the new year's pages
shall soon unfold for sighting
what will they tell us?

inky
pinky
poo
I love you
why I love you
inky
pinky
poo
is because
you're
inky
pinky
poo

The stroke of thine quill, twas well felt by he
In its ink, one did utter a free spree
One admits, to the phrasing of *******
Maybe, one twas ill advised, in act
For this notation, had a harsh impact
A valuable lesson, twas taught to me
That being, be much more thoughtful of he
Using that term, has left a very big hole  
Communication lines, all stalled
Two persons, isolated and walled
An intemperate lash, won me no friend
The past error, of quill is very clearly seen
One had so awfully, vented one's spleen
Of this tutorial, I'll e'er comprehend

business
matters
came
afore
the
foreplay

one word added to nine words
doth make ten words

give a thought for those many
turkeys that were stuffed
they may not of enjoyed
having their rib cages duffed

whipping westerly winds
whirled and whacked wildly
without wariness

and the snow on his roof had become grey
yet he did have a raging fire down below
which had need of expression so say

within him dwelt a bull's roaring billow
age ne'er deterred his **** from libidinal tone
yet he did have a raging fire down below

of a female's enchantments he'd ever bone
though he twas not in a younger man's shirt
age ne'er deterred his **** from libidinal tone

as he mellowed there twas still grist in his dirt
unto a lady he'd be willing to impart it
though he twas not in a younger man's shirt

a rod of advancing years can e'er be lit
the juices of sexuality flow in a stream
unto a lady he'd be willing to impart it

e'en as the dusk sun loses its flaming beam
the juices of sexuality flow in a stream
and the snow on his roof had become grey
which had need of expression so say

T-Thronging poets are welcomed at the doorway
H-Hundreds do shuffle in by night and by day
E-Eliot York hath provided a platform for display

H-How fantastic it's been to stumble upon this space  
E-Every conceivable style of poetry is seen in the place
L-Love and all emotion put in front of a person's face
L- Lasting impressions left for our minds to e'er trace
O-Our world poetic fraternity gathering in an embrace

P-Prolific amounts of verse offered to the page
O-Over the years some hath been verily sage
E-Engaging with fellow poets on a large stage
T-Themes and philosophies begetting of gauge
R-Robust the giving which occurs at this silage
Y-Young and older writers inside a vast cage

S-So let us all put our pens in creative mode
I-Invest HP with the fruits of your brain's node
T-Thousands of readers will enjoy every code
E-Endless lines we can all scribe into a fine ode

they've now got a toehold in the place, they're well established
they've now got a toehold in the place, they're well established
nowt will move them, these parts suit them
nowt will move them, these parts suit them
these parts suit them, they're well established
they've now got a toehold in the place, nowt will move them

the board is crammed with their posts, over a hundred counted to-day
the board is crammed with their posts, over a hundred counted to-day
no doubt they're insistent, they'll not be nudged  
no doubt they're insistent, they'll not be nudged
over a hundred counted to-day, no doubt they're insistent
they'll not be nudged, the board is crammed with their posts

some aren't impressed with their carry on, what bugbears they've become
some aren't impressed with their carry on, what bugbears they've become
they need to be escorted from here, HP management isn't listening
they need to be escorted from here, HP management isn't listening
what bugbears they've become, they need to be escorted from here
some aren't impressed with their carry on, HP management isn't listening

the board is crammed with their posts, they're well established
they need to be escorted from here, what bugbears they've become
some aren't impressed with their carry on, no doubt they're insistent
they'll not be nudged, they've got a toehold in the place
over a hundred counted to-day, these parts suit them
nowt will move them, HP management isn't listening

like a malleable glass pane
the mirage bent and moved
atop the road's tar surface
on the noon sun's peak

the Dali Lama
is a man of happy karma  
he laughs quite a lot
much like Mary Jane's ***

should Thee Artiste tell me
my poetic offerings are sub-par
I shall endeavor to lift my game
so they rise above his high bar

with a ***** sear
the sun scorched the landscape
in fervent ardor

from creation's full womb
our poetry is birthed daily
for readers world wide