by Tom Woody |
keep dwelling in the clouds, my mentor said
and shun those who would drag you through the mud
their heinous wish to keep you seeing red
is Satan's lure for drawing out first-blood
for in this world malevolence abounds
and evil lurks in every corner nook
to tit for tat in idle chat with clowns
is like a fish who can't resist the hook
but in the sky there's love and harmony
you'll find yourself immersed in dreams of peace
I'll help you in your quest to stay angst-free
together we'll find joy and sweet release
forever may this be my firm resolve
to rise above the fray and thus evolve
*inspired by a friend
by Shane Cooper |
There was a hot poet called Jan
Who one day developed a plan
By hook or by crook
She’d write a kid’s book
And a lizard love story began
A lizard meets a pretty girl
Their tongues in unison unfurl
On a mossy rock
Their lives interlock
Together in love they now curl
for my so talented friend
by Tom Zart |
adventure, happiness, nature, men,
Besides love men need fishing,
And for both, most are wishing,
Catching trophies chosen best,
To be envied by the rest.
Fishing is a game of sport
Loved by all, both tall and short.
We must fool the fish’s eye,
If we plan to stir and fry,
Some use boats while others wade,
As they fish the sun or shade.
Ice-cold drinks help pass the day,
While life’s troubles fade away.
Most men feel they've everything,
With their rod, hook, cork and string.
Be it river, pond or lake,
We all pray our line won't break.
By Tom Zart
by Abraham Tor |
You clipped my wings
You cured my flirt
You blinded my sight
From bevy of beauties.
I'm a toy in your palm
Administered unto your wish
And, like powerful Samson
Covering a naked hook
The cemetary of my life.
by Krystal Cochrane |
heart, love, me,
rip it, pull it, yank it free
peel your velcro heart from me;
stick it to lashes
stick it to hair
stick it to a love that's barely there.
fine job you did to zip me in
a velcro heart plays to win
loop it in my mind
lock it on my tongue
hook it on my love, then I guess you're done.
the bristles break
the more a velcro heart does take
unstick it from my future
unstick it from my past
rip it from me openly be sure to do it fast.
the taste of love is is never so tart
until you find yourself fastened to a velcro heart.
by Ettie Christian-Bowling |
Only time can mend what has been broken,
And fill the hole of words unspoken.
Replace what has been fear and hate,
Stop any further destruction in the wake,
and send a warming smile to the one that all has forsaken.
show a light down a path, without wrath.
And show love in its full form,
Mending the heart that is almost beyond reform.
A heart that life has torn like a hook,
Taking what can be took.
Time does mend a soul that is far more than broken,
By words unspoken.
by Liam Mcdaid |
flying high within
wings of love
beating on the walls
softly like those
when i laid
eyes on you
becoming one world
a dense fog lifts
hooked like a fish
as the feet
landed on shore
hook line and sinker
you got me
walking the sands
the setting sun
tonight we dine
in a rising sun
eloping with you
to a golden paradise
by Brian Strand |
Why oh why did our sweet love die:
My dearest heart
Has another fancy come nigh:
To take my part?
Did good looks,fine words turn your head:
On rebounds hook
Then to another,he so quickly sped:
And thee forsook
Will words of love and this gold ring:
Now make you mine
With promises,to make bells ring:
This troth is thine.
| Year Posted 2010
by Russell Sivey |
boat, love, poetry, water,
We are out on a small pond in a boat
A blue row boat floating on the surface
I recite lovely poems that I wrote
The moment is electric sent with grace
I softly touch her smooth skin on her face
We face each other with a tender look
Seeing how our love is read like a book
We’re sent slowly into the pond beyond
Our gaze and our souls aligned on a hook
A kiss on the mouth is how we respond
by Scott Thirtyseven |
humorous, love, romance, soulmate,
Firm against the tempest we stand
Hip to hip and hand in hand
And when your hair flicks my nose
An excited shiver reaches my toes
As we stand beneath shining full moon
I shuffle a little to create room
To fully appreciate the breathless sight
That is your beauty by silvery light
Then I look upon that incongruous stanza
Doubts roll through me like a German Panzer
But stressors melt at the touch of your palm
For when we embrace my mind goes calm
We hang our destinies on the same hook
And into a hazy future together we look
by Leon Enriquez |
Here you are today,
Walk well you own way.
Follow you own heart,
Fashion poise that starts.
That you know you fit,
Word you ample wit.
Here and now be brave,
Each act from you saves.
Yet be not bitter,
Prepare for winter.
For fragrant florals,
Spice you own choral.
Learn to listen well,
Soul can discern tell.
04 October 2017
by Jslambert Mister Roboto |
funny, girlfriend-boyfriend, husband, life, love, passion, people, romance, wedding, wife,
You messed around
and married a real
"pain-in-the butt" man
known throughout the land
his only claim to fame
is over reacting
and lacking class
a self-proclaimed pain in the ***
a crook with line
and hook to cast
things will never be the same
trade away your maiden name
to Mrs. Hemorrhoid
and wear his name with class.
by Millard Lowe |
allegory, analogy, fishing, imagery, love, spring,
FISHING FOR LOVE WITH LOVE
In the pale yellow evening
of spring, from my heart,
I cast a line into a flowing stream.
In the depths of its wetness,
teased my bated hook;
but evasive were the little swimmers
in this gentle brook.
With undying love,
the pale of my heart was fully packed;
grateful not having to throw anything back.
by J. Summers |
When summer's in the meadow
and the bluebird's on the wing,
I love the simple pleasures
that a country morn can bring.
Then all the world's a cane pole
with a bobber and a line,
the catfish are a jumpin'
and all I have is time.
My back against a willow tree
the clouds float softly by,
the wind is gentle on the pond
as it mirrors the summer sky.
With bated breath and baited hook
I love the joy it brings
when summer's in the meadow
and the bluebird's on the wing.
by Tim Ryerson |
I told her at work I been bizzy
She got mad and threw a big hizzy
Thus I've been in a bit of a tizzy
Tryin to fix things with Lizzy
So I say I’ll come see her again
(How many weeks has THAT been?)
If I knock on her door in chagrin
I’ll take a left hook to the chin
She ain’t buyin no more of my junk
Seems my Love Boat came in but it sunk
So I guess I’ll go out and get drunk
(Then consider becoming a monk)
by Wilma Neels |
hope, inspiration, life, love,
If doubt becomes your best friend
Try and hook up with hope
You will see a faint light
Even if darkness surrounds you
Do not listen to the "she said this and he said that"
They are all out to steal your joy
If you love you
And you have one person that loves you back
All the negativity
Gets drowned in that love
Because if you don’t have love
You have nothing
But guess what
God loves you
You have something
Just his love
You are sorted; so go in hope
Even if you can’t see
He is already there
by Ahellas Alixopulos |
allegory, funny, life, love,
Swimming in circles,
analysing every word
of a neutral text,
wondering if, wondering why,
something I said?
About to give up,
don't be a fool,
all that caring,
sticking your neck out,
chopped off for sure,
without a thought,
they ask for commitment,
and take it as their due,
you're not a fish,
spit out the hook,
escape is near,
the ocean is large,
then a quick note,
"See you soon?"
Now, we start
all over again.
Don't tell me it's
it's women that are
the fishers of men!
by Mark Turner |
I glanced at you for two seconds,
the longest two of my life.
I felt your touch in the glance, I reckon
for something touched my need to sacrifice.
Wanted to give more to you
than the glance that I gave back;
the conditions made it not true,
so I settled into your eyes to relax.
I journeyed to peace and pleasure,
into the depths of my soul;
there were no material treasures
to replace my desires for you to hold.
So the next time I nibble at your hook;
Please, baby if you see me,
by Samantha Komornik |
desire, emo, high school, longing, love hurts, sad love, teen,
I lost all the color in my face
My throat is closing up
My brain is frozen
My hands are shaking
I'm naseous again
I didn't mean for it to happen
Why in the world did I ever hit send?
Waiting here like a fish on a hook
Reeled close and closer struggling to drift away
The hook is caught on my lip
I can't escape this
I can't breathe
The weight of this is crushing me
It's like carrying the world and the planets on top
Patrick, the name of a saint
Michael the name of an arch angel
Why did you leave me hanging?
Hands are shaking
Mind is frozen
Soul is burning
Mouth is dry
Losing color slowly
Preparing for the big bang.
by Kurtis Scott Aka Curtis Futch Jr |
how i feel,
am calling in
your love and friend
did you cook
well am hook
i'll be over it s my clover
you are a winner
WHATS FOR DINNER
by Sara Kendrick |
allegory, animals, hope, inspirational, life, mystery, naturelife,
Swimming, life carefree
Net tightens around the school
May your hook always be cast
Where you least expect fish caught
These lost fish, grateful intent
Catch and release, Life
Freedom, new life in warm water
Breach, spout words, joy, sing
School of life, protective school
Numbers rise with the right bait
Bait, love, nuturance
Guide... North Star...The leader Home
Reward eternal life
by Shakeela Kingzley |
abuse, dark, death, evil, horror, love, psychological,
Those dark eyes on me
Like a candle-wax scraper
Cut me with your love
Then graze me with affection
Dip me in your world
Of damaged imperfection
Addicted to those dark eyes
Suspense of a frozen look
Soft feelings on my back
Before the thrust of a rusted hook
Ah but I like those dark eyes
And the uneasiness I feel
When I hold onto broken glass
You rest my head down on the steel
Addicted to the prick
Contamination that surrounds me
Rip my skin off piece by piece
At peace every time you drown me
Scabs feeling coarse
I like it like sand paper
Those dark eyes on me
Like a candle-wax scraper
by Ryan Tyler |
deep, depression, hurt, lost, sad, drug,
I scream, I cry. If I fail, I will die.
I vomit, I bleed. I am weak from need.
I shiver, I shake. I lay here awake.
What is it I've done? What have I become?
I see a mirror. My end is clearer.
My hair is so dry. Redness is my eye.
Body once strong, to drug it does belong.
My mind is not here. Something I held dear.
I am no more man, a child with no land.
All I've tried to make, thrown out for spice sake.
How will I return? To love life's sweet burn?
I must rise from ash. Reach into soul's cache.
Destroy my destroyer. Leave hell's foyer.
To never look back, wrench my life on track.
by Denis Brezik |
the bass line is woman walking
talking kissing making love
the bass line is a fish in stripes
a hook in time the bass line
is eadg its almost easy
a bass line
next to the beat
has feet is a woman walking
alone in her thoughts that no one sees
her desires a bass line
in brass a woman walking
her heels clicking
a cat on fire
sweeping brushing beats
cleats hushing echoes her steps
boots ***** cats hips
darkness lions a bass line
by Arturo Michael |
dream, love, passion,
She’s got curves
Moves that dip in flight
Her natural pose
A vintage Rembrandt delight
She’s got bait...
I'm caught like a fish on a hook
And she’s reeling me in
Into her mind
She speaks to my soul
Of healing passions
Of wild sexual urges
Her radiant Sunshine...
Highlights the shape of the world
She's colored in rainbows
She’s got Smile
Kisses that turn me on
Eyes that need
To be cared for long
Skin deep beauty...
Down to her very bones
She the dream I've dreamed to hold
A beautiful flower
Laying on white satin sheets
In blissful glow
When love FITS sweet music flows...