse
A wordsmith at his art
Words, soaring aloft
And chains forgotten
Earth's burdens below
Vocal harmony
Take me higher
Like them birds what fly to the moon
Not like them riff-raff poems what always rhyme
I'm a poet, me

Not mine, but by the immortal Frank Zappa;

Music is the best!

Sofa No. 2

I am the heaven
I am the water
Ich bin der Dreck unter deinen Walzen
(Oh no, whip it on me, honey!)
Ich bin dein geheimer Schmutz
Und verlorenes Metallgeld
(Metallgeld)
Ich bin deine Ritze
Ich bin deine Ritze und Schlitze

I am the clouds
I am embroidered
Ich bin der Autor aller Felgen
Und Damast Paspeln
Ich bin der Chrome Dinette
Ich bin der Chrome Dinette
Ich bin Eier aller Arten

Ich bin alle Tage und Nachte
Ich bin alle Tage und Nachte

Ich bin hier (AIEE-AH!)
Und du bist mein Sofa
Ich bin hier (AIEE-AH!)
Und du bist mein Sofa
Ich bin hier (AIEE-AH!)
Und du bist mein Sofa

Yeah-ha-ha-ay
Yah-ha
Yeah, my Sofa
Yeah-ha-hey

music is just poetry set to instrumentation

A winter poem written 2 years ago.

Down fell the snow, encasing in white,
The green of the earth, now fading from sight.

Now barren of life, seem also the trees,
Abandonded post-haste by cowardly leaves.

As daytime gave way, to much colder night,
Jack Frost appeared, with such a cold bite.

And now by the fire, we stay 'til we please,
Waiting for springtime, and resting with ease.

And now a one-liner to complete my contest submission.

That which is known, and thought set in stone, is cast from its throne when the unknown is shown.

I just opened a thread by a man named Russ.
In it he spoke of a calendar with trust.
Peace and love he said, it surely will bring.
To be honest, I didn't understand a damn thing.
So I clicked on the thread about a man and his wife.
Apparently she's ruining his fucking life.
I laughed as he spoke of her weighing a ton.
He called her a "land whale" and said she's no fun.
I realized then, that this must be a troll.
So I continued on with my GLP stroll.
Threads about Israel, Lebanon, and the president too.
Threads about shills, Sandy Hook,, and purple alien goo.
My god, the conspiracies are all over the place.
There's even one about a guy with a dick for his face.
There's threads telling me that I need to pray.
Holy shit, I just wasted half of my day.
So with that said, I bid thee farewell.
Because a thread just said I'm going to hell.


Don't need the upgrade, just wanted to have some fun!

!!!!

Marsupial - Not all that it seems


Silently, gliding
Just out of sight
The marsupial stalks his prey
Sweeping and circling
Denizen of above
The night is the right time of day
Eyes now affixed
No hope of escape
With the stealth of an airborne cat
OP swoops down
To taste his first blood
That's not a marsupial, it's a vampire bat

fuck i laughed

sell me your soul
the doctor said
i did not need
to comply

Surfing the glp, in my living room,
I suddenly hear a sonic boom,
So off to post, I do go,
To tell the world of what I know.
The sky is falling, I do decree
Now run for the caves, it's the only safe place to be!
So the danger has came and now has past,
I told you all, it would'nt last.
So leave that bunker, you're secret womb,
And go outside and forget the DOOM

Be like the water flowing thru

water the great gift of god
properties of healing and life
and also motion
the river of life flows thru us all
healing us every moment
every day
but we control the rivers path
and where it leads
is ultimately our choice


it's path is beatin
ensuring its destiny
taking you there
every day
be aware of your thoughts
they are the architects of your flow
let go of that which doesn't serve you
in time anything can be changed
but you have to beat a new path
to the destination of your choice
leading you to your virtue


For the record i don't want the upgrade if i win

Last Edited by Icey Beyouti on 02/03/2013 12:47 PM

Love is the lotus.
Velvet petals unfurling,
Redolent, in star-formation.
Christened with dewdrops of generosity,
Emergent, I offer up my soul.

We float adrift in this sea of fragility,
Undulate, storm-struck,
All for a chance
To linger again in the odour of its perfumes.

But, nothing to drown an ideal so pure,
Nothing to stop a heart so wanting--
We brave the tempest, sunburn at sea
To clutch its triumphs, victories upon the leaves
Bloom gilt in the graces of tomorrow,
A thousand lotuses.
Our inheritance.

Not looking for any prizes, just happy to share--great thread, Dr. Acula, and some nice contributions here, cheers to the winner.

Here I sit broken hearted
Spent my last dime
but only farted

On wisdom lay there is a desert vast
Of time a circle travelled
Lost to sand in darkness sought
Shines a universe unravelled

.....I like that...

Some ingredients
of a poem
for teeth
release!
Far away
you will reveal
a handsome joy,
nothing about a boy!
Poems are cages
for stolen souls
which never brake
like a birthday cake!
For happy hours
you speek few words
in your own art
keeping you smart
a poem with burst
creating first.

Good trusts evil.
It doesn’t want to believe that evil is capable of evil.
Good believes evil and thinks it is also good.
Good believes evil is like itself.
Evil assumes a position of power.
Evil must convince good, that it too, is good.
Evil must be surrounded by good, so its evil goes unchecked.
It is those who are good who ultimately enact evil’s chaos.
An error perhaps? For evil would never do evil.

Here is something I wrote way back in 1993. Don't know why this has stuck with me all these years, but I like it.

The Tribe Of

Dead among the living living among the dead
The tranquil war rages on the beast has awoken
He arose from his grave I guess he never really died
He probably never really will I remember when he came
But that doesn't matter now the snakes eat his flesh
He loves it
Love what a trivial word we use it only when it suits us
Hate we use it as a weapon makes us feel good
Life how sad nothing but a play where the actors sit naked in a room with bloody towels over their heads and quote lies
Death how much wonderment
We fear it but I welcome him with open arms it is nothing but a new beginning
Rain is falling
The beast is sleepy once more
You'll get used to it
Maybe
I love you
Goodnight to all
The watcher has come and I dare not defy him.

A "FOUND" CHEROKEES' PRAYER

I GIVE THANKS TO THE GREAT WHITE SPIRIT

THE ONE WHOSE VOICE IS MINGLED WITH THE WINDS

WHOSE SPIRIT IS WITH HIS PEOPLE.

I AM GRATEFUL TO HE WHO ANSWERS THE GRANDFATHERS PRAYER.

THE EARNEST PRAYER. THAT WE MAY CONTINUE AS A PEOPLE.

THE PURE SENDING OF PEACE AND UNITY. THE SCATTERED DESIRE.

YOU HAVE ALLOWED THE GRANDFATHERS THEIR HOPE.

I HAVE HEARD THE DRUMS AND RECEIVED THE BLESSING IN MY EARS AND ON MY HEAD.

MAY I RISE IN THE MORNING STRONG TO SEE THE DAY.

A DAY WHEN OTHERS LIKE ME, FIND THEIR PLACE.

A PLACE WHERE THE WIND BLOWS, THE GRASS GROWS,

AND WE ARE THANKFUL FOR ALL THINGS.

DOHI

Bed bugs are bad
roaches are to
If you see one hit it with a shoe.
If you got spiders
they burn well with lighters.
turning into a big flaming goo
If this gives you chillers
pick up the phone and call bugkiller.

an original poem by bugkiller :)

Then one day he took a chance tried to fart and shit his pants.

The first one was written for this contest this one was written long ago...

Look at me,
I'm as free
as the wind on the sea.

Look at me,
I'm as high
as the birds in the sky.

I don't know where I'm going,
I forget where I've been,
but my heart keeps on moving
into the wind.

24 hours left in this contest!

I've already read LOTS of amazing poems!!

I sincerely appreciate everyone's contribution to this thread!

Even though I'm not commenting very much... i am reading.

GLP has some awesome Poets!



I am anxious to see what the next 24 hours brings!!!

i wrote this all by myself

Fasten your eyes
closely my friends
keep your hands from trembling.

The future is here
you'll see it soon
as it slowly passes by.

Time has formed tablets and scrolls
and they say old men never die.

I feel a Capricorn coming to soon
and now the future must fly.

Away into eternity where those
that were never born begin to roam.

The sweeping injustices
chill the hurried home.

Tik tok the passing bell..

every leader is creating hell.

Ok i just wrote this in ten minutes....

They Came

When in the darkness they came, the surreal, the ethereal, the wonder they brought.

The effortless lies, the subjugated truth, normalisation sought.

To a broken world, tattered and torn, populous suppressed, tired and worn, they came.

Global minds they bent, light of wisdom without speech sent, and the darkness was spent.

They came.

One more just for fun.

Way

Caught myself a moonbeam
Gave it to a friend
Said "thanks for the memories"
Then that was the end

She said nice to meet you
I hugged her with a smile
Lived our lives together
left me after awhile

Hey I'm in the way
Yeah I'm in the way

Beat me, scar me, hate me
Or just shoot me dead
Just don't let this loneliness
Get inside my head

I'm in the way