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Sir_Boomme
03-06-2008, 09:30 AM
my first contribution....
just a poem I wrote many many moons ago and then hid in a yahoo mail account.
ran across it last night while cleaning out old emails.
never showed it to anyone... was a bit depressed at the time.
but I think perhaps a lot of people might feel like this at one time or another.
i'm feeling much better nowdays though :excited:


Driving on Retreads


pondering, questioning
this journey some call life.
a road potholed
strewn with litter
constantly detoured
where's the destination?
why so lost?
pleasure stops a'few,
to short, to fleeting.
driving 90 to nothing
on a 3 am deserted highway.
stop the car?
kick the tire?
end the journey here?


what's the point?
driving aimlessly
blindly...
through a forever changing
yet static landscape.
low on gas
a trunk full of junk
better hidden than shared.
spareless
no fix-a-flat in sight.
engine's knockin'
wheels out of line
next curve might do it.
stop the car?
kick the tire?
end the journey here?


better drivers pass,
others blind me
brights blaring
traveling diametrically.
where'd they get their map?
try to follow,
to slow - left behind
consuming other's dust.
with unfrequented shotgun,
the occasional hitchhiker
always finds a new ride.
alone, lost, tired
the exit ramp nears.
might be time to
stop the car?
kick the tire?
end the journey here.

jhanic
03-06-2008, 09:32 AM
Under Keystone Rose, the forum is Turtleback Lane.

John

Randall Flagg
03-06-2008, 09:33 AM
That is a nice poem.
Turtleback Lane is for writing and specifically,
Bird and Bear and Hare and Fish (http://www.thedarktower.org/palaver/forumdisplay.php?f=86)
for Member Poetry

Would you mind if I moved it there?
I will leave a short re-direct.

Sir_Boomme
03-06-2008, 09:38 AM
That is a nice poem.
Turtleback Lane is for writing and specifically,
Bird and Bear and Hare and Fish (http://www.thedarktower.org/palaver/forumdisplay.php?f=86)
for Member Poetry

Would you mind if I moved it there?
I will leave a short re-direct.

edited:
=>thanks

Storyslinger
03-06-2008, 12:16 PM
Its good :thumbsup:

Jean
03-06-2008, 11:41 PM
Sir_Boomme: before I add you to Index (http://www.thedarktower.org/palaver/showthread.php?t=272), maybe you would like this thread to be renamed? also, please think if it is going to be a catalogue thread or a poetry thread. http://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k291/mishemplushem/Facilitation/0134-bear.gifhttp://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k291/mishemplushem/Facilitation/0134-bear.gifhttp://i91.photobucket.com/albums/k291/mishemplushem/Facilitation/0134-bear.gif

wizardsrainbow
03-07-2008, 03:23 AM
Terry-

I like it quite a bit. Am glad you've moved on from that "depressiion" though.

Jon
03-08-2008, 12:18 AM
Very picturesque!

Sir_Boomme
06-22-2015, 09:41 AM
jeez.. I kind of abandoned this thread... just went looking for it, thought I'd post a couple of new poems.

actually, I wrote this poem (I think) last summer - during the severe drought we've been experiencing here in Texas....



Texas Drought

inflamed...
the tempered terra desires to weep
scorched, parched, and fissured deep
languid flora gilded like aged teeth
chewing at dulled air too fervid to breathe
the blistered earth pants like a bitch in heat
inutile mortal interventions obsolete
the land thirsts, all denizens whither
vainly awaiting relief to come hither
til winter wakes and summer sleeps
the tempered terra desires to weep.

Sir_Boomme
06-22-2015, 09:44 AM
so... now that the drought is over....for now... and we've been experiencing so much rain and flooding...
I wrote a new poem yesterday....to reflect the more current weather conditions





Texas Flood

the river swells, like a bloated corpse
deluge fed by incessant torrent
alluvium of memories are washed away
lifetimes erased in a single day
time bears witness to cataclysmic case
it flows, it ebbs, leaves none behind
no escape, no refuge found
from cosmic occurrent come unbound.
a fluid death march across the land
erasing all that dares to stand
within it's dilated path
yet still the skies, unleashed their wrath.
and the river swells, like a bloated corpse.

Merlin1958
06-22-2015, 09:49 AM
There once was a girl from Nantucket........



LOL Good stuff, Terry!!!

Sir_Boomme
06-22-2015, 09:49 AM
ok... so got some older ones... that could post here I guess... some better than others...

one day... while having a bad day at work... lots of computer hangups... filled the time writing this one:





Technological Homicide

Waiting, the hour glass turns
Whirring sounds emit, mocking me
Inner wheel churns
Urgency
Necessity
Thwarted by leaded zombie
Time passes, scored by anxiety
Inutile keys
Futile Pleas
All the reckoner spurns
Digital flicker, a mechanical tease
Still waiting, the hour glass turns.

Sir_Boomme
06-22-2015, 09:51 AM
There once was a girl from Nantucket........



LOL Good stuff, Terry!!!

who said hey Bill... suck it

:P

Sir_Boomme
06-22-2015, 09:53 AM
I think this one I subconsciously wrote just for you Bill...





"2 Cents"

Everyone keeps telling me
just how bad off they are
that their pockets are empty
and can't put gas in the car.
School, rent and tax-man
has left them all poor
with no financial plan
and a low credit score.

Some advice to all out there
That there is a key
for all that might care
and wish to be wealthy.
Know when to rebut
and use common sense
keep your mouth shut
while they spend their 2 cents

Advice from so many
is offered for free
if you save all of those pennies
you'll be as wealthy as me.
Opinions are aplenty
and easily dispensed
so spend your thoughts wisely
and that's just my 2 cents.

Merlin1958
06-22-2015, 09:56 AM
There once was a girl from Nantucket........



LOL Good stuff, Terry!!!

who said hey Bill... suck it

:P

Fair enough. However, you're the one to blame for me giving up cigarettes!!! I gotta do something!!! LOL



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NOZiGXdW_hQ

My wife is at work!! LOL

Sir_Boomme
06-22-2015, 09:56 AM
I wrote this... thinking it might get me laid...
it worked... (But then Bill got pissed cause I didn't call him the next morning)




Missing You

within my heart, where butterflies dance
in wistful hope, there be a chance
that within time we should meet
our lips caress, the taste so sweet
in anticipation of but a glance
from the one i adore, with passion's heat
i count the moments, detente required
from life's pressures, in which we're mired
perchance you feel as i do
if so, then perhaps, a rendezvous
with solemn pledge, to be true
til we meet again, i'll thirst for you.

Sir_Boomme
06-22-2015, 10:00 AM
so .... this love poem... didn't work quite as well (still befuddles me as to why not)...





One Man's Advice on Love

Courting women is a form of art
Of which wine, candy and flowers are part
Tools used to replete
A canvas of passion
Intensifying the heat
And not to be rationed
But most important, When wooing the heart
One should be careful, Not to fart.

Merlin1958
06-22-2015, 10:00 AM
Okay, you can have your "Scooby Thong" back!! LOL

Sir_Boomme
06-22-2015, 10:03 AM
yeah... just watching the dogs here...





Stop and Smell the World

Oh boy, what fun, what fun
What a fun day this is going to be
Lots of things to do, so many things to see
Hey buddy, let's Run and Run and Run

Stop! sniff, sniff, oh my, how interesting

Time for chase, better run, I'm gonna catch you buddy
Around the yard around the shed, cut through the flower bed
Oops flowers, no bad dog... different path instead
Jump in the pool, roll in the dirt, muddy muddy muddy!

Stop! sniff, sniff, oh my, how interesting.

Time to run again, tag, now you're it buddy... SQUIRREL!
Woof Woof, Bark Bark - chase old bushy tail
Up the tree, missed again, lick slurp lick in the water pail
Look dad, see me run, see me jump, see me spin, see me twirl

STOP! sniff, sniff oh my, how interesting.

Oh boy there's a tree, lift the leg, take a pee
Come on buddy take a sniff... yep... that is me.
What dad? Aw shucks, I don't want to, can't I play a little more.
What a TREAT! run, run, run , here I come, HEY don't shut that door!

Sir_Boomme
06-22-2015, 10:04 AM
Okay, you can have your "Scooby Thong" back!! LOL

'bout time... but I don't want it if the crotch has been chewed out...

Merlin1958
06-22-2015, 10:07 AM
Okay, you can have your "Scooby Thong" back!! LOL

'bout time... but I don't want it if the crotch has been chewed out...

I thought you wanted to keep that "private"? LOL

Sir_Boomme
06-22-2015, 10:09 AM
a real oldie here...




Heaven's Mortality

It was on a warm and cloudless night
While sitting under heaven's door
That something suddenly caught my sight
As it streaked across the sky
Painting dark canvas as it soar
On graceful wings, it seemed to fly
Leaving behind a crimson trail
Speeding across the satin field
Faster and faster it seemed to sail
Coming ever closer to the ground
Stopped at last by earthen shield
Vanquished, without a sound

Sir_Boomme
06-22-2015, 10:11 AM
Okay, you can have your "Scooby Thong" back!! LOL

'bout time... but I don't want it if the crotch has been chewed out...

I thought you wanted to keep that "private"? LOL

Hey... it's up to you what you want to floss your teeth with... but don't expect me to keep quite about.

Merlin1958
06-22-2015, 10:13 AM
Okay, you can have your "Scooby Thong" back!! LOL

'bout time... but I don't want it if the crotch has been chewed out...

I thought you wanted to keep that "private"? LOL

Hey... it's up to you what you want to floss your teeth with... but don't expect me to keep quite about.


:wtf::wtf::wtf:

Sir_Boomme
06-22-2015, 10:16 AM
I might have posted these before a long time ago... wrote a couple of christmas poems based off the Night Before Christmas...

The first one I wrote for a White elephant Christmas Party held on Dec. 27th, 1999
My gift was a Y2K survival pack (Beans. toilet paper, Flashlight, tampons, a spare bullet, etc... you get the picture.)
This poem accompanied the present. (I tried to utilize the Dickens prose and pun off some of the existing wordage)

A Y2K Christmas

Twas a week after Christmas, when all through the house
Not a computer was workin', not even a mouse.
All stockings were washed, by hand with great care,
'Cause all the washing machines quit workin', on the first day of the year.
The citizens were restless, quite a few packin' lead,
Having visions of vandels, and winding up dead;
Wear a bullet proof vest, or you may end up capped,
You best keep one eye opened, while takin' a nap.
And down in the streets, there arose such a clatter,
People rioting and stealing, like nothin' else mattered;
Keep away from the windows, when you see a big flash,
'Cause it's probably gunfire, someone protectin' their stash.
You walk to the store, your food's running low,
Got a nice new car, but you find it won't go;
So many ignore the warnings, said there's nothin' to fear,
"Oh that year 2000, is just another year".
With little chips designed, so tiny and quick,
Made our jobs much easier, 'till they decided to quit.
More rapid over the years, the programs became,
Made by high tech companies, who we all know by name.
Now Microsoft! Now Motorola! Now AMD and Intel!
There's TI and Apple, Samsung and Dell!
Stocks rose to the top, seemed never to fall!
Now the cash is all gone, there's no cash at all!
The plane's are all grounded, no one can fly,
'Cause on the first day of the year, they all fell from the sky;
While on the desktops, where cursors once flew;
No work can be done, no work can be viewed.
The pixels don't twinkle, the computer's aloof;
Y2k has arrived...there's plenty of proof;
For all those who believed not, just look around,
Civilization has fallen, like a stone to the ground.
Put on the fur coat, cover from your head to your feet,
The furnaces' won't work, no way to get heat.
The clocks aren't turning, none of them chime,
Twelve midnight they all read, it's a question of time.
Since all time has stop, for at least the next year,
How will we tell, when next Christmas draws near!
No presents to be bought, no lights to be hung,
No turkey to be cooked, no carols to be sung,
But as blight as it gets, there still is some light,
As long as we keep our friends, everything will be alright;
So as this year ends, there's but one thing to say,
"HAPPY CHRISTMAS TO ALL, AND TO ALL A GOOD NIGHT!"

Sir_Boomme
06-22-2015, 10:24 AM
So my other Dicken's ripoff (that sounds painful)... was a poem written for my nieces and nephew.
I made it into a "Limited Edition" coupon book... bound with a gum glue binding.
The first part of the book was the poem, on paper the same size as money....the last 50 pages were 1 dollar, 5 dollar and 10 dollar bills....so they could rip out a page and spend it.





A Christmas Poem (for my nephew and nieces)
by Uncle T.

On the Eve of Christmas Day
I married pen to pad, in poetic way
Like the howl of winter wind that whines through the night
This is a story that's crying to be told
So come in where it's warm, come into the light
Foregather all, heed the tale, that's about to unfold.
Once...
Long long ago, on another Christmas Eve
A trio of children, siblings I believe
By the window they sat, watching a rare winter snow
Anticipating the presents, that Saint Nick might bestow.
Festooning the sill, was a thick rope of holly
Nearby a cornered tree, stood burdened and jolly.
Like a fox ringed by hounds, gifts trapped the ornate pine tower
Tomorrow the festive wrapped presents, little hands would devour.
Looking through frosted glass, the youngest child spied
A frightful sight from the corner of her eye.
She called to the others, to come... look... and see
Noses pressed to the window they stared, childs one two and three.
Out in the cold, was a mishappened shape
No coat on it's back, not even a cape.
Enormously large, with a belly that shook
Fleshed an awful green tint, certainly no average crook.
With a deep furrowed brow, and stone coal black eyes
It was no halloween mask, no not a disguise
For the hideous grin, that glowered from it's face
Would make even an athiest, knell and say grace.
Across white painted yard, troll-like it scampered
A thorned treillage it climbed, totally unhampered.
From the rooftop was heard, a lumbering thump
A Scratching, a clattering, and then a huge bump.
Into the chimney, the gremlin did climb
Seeking some access, in which to commit crime.
As it clawed it's way down, the young three did fear
The thing that had come, to ruin Christmas this year.
Out of the fireplace, the monster did drop
Into the ashes, with an audible plop
Through the stockings that were hung, it came with great care
It wiped ashes from it's face, and dusted some from it's rear.
The children huddled together, petrified with fright
At the thing that stood before them, this Christmas eve night
Across the room, the ogre did stroll
Coming this evening, to take it's night toll.
Afraid for each other, they feared for their dad
They feared for their mom, and all that they had
They feared for the presents, they feared for their self
Then the Gremlin spoke....
and said....
"Waaaaz up...I'm an elf"!
An ugly elf tis true, but that didn't matter
Cause he was friendly and good, and man did he chatter.
He told how Santa, had come down with the flu
So he took over, and started early, to give all their due.
But since all the reindeer had also gotten sick
He had no sleigh to ride in, and wasn't as quick
So instead of carrying gifts, from one house to next
He came up with a plan, not quite as complex.
Instead of the packages that Santa usually brings
The color of green, would help to buy things
So he doled out some money, and all got a stash
Merry Christmas to all... now go spend the damn cash

Sir_Boomme
06-23-2015, 09:39 AM
so... by the way... for those inquiring minds
the poem a day didn't work out - life got in the way... between to many hours at work, diabetes, and all the other crap... I failed miserably.

ah... to be rich, retired, and move to a beachfront bungalow where I can paint, photograph naked women and write poems every day...

hey! it could happen...

Ben Staad
06-25-2015, 05:49 AM
Nice work. I particularly liked Technological Homicide. :clap:

Jon
06-25-2015, 06:42 PM
Dear Terry:


Do you have any poems about inbreeding? No real reason.


Sincerely,

Jon

Sir_Boomme
10-25-2015, 10:25 AM
just saw the inbreeding request... I'll work on it...
looking for words to read with Jon
ha ha

in the meanwhile... a poem accurately describing my morning today...

A Dog's Owner's Life
by Terry Newsom (https://www.facebook.com/terry.newsom)

5:30 AM
And Nature calls...
So out of bed I slowly crawl
Getting old, and I had to pee
But it was dark and I could not see
Across the room... I began to troop
Until I stepped in a big pile of poop
From a dog who... refused to go
In rain that fell 5 days in a row
Between the toes I felt the squish
With stench much worse, than old dead fish
The pile was high and spread across the floor
From the foot of bed to the bedroom door
Even now, as I sit and think of it
I begin to get sick, due to that big pile of shit
What followed was not for the faint of heart
Why could it not been, a simple puppy fart
I scrubbed, I rubbed, and cleaned that scat
All the while wishing I had gotten a cat
I shampooed the carpet for 2 hours straight
Until the dung was gone and in a clean state
The pup looked at me, tail tucked away
Then licked my hand, as if to say
So sorry dad, for all the trouble
I had to go, and it was a double.
I'll do better next time, good dog I'll be
Give me a second chance, and you will see.
Their time's so short, their love's so great
This sweet companion, I could not berate.
Shit happens, that's just a fact
But the love of a dog is an unbreakable pact

Children are for people that don't have dogs

Jon
10-26-2015, 09:01 AM
Yes... the joys of dogs!!


Nice work, Terry. True life makes for great subject matter even if it ends up being a "shit" poem. LOL

Sir_Boomme
10-26-2015, 10:58 AM
Dear Terry:
Do you have any poems about inbreeding? No real reason.
Sincerely,
Jon

"Ode to Jon"

Inbred
Jon's a man
Who likes his girls
Well fed
Thus he stays well stocked
In bread

Jon
10-26-2015, 11:34 AM
:emot-roflolmao::emot-roflolmao:

Ya' got me man!!!

Good one!!


I love humor in poetry!!

Greenlaser
01-23-2016, 10:45 AM
I like your style! The 2 Cents poem was particularly good.