Sunday, April 5, 2020

April 6 poem, the virus

The world is slowing down to standing still.
A virus out of China has grown from a few to over 1.25 million
Just under 70,000 as of now has it been blamed to kill.

As the acceleration began and spread
Our country has been hit hard in our head
Too many today can not even earn the bread

Every day now over 1000 people drop dead
Some say we were mislead
Not trusting any of our figureheads
Ordered to stay at home, it might be best to just rest and lay in bed

The earth itself has quit moving
Wildlife are back in the cities and clear water ways
Like a science fiction movie and cities with empty highways


Pollution has left where factories and city autos are closed
Spring weather is here, perhaps will lesson the smear
Being outside in nice weather is the only thing going around here

The strong will survive
Too many others have and will die
Did Nostradamus warn us this would arrive?
The Chinese year of the Rat was  centuries old foretelling us to ‘say goodbye’? 

Everyone justifies themselves
Birds of a feather flock together
Opposites attract
The world moves in cycles
We cry when we are the ones losing
Right now most everyone is, losing
Many now turn to the bible
We are all now from a virus under attack
Medicine people are going 24/7 to make us all better
Presently we are all under cover as the virus overwhelms

The world is not perfect, not to everyone or thing all of the time
Too much of this, too little of that
Then the tide turns everything back

This virus could be a result of things wrong
Wrong for some for a very long time
A reminder that nature moves and not in one direction forever
‘What goes around comes around’ 

The ice age? Global warming? The earth being pulled closer and closer into the sun? 
Most of us will survive this war, and the first round may not be the last.
Casualties are in the news every day 
Building up my immune system has been on my daily routine since last fall when nice weather went away

I pray for myself, that I will survive this week, and month and see a cure to end this trama sooner than later
Google searches of the news and covid 19 are my morning, nightly and during the day labour 

Facebook video calls have now become common
From old family and friends I never see very often

Some are afraid of the economy 
It is being destroyed
Money in my bank account I admit has always been my main ‘reason why’
But now that takes a back seat to just staying alive

Thursday, December 20, 2018

Santa UBER

Santa is leaving his house pretty soon
Packing a sled powered by reindeer
Flying across the skies
Dropping presents under every christmas tree while the kiddies are a sleep with closed eyes


He has requested some help
An alternative form of transportation we hear
Just in case the reindeer
Are getting too old or just want to drink some beer


And low and behold, to save Christmas eve night, he will order a UBER
Yes Santa has an account, he’s checked it out twice, seen what drivers are naughty or  nice
Jolly Saint Nick has requested a Ride, a UBER through out the night
Planning to deliver presents, in snow or the ice


Every car has to be ready, all just RIGHT
Plenty of gas, and air in the tires
Santa tips big but his load is not light
Christmas songs on the car stereo sung by a choir
An empty trunk ready for the Christmas present supplier


All Apps should be on
Ready to pounce
On Mr. Claus’s requests
When he is ready to announce
No driver around,  should expect any rest


But maybe the reindeer
Will carry the night
No roads for Uber to cover
Just another time on, waiting for some customer bites
No late work, from which to recover


Uber may save Christmas, Santa may need some help
Tips might flow like the Big Old Mississippi River
But wake up from this rhyme, of some giant giver
Uber always has some eats and people to deliver


So Merry Christmas to all, Happy Holidays but don’t fall
Plenty of shoppers at the mall
A New Year will come soon
Maybe next year I will drive UBER more in the afternoon

Thursday, June 28, 2018

ihop hang

As some people call me a son of a bitch
Not as rich
I got the itch

After the son of the son of a sailor sang
Nothing was left open but ihop pancakes for a midnight hang
Everyone was wearing tie dyed Jimmy Buffett t shirts and an idea sprang

Not a song about margaritas
Not cheeseburgers, no paradise angiitis
Not drunk and a midnight screw to light us
Up higher than just beaches and steel drum partitas

A rhyme of after party at the house of pancakes
Many a late night out have ended gathered around tables at the h.o.p.
Always plenty of people of all shapes
Up and down from the cream of the crop

Warm maple syrup, only brought from a server
All kinds of berries and whipped cream
May end up needing a life preserver
Send you to bed sleeping a not so sweet dream

Jimmy, Ga Ga, Taylor you top the charts
Join my new song
Fill in the parts
You all have great big hearts

I pound the gong
Ladies may wear a thong
Everyone knows all along
Jimmy Buffett music can never go wrong




Monday, July 3, 2017

Do You Love Me?

Do you love me?
or
Do you love me with everything you ever had?
Do you love me with everything you have, will ever have?

Do you know me?
Do you remember me?
Will you ever forget me?

Are you the one?
The one I won?
Are you the one?
The only one from now until forever?
Are we as one, two together?
Do you believe?

God has brought
Each a different gift
Are we to be? Gifts under the same tree?
Celebrating every day, as two children, along the way.

Do you know?
Do you think?
What does it mean?

Wednesday, November 4, 2015

I sleep around
so?
I am at two with nature
she gets me aroused
so she is my neighbor
you think I am a ho?
so?
a sleaze is one who sleeps around?
And with dishonor laid me on the ground
who cares where one gets laid
whether early or late
a woman in lace
may just sit on my face
it has been said
any man who takes her to bed
with out any thought other than to bend
her legs around his head
is the bad man of the town
wears the crown of the clown
but he knows when he goes down
down under her gown
she never will frown
she will scream to the town
'take me now take me home'
the woman will drown
in the bed where she moans
begging for more
begging her man to lock the door
she never calls him a whore
never quits even when sore
when I let out a roar
too fired to ever snore
my name will be in the lore
as the man hardcore she could never ignore
we went to explore
our selves laying on the floor
so what if she could have been the girl from next door
yes, my intent is to shock and awe, become a billionaire off my poetry, rich, billionaire rich....... any way I feel like, precedent-ed in america.


"The only reason for time is so that everything doesn't happen at once." -- Albert Einstein
"Give a man a fish and he will eat for a day. Teach him how to fish, and he will sit in a boat and drink beer all day." -- George Carlin
"There is no such thing as a little freedom. Either you are all free, or you are not free."
― Walter Cronkite

In order to succeed, your desire for success should be greater than your fear of failure. - Bill Cosby
Action is the foundational key to all success. - Pablo Picasso
"An investment in knowledge pays the best interest"
-- Ben Franklin
All life is an experiment. The more experiments you make, the better.
Ralph Waldo Emerson

Do not believe in anything simply because you have heard it. Do not believe in anything simply because it is spoken and rumored by many. Do not believe in anything simply because it is found written in your religious books. Do not believe in anything merely on the authority of your teachers and elders. Do not believe in traditions because they have been handed down for many generations. But after observation and analysis, when you find that anything agrees with reason and is conducive to the good and benefit of one and all, then accept it and live up to it.
- Buddha
experience, reality, vs theory, Albert Einstein- a figure head to some, symbol of intelligence, out side the norm, - Buddha- the real world, and what exactly does 'is conducive to the good and benefit of one and all', that is never in stone, a constant, credible, pure chaos/anarchy, every where, every one.....

sleep around
yo moma

know moma

show moma

glow moma

whoa moma

me coma

aroma

loma

yo moma

you are a lover

we discover

you uncover

I am mortal

individual

amor tu moma

yo moma
I'm going to write a country song to sing to you
It's friday night, the hurricane's all the way up to kansas city and has me alone at home feeling blue
last night at kcpl, the free country bands, really drew quite a few

had a beer, some girls in tight jeans showed some rear
a presidential election, what a great year
I write great songs for a guy with a BS as a Mechanical Engineer
huh

letterman's on my tube
I could never get that rubik cube
more than beer, I like some nice boobs
huh? yea

if that solo cup song made some money
if hugh hefner has the play boy bunnies
the hurricane rains have me home alone with out a honey

so this is a country song
it will not be much more long
shouldn't guys be arrested for wearing a thong?
huh? hell yea

if more song is what you want
repeat these lines, are there cowboys in vermont?