The Creator

[Twisted Tails]

Tart an Sweet
by: BBF

I love chocolate, it's so tasty and sweet.
Unwrapping it, hershey's makes a great treat.
They come in bars or even as a kiss.
You don't need relationships when you have this.
It's like life, all wrapped in silver or gold.
You take it one gulp, not letting it grow old.
It's a great kick, a spur of heart.
When on a diet, it ain't a great place to start.
It's sweet as it melts on your tongue,
Bitter once it's all gone.
Sometimes you come across a few nuts, even a fruit.
Sometimes you're lucky, and you can spend a dollar for the group.
Once it ends, where do we go?
Well, if you're like me, you go to the store for more.
~The End

Beautiful, Figgie! Pure poetry! I still miss Jim Henson! What happens to the illness that got him happened. I'm sure he was a healthy man, but he didn't know that illness was going to make him weak really fast. Your poem was great! Post more if you feel like you have the time to decidate to Jim. Thanks!

 

[Collgoff]

Figgie I'm so glad you're back!

 

[Twisted Tails]

Figgie I'm so glad you're back!

I'm glad Figgie's back too! I miss her myself!

 

[mo]

that poem made me want to get the hershys chocolate syrup from the fridge and drink it...too late

 

[bouncingbabyfig]

Worn Hands
By: BBF
Dear Jim,
I can still remember when your hands lifted me up.
Filling my being like a good cooked sup'.
Even back to when needles traced thread along my edges.
I would watch you when you placed me on the shelf ledges,
Your work at your desk and you would run your worn hands through your hair.
I'd smile as you'd sigh and look at me with such love and care.
You'd lift me up again and we'd talk one to another.
When all other workers left, we always had each other.
I didn't mind all the travel, even when you put me in your suitcase.
Anywhere that was near you, why, that was my place.
I know you hated being away from your family,
But no matter how lonely you were, you always had me.
And I'll always have, even when I'm standing at your resting place,
I'll always remember your careworn face.
From your dear friend,
Kermit
From Kermit's point of view. I'm working on a one shot of Jim's last days, if any of you have some facts or things you wish in it, send me a message! Oh, and please review.

 

[Misskermie]

You're a poet!

WRITE YOUR OWN BOOK!!!

 

[bouncingbabyfig]

I'm working on it! Where've ya been for the last while?

 

[Misskermie]

I was at my mom's house, playing the sims 3, without internet.


Whattta party...


She said sarcastically.

 

[Collgoff]

That was great Figgie!

 

[Twisted Tails]

Worn Hands
By: BBF
Dear Jim,
I can still remember when your hands lifted me up.
Filling my being like a good cooked sup'.
Even back to when needles traced thread along my edges.
I would watch you when you placed me on the shelf ledges,
Your work at your desk and you would run your worn hands through your hair.
I'd smile as you'd sigh and look at me with such love and care.
You'd lift me up again and we'd talk one to another.
When all other workers left, we always had each other.
I didn't mind all the travel, even when you put me in your suitcase.
Anywhere that was near you, why, that was my place.
I know you hated being away from your family,
But no matter how lonely you were, you always had me.
And I'll always have, even when I'm standing at your resting place,
I'll always remember your careworn face.
From your dear friend,
Kermit
From Kermit's point of view. I'm working on a one shot of Jim's last days, if any of you have some facts or things you wish in it, send me a message! Oh, and please review.

I can hear Kermit's voice performed by Steve Whitmire even though now that he sometimes does reminince about Jim once in a while. I guess the frog didn't know his sickness was that bad. Neither did Jim! This was great! Post more if you feel like it. Thanks!