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Post by Stanley Brown on Oct 13, 2010 14:43:49 GMT
O but how slow moves Time with lumpen toes When I am not in thy sweet arms with thee; What a long passage of time seemeth a day And each hour hangs in suspension as of eternity!
On wind no song of a little bird is heard And the sun is sombre-suited like a sleeping mouse; No scent of blossom sweet assails my nostrils And no music plays for me in my poor house!
The weeping willow weepeth unbending in stillness And the ashen-pallored moon shineth not No stars punctuateth this great infinity of space, And a great pain in my heart have I got!
On chariot of tragic loss goeth the world and his wife, Through puddles of black oblivion which lots its way Oh thou timeless clock with handless face Tick thou for me, let my woman come for me today!
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Adamastor
Senior Poet
The Poetic Rocker of Oldham
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Post by Adamastor on Oct 14, 2010 1:27:47 GMT
I'm wondering if there is any significance to the word "Time" being capitalised? Are you referring to the magazine here?
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Post by Count Orlok on Oct 15, 2010 18:03:59 GMT
Drivel.
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Post by Stanley Brown on Oct 16, 2010 15:37:11 GMT
Listen, Orolo, you can just crawl back under the stone your crept out of from under. Thankyou. Stanley.
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Post by Count Orlok on Oct 22, 2010 16:15:21 GMT
Up Yours.
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Post by Edna Sweetlove on Oct 27, 2010 11:38:21 GMT
Thank you for posting this Stan. I laughed like a lavatory being flushed.
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Post by Stanley Brown on Oct 27, 2010 17:32:07 GMT
Your wit is appreciated. Thankyou. Stanley.
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Post by Engelbert Humpalot on Oct 30, 2010 19:46:54 GMT
I could urine a better piece of poetry.
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Post by Stanley Brown on Nov 16, 2010 18:31:20 GMT
Listen, Humpalot: you are just a pervert. So shut your mouth. Thankyou. Stanley.
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Post by spamheid on Nov 27, 2010 21:53:30 GMT
Like Time, I suffer from lumpen toes. I find soaking them in a bowl of porridge is beneficial.
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Post by Stanley Brown on Dec 4, 2010 21:15:25 GMT
Try soaking your head in boiling hot Irin Bru. Thankyou. Stanley.
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Post by spamheid on Dec 4, 2010 22:07:20 GMT
I have never heard of Irin Bru. Unless you have changed the name to prevent lawsuits. Boiling Irn Bru is not to be recommended.
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Post by westcuntry on Dec 9, 2010 10:52:49 GMT
Oh my fair and wisome lass, (Edna) Of the rounded, shapely ass, When those lucious cheeks doth part, For issue of resounding fart.
Poor Stanley target of much abuse, Insults flying fast and loose, For me I rather like his style, Inviting comments that bring a smile.
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Post by spamheid on Dec 9, 2010 18:11:18 GMT
You've got a point there, as the actress said to the bishop.
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Post by montez on Mar 7, 2011 10:41:12 GMT
Why do you change from ABCB to ABAB in the last verse? Robin Pedant.
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Post by Edna Sweetlove on Mar 10, 2011 15:41:37 GMT
Why? Because he's an untalented twat, that's why.
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Post by montez on Mar 10, 2011 16:00:34 GMT
He's changed it now Endive! R.
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Post by Barry Hodges on Mar 10, 2011 18:34:32 GMT
I don't believe it. There is no record of Stan being online here for quite some time and (as you can see) the last edit on that poem was last October. I think your eyes are failing you, Robs.
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Post by montez on Mar 11, 2011 5:42:08 GMT
Bugger me : then I got it wrong in the 1st place! Whoops, sorry everybody! Rubs.
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Post by spamheid on Mar 11, 2011 14:54:03 GMT
All Bollocks, Cleary Balderdash.
After reading Clear throat Barf a bit c**t throat.
Any Other Coherent Bastards
Anyone? How aboot a wee dram! Hoots!
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Post by westcuntry on Jan 18, 2012 11:05:21 GMT
make love roughly me!
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Post by Edna Sweetlove on Aug 28, 2012 18:53:43 GMT
I had to come back and re-read this. But why?
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Post by Stanley Brown on Jul 3, 2014 17:19:08 GMT
Methinks I am happy to have achieved such readership. Thank you Stanley
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Post by Edna Sweetlove on Oct 11, 2017 16:58:21 GMT
I hear you are dead Stanley. Is that true?
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