Emails sent to old contacts
Is like needles in haystacks.
Some emails come back.
They’ve changed their address.
A girl lost her dress.
And I’ve lost another contact.
Emails sent to old contacts
Is like needles in haystacks.
Some emails come back.
They’ve changed their address.
A girl lost her dress.
And I’ve lost another contact.
I know a young lady named Lou
Who is known for losing her shoe.
My friend Miss Hocking
Loses many a stocking
When she visits me along with Lou …
When an elderly gentleman named Nool
Fell from a high bar stool,
A doctor called Ted
Said, “he’s stone dead!”,
And I quickly grabbed that stool!
As I climbed my apartment’s old stairs
I met a young lady with pears.
I said to her, “lucy,
Your fruit looks real juicy”.
She said, “and what about my pears?”
When the ghost of Edgar Alan Poe
Appeared to a young lady named Flow,
She said to him, “sir,
My name it is Claire”.
Why she lied I really don’t know!
I awoke to a very loud knocking
In bed with the beautiful Miss Hocking.
She said, “I can not pretend
That I don’t have a boyfriend!”.
I said, “is that him knocking Hocking?”
Children make waves
In paddling pools.
The present heatwave
Will not stay.
And sceptic fools
Continue their play
While home burns.
Is a poem a nothing?
We end in a coffin.
No pleasure is found
In the cold ground.
We see what is true
So pursue Lou and Sue.
For no pleasure is found
When we enter cold ground.
We lust to forget
Our pain and regret.
For only dust is found
When we enter cold ground.
My favourite room
Is my bedroom.
A quiet place
With a bookcase
Full of books.
And a glass
Where girls look
As they pass
By. And I
Return to books.
Robert Frost is one of my favourite poets, so I was pleased to see this post on the site Interesting Literature, https://interestingliterature.com/2022/07/best-robert-frost-quotes/