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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Msg: 1253 8 Line Poetry Stanzas - Use Last Line 4 First Line
Posted: 5/27/2011 11:56:25 PM

in the end we will all pay our dues
this union of life can batter and bruise
rewards may sway on those seductive days
we must carefully pick and choose

who shall we stand beside when the whistle blows
who should we step in front of to oppose
the cost of decission can bring a division
bad choices can bring a punch in the nose

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here is another random poem.

lost to intellectualism
confused by youth
referenced out of context
what is the truth
does she or not
feeling so hot
what has she got that's any different
hormones mixed with fantasy
romantic tales
Holly/Bolly would if they could
ride me out of town on a rail
for questioning their stale old story
trying to develop some glory
its such a sorry state of affairs
when in reality
nothing is there.

originally Msg: 1796 First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 2/4/2011 1:24:27 PM

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