Imagining
Dedicated to my best friend and first love Joshua M. Mulally, who died when he was 15 and I was 13. RIP
CHARMING AND ALARMINGLY chARMing
"Hey white boy, you want some white powder?"
BED, BOOK AND HANDLE
NANCY REAGAN'S ADVICE WAS AS LAME AS WHEN HER HUSBAND BECAME A LAME DUCK
White van man
turning expectation on its head
D I E T T R I B E
DO NOT COP DOPE FROM PEOPLE LIKE ME
Lost love
This is about a girl I met and we had the most wonderful 3 days together after which she left to Ukraine
Little Black Sambo
Childhood memories of Little Black Sambo and the tigers, anyone else read that stuff before it was deemed inappropriate? I liked it, never really clicked it was about an Indian child..
B O R N B L I N D T O T H E U N I C U RSE
WHATEVER HAPPENED TO "MALTINE" WASN'T THAT THE LITTLE OBJECT KID SAID STUPH IN?
BACKBIRD BYE BYE
IT'S A POEM
woRLd BorE One
it about all the things i know for sure which are all the things i'm not sure about
Onwards into the Storm
A call to the brave my friends, traditional fun.
When thunder is about you
Haven't written a poem in months, just toying with some rhyming
Snowy mountain
I like scenery
read it and see the title it doesn't fit
what do you call a thousand lawyers chained at the bottom of the ocean? A GOOD START
this is un-important compared TO GROWING DAISIES
NOW I CAN WATCH SAMMY DAVIS JR. DO "MR. BO JANGLES" AND MAKE ME CURSE THE CONCEPT OF DEATH
A Christmas Miracle
This poem tells the story of a mother's desperate prayer and a Christmas Miracle for her little boy.
PILLS IN pink, PUrpLE AND paNIc
danny and i did sort of this...we robbed 1500 Valium and buried it where you had to jump off a moving train and know where it was buried. it was so cool to hear who the cops thought did it. Danny's dad was a Sgt. in the local precinct so Danny and i were eliminated as persons of interest....Danny died in my '67 fire engine red Chevy supersport back in '71
Ukraine
Things are looking dire in Ukraine, military surrounds the country, even subs in the Black Sea. Talk of millions of refugees if the Russians invade, right in the middle of winter, how will Europe deal with this one?
For the Isolated
Three quatrains, the last two lines of each borrowed from T.S. Eliot's “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock.” https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazine/poems/44212/the-love-song-of-j-alfred-prufrock
breakfast AIN'T eggs BENEDICT THAT'S FOR SURE
THEY SERVED CALVES LIVER AT LEAST TWO TIMES A WEEK AND IT WAS RIGHT NEAR WHERE TIMOTHY LEARY WAS STAYING FOR THE SUMMER UP-STATE N.Y.
YO J! THIS AIN'T A "J" POEM
since i'm only 2178 this isn't isn't half the poem whomever the number one poet is...imagine the aura that must surround him
i hope JAMES DEAN didn't come back as a snail
WOULDN'T IT BE FUNNY IF A PERSON ALMOST DYING IS IN AN AMBULANE AND THE AMBULANCE DRIVER HAD A HEART ATTACK? AND TO NUMBER ONE, SEE, YOU NEED A GOOD SUBJECT MATTER, NOT JUST WORDS STRUNG TOGETHER IMPROPERLY AND FOR NIL!
BREAKFAST AIN'T EGGS BENEDICT FOR SURE
THE TRUTH IS, MANY YEARS AGO, I ONLY SPENT THREE DAYS IN JAIL, BUT AS I WALKED OUT I WONDERED ABOUT THE CONVICTS I MET AND NOW TOO MANY YEARS LATER I CHOSE TO WRITE ABOUT IT
Dedicated to the day
filling in time, Happy Easter all
HIDE and go WEAK (SUM UV U PARENTS NEED TO READ TH
people say "not my precious little laura" until it's their pecious little laura
TO IRELAND WITH IRE from ~free cee!~
DO YOU NOW, MS. IRELAND DIG? OOPS SORRY THAT'S ONE OF THE WORDS YOU CARE NOT TO HEAR....WELL I FIND YOUR BLOCKKING ME DIFFICULT TO BEAR
I THOUGHT I HEARD THE word THIRD
I DON'T KNOW WHERE SHE WENT, SHE JUST UP AND DISAPPEARED
Gone Fishing Part 1
I wrote this to remind myself that sometimes a little patience is required before you find what you are looking for. :)
born BLIND to THE uni-CURSE
number 1
Lord let it rain
Spilling out some lines, not entirely sure what its about!
T H E H E A V E N T I E S
EVERYTHING BUT SATURDAY NIGHT FEVER, I GAVE THAT TO BETTY BRAZIL
feet FIRST deAD FREd
because half my life is urban legend, the other half a lie
shud n e 1 read this their PARAKEET will DIE
I DON'T REALY SEE ANY PARAKEETS DIE JUST CUZ PEOPLE WUD READ MY STUPH ~free!~
THE PRODIGAL S U N
it's just that when the wind blows with a mindset to whip us ritually and reprehensibly it's hard to want to make love, no matter how sexy she is
taking IT TO THE Heat
this poem was inspired when i saw twenty two turkey buzzards gorging on the carcass of a dead cat..i have a 6 foot by 8 foot picture, it's beautiful....for copy contact feepoetry @att.net free offer
diD yoU KNoW That beFOre?
snow's a b*tch without a wake up shot!
Gone Fishing Part 2
Part 2, since it was too big to post all at once.
D.N.R. EVER EVEN IF YOU THINK I CAN LIVE please!
I NEED HER LIKE A WALTZ NEEDS MUSIC, PAINT FOR A PORTRAIT AND A CLOWN NEEDS MAKE-UP I PROMISED MY SON NOT AGAIN, BUT THIS ONE WOULD BE ONLY THREE YEARS OLDER THAN HIM....HE, HIS WIFE AND MY WHOMEVER COULD ALL LISTEN TO "SLIGHTLY STOOPID" WHILE I LISEN TO SAMMY DAVIS JR. PARTICULARLY "MR. BOJANGLES
I DO NOT SEE THIS UNDER "VIEW MY POEMS"
I HOPE THAT ANGEL USES SOMETHING FOR THE DISH DETERGENT THAT WILL MAKE HER HANDS FEEL ANGELICALLY SOFT..OH WAIT..THEY ALREADY ARE
just ABE solomon AND you
well, i always do things only half correct so i'll probably die of semi-colon cancer
my twin brother's name is PEE-tah
because i had severe pain in my left arm and i'm all sweaty and out of breath, and my heart feels each pulse as painful
sHadoWS Of shAMe
it brngs back mories of being nineteen sitting in The Walorf Astoria looking for the perfect mark. and i did!