Author: Unknown
THE HEVENTIES
This man had a plan, man
Yet I never considered a bridge the seventies would be made to span, man
Either everything I dreamed of would die and turn unto dust
Or the universe would agree with the topic we two had discussed
The universe and I agreed that I owned the nineteen seventies until they end
And that was my right even the universe would defend
I wasn’t so much a rebel as I was a letch lost in the woods
But back in the seventies you could always find me in the wrong neighborhoods
If it was of an urgent matter that you had I’d make time for you
And I was the man to see if you wanted something illicit to do
I owned midnight, noon, and I owned music and the moon
And the dances people did were always to my tune
Then, when the sun would wave its way away
I realized there was now one less day
One less day since I owned the seventies and all it comprised
But I would never be bought down since the seventies wouldn’t be compromised
It felt beneficial to awake and know you owned today
Yet comprehend that the inevitable will eventually turn my hair gray
And then came New Year’s Eve to welcome in a new year
Alas I was the only one to shed a sorrowful tear
Because what I did when I owned the seventies attracted the attractive ladies
ALAS, I remember a tender ten years until the seventies gave way to the eighties
© 2011...Pheeepoetree….~free cee!~
Phree
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Posted: Aug 2011
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EVERYTHING BUT SATURDAY NIGHT FEVER, I GAVE THAT TO BETTY BRAZIL
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Author: Unknown
YOU KNOW WHEN A LAWYER IS FYING AND IT’S WHENEVER HIS HIPS ARE GROOVING
Did you slip and fall and it’s the merchant’s fault??
Well we’re going to get you enough money to fill a vault
Did you have a relative who slipped and fell
Fear not, they’ll be represented by men going to hell
He tries in every way to get you to believe but more importantly to stay
Because he sees his bank account in everything you say
While you’re describing to a man about an injury you sustained
He sees his safety deposit box and cares not if you’re pained
Okay, so let’s say you didn’t fall but you remember something fell
Don’t you recall it came right down from the sky says the man headed for hell
Surely you recall it was noontime on the seventeenth and you were injured
And I’ll get you a bankroll no matter who says there was no pain you endured
Have you or a loved one worked in the mines
Or in a school as old as the liberty bell
Then you may have been exposed to asbestos or at least read between the lines
So the fools say“Yeah, okay, I’ll be in on the deal and we’ll both go to hell”
© 2011.….Phreepoetree ~free cee!~
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Posted: Aug 2011
About this poem:
what do you call a thousand lawyers chained at the bottom of the ocean? A GOOD START
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Author: Unknown
A MATTER OF GRAVITY
where art thou when I need thee most
ah yes, thou has become a ghost
a wishing well empty, a pond depleted
as I stand as stagnant, a man defeated
i have been overcome by demons inside
and when they request "why hast he died"
say unto them he was a man with thirst un-quenched
and tell them i died with my teeth well clenched
"clenched" question they, "but why" they wonder
"because," responds you "of the certain thunder"
"hear not thee the sound that killed him well?"
"Oh yes, now we hear why he was condemned unto Hell"
"so" sayeth thee, tell them without any doubt
there will be, due to his death, become a drought
a dryness no man nor god can create
"because," inform them, "my man was slain solely by hate"
" 'twas hatred which condemned him unto the fire,
and to all I swear, my man was no liar
he told the truth before the Temple of Love
until a thousand demonic angels appeared from above"
so let them hear the words of a man sworn unto death
and vow to them all that with each blessed breath
easiness, that evening, arrived my sweet
because 'twas with eagerness my death did I meet
thusly do I swear when you gaze around
and find not by body, to which Hell was bound
remember my face and this most memorable date
for that 'twas the eve your man died of SELF-hate
(c) 2011.....PHREEPOETREE...~free cee!~
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Posted: Aug 2011
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i guess the dude didn't dig himself
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Author: Unknown
ABRAHAM, SOLOMON AND YOU
If there were an entrance fee to get into Heaven how much would you pay?
And let me tell you brother, it won’t help you now to pray
So you get to Heaven with 56,000 bucks and St. Peter looks at you in scorn
Sorry sir, but The minimum cover charge is the life of your first born
If there were something difficult to do to become Heaven bound?
And you must decide soon before you’re fodder for the ground
Would you sneak up on an old lady and strike her about the head?
Now keep in mind, this is the deal when destiny deems you dead
If the only way you could get into Heaven meant your pretty daughter’s death
Would you cast away your daughter’s life and give a stranger her breath?
What if the cost of Heaven turned out to be the life of your younger brother,
And after your brother bleeds out you must then slay thy mother?
God tempted Abraham on a mount with his son’s death in his hand
And Solomon, when he said he’d split the babe in half, no one could understand
So my brother, to Hell is where you are bound lest thee come up with an answer
“Yo Saint Pete, how about we get rid of the boss and give God colon cancer”
© 2011.…Phreepoetree ~free cee!~
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Posted: Aug 2011
About this poem:
well, i always do things only half correct so i'll probably die of semi-colon cancer
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Author: Unknown
MEET THE STREET
A dude must know the street before he or she wants to live on one
I don’t mean a house or an apartment on a street… I mean live on the street
You’d better know how to fight, how to surrender and when to run
And one should also practice being orderly and oh so discreet
There’s Old Man Joe and his friend Fred who seem okay
But if you own anything at all don’t turn your back on the pair
Because this ain’t just talk since I live here from day to day
And don’t come running to the other street dwellers if you need someone to care
Ain’t no one on the street that gives a damn about you and what you need
Be it food, drink, comfort or just someone to bandage you when you’re hurt
Sh*t, dudes on the street wouldn’t ebb the flow of your blood no matter how you plead and bleed
And then there are the rich who pass by and won’t give up a buck as they treat you like dirt
So I’m giving you ample warning and the rest is all up to you
You can keep doing your thing and lay in that warm comfy bed
Because I swear on everything holy that the following statement is true
If you need to live on the streets you’d better have eyes in front and in back of your head
©2011.….Phreepoetree ~free cee!~
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Posted: Aug 2011
About this poem:
it's tough living on the street when you're 18 and stealing slim jims jim's for dinner and a peach for breakfast. Lunch was indeterminate
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Author: Unknown
SHARDS OF SHAME
Yesterday is now my shadow cast~~
A darkened image for a darkened past~~
The things I’ve done out of desperation~~
I brave only now to reveal such information~~
For speak I not at this time and place~~
lest yesterday’s shadow will bare my face~~
The atrocities I’ve committed or played a part
The memories live on in that shadow’s heart
Shadows can shame one into submission
And thusly do I declare this adamant admission
I’ve held metal and steel well aimed to frighten
And my darkness is someplace nothing can brighten
No sun to stop the thought of a gun
Grab the old ladies pocket book and run
wait in the lobby of a fine hotel somewhere
Step into an elevator with a lady I’d dare
She presses fourteen and I pressed fifteen
And making a lady pee her pants is miles more than mean
I used to make excuses but now I’ve stopped at last
And each admittance resides in yesterday’s shadow cast
© 2011.….Phreepoetry
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Posted: Jul 2011
About this poem:
it brngs back mories of being nineteen sitting in The Walorf Astoria looking for the perfect mark. and i did!
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for give, for giving
the whole world seems
forgiven for living
these ends to extremes
for give me mine
indiscretions that
seemed so benign
i nearly fell flat
forgive me my will
that hard hit the wall
hardened me until
i forgot to recall
for give ruled golden
those marking my way
to many beholding
indebted to repay
forgive petty tiffs
words carelessly blurted
would take back if
not mindlessly inserted
forgive for deceiving
those loved the most
close bonds bereaving
pride left to boast
forgive me my pride
that brought to the brink
in cold heart to abide
hardened armor to chink
forgiving and forgetting
letting bygones be bygones
setting aside regretting
merciful pardon undergone
for give, to live
free from our angst
amongst the living
forgive to give thanks
© agoodguy2have 2011-07-30
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Posted: Aug 2011
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whether in deep of dark
whether brightest of noonday
there's always eyes askance
casing out the come-what-may
checking angles broadly obtuse
to meaning of some stances
and other sideways glances
seeing what they can deduce
dressed in black sleek style
with shiny silent-soled shoes
steeling their desires awhile
looking affections to peruse
undecided won't be chided
on what may happen possibly
taking what comes in stride
capers can happen plausibly
who's the thief and who's
the hapless victim can be
in love's game hard to choose
pilfered affection too pat to see
yet if i am your prize you
might then surmise that i too
a second-story man pull a coup
to steal your heart, in full view
just be aware that life ain't fair
and goods are taken every day
some want more than a share
of hearts affections to take away
© agoodguy2have 2011-08-02
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Posted: Aug 2011
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Author: Unknown
I WENT TO WAR WITH A WALL
Don’t worry honey, I protect my life
With a concealed and well honed knife
No switch blade, just a steak knife we had laying around
But just like a switch blade it will bring a man down
Don’t worry honey, I know the street too well
When you walk with me can’t you tell?
The street agrees with me and I with the street
And sincerely the street and you should meet
It’s a place where animals get out for awhile
Away from a place of cement and tile
So they rush to the trough just like all of the rest
And then scurry back to their cage or their nest
None of them give a damn about anyone
They don’t even trust a priest or a nun
Wave the Monroe Doctrine in front of them and they wince
Because everyone there thinks they’re a princess or prince
So when I go to various venues to rob and tosteal
You know it baby, your lover is for real
Oh, and just in case I happen to fail
Make sure you can get money for my bail
© 2011.….Phreepoetree ~free cee!~
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Posted: Jul 2011
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I JUST WANT HER TO SAVE SPARE CHANGE IN A COFFEE CAN SO WHEN I NEED BAIL IT WILL BE THERE, THAT'S ALLS I'M SAYIN'
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I MUST REMEMBER TO FORGET
I remember when you didn’t remember the time nor the place
I recall how you didn’t recall our first kiss and how it made your heart race
I know you’ve forgotten what you swore you’d never forget
And I know you didn’t know that I’ve loved you since the moment we first met
Simply to help your memory function well and be precise
You opined that if this is what forever is like you wanted a slice
Your words spoke softly of romance as well did your heart
And I’m certain you don’t recall promising to give me your all from the start
You can’t envision the first time I came into your vision
Or swearing to every god there is we will never suffer division
You swore we’d be one and never be done making each other’s heart race
Yet I remember our firsts of everything especially our first emphatic and embrionic embrace
You don’t understand that I still don’t understand why you had to go
I suppose to you our love became irrelevant and obsolete
that’s all I know
It’s sorrowful how fast a first can so easily become a last
And now years later all we are is part of each other’s past
© 2011.…Poefree
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Posted: Aug 2011
About this poem:
because i caught this here aardvark and it must be good fer sumptin'
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