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Re: Roses are red, violets are blue, here's a poetry thread, from me to you! (TW)

OH ...  I saw the Frankenstein in bold.   But I saw another layer.  Someone on Sane, way back told me its stream of conscious writing.  You do it well .  I think poetry is like movies.  One may be disturbed,  shocked,  by what they see.   .  the good ones stain me .  I can look at a painting.  be mesmerized by it,  fall in love with it while having no clue what its about.  Always thought of Sane as an anonymous confessional.  And now in this 4 dimensional room. .   I recon we're actually having fun.   

doing it..   Thankyou for your words  @Acanthiza . .   I'll  be down in the wine cellar,  .  .  . dusting             

 

@Jynx  finds out I'm renovating her hotel,   I'll be in be in strife . . .    😊                 tonys..   

Re: Roses are red, violets are blue, here's a poetry thread, from me to you! (TW)

Hehe @tonys renovate away! Creative spaces can be whatever we want them to be! 

 

Also fun fact, I'm nonbinary! My pronouns are they/them. No stress though, no guilt in not knowing. 

 

Also, your post reminded me of a quote I like that maybe you will too: "Good art should comfort the disturbed and disturb the comfortable." I don't think it ought to apply to all art, cos art is how we express the truth in our souls, and that is something as varied as all the wondrous oddities in our strange universe. But also, nothing wrong with being a little disturbed from our comfort zones from time to time!! 

 

I haven't written much poetry of late, I haven't had time. But I know I should make time. So hopefully can contribute more soon. 

 

Big love 💜

Re: Roses are red, violets are blue, here's a poetry thread, from me to you! (TW)

Your going to have to give old tonys a bit of latitude here @Jynx ..  I'll have to ask my little helper when she come's Thursday to Educate me about the  non binary solar system and planets within.  I never went to school and only learnt to read in the greying years of my life.  But she'll straighten me out.

Having said that,  further simple explanations,  welcome mats fluffy n dry.   She has transitioned and is giving  insight to a man who spent most of his life in the mountains picking fruit.   We're becoming fast friends.  The daughter I always wanted. .  .  

 

         As you can tell

            I love your Hotel

          two turtles in paisley non binary shell

             said one to the other,    lets cast a spell

          We willingly dance to your dreams . . .   Can you  tell . . .

                                                                    

 

 

Sorry   bit of fun... They just slip out.    and thankyou for letting us play, 

  no matter the cut of our cloth.             tonys.. 

            

Re: Roses are red, violets are blue, here's a poetry thread, from me to you! (TW)

Aww @tonys what a sweetheart, I'm glad you've got such a precious person in your life!

 

As the magic is cast 

Two turtles at last

May dance 'neath moonlit sky.

 

Hotel lights aglow

Sweet music doth flow

Twin shells find friendship is nigh.

 

 

Let us always partake in hearty play!

😊💜

 

Re: Roses are red, violets are blue, here's a poetry thread, from me to you! (TW)

Amen ..   Brothers  /  Sisters. . . .    Bristers ..      😊  tns..

Re: Roses are red, violets are blue, here's a poetry thread, from me to you! (TW)

@tonys  your poem is great tony.. I should say this.. You have lovely words which can bring a smile to a face.

Re: Roses are red, violets are blue, here's a poetry thread, from me to you! (TW)

Thankyou so much for that @Tilz   If the images moved inside you,  then it is worth all the effort.  Your kindness motivates me back to the word smiths forge.     Kind thought to you Tilz..                  tonys

Re: Roses are red, violets are blue, here's a poetry thread, from me to you! (TW)

The waves are crashing down through the sands the sands moving always changing ever constantly the same the lights in the distance pushing the reflection the sun allowing the moon to breathe as the seconds find the hour time is lifeless the axis of time never pending the waves are crashing down

Re: Roses are red, violets are blue, here's a poetry thread, from me to you! (TW)

She stands alone
the phone pressed against her breast
tears flow
hope is gone
the sounds of home
distant from the life she lives
as the drugs take hold
what love is this

Re: Roses are red, violets are blue, here's a poetry thread, from me to you! (TW)

 Last year I did some hard time in one of those hospital wards that tends to keep its prisoners. . .

Never realized just how much regret some folks harbour  and how easy the big bad boys

are reduced to a tear on the doorstep of fear..

 

    For my very brave friend  @Glisten .   Today I celebrate her.

 

                        Last no Regret. . cigarette.

 

             Long candy Chevy's 

                 Boulevards of curved mirrors.

             Teak  leather  'n  chrome

                                    and all it delivers

 

             The man behind shades

                           breaths Cuban cigars

             Bodies of the  Judas

                          In the boots of his cars. .

 

             Snarls you an eyebrow

                          The maidens cold shivers.

             Nicotine  tongues

                            over lips of chopped livers .

 

             Mercy  a myth

                              in cruel  crocodile boots.

             They're  already dead

                              before the man  shoots.

 

            Dew  breasted barmaid

                               two buttons  unstrung.

            From  heaving  desires

                               'neath an Alamo sun

 

            She  loves him    she loathes him 

                               night sweats in a trance.

             Craven  eyed  fires

                               in a ripped dress  romance..

 

           Castanets  clicking

                                    Flamingo  love  dance.

           The  courtship of devils

                                throw whole worlds to chance.

 

           The dance fever sails them

                                       clear off the charts.

            Brings forth the centaurs 

                                        in wild lovers hearts.

 

           Thrashing dark dance floors 

                                     to passive submission

           Cuckolds life fortunes 

                                   in her dungeons  admissions.

            From stallions to ponies,

            Kings shown up for phoneys.

                            Her trophy rooms  welcome  additions..

 

             Waking to sighs

                    Moist pillows  of warm thighs

             To late for desire  when your  dead.

             All those spent charms

                   Feeding  chemical  arms

                        On beds 

                                    of  love  letters   unread..

 

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Hope there's a smile n laugh in your day Now...                thanks for enduring                                     tonys..