Re: Poetry

by **ambercat** Wed 24 Sep 2008, 10:49 pm

Oh that's soooo good amanda!!! worship

Yeah...keep fingers crossed that last bit comes true!!! lovestruck

by **amanda-renee** Thu 09 Oct 2008, 7:26 pm

he's like strawberry's and cream,
or a nice fine wine,
with he's dimples, and hair,
he looks so devine.

he just oozes charisma,
style, grace and charm,
our hearts just melt,
how can we remain calm.

a voice that so angelic,
a hello that's so pure,
i don't know how much more,
of this man i can endure.

without falling and crashing,
my heart to the ground,
in a million tiny pieces,
some square shaped some round.

he is the one,
i swear that it's true,
this girl's definately in love,
in love Carl with you.

by **ambercat** Fri 10 Oct 2008, 12:01 am

awww.... that's so sweet amanda!!! lovestruck

He is soooooo beautiful!!!! We really don't stand a chance do we!! We're destined to love Carl the rest of our days!!! cloud9

by **amanda-renee** Sun 19 Oct 2008, 8:58 pm

why is it?, with all the australian talent we own,
i can't get into the aria's, and im bored to the bone.
there's nothing fresh, there's nothing new,
it all sounds the same, through and through.
we need some style, we need some flair,
where's our Carl, we need him there,
to uplift the crowd, and get into the swing,
to play he's trumpet proud, and get everyone to sing,
to the classics that each, and everyone knows,
he can sing the lido, and everyone else the whoa oa oa oahs.
at least then, i'd be a bit more interested in this night,
instead of yawning, and turning of the light,
i guess i will go to bed now, and dream of how it should be,
Carl headlineing the Aria's, much more exciteing for me.

by sensor Thu 13 Nov 2008, 2:19 pm

On Idol we're down to three rockers
They all have their fans and their knockers
I couldn't care less
I have to confess
I'd rather see Carl in his jockers!!

(sorry if I offend anyone - I don't really want to see Carl in his jocks - it was just poetic licence.) rotfl

*sensor blinks and imagines that scene with tombloodycruise singing in his shirt and sox, sliding across the timber floor. Inserts Carl instead*

thud

by **amanda-renee** Thu 13 Nov 2008, 2:25 pm

mmmm carl in he's jockers mmmmm not offended here i'm actually glad you inserted that very image nice. thud

by **amanda-renee** Thu 13 Nov 2008, 2:30 pm

On Idol we're down to three boys
That don't really sing but make noise,
and i have to agree,
they all don't faze me,
as carl is one of my ultimate joys.

by sensor Thu 13 Nov 2008, 2:40 pm

Ha amanda!! Brilliant!!

I thought for a minute you were going to say 'toys', not 'joys'!!! giggle

The rockers on Idol are boring
I find myself snoozing and snoring.
If Carl played his horn
He'd find his clothes torn
by sensor, with clawing and pawing!!

by **amanda-renee** Thu 13 Nov 2008, 2:49 pm

good one sensor yes i could have said toys couldn't i, i definately wouldn't leave him in the box hehe

the event of the year was the crowd,
when Carl was there they all shouted loud,
with he's jeans and he's tee,
i have to agree,
that Carl's the idol who made us all proud.

by sensor Thu 13 Nov 2008, 3:07 pm

Ah I bow to a master amanda!!
My brain can't think of any more, or it'll fry!! lmao

I'm going to imagine Carl in his jeans and tee now... cloud9

by **amanda-renee** Mon 08 Dec 2008, 5:36 pm

when i was a young girl, a princess is what i dreamt to be,
one day i'd find my prince, and forever happy we would be,
but now i'm some what older, and there's something i have learnt,
that the dreams of the prince and me, are better as fantasy rather than being burnt.
see the prince already has he's princess, and they are in love it's true,
so as the girl in the background, i must remain the fan that's blinded by you.
the love and admiration, for my prince forever will remain,
but by me being the loyal fan, i have so much more to gain.
see the butterflies, and fluttering eyes, and giddyness in my soul,
are the things that keeps me grounded, instead of losing control.
and if these emotions i'm feeling, were to ever go away,
i know i would be saddened, and feel like i had lost my way.
so no matter what i say or do, there something you should know,
and that's that this girl loves her prince, enough to let him go.
and live the life with the one he loves, each and everyday,
and give the loyal fan a hug and a kiss, every once in a while.
to let her know that she's also special to him, but just in a different kinda way.

by **Angeo** Mon 08 Dec 2008, 6:28 pm

That's the most beautiful poem you've written A-R. I guess seeing the prince with his true princess elicited these poetic outpourings. (If it were me it would be outpourings of pure, green, jealous rage and denial

nooooo!! he's mine! all mine!!!!! ). It is so true though, darl, you hold a special place in Carl's heart because you are so gorgeous and open and you wear your heart on your sleeve cryer

it's not fair though, why'd he have to already have a girl!! And finding his princess at so young an age..... that's just wrong!

by **amanda-renee** Mon 08 Dec 2008, 6:37 pm

i know angeo it breaks my heart, but i am very happy to have him in my life as a great musical talent and no matter what i will stick by him as a fan.

by sensor Tue 09 Dec 2008, 6:10 am

I loved that poem amanda - you have such a beautiful spirit. hug

Carl's lucky that you're in his life; and I think it's lovely to have a little dream that he might be Prince Charming and you his Cinderella of fans!! hearts

by **Angeo** Mon 26 Jan 2009, 4:23 pm

One of my girl's classrooms recited this last year for assembly and she wanted me to post it for Australia Day.

Poetry - Page 3 Austflag

It is Rupert McCall's 'Green and Gold Malaria' with some adaptations by my daughter's class (and me giggle

)

The day had now arrived when I could not ignore the rash.
I was obviously ill and so I called on Dr Nash.
This standard consultation would adjudicate my fate
I walked into his surgery and gave it to him straight.
"Doc, I wonder if you could explain this allergy of mine.
I get these pins and needles running up and down my spine,
From there, across my body, I will suddenly extend -
My neck will feel a shiver and the hairs will stand on end.
And then there is the symptom that only a man can fear -
A choking in the throat and the crying of a tear."
Well, the doctor scratched his melon with a rather worried look,
His furrowed brow suggested that the news to come was crook.
"What is it Doc," I asked him. "Have I got a rare disease?
I'm brave enought to cop it sweet so give it to me, please."
"I'm not quite sure" he answered in a puzzled kind of way.
"You've got some kind of fever but it's hard for me to say.
When is it that you feel this most peculiar condition?"
I thought for just a moment then I gave him my position.
"I get it when I'm standing in an ANZAC Day parade
And I get it when the anthem of our native land is played.
I got it when young Freeman broke all records on the run
And when Langer grit his teeth to score a really gutsy ton. Poetry - Page 3 70413

I got it when Stephie Rice had a gold medal to hold up
And when Tricket and the relay teams started to loosen up.
I get it when Banjo takes me down the Snowy River
And Carl Riseley sings Matilda with a trumpet-waltzing shiver. trumpet

It hit me in 2000 when Sydney got the games cheer

And I get it when I see our farmers fighting off the flames.
It flattens me when someone flies the Boxing Kangaroo
And lifesavers brave the rough seas . . . well the rashes are true blue.
So tell me Doc" I questioned, "Am I really gonna die?"
He broke into a smile before he looked me in the eye.
He fumbled with his stethoscope and pushed it out of reach,
Then he wiped away a tear before he gave this stirring speech,
"From the beaches here in Queensland to the sweeping shores of Broome,
On the harbour banks of Sydney where the waratah's in bloom,
From Uluru at sunset to the mighty Tasman Sea,
In the Adelaide cathedrals, at the roaring MCG.
From the Great Australian Bight up to the Gulf of Carpentaria
The medical profession call it "Green and Gold Malaria."
Don't worry 'bout the text books lad, the truth I shouldn't hide.
The rash you have contracted here is 'good old Aussie pride'.
I'm afraid that you were born with it and one thing is for sure -
You'll die with it young man, because there isn't any cure.
Poetry - Page 3 Crest

by **amanda-renee** Mon 26 Jan 2009, 5:53 pm

great one angeo haha and doesn't carl make you shiver for sure each and every time he plays waltzing mmmm.

by **amanda-renee** Mon 09 Mar 2009, 4:00 pm

what can i do to thank her?
for supporting me everyday,
she my rock, my heart, my foundation,
the sun in my gloomy day,
she picks me up when i am down,
and i know how much she cares,
but i just wanna thank my girl,
for being the one thats always there.

she sets my mind at ease.
with her sparkling stary eyes,
and the grin that she has whilst smiling,
makes me feel completely hypnotised.

what can i do to thank her?
for supporting me everyday,
she my rock, my heart, my foundation,
the sun in my gloomy day,
she picks me up when i am down,
and i know how much she cares,
but i just wanna thank my girl,
for being the one always there.

the lights are brightly shining on me,
but the only light i see,
is my number 1 girl in the crowd,
looking up at me.

what can i do to thank her?
for supporting me everyday,
she my rock, my heart, my foundation,
the sun in my gloomy day,
she picks me up when i am down,
and i know how much she cares,
but i just wanna thank my girl,
for being the one always there.

so ivé finally worked it out,
what it is i should do,
and that's simply to say thankyou,
and dedicate this song to you. :)

by **amanda-renee** Wed 01 Apr 2009, 3:49 pm

Tenderly i will hold you,
in The Stillest Hour of the night,
thats When I Fall In Love with you,
Come Away With Me tonight.

i will Never Give Up on you,
for you are My Funny Valentine,
and in the Arms Of A Woman such as me,
The way you are tonight will be devine.

Don't Let Me Be Lonely Tonight,
amoungst the Magnolia's where we lay,
in the stillest hour of tonight,
our love will rise and carry us away.

love you Carl xoxox

by **Kris** Wed 01 Apr 2009, 6:10 pm

Awwww I LOVE that one Amanda ;)

by **amanda-renee** Sat 02 May 2009, 7:49 pm

haha was just going through all our idol odes and poems and came across this one from alty LOL some things havn't changed at all

25.9.07 – Altair

This year's thinking woman's crumpet
Is that guy who can play the trumpet
His style is swing
And man! can he sing
And Mark Holden can like it or lump it!

i think the women's crumpet on this forum are still dreaming about the man with the trumpet hehe love it

by **amanda-renee** Sat 30 May 2009, 11:06 am

have to give up on you/ to the lyrics of never give up on you

Of foolish dreams
I’m done with these
it breaks my heart,
each time so it seems

memories belong in the past
future is unclear and won't last
and before this heart breaks
There’s something that I have to do

I have to give up on you
it's tough but i know i have to
i have to give up on you
my heart is telling me to.

Come loving things,
I bailed on that
From hearts that sing
I can't deal with that

life feels like a spell has been cast
i have to let go of this dream real fast
i was ok at first
but now i'm addicted it's true

so i have to give up on you
before my heart breaks into two
i have to give up on you, darlin’
Whatever i do
I have to give up on you

Because I know you don't feel the same about me
i have to give up on you
Because on my own is the way it should be
How it should be.

sometimes it's bad
sometimes it's wrong
the way i feel for you
my love is strong

I’m sick of crying these tears
reflected in this broken mirror
i know that dreams don't come true
so thats why i must do what i have to do

I have to give up on you
before my heart break in two
i have to give up on you, darlin’
dreams dont come true
i have to give up on you.

i may have given up on the dream but never on the man behind them i still love you babe xoxo

by **Angeo** Sun 14 Jun 2009, 1:30 am

amanda-renee wrote:haha was just going through all our idol odes and poems and came across this one from alty LOL some things havn't changed at all

25.9.07 – Altair

This year's thinking woman's crumpet
Is that guy who can play the trumpet
His style is swing
And man! can he sing
And Mark Holden can like it or lump it!

i think the women's crumpet on this forum are still dreaming about the man with the trumpet hehe love it

This woman's thinking that crumpet would be delicious drizzled with butter and honey for breakfast.

by **ambercat** Sun 14 Jun 2009, 11:29 am

mmmmmmmm..... can I have some please??? naughty

i loved those limmericks on the Idol forum!! hahaha!!!! I think I did only one and it was so pathetic!!!! lmao

by **Angeo** Mon 15 Jun 2009, 1:19 am

I'm sure you're a great poet darl
we all are when it comes to carl
he is so darn divine
we can't help but to rhyme
whether it be sublime or banal

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