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5/10/2013 9:07:07 AM	*~~~~the poet tree~~~*etc.
shaggyoledog Ocean Shores, WA 69, joined Apr. 2011	Kitty kisses in the mornin', are good Girl kisses wood be better, yes they wood Butt I ain' got no girl With no purdy blon' curl An I don' want one if she is a prood I here ya dood... Meet singles at DateHookup.dating, we're 100% free! Join now!
5/10/2013 1:14:01 PM	*~~~~the poet tree~~~*etc.
shaggyoledog Ocean Shores, WA 69, joined Apr. 2011	Thank GAWD, there is baseball tonight I got plenty cold beer, it's BudLight Peanuts an popcorn An CrackerJack With Kuma on the bump, win we might CrackerJack?? Really?? Nope, I juss said thet...
5/10/2013 2:34:52 PM	*~~~~the poet tree~~~*etc.
cupocheer Assumption, IL 66, joined May. 2010	Oh to be a poetic tree waving in the forest amongst the bees.
5/11/2013 9:43:12 AM	*~~~~the poet tree~~~*etc.
shaggyoledog Ocean Shores, WA 69, joined Apr. 2011	When ya post, post in a safe haven Don' do it, if there's miss behavin' Rite words, oh so sweet Ta knock me off my feet Butt not if yer legs are unshaven
5/11/2013 9:58:03 AM	*~~~~the poet tree~~~*etc.
sorpstar Wayne, NJ 62, joined Oct. 2009	Poets and we don't know it Lovers and we can't take a fit What brings us to this site Sure not for any bright lites I'm buying me a homemade do it youself kit..
5/11/2013 11:57:02 AM	*~~~~the poet tree~~~*etc.
shaggyoledog Ocean Shores, WA 69, joined Apr. 2011	I remember, when Life was simpler, when Grass was greener, when Skies were bluer, when Sun was warmer, when Breezes were softer, when Colors were brighter, when Bees buzzzzzed, when Rivers ran deeper, when Oceans were winder, when Trees were taller, when Birds were singing, when First we met, when Love was sweet, when You were by my side... [Edited 5/11/2013 11:59:17 AM ]
5/11/2013 2:40:50 PM	*~~~~the poet tree~~~*etc.
jeffandr Leechburg, PA 55, joined Aug. 2011	This is for a very dear friend in her time of sorrow....... "An overlooked secret of humans, my friend, is that each is a seed that will flower, and that each has a future of limitless joy, whatever the pains of the hour. And I tell you that no love has ever been lost nor is anything out of place-- that your work is to strive, to give and to know in this journey through time and space. My grandmother told me the same when she died and I willingly pass it along. May your living go deeper than what you can see and your heart hear the Infinite Song." If you need a shoulder,I am here for you.......
5/12/2013 9:22:43 AM	*~~~~the poet tree~~~*etc.
shaggyoledog Ocean Shores, WA 69, joined Apr. 2011	I eat Chinese cookin', 'till it's all gone The soup is delicious, with tripe in WonTon....... But my favorite soup, is their hot and sour The only downside is, I want more in an hour Maw... Gitcher coat... We're goin' our fwr Mom's Day... It's yer turn ta buy...
5/12/2013 3:37:28 PM	*~~~~the poet tree~~~*etc.
sorpstar Wayne, NJ 62, joined Oct. 2009	Mothers should be on today's menu Not just because they have tenure More because they express love Even moms from above with golden gloves Happy Mother's Day to all being the right gender...
5/12/2013 11:58:00 PM	*~~~~the poet tree~~~*etc.
gems_n_peaches Ocala, FL 56, joined Oct. 2012	Subtly on standby Waiting... C*cked and ready Swiveling..side to side... Eyes peeled Hair tucked behind her ears Air releasing from her cushion Scooching, repositioning Hands flex and extend They're cramped Revelations Fantasy takes her over And composition clacks Tapping out feverishly She's done Her thrill is achieved She's all satisfied with Her"self" A climactic reach To gain approval And feed his hollow heart
5/13/2013 12:28:33 AM	*~~~~the poet tree~~~*etc.
cupocheer Assumption, IL 66, joined May. 2010	How can it be .."twixt you and thee A dangle on this twisted tree. For 'tis a joy ..for girl or boy To hang inverted by the knee.
5/13/2013 10:46:32 AM	*~~~~the poet tree~~~*etc.
gems_n_peaches Ocala, FL 56, joined Oct. 2012	She got snooted Cuz she thought she wuz booted After her own horn she had tooted Sounded all high fuh-luted. Went off poutin' Tale tucked and doubtin' Left town to so scoutin' Her "authority" she keeps floutin' Went off to reload Came back to play with a toad Won't be the last time she'll goad She must like that same road Guess who? No, not you.lol.
5/13/2013 10:55:24 AM	*~~~~the poet tree~~~*etc.
shaggyoledog Ocean Shores, WA 69, joined Apr. 2011	It doth soun' ta me Thet there juss mite be A gurl fite, neath this here tree So, I will stan' by Juss a waitin'... Oh my! Ta see wat my eye kin spy Clothes mite be torn Or mayhaps not worn The thot? I'd not be forlorn Junior???? Yeah Ma??? Come away from there this instance... Oh Ma... NOW!!! Yes, Ma...
5/13/2013 11:29:10 AM	*~~~~the poet tree~~~*etc.
jeffandr Leechburg, PA 55, joined Aug. 2011	Battered, beat and broken Unforgiving hazel eyes A girl almost of seventeen Full of herself and utmost lies Sick and tired of wishing Lost in the darkest time... She hopes for one to love her To hear the words "he's mine" Not one would hear her cries Or sought the given favor When crying out in bland mistrust The thoughts they all would waver The truth in all was lost at once For better or for worse And in plain words she was nothing Just a walking, living curse Frozen into stainless glass Mislead into the world A life so full of promises And the lies of one lost girl One pathological liar A book of many flaws All looked upon her in disgust For that was who she was
5/13/2013 11:50:04 AM	*~~~~the poet tree~~~*etc.
gems_n_peaches Ocala, FL 56, joined Oct. 2012	Omg! You are so mean! Yer so mean .....that..... I bet you wait in parking lots at the last vacant handicapped spot and pull in quick Just to steal it from someone who really needs it!
5/13/2013 12:04:38 PM	*~~~~the poet tree~~~*etc.
jeffandr Leechburg, PA 55, joined Aug. 2011	A troubled heart, a troubled mind that never meant to be unkind. No way to undo what's been done Nowhere to hide nowhere to run Only time can heal the pain but till such time hurts remain No use in even saying sorry No way to escape the worry she should move on,there is no doubt play with others and never pout stop acting like the innocent one only respond with positives and fun.....
5/13/2013 7:03:23 PM	*~~~~the poet tree~~~*etc.
cupocheer Assumption, IL 66, joined May. 2010	No time to write Have a good night
5/14/2013 9:56:17 AM	*~~~~the poet tree~~~*etc.
shaggyoledog Ocean Shores, WA 69, joined Apr. 2011	I once bought a pair of slippers These slippers had real kewl zippers Butt when they were on My gurlz were drawn By the odiferous scent a smoked kippers I bought em online from Sweden... Oh Cisco... Oh Pancho...
5/14/2013 2:39:53 PM	*~~~~the poet tree~~~*etc.
sorpstar Wayne, NJ 62, joined Oct. 2009	it's sorp day known as kids day around some places
5/14/2013 7:39:13 PM	*~~~~the poet tree~~~*etc.
mrusedup Boss, MO 64, joined May. 2012	Tho the grass is now green, my balls are now blue, I wrote this poem while thinking of you Hey I’m a novice
5/14/2013 8:04:00 PM	*~~~~the poet tree~~~*etc.
cupocheer Assumption, IL 66, joined May. 2010	A mixed bag of beans ...and a slab of fatback Some 'taters from the ground. Greens from a spinach top ...with vinegar to taste Makes the muscles to abound. But binding not the constitution ...for the stone upon which it lays As freedom shall surely ring forever and a day.
5/15/2013 12:21:56 PM	*~~~~the poet tree~~~*etc.
jeffandr Leechburg, PA 55, joined Aug. 2011	Damned if I is and damned if I ain’t Everyone knows that I’m no saint Trippin’ through this life with my head held high Sometimes I get to thinkin’ that I’m gonna die What’s it all for when I look around If it weren’t for the Lord, I know that I’d drown In a sea of craziness, death, and such The devil’s everywhere, it’s just too much Now what would you do, you dog of the sea Call on your buddies to mess with me Or drop to the ground and scream at God Stop all of that, after all, it’s His sod I’m dangling from a string over a pit of fire Wondering where I’m headed, my hearts desire Then I hear a rumble, a roar, and a blast And dream about the day there’s a Harley under my ass Ride away while the ridin is good........
5/15/2013 12:23:38 PM	*~~~~the poet tree~~~*etc.
shaggyoledog Ocean Shores, WA 69, joined Apr. 2011	I thought thet someone had blocked me Cuz I couldn' fine this here poet tree Butt juss like Nintendo An some in yer end O I kin rite here again, look at me... :hi::
5/15/2013 12:43:24 PM	*~~~~the poet tree~~~*etc.
cupocheer Assumption, IL 66, joined May. 2010	I climbed all the way ...to the top of the tree to see the world, distant from me.
5/15/2013 1:19:59 PM	*~~~~the poet tree~~~*etc.
shaggyoledog Ocean Shores, WA 69, joined Apr. 2011	Where wood we be with out Johnny Appleseed Wood we be like a coon thet's bin treed An what about poets The don' really know thet Their poems don' always need ta be free Free is a good thing... Yeah, so is eatin'...
5/15/2013 1:39:00 PM	*~~~~the poet tree~~~*etc.
cupocheer Assumption, IL 66, joined May. 2010	I like to compose off'n the cuff A word hear, or there, just for fluff It is easy fer me to spiel ya see A creative, or witty, free bee. I nose what I writ an' always right Dun need no licker day nor night Jesse was a James so I hath bin told Rob my bank ... in the days of olde. Patience is a hearty lot Is there something I forgot? by cupocheer, 15May2013, copyright pending
5/15/2013 2:35:14 PM	*~~~~the poet tree~~~*etc.
shaggyoledog Ocean Shores, WA 69, joined Apr. 2011	There once was a boy, who was smitten By a purdy lil girl, it was written They married an soon After their honeymoon Two hickeys, thet girl was twice bitten
5/15/2013 4:01:13 PM	*~~~~the poet tree~~~*etc.
sorpstar Wayne, NJ 62, joined Oct. 2009	to horn balls of life
5/15/2013 5:26:41 PM	*~~~~the poet tree~~~*etc.
cupocheer Assumption, IL 66, joined May. 2010	One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Don't drive drunk. Bring 'em back alive.
5/16/2013 9:26:45 AM	*~~~~the poet tree~~~*etc.
gems_n_peaches Ocala, FL 56, joined Oct. 2012	Sadness Some sadnesses are pretty, Because they're worn deep from the heart, They show our vulnerable side, And set our other emotions apart. Some sadnesses are ugly Because they are born from seeds of hate, And when they are watered, They never will abate. Some sadnesses arrive, Knocking on our doors, It seems like it will never leave, And oozes from the pores. Some sadnesses are fleeting, A mere mood that can be lifted, A friend who calls, A sincere hug, Or some humor shared and gifted. Some sadnesses are hidden, From shame or deep regret, We smile through the type of tears, And try not to show our fret. Sadnesses of all types, Are sadnesses too many, I would rather see everyone join hearts, And share what joys are plenty.
5/16/2013 9:30:28 AM	*~~~~the poet tree~~~*etc.
shaggyoledog Ocean Shores, WA 69, joined Apr. 2011	I should rite a pome thet's profound A bout someone who's renowned Butt who wood thet be Perhaps a bout me... Nope, I ain' profound, I am juss wound I coulda bin a contender...
5/17/2013 11:48:38 AM	*~~~~the poet tree~~~*etc.
gems_n_peaches Ocala, FL 56, joined Oct. 2012	There once was a gal named Flo Always talkin of things she couldn't know Til one day it was heard She was seen eating a bird Oh my goodness, it was a big crow!
5/17/2013 12:10:10 PM	*~~~~the poet tree~~~*etc.
shaggyoledog Ocean Shores, WA 69, joined Apr. 2011	Ya better watch out Or you will time out If ya take a longtime ta rite After yesterday's fiasco Sittin' here with my Bosco What I rote is now outta site
5/17/2013 1:41:55 PM	*~~~~the poet tree~~~*etc.
sorpstar Wayne, NJ 62, joined Oct. 2009	There was a lad named Dingo who loved when his mom played bingo Dingo loved his dog Pluto who always reminded Dingo's mom to play lotto Mom was a woman who played with Dingo's Legos
5/17/2013 4:47:22 PM	*~~~~the poet tree~~~*etc.
cupocheer Assumption, IL 66, joined May. 2010	Late of love While being a dove Saw wonders from up above.
5/18/2013 7:43:57 PM	*~~~~the poet tree~~~*etc.
jeffandr Leechburg, PA 55, joined Aug. 2011	As a child, I would sit and ponder, at the wooded areas, for their beauty relaxed me. The sway of the branches and whistling of the winds, as if they were calling my name. Then as I grew older, they were my retreat, for the woods became my own world. A world full of imagination, creativity, resourcefulness, as well as inspiration. I loved my domain, for no problems were to great, the woods protected me from everything. The branches would open as to hold me. The animals, in their busy ways, stopped to welcome me. It was this place, my wooded world, that I lived for. It is that place that beckons me now. For it was only there, in them woods, I felt truly free. As free as I would feel when your love would surround me.
5/18/2013 11:00:26 PM	*~~~~the poet tree~~~*etc.
cupocheer Assumption, IL 66, joined May. 2010	I am not in a poetic mood That does not bode it is not good Just if I wanted to I would But right now I wouldn't.
5/18/2013 11:24:18 PM	*~~~~the poet tree~~~*etc.
jeffandr Leechburg, PA 55, joined Aug. 2011	say what you mean mean what you say I wouldn't have it any other way talk is cheap but cost you alot what on earth do you have a plot tell me now if you can't spell does your meaning change time will tell
5/19/2013 1:43:38 AM	*~~~~the poet tree~~~*etc.
cupocheer Assumption, IL 66, joined May. 2010	Traipsing along on the garden path Heading to the grotto for a bath The day has been the weary sort When I didn't I think I ort.
5/19/2013 2:14:48 AM	*~~~~the poet tree~~~*etc.
jeffandr Leechburg, PA 55, joined Aug. 2011	Heaven is a place for angels Floating with time forgotten Swinging on the swing with passion Leaving the past of rotten..... Life was a way of knowing what our demise has left behind nothing but pasts unknowing but future has gives us showing....... float on the wings of angels sail on the seven seas lift your spirit high but never get off your knees........ beg for nothing promise me that get where you're going never tip your hat....... be proud,ever so proud lift your head up high always remember,do it daily why would you ever cry??????
5/19/2013 3:21:47 AM	*~~~~the poet tree~~~*etc.
cupocheer Assumption, IL 66, joined May. 2010	Lovely
5/19/2013 4:20:06 AM	*~~~~the poet tree~~~*etc.
jeffandr Leechburg, PA 55, joined Aug. 2011	lovely hearts beat as one, c'mon in and have some fun..... write a poem if you dare, type some words without a care.....
5/19/2013 4:27:45 AM	*~~~~the poet tree~~~*etc.
emotional4onlyu Sarasota, FL 58, joined Jan. 2013	poems speak from one's heart to many who do depart but for life to go on in our shining sun forgiveness does need to start.
5/19/2013 1:31:48 PM	*~~~~the poet tree~~~*etc.
shaggyoledog Ocean Shores, WA 69, joined Apr. 2011	If ya ride on a trolley, will yer heart sing Will yer high button shoes, gitcha a ring Rememberin' them days An all a them ways Is wearin' granny undershorts, a good thing
5/19/2013 1:39:44 PM	*~~~~the poet tree~~~*etc.
cupocheer Assumption, IL 66, joined May. 2010	Ifn I was ta peel outta my drawers to dance for a codger who snores Would that tight old coot be freer with his jarred up loot Or dare to go nekkid outdoors?
5/19/2013 2:20:35 PM	*~~~~the poet tree~~~*etc.
sorpstar Wayne, NJ 62, joined Oct. 2009	There was this guy called hockey puck Who never had any luck He always slipped on thin ice Which was like throwing dice Today he lives on his last buck...
5/19/2013 2:54:54 PM	*~~~~the poet tree~~~*etc.
shaggyoledog Ocean Shores, WA 69, joined Apr. 2011	There once was a horse called Oxbow Ya was lucky, if ya bet him ta show He won thet there Preakness An he ain' got no meekness Bet ta win, ya'd double show dough
5/21/2013 11:58:19 AM	*~~~~the poet tree~~~*etc.
shaggyoledog Ocean Shores, WA 69, joined Apr. 2011	I once went out lookin' fer romance So, I went ta a single's dance It was BYOB The mixer was free An I met a little girl from France
5/21/2013 12:16:02 PM	*~~~~the poet tree~~~*etc.
shaggyoledog Ocean Shores, WA 69, joined Apr. 2011	I have a water feature Out in my backyard With a tough nut to crack Because it is too hard They'll soak it a while The shell they discard The birds of a feather After they have jarred
5/21/2013 1:51:28 PM	*~~~~the poet tree~~~*etc.
bigbogiman Corpus Christi, TX 62, joined Feb. 2011	I have to mow better than snow or 20 below so off I go
5/22/2013 10:22:06 AM	*~~~~the poet tree~~~*etc.
shaggyoledog Ocean Shores, WA 69, joined Apr. 2011	A poem a day, keeps the doldrums away It also helps keep, one's mind in array Longfellow's got nuttin' On me, I am struttin' Cuz when I am writin', makes me feel gay I KNEW it!!! I KNEW ya was gay...
5/22/2013 12:33:04 PM	*~~~~the poet tree~~~*etc.
shaggyoledog Ocean Shores, WA 69, joined Apr. 2011	I once made a fish pond in my lawn With Fuschias alongside of the pond An it had a birdbath Waterfall it did hath Birds came from hither thither an yawn Thet runnin' makes me gotta go potty...
5/23/2013 12:22:34 AM	*~~~~the poet tree~~~*etc.
jeffandr Leechburg, PA 55, joined Aug. 2011	Through good times & bad through thick & through thin when I didn't belong you help me fit in you gave me a place in a world strange to me your sweet smiling face was I could see in a world full of frowns your laughter came through when I found a friend that was true And yes I mean you........
5/23/2013 1:07:42 AM	*~~~~the poet tree~~~*etc.
cupocheer Assumption, IL 66, joined May. 2010	neither a lender nor a borrower be you are the important one, not me.
5/23/2013 7:41:43 AM	*~~~~the poet tree~~~*etc.
findingalicia Lexington, KY 64, joined May. 2011	I have not written in some time There were no words to find that rhyme Days and days of rushing about None of regret but many with doubt. Things have I forgotten to do? Grabbing my keys and slipping on shoes Out the door with a hurried glance Feeling I might miss one more chance Rush away, blow a kiss, give a hug, say good bye Be back soon, be good, I will say Hi. So many times I would just hurry away I know she wanted nothing more than me to stay.... How to balance between those living and leaving So many times set my heart to grieving. We all are going each day, one more step, more strife Closer to the jumping off point of our life But on your way out of that door each day Never forget to love and "I Love You" to say.
5/23/2013 10:18:20 AM	*~~~~the poet tree~~~*etc.
shaggyoledog Ocean Shores, WA 69, joined Apr. 2011	Once upon a time, in the land of make believe A boy told everyone, he was going to leave Finding new life for two, in the real world He met a young girl, two hearts, how they whirled
5/23/2013 11:01:25 AM	*~~~~the poet tree~~~*etc.
jeffandr Leechburg, PA 55, joined Aug. 2011	I know that I don't always say the right things If I could I'd lift you up on angel's wings You deserve every shred of joy you receive Every time I look in your eyes I always believe That everything is going to be fine As long as I keep walking this line I don't fear the future as long as it's with you Holding your hand I will always pull through This feeling inside is hard to describe I want to be there when you need me Emotions like this are not free Sometimes it's like I don't have a clue But in this moment I promise to be true I could never do anything to cause you pain So right behind you I will always remain If you stumble I want to be the one To pick you back up and together we can run Trust me when I say you are meant to be so much more I'll be waiting when you walk through that door Being apart from you just drives me insane I love to just think about you and stand in the rain Although I'm not one to cry Just thinking about you brings a tear to my eye When you need me just turn around I'll hold you until you are strong My love for you knows no bounds........
5/24/2013 8:52:06 AM	*~~~~the poet tree~~~*etc.
findingalicia Lexington, KY 64, joined May. 2011	The Break of Dawn I woke up early this morning When the sun had not yet started shining The air felt fresh and chill, And I sat here perched quiet and still.. Thinking about what the day has in store for me, New hopes and promises I got to see… (unknown) Time to go.. Have a lovely day.
5/24/2013 9:50:57 AM	*~~~~the poet tree~~~*etc.
shaggyoledog Ocean Shores, WA 69, joined Apr. 2011
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gems_n_peaches Ocala, FL 56, joined Oct. 2012	You got his purple heart, And he got all his old guns, I have a pendant of him as a lil boy, And his old army trunk. Those lil wood dutch shoes he Brought back from Germany, I passed them to my nephew, whom I hear has now enlisted, and headed off to Missouri. I have a photocopied book of Old accounts so hard to read; His portrait won an award one time I never asked what the photographer must have thought , in it what he had seen. Why do so many questions come, so long after folks are gone, I wish he were here still, so I could ask them all, I want to know so much more Than my youth cared to learn, and how I wish all those who have passed could come back, for that I surely yearn. A happy WW2 vet he was, an elfin kind of joy, loved to share his riddles, small magic tricks was his lore. He thought himself so funny, yet serious he could be, I wonder if there's any part of him that's carried forth in me. ***

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