Generation Y's Interpretation Of Some Old Proverbs

Plenty of fish in the... dating sites.
If a tree falls in the woods and nobody is around... is there anybody who cares?
Keep your friends close and your enemies... on Facebook.
If at first you don't succeed... then skydiving isn't for you.
Where there's smoke there's... global warming.
Speech is silver, but silence... catches no flies.
Beauty is in the eye of the... beer holder.
Punctuality is the politeness of... World Of Warcraft kings.
Two's company, three's... the musketeers.
A friend in need is... probably out of texting credit.
A penny saved is... not much.
Give a man a fish and you feed him for a day. Teach a man to fish... and he steals your catch.
Laugh, and the world laughs with you. Cry... and you should blow your nose.
When there's a light at the end of the tunnel... get out of the way.

Ahh Hail

Was wondering why.

Trees were dancing vehemently.

Like a crazy head-banger in a mosh pit.

Then I heard a

t-a-p-p-i-n-g

noise on windows.

Ahh hail . . .

I s y t d

p o h e

w a u e t

i r a

l e i

l l

Words Escape Me

The clear, peaceful air, gently wraps clouds around

the snow peaked mountain like a silk scarf.

Gleaming sunlight seeps through thin vapour:

Melting the frozen thoughts of my mind

into streams . . .

This

t

r

i

c

k

l

i

n

g . . .

water is you,

this waterfall, torrent

joins the sea...

Words escape me.

Brisbane Flooding

Not

raining,flood

ing! Nor waving,

drowning! Waters flow

past the moist wooden houses. They

flow and flow without remorse cold and

indifferent, joining back to sea. Across

parks, thr ough roads,brimming the

Bris bane River. How rain do

es not know the feeling of

being drenched. Just as you siege my house like an unforgiving lover. Each pitter of rain, an arrow in my heart. And you, O mother of nature, don’t care. Like an overcast day, dark and raging. How you drown out the ice-cream van’s siren, The lullaby of joy once felt in a sunny day. But I will play a piano-lake-song, To fit the flooding perfectly.

(Arghh! Blogspot you annoy me! That you would inconsiderably not register spaces when i'm posting my Shape Poems!)