Any pretty woman turned his head
He liked them all so it is said
Then one day to his surprise
They no longer caught his eye
His sexual desire totally died
There once was a man whose intellect
He did not at anytime neglect
His imagination dull
New ideas he would cull
From his colleagues received no respect
Written: April 21, 2015
Albert Einstein quoted as saying, "The true sign of intelligence is not knowledge but
There was a time when I stood tall
Especially in college, playing NCAA Volleyball.
Oh, the trips we went on to the various meets
Winning and losing in those much vaunted heats.
We weren't great then, now I can't jump at all.
There once was a proud Aries like me,
whose impatience kept from being free.
But all my pride inside
never had the chance to hide
the goal of winning confidently!
All my friends say they can not abide
these two people I have deep inside
Let the first one insist,
feel the other resist
while I wait for their war to subside.
Red, Black, Yellow - Brown or White
During the day or - late at night
- When Life is lost
- It’s too great a cost
No justification can make it right.
I am a Virgo, on cusp of Libra.
My heart and mind stays in a penumbra.
My first words were these, so told.
“Me do it me self”, so bold.
I was strange in school, I loved algebra
Inventive minds can be inspired
Great ideas in time may be sired
High fashion and style
Are acquired for a while
But in the brain sex is hard wired
We will ride straight into the sun
Come back burnt, claiming it was fun
Our aim is usually on the mark
Any miss was because of the dark
Ask for advice we'll give you a ton
Rebellious and independent,
a strong mind driven by intent;
see a face never mistrusted,
hear sincere words well-expressed...
no detail is insignificant.
(C) Copyright 2010 by Andrew Crisci
Mother Nature being supreme
Who beckons her violent scream?
Blind men lust for cash
Binding her into ash
The dust of kind Eden’s regime
Lining pockets with cash large and small,
Once found out, they return not one call.
But an amendment we need
to inflict on this breed
the same treatment that they give us all.
One Pisces Woman
Compassionate and imaginative,
A fun, fickle, Pisces prerogative,
One day saving the world.
The next lives a dream world.
But, reality is indecisive.
© August 8, 2010
Why I am so slow?
I think you should know
I meditate, cogitate, contemplate,
Yes, and then I will even palpitate
Before I let go!
It’s been eight years, and it still feels the same
As it was then, I seem to have no aim
That of a fresher
Searching for my own claim to fame.
Umpf Umpf Squeeze Squeeze
Tuck that flab in there, if you please!
"This swim suit is too small, I fear...
Or did I think the same last year?"
Just one thing...REMIND YOURESELF NOT TO SNEEZE!
Battled the mirror since the age of eight.
This on going war inside me I hate.
We all act like its a sin.
I have a slim chance to win.
Today the fight starts to lose weight.
**By Chris Matt
**”Me Against Myself Contest.”
**June 28, 2011
Outwardly I may seem like an outgoing guy
But if the truth be known, I'm really quite shy
It's all a big act
The shyness I've had since to a grasshopper I was knee high
Pianos are falling apart,
The ivory keys at the start;
From there to the panel,
It’s too much to handle;
It’s breaking the strings of my heart.
I once knew a man named red
Who had a really big head
If not for the thinking,
And all of the winking,
He knew you'd always be dead.
there once was a girl from kent
who dreamt she lived in a tent
then awoke to find
she was out of mind
and ten months behind in rent
What shall I resolve to do this New Year?
Why should I even bother or care?
Should I fly to the moon
Eat salad with a spoon
Either one is quite useless, I fear
I am a stay at home television freak
That elusive remote is what I seek
I don't have to go out
I know without a doubt
that television makes my life far from bleak.
Inspired by another member's poem.
Na- Nu Na-Nu
greetings earthlings How do you do
I'm captain Zendor from planet Sur Render
shazbot someone crashed into my spaceship's fender
hit me so hard made me go krap-poo
Balanced on a cusp precariously,
Trying to decide who I’d rather be,
Capricorn is sure and steady,
Aquarius, thoughtful and ever ready,
Yet neither one is really me.
**For the Zodiac Race**