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Alarm bell rings, time to get up
Make toast and coffee, log on for the day.
plot the swings, and drink the cup.
Make another pot of coffee as price makes way.
R.I.P. Joseph Bach (Itchymoku), 1987-2018.
Please visit this thread for more information.
Alarm bell rings, time to get up
Make toast and coffee, log on for the day.
plot the swings, and drink the cup.
Make another pot of coffee as price makes way.
Am I short or am I long, I ponder
Always a problem for me.
Alarm bell rings, time to get up
Make toast and coffee, log on for the day.
plot the swings, and drink the cup.
Make another pot of coffee as price makes way.
Now I ponder, long or short
Always a problem for me.
Relationships, women, stocks or options,
All the same you see.
Well I can see there is not a lot of enthusiasm for making this "add a line" poem. My thanks to @Itchymoku for his contribution. It is too bad as this type of collaboration can be quite fun and lead one in directions that you don't expect to go.
But as a change of pace, have you ever had an incident that happened on your way to your normal or in my case a former traditional job. It was not a boring job as I was in my computer programming era (I had several types of careers in my working life) but starting the day was always a trial and during the writing of this piece I was firmly in the throes of a bad marriage.
So with that background...enjoy...
Taken for a Ride
Standing at a station
waiting for the train
eyes are aching slightly,
dregs of sleep remain.
One of numbered masses
off to work we go,
another day is starting
for just another joe.
Doors go whoosh behind you
stumble to your seat.
A drunken lurch, the train is off
sandwiched in like meat.
Trying not to touch
hands resting on your thighs.
Looking round everywhere
but not another’s eyes.
See the business man
buried in financial news.
See the drunken bum
still smelling of his booze.
See the student, working hard
on a project overdue.
See the tart across the aisle
with hair of bottled hue.
Eyes now close slowly as
you sway from side to side,
clickety-clack, clickety-clack
you cross the other side.
Now aboard a Spanish galleon
fighting battles on high seas.
The deck heaves up and down
while dueling pirates with ease.
Freeing captive maidens
from fates far worse then death,
Kisses show their gratitude
that frankly take your breath.
Head now strikes the windowpane
your eyes start with a pop.
Then suddenly you realize
‘Oh %#$!, I missed my stop!’
I haven't posted here for a while so I thought I would add another piece.
The inspiration came from my father. We were talking about a road trip I was planning on taking. I thought about what he had to say and I thought it was a great life philosophy and wrote it down
My Philosophy
Always set a goal in life,
But explore diversions
as you march forward.
They may be interesting.
They may be such that
you revise your plans.
But, if it doesn't work out,
it is no matter, since you
weren't going there anyway.
I was thinking about having a thread where people free write similar to poetry.
Basically they start off either with or without a subject in mind and then continuously type out what they're thinking without editing it and then submit it. What do you think?
R.I.P. Joseph Bach (Itchymoku), 1987-2018.
Please visit this thread for more information.
