Poetry not by Brian37

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Poetry not by Brian37

 I thought people might like to have a go at a quick poem or two- we shouldn't let Brian have all the fun... open to all.. Atheist/Theist/unrelated..

Throw them up here..

 


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 Come hither and show

 Come hither and show yourself

You little lord of ignorance, 

For that is all you are; A broken crutch for those in need of crutches

A totem to naiveté.

 

 Come hither and justify yourself

Tell us how you fool the gentle, the submissive.

Whisper the secrets you spin to woo those so desperate to believe

That they blinker and ruin their children.

 

 Come hither and prostrate yourself

For you are less than us; we surpass you.

Lay before us a decayed and wasted vestigial artefact, impotent,

clinging, mad, to ethereality.

 

 Come hither and kill yourself

You phantom, you hypocrite, you parasite!

Leave nothing but a god-shaped hole - emptiness itself

So we may all be free.

 


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I will refrain as per the

I will refrain as per the implication of the title of the thread.

 

But, not sure the intent is to say "Brian inspired me" or "Brian sucks lets show him how it is really done".

But either way, fine with me. BTW not a bad poem.

 

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It’s a fair Copt, Pope pickers

First catch your twelve altar boys
God knows which one to blindfold
But only three for him to choose from?
Despite there being lots 


Shome mishtake, shurely?

 


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ducking out of the

ducking out of the prom

plugging my ears with headphones

listening to christy moore

belt out "the crack was ninety in the isle of man"

hitting up bar after bar

dragging my coworker in tow

my only suit soaking up

the smell of smoke and stale beer

concrete tile floors

regularly swabbed like old ships' decks

shots of bitters and small beers

ending up

funnily enough

at our students' after-party

holding court in a booth

nursing a solitary beer

puffing away on a churchill

refusing proffered vodka shots

by kids who just want to see the hard-assed old man

legendary drunk

haunter of dive bars that open at 5 a.m.

live up to his rep

i play the indulgent elder statesman card instead

sighing and hemming and hawing

"my darlings, my darlings,

if only you knew

i could bury you all

but my hangovers get worse with every passing year

and i have a terror of them."

a beautiful 18 year-old girl

spends the entire time at my side

slurring to me nonstop

about her lack of a father figure

her confessions turning into pleas

and i think

"well, old boy, if there ever was a sure thing

here it is."

but as usual, time shows its superior wit

because, to my dismay,

fatherly is all i can feel toward this girl

and all the gyrating girls there

i am humbled

by my concern for them

my cliche desire that they remain as they are

what began as farce

ends as a scary fucking metaphysical experience

and i bid them goodnight

feeling like old man fucking gandhi at 30

and stagger out of their blacklit, techno-driven youthful paradise

desperately seeking the beer-reeking shadows

the working-class bars

full of grumbling old men staring into their shots

where nothing disarms me

where i can feel 100% in control

not surprised by irrational, sacrificial love

but warm and comfortable in misanthropy

as usual,

time shows its superior wit

just like those old men

those bars close early

so here i am

in a foggy night

streetlights hazy like will-o'-the-wisps

shit outta luck

still got half my cigar though

"I asked my father,
I said, 'Father change my name.'
The one I'm using now it's covered up
with fear and filth and cowardice and shame."
--Leonard Cohen


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So I searched for Him for

So I searched for Him for years
Trying my best to cover up my fears
They told me he loved me
That he had paid my death fee
That I was so completely undeserving
There was nothing I could bring
Somehow I was always at fault
In sin I was entirely caught
Nothing existed outside him
But somehow he was not responsible for sin
Now all I can do is sit back and grin
When I think how easily I was played in.

Religion Kills !!!

Numbers 31:17-18 - Now kill all the boys. And kill every woman who has slept with a man, but save for yourselves every girl who has never slept with a man.

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 Neither Brian - just

 Neither Brian - just thought it might be nice for people to post up stuff they have written and others to feedback on whether they liked it or not.. This title was just a mini jab in the ribs at ya.. no offence intended! Just interested to see some creativity from the members here.

 

Liked yours iwbiek - it made me think of film noir as I read it - I imagined a dark, husky voice narrating..

 

EDIT: Oh, and thank you for the compliment Brian- I wrote it the same time I created the thread a bit off the hoof.. as I thought I better lead by example! 

 

 


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It does look a bit suspicious

x wrote:

First catch your twelve altar boys
God knows which one to blindfold
But only three for him to choose from?
Despite there being lots 


Shome mishtake, shurely?

 

http://heresycorner.blogspot.com/2012/11/papal-balls.html

"It looks to me as though the officiating bishop is guiding the boys hand in a suspiciously firm manner. I've watched the earlier part of the proceedings (the video is over 4 hours long, so I'm not putting it up here, but it's on YouTube) and it strikes me as being quite vulnerable to influence. The same man was responsible for folding up the pieces of paper, putting them inside the glass balls, putting the balls inside the urn, sealing up the urn with ribbons and wax (a process that took several minutes and which any magician would recognise as being a classic piece of misdirection) and, later, briefly shuffling the balls. The shuffling was so perfunctory, the officiant - who was not blindfolded - could easily have kept track of which ball was which. 

I'm not saying that the choice of the new Pope of Alexandria was rigged. But the whole thing does look decidedly iffy."


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ex-minister wrote:So I

ex-minister wrote:
So I searched for Him for years Trying my best to cover up my fears They told me he loved me That he had paid my death fee That I was so completely undeserving There was nothing I could bring Somehow I was always at fault In sin I was entirely caught Nothing existed outside him But somehow he was not responsible for sin Now all I can do is sit back and grin When I think how easily I was played in.

I forgot to tell you I really like this one when you first posted it.

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