Uploaded December 22, 2002
BAH
Oh! The sorrow of the sow
It is great indeed-as vast as time itself
and as long lasting.
Oh!! The sow weeps
from waking till sleeping
only in her dreams does she find respite.
Alone in cool, beautiful mud.
Yet that fleeting sweetness hardly lingers
upon the sow's yearning tongue in the glaring brightness of the dawn.
In minutes, her paradise is all but completely forgotten.
It is no more than a vague, insubstantial memory,
buried in the back of her mind.
An old wish deprived of all hope. Starved.
For the sow, all of life's pleasures seem distant.
She may as well already be bacon.
Oh...
The sorrow of the sow.
It is great indeed-as vast as time itself, and as long lasting.
Oh!!!
OH!!!!!
NO!!!!!!!!
Do not forget your dreams, do not wait a moment longer.
Bask in the mud, soak up all the experiences you can.
And join me in singing the Ballad of the Sow!
Roll in mud, roll in mud,
OINK! OINK! OINK! OINK! OINK! OINK! OINK!
Sing out loud, sing out loud,
OINK! OINK! OINK! OINK! OINK! OINK! OINK!
Spin in circles, take a chance,
and do not forget to dance,
Have your fun, in the mud,
OINK! OINK! OINK! OINK! OINK! OINK! OINK!
The end.
Brian on the Stool
by an anonymous brother
Uploaded Dec. 25, 2002, Written for a Poetry Notebook (Maybe in 8th grade?)
One day Brian went to school
And he sat right on a stool.
His seat was too weak,
He went down with a shriek,
And now he looks like a fool.
Where are You, Pitfall Harry?
By BAH
Sad am I for the pitfalls and perils,
The sparkles and glitter never further from being have been;
The scorpion why given was the tail; why tooth the gator?
All this without Pitfall Harry is the shark without the fin.
Like the gluestick on a freedom flight,
So full of magical goo was he.
Yet like all objects of relative dimensions and mass,
The carpet could not miss him forever. Does it love him as did we?
Croft, Mario, Wierd Al, Omega Virus and Science Court now we love,
Cartoon and game and all,
Yet they should tip their hats to those who came before,
For their sticks too will fall.
Brilliantly
random access, man...
(snap-snap-snap)
The Board Game
By BAH
I walk through the still room towards the mysterious stranger
All eyes on me from the crowd.
"Want to play a board game?" I say.
"Sure," says the stranger, and the game begins.
As I pick up the stone cold dice,
my elbow feels sore. "Will I be able to roll adequately?"
"...then perhaps today is a good day to die!" I shout.
The dice thunder across the board.
Two sixes! The crowd roars!
I'm on my feet, embracing their cheers.
Since I'm up anyway, I might as well get my new friend and
Myself a couple of donuts from the kitchen.
After a long struggle, the game is mine.
"Well played," I kindly say to the stranger.
"You think I'm a loser, man!? You're the loser!" he shouts
And he steals the second half of my donut and flees.
The Other Side of Ohio
By BAH
In the distance, an engine steadily putters
Like a hummingbird and a wing that flutters.
The car zooms
Leaving behind foul-smelling fumes.
Never again will it come this way.
"Good riddance," I softly say.
I Know Birds
By BAH
I know birds
I have heard what sounds like a fast-forwarded trumpet
A bird song it was I'll bet.
I have felt what feels like a rock softened by years
To discover it was a feather, I didn't need my ears.
I have seen a sight to rival the Spanish Armada
"It's a flock of birds," said my mama.
I have tasted a Cornish game hen
I thought it could've used more seasoning back then.
I have smelled a gym locker room,
Of which one whiff would have sent a bird to its doom.
I know this for I have seen
More in my life than just Mr. Bean.
I know birds.
Michelle and BAH's Haikus
By MICHELLE and BAH
Added June 23, 2001
shimmering, wet snow
slushy, yet crisp in places
melts in the suns warmth
three dogs do not bark
jumping, leaping at the dark
eating peanut butter
water drips off the shard
rays of light reflecting afar
blinding a young child
Haikus for Groesch and Ken's Birthday
By BAH
Added June 23, 2001
For Groesch:
the crumbling concrete
souls cry out but are silenced
forgotten in time
For Ken:
branches slowly grow
focused only on the now
showing no regret
Mindy's Birthday
By BAH
To be at your party, I am glad
This party has truer appeal than a fad.
The food is nice, �tis true,
But I�m happiest to say hello to you.
And a wish I should impart
is "happy birthday" with all my heart.
Grateful for your existence, you should be
Others are grateful, including me.
All cows are so awesome
None of 'em looks like a possum
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