Organic

[Colin Combover in a ComaParticipant 5066]

I was formed by dust
From the mineralisation of the earth’s crust

My territory is one of decay and concrete
My home will someday be of mud and peat

The heart and mind belong to the lush of the green
I find they long to rush back to a scene quite serene

Takes me to a place that a boy once knew
Where Cows chew amidst the mildew
And Yews abound anew

A haven from the urban spite
A promising sky at night
A reminiscing man in delight

Still
One can only hope
That the time left
Can be spent under an oak tree

With only me
And my thoughts
In perfect solitary

[Branched offParticipant 10928]

Wow that was a fast turn around. I congratulate you on that sir. I am touched that you should write something on my request.

Not too sure about this image
“Where Cows chew amidst the mildew
And Yews abound anew”
Not sure about mildew being good for cows but Yew kills them pretty fast.

But thanks Colin. You have certainly answered the challenge successfully. You could have a stall at a fair writing poems to order. I have seen it done. You should do something with your verse. I feel there has to be some positive outlet for it.

A woman is like fire -fun to play with, can warm you through and cook your food, needs constant feeding, can burn you and consume all you own

[Colin Combover in a ComaParticipant 5066]

Branched off wrote:

Wow that was a fast turn around. I congratulate you on that sir. I am touched that you should write something on my request.
Not too sure about this image“Where Cows chew amidst the mildewAnd Yews abound anew”Not sure about mildew being good for cows but Yew kills them pretty fast.
But thanks Colin. You have certainly answered the challenge successfully. You could have a stall at a fair writing poems to order. I have seen it done. You should do something with your verse. I feel there has to be some positive outlet for it.

For you Mr Branch, anything.
For that old f*ck however…..

With all my poems, this being no exception, I think they could be improved by deciphering. Would kill the natural flow somewhat though.
Where does one start with obscure poetry? I will need to write them all out officially, as the site goes down in the New Year.

[Gravel PitParticipant]

Colin Combover in a Coma wrote:

I will need to write them all out officially, as the site goes down in the New Year.

Yes, you need to copy paste that stuff. Are you able?

It may take a few hours but I could probably copy paste every poem to Word docs and email them to you.

[Colin Combover in a ComaParticipant 5066]

Gravel Pit wrote:

Colin Combover in a Coma wrote:

I will need to write them all out officially, as the site goes down in the New Year.

Yes, you need to copy paste that stuff. Are you able?
It may take a few hours but I could probably copy paste every poem to Word docs and email them to you.

Much appreciated, although I have most of them on paper albeit in scribbled form.
I think the more crude ones have an avenue.
The title and subject just come to me.
One in my head is, “Snappy New Year”
Bar humbug!

[Gravel PitParticipant]

You have a good mind for them bro. They just occur to you.

I have no doubt that you will be making us laugh with a few this Winter, even without trying.

[Colin Combover in a ComaParticipant 5066]

Gravel Pit wrote:

You have a good mind for them bro. They just occur to you.
I have no doubt that you will be making us laugh with a few this Winter, even without trying.

Majestic animal.
Well, the masses on here(or should that be asses?) were given “Don’t f*ck with me Santa”, and “Under the Mistletoe”. Can’t remember if I wrote other festive ones?
Hopefully I will be able to write some more. Perhaps berating the “church”…..

May write a Halloween one.

[Branched offParticipant 10928]

Halloween has so many possibilities, I think that is an opportunity not to be missed. There is no much freakery that is out on the streets, there are so many people today who are the living dead (having no life) from bloodsucking females who drain a man to zombies who go to work to please pumpkin to hopeless incels who hide away from the daylight. I think it could be a good topic for one of your poems.

A woman is like fire -fun to play with, can warm you through and cook your food, needs constant feeding, can burn you and consume all you own

[HermitParticipant]

Colin Combover in a Coma wrote:

Branched off wrote:

Wow that was a fast turn around. I congratulate you on that sir. I am touched that you should write something on my request.Not too sure about this image“Where Cows chew amidst the mildewAnd Yews abound anew”Not sure about mildew being good for cows but Yew kills them pretty fast.But thanks Colin. You have certainly answered the challenge successfully. You could have a stall at a fair writing poems to order. I have seen it done. You should do something with your verse. I feel there has to be some positive outlet for it.

For you Mr Branch, anything.For that old f*ck however…..

I wouldn’t want you to write a poem for me if my life depended on it, you sonofabitch. Go eat some mildew covered schit.

Do you really think the site will go down next year? Very interesting to see what happens.

The evil in women’s hearts leaves them no moral bounds as to inhibit them from descending to the lowest levels of darkness to acquire their self entitled desires.

[Colin Combover in a ComaParticipant 5066]

Hermit wrote:

Colin Combover in a Coma wrote:

Branched off wrote:

Wow that was a fast turn around. I congratulate you on that sir. I am touched that you should write something on my request.Not too sure about this image“Where Cows chew amidst the mildewAnd Yews abound anew”Not sure about mildew being good for cows but Yew kills them pretty fast.But thanks Colin. You have certainly answered the challenge successfully. You could have a stall at a fair writing poems to order. I have seen it done. You should do something with your verse. I feel there has to be some positive outlet for it.

For you Mr Branch, anything.For that old f*ck however…..

I wouldn’t want you to write a poem for me if my life depended on it, you sonofabitch. Go eat some mildew covered schit.
Do you really think the site will go down next year? Very interesting to see what happens.

I am quoting from others.
If it does, don’t miss the opportunity to take my email address you office mess……especially as I am you’re only true fiend and all.

[HermitParticipant]

Colin Combover in a Coma wrote:

Hermit wrote:

Colin Combover in a Coma wrote:

Branched off wrote:

Wow that was a fast turn around. I congratulate you on that sir. I am touched that you should write something on my request.Not too sure about this image“Where Cows chew amidst the mildewAnd Yews abound anew”Not sure about mildew being good for cows but Yew kills them pretty fast.But thanks Colin. You have certainly answered the challenge successfully. You could have a stall at a fair writing poems to order. I have seen it done. You should do something with your verse. I feel there has to be some positive outlet for it.

For you Mr Branch, anything.For that old f*ck however…..

I wouldn’t want you to write a poem for me if my life depended on it, you sonofabitch. Go eat some mildew covered schit.Do you really think the site will go down next year? Very interesting to see what happens.

I am quoting from others. If it does, don’t miss the opportunity to take my email address you office mess……especially as I am you’re only true fiend and all.

Fiend indeed. I will miss our banter, but only a little. I’m sure I’ll quickly forget about Colon Crumbshaker in a Cokkbag.

I almost wish that it would go down, so I could stop wasting so much time here. I’m addicted to the damn site, almost like a fukking woman is addicted to her phone, but only because it’s been such an interesting experience in the past. Boring now, most days……..so much so that I actually sometimes look forward to when your fukked up weird ass gets online, so I can have a Turkish.

The evil in women’s hearts leaves them no moral bounds as to inhibit them from descending to the lowest levels of darkness to acquire their self entitled desires.

[Colin Combover in a ComaParticipant 5066]

Hermit wrote:

Colin Combover in a Coma wrote:

Hermit wrote:

Colin Combover in a Coma wrote:

Branched off wrote:

Wow that was a fast turn around. I congratulate you on that sir. I am touched that you should write something on my request.Not too sure about this image“Where Cows chew amidst the mildewAnd Yews abound anew”Not sure about mildew being good for cows but Yew kills them pretty fast.But thanks Colin. You have certainly answered the challenge successfully. You could have a stall at a fair writing poems to order. I have seen it done. You should do something with your verse. I feel there has to be some positive outlet for it.

For you Mr Branch, anything.For that old f*ck however…..

I wouldn’t want you to write a poem for me if my life depended on it, you sonofabitch. Go eat some mildew covered schit.Do you really think the site will go down next year? Very interesting to see what happens.

I am quoting from others. If it does, don’t miss the opportunity to take my email address you office mess……especially as I am you’re only true fiend and all.

Fiend indeed. I will miss our banter, but only a little. I’m sure I’ll quickly forget about Colon Crumbshaker in a Cokkbag.
I almost wish that it would go down, so I could stop wasting so much time here. I’m addicted to the damn site, almost like a fukking woman is addicted to her phone, but only because it’s been such an interesting experience in the past. Boring now, most days……..so much so that I actually sometimes look forward to when your fukked up weird ass gets online, so I can have a Turkish.

Nah, I am printed firmly into you’re Cerebellum.
Still some relevant posters.
I will give you my email address.

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