To all my friends at Neopoet, I will be leaving to Los Angeles on Monday the 24th for 12 days. I'll see you guys on the 5th of Feb.
Running away from the cold to warm up these old bones!
Love you all!!
Fast Eddie Esq.

Good Nite Friends Tis Sunday

As midnite approaches
The hour comes slowly
The nite twas once young
Now submerges
Into the glory of snows
Which glisten around
And at night it appears as day
So none the less
As we are four hours ahead your time,
Tis time to pat each other
And say good nite

With All My Love

Your poetic profiles
Surpass all creative
Orders of my intelligence
I feel dwarfed
Daring a comment
Perhaps twill build within me
Some parallel confidence
That i too may be able
To poemise a side you
Some day without reservation
And
Doubtful manifestation

At Times
At times,
I feel
A perturbed sense of isolation
Standing amidst stalwarts
Along their side,
Shoulder to shoulder
Not knowing any milder
A word of poetry
Except perhaps mine is creative.
Of newer vein
In veins seeded,
Some 13.5 billion years ago,
But such plants of imagination
Must grow,
As weeds
Then only twill be a challenge
For glorious poets
To lauratious poems seed

An Open Apology

how far to go with hidden information,
how to avoid the things
that could offend.......... by ma’am ANN of Norway

What a joy Ma'am
Each word spoken or written
That emanates from a mind divine,
Twill be a pleasure
To treasure,
Those in my mind,
Hope to some day it refine,
If only ma'am once again can forgive
This silly egoistic
Ass of a poet
Of my kind

loved lovely honey istan

Struck
If you have to be struck
Never be struck
With or in awe
Strike with a paw
And
Then the poet
Will floor

If you want to know more
Then do knock at my door
But never in awe

Oh What of Love

Oh what of love
Do you know?
How within the inners
Of ones heart
It does glow
It ignites
Nay burns my whole
That do you know?

As Long As You Love
That makes me serve
My life’s purpose
Of making you get over
Those veils of ghastly time
Now cast away
As you too say,
Tomorrow will
And
As it does come
Your lovely way

Exterminate those evil thoughts,
Of yesterday,
Come along with me
Let’s games play
For tomorrows shall
As will, as you do say
Come every moment
As moments like this one
Comes today.

hello all, i have been wondering when neopoet would be back online. sorry to all i just found out it was back. i am really ready to start reading and writing again and to all that was on the old site. i hope to read all your new works.the new members yours too.
so everyone its great to be back.

ps maybe i'll have something soon to write.

Had I Been a Frenchman
I would've invited you,
To the Riviera
Given you lessons in French,
How to mature a frenchy kiss,
Yes Miss
I often tried to cast you
Into a lovely piece of poetry
I'd make a mould out of you
To pull you out of the doldrums
Of Frenchy thoughts and imagination
So I could help fulfil your frustration
Of having in France
A happy romance
But not with a Frenchy may be
An Italian, a stallion
A villain a sexy medallion
Then make you wonder