h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

No - just fun and playing with words. Abdou had never written a poem in English two months ago - now I can't stop him. What he has to say is different - the bitterness and frustrations (but sometimes hope and love) of a sixty-year-old Moroccan. Funny - it comes out in poems.

At least it comes out. That's one of the reasons I love artistic forms, they allow people to express things they may not feel comfortable just 'chatting' about...

ART

Always there for me to enjoy
Returning me to my self
Truly a gift to heal the heart


AAARGH! I'm addicted!!!!

AWESOME

Amazing ideas and words
Witty and wise and absurd
Endeavouring to please
Sometimes just a tease
Opening the mind is preferred
Making a reader take note
Enjoying your appreciative vote

This thread gets better and better.

Farida

Farida means ‘I’m on my own’,
Alone and please don’t touch me.
Relent – I’ve everything I need,
I do not need for you to heed,
Do not ask anything – I can’t
Alone I live, or else I’ll rant.

Sorry - this one has been cooking for two days - a bit depressing but true;
Drunks in the Bar

Drinking’s a sin so they tell me,
Reluctant – I go to the bar
Unable to find any sensible talk
Non-sensed I wander afar
Kindred spirits in this kind of place,
Seldom – if ever, appear.

I look at the base of an empty glass,
Nobody ever comes near.

The crossword I do, passes the time,
Have another – the next one’s on me.
Each drink - I glance at the glass and the time

“Before I go give me but one.”
And as I leave and go to the loo,
Reflect ‘just what is the **** that you do.

Someone commented " you should have called that 'refections of a drunkard'" - so;

Reflections of a Drunkard

Remorse greets every single day,
Expect the unexpected.
Flatulence and trembling hands,
Life’s just what you elected.

Each morning all you ever think,
Come on where did you hide the drink,
Today, I’ll stop but just one slurp,
I promise that I will not burp.

One day you promise – ‘no more booze’
No – one more drink you sure can use.
So down the steps and street you stagger
“Oh please – one pint? – you’re just a beggar

Fumbling how to light a fag,
And coughing - as you take a drag.
Does nothing ever matter when,
Reunited with a glass of gin?

Unknown to you the people there,
Notice that you’re in despair,
Knowing that you know not what,
And what you haven’t really got.

Regardless of the common thought
Do what you want – not what you ought.

Something else you might please to try
Other than drinking or just being dry
Booze-driven obsession
Ends with depression
Real-life, when done sober, is fly


Not every drinker is alcoholic and not every alcoholic drinks.
Fortunatly, we each get to decide for ourselves whether we need help or not.
I decided I needed help.

It was written as a joke, after years of observation of drunks in bars in more than 26 countries - they are the same everywhere.

I shall try and write a more positive one.

Positive

Perhaps you all should try and see,
Outside the world that restricts thee,
See that in this mad crazy world,
It’s possible for good unfold
Truth - hidden by our politicians
Internet gives new conditions
Verily – I dare to say
Each of us can speak – come what may

DRAG RACING

Drumming beat of heavy metal
Ripping across a field of steel
American cars, shining facades and
Great Brit engineering giving a boost.

Racing down the quarter mile
Another pair lay rubber down
Clock racks up scants seconds before
It's over for another round.
Not very ecologically nice but
God it's good fun, and makes a great night!

Haha, I nearly got the rhthms to work and stuff then, bloody hard that one too.. Must not be in a thesaurusy mood...

Domestic Abuse

Derek is leaving the office
Out through the departing throng
Most of us think he's a nice bloke
Everyone's got him all wrong.
See, though Derek's the butt of our joking
Tonight he gets to be strong.
Inside he is secretly seething
Can't stand them, he doesn't belong,

At home Anne is waiting with dinner,
But Derek is out getting pissed
Until at half ten
Soon home once gain
Every joke he repays with his fists.



(Not sure that one works)

It works, it's an angle. Well done

Agree

Spanghew

Some people do the strangest things
Perhaps they wish that they had wings
Amphibians they teach to fly
No one understands quite why.
Goodness only ever knows
How frogs can glide or even toads
Each flying toad or soaring frog
Watched carefully from marshy bog.

From another thread:

ped v ham

Pedantic barstewards are wont to say
Each word and phrase in a different way
Divining meanings – different thought
Varied inceptions - come what ought.
Ham-fisted pedants from the north,
Accuse, abuse in all their wrath.
Maybe a young man can learn to play.

Living Abroad

Life is not always easy in tropical climes,
It seems that there are just too many times,
Veracity, honesty, loving and faith,
Inescapably seem to be displaced.
Nothing you say, fax, read or write,
Gets understood by people aright.
Anger is banned - sarcasm is trite.
Be on your guard with all you write.
Regardless of one’s written word,
Obviously it’ll be absurd.
Abrasive talk is always banned
Don’t do it else wise you’ll be damned.

Cummon - somebody must have an idea!

Tired

Tuckered out,
Insomnia in a bout,
Run-down, having gout,
Empty, and knocked-out,
Drowsy, not up and about.

Sitting up with drooping eyes
Listlessly awaits the demise
Enchanted by deep
Elicited sleep
Postponing much longer's unwise

Goodnight

Goodnight
Go to bed – perchance to dream
Often time you tend to scream
Oh don’t you fear the darkest night,?
Don’t ever be afraid by fright,
No - work until the break of day
I’ll make things work my own old way
Go make your life and your own mark
Hi – Bye – you’re just another tart
Today I’ll cuddle my old (emissions of gas from the wrong end)