Light Poetry

As the "martyr" I was staying away just to give you guys a break from my relentless silliness. I'm sure it gets old sometimes. I figured I'd use the time away to reread some classics. Can't really say what happened to the rest of them.

Make these into a e-book/paperback?.....writer? My wife loved it. She (as am I) was impressed by these. Very good job all. Our baby son (38) died 9Mo ago and the wife has not laughed much (if any) since. It was nice to hear her really "LAUGH"! Not seeking sympathy but saying "THANKS FOR MAKING MY WIFE LAUGH"! Seriously +!

Keith

First JohnnyMac's dog and now this. I'm so sorry. The loss of a pet is bad, but I can not for the life of me imagine the loss of a child, at any age. No parent should ever have to face that. God bless you guys.

Keith, I understand you're not seeking it, but deepest sympathy all the same. Cone's right, no parent should have to outlive any of their children, I think it's probably our worst deep-down fear. Wish there was something comforting to say, very happy if we helped your wife to smile again.

Well then, Jack . . . bet you didn't anticipate all this when you started this thread.

I must say, as powerful as the written word can sometimes be, this is a healthy reminder to all of us of the communication missing because we're not face-to-face. As aware as I think I am, I still regularly incorrectly "hear" and/or misconstrue intent.

Foy

There's a guy on this board that's named Foy

When posting he doesn't play coy

He says what he sees

All the rest will agree

He's a Solarforce shill , that's his ploy

Well flashlights are his favorite toy

And his neighbors he'll sometimes annoy

While they're trying to sleep

He's up shining lights deep

Into backyards and alleys with joy

Lots of energy he does employ

and his spare time he'll sometimes destroy

When he buys a flashlight

He will stay up all night

To make sure it's the Real McCoy

Ohhh Jack . . . sir, you are a class act. I respect and salute you.

There are times when I think Solarforce sees me as their worst nightmare. I will however, accept and wear any synonym du jour that correctly descibes my affection for Solarforce. Indeed, far worse associations a man could hope for.

Foy

If your favorite light just went black

Don't have an anxiety attack

Just order a light

That's ever so bright

Get a custom from our JohnnyMac

There's nothing that Johnny can't hack

'Cause with modding he has quite a knack

If you need a rocket

That fits in your pocket

His MacMag with joy you'll unpack

His creation will take you aback

It's no bigger than a tie tac

When you witness it's glow

Then you surely will know

That a great light you will never lack

A modder we have known as is E

Extreme builds for him are a breeze

For the price of a song

His lights are the bomb

They'll light the whole state, (New Jersey)

Foy

LOVE IT!!!

Keith, I can’t fathom the pain of losing a child. If I lost one of mine I don’t think I’d ever get over the pain. My deepest condolences to you, your wife and family. May she find some peace to replace the emptiness and pain.

This man can take any old tool

And make any light into a jewel

Old-Lumens is handy

At creating eye candy

And his methods are very old school

If you give him a carpenters rule

Let him sit on a comfortable stool

In no time at all

He'll be having a ball

Making something that's ever so cool

You can tell that he's nobody's fool

And he seems to be tough as a mule

But he's got a soft heart

He creates works of art

And modding's his passion , his fuel

Honored! Sir!

I am not a poet, so I will hope y'all continue to brighten our days, with your masterful wit and rhyme.

@ Old-Lumens:

I am not a poet, so I will hope y'all continue to brighten our days, with your masterful wit and rhyme.


+1

Now Jack's really into his stride

Couldn't write a bad rhyme if he tried!

The words are just flowing

His keyboard is glowing

From the speed that his fingers must glide

He writes one masterpiece after another

With ability no-one can smother

Though one or two tried

To be a bit snide

Jack ignored them and just wrote the mother...

..Of tributes to one of our members

O-L, who's about to dismember

Another off-the-shelf Mag

That needs less output sag

(Er, is that right? I'm a noobie, remember..)

It would be great if one at a time

BLF-ers were put into rhyme

Those at work on a pill

And others who shill

kreisler, you're gonna be next in line!

I look forward to more from our Jack

As do others, because if you lack

The smiling ability

He has the facility

For bringing your good humour back

Nice! :wink:

I'm glad I'm not the only one

Who thinks writing limericks is fun

And I just have to say

I'm delighted each day

To read the fine stories you've spun

My friend Lensman , he won't be outdone

Every poem he writes , a home run

He's exceedingly clever

And it thrills me whenever

I see the new verses he's done

So if you like seeing wordplay

Our man Lensman will brighten your day

For you'll have to admit

That he has deadly wit

And rhyming for him is child's play

My friend Jack is the limerical king.

He cranks them out, "twaren't no thing".

They're never done wrong,

And they read like a song,

For they all have a lyrical ring.

Good stuff .

I sit outside with my HD2010

Waiting for dark once again

I love seeing it's light

Shining far and so bright

Inspiring adventurous men!

lensman, cone, johnnymack...I appreciate VERY MUCH your condolences. It means a lot when others feel ones pain. It just seems to make one feel just a little better.You"all made me cry (that is a good thing). Thanks very much and to all for this thread. Yes foy, the power of the written word is.........well,,,,,,,,,,,,,,powerful! It can hurt, or build up.

Keith (Who was built up)