Thorbart Presents Poetry by Thorb

In the time of now   south garden
we all think to be ourselves
then like all the ones before
for sure a thought 
awakens new dreams of hope
nope      south garden
or not like a rope dangling    
off the limb of an old oak
fate finds fear in the heart
like rot or a fungus can start
if weakness prevails.

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You might be a pit to keep a donkey in
but if I say you are an ass hole
everyone will think differently of you.
And of me too,
for the words we use create the news
or light the fuse and abuse.

Muse spawned words
may feel so absurd
still should be heard
not refused...




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Msg: 1277	 8 Line Poetry Stanzas - Use Last Line 4 First Line

Posted: 6/8/2011 4:57:55 PM


only in yourself, do you have to believe in
and Timmy and the boys ... or those twin snipers
like it ain't for us to decide who wins
the game must be play out by those over paid vipers

Me and me buds don't really give a rat's azz
when the beer and smoke flows round the room
its all laid back fun with very little class
until on Don Cherry the camera zooms

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