Another Dime
Another cheap paperback novel
Another big glass of cheer
It's a wonder what a dime will buy you
Here at the local five and dime.
Wonder when I'll get married
Or what'll I whisper in her ear.
That's a lot to be dreaming of
Since I's only still a shoot going up.
Aw, lets go to the drive in movies
I'll hide in the trunk this time.
What's zat? Don't want me to come?
Oh, a date with Donna LaLone; I see.
Wednesday, February 28, 2007
Tuesday, February 27, 2007
Tue 27-Feb-07: The Perspective
The Perspective
How we look, outside.
What we see, inside
What we feel, up top.
Is it real? Can you feel?
What you see equals what we be.
How you do, becomes who you are.
Your view of outside
Makes you see and be
Will it be a good ride?
Everyday is a challenge
Will others be unkind
Or can you simply rewind all the scenes.
Making he best of a bad situation
Our perspective can change us
A rainy day into sunshine play.
How we look, outside.
What we see, inside
What we feel, up top.
Is it real? Can you feel?
What you see equals what we be.
How you do, becomes who you are.
Your view of outside
Makes you see and be
Will it be a good ride?
Everyday is a challenge
Will others be unkind
Or can you simply rewind all the scenes.
Making he best of a bad situation
Our perspective can change us
A rainy day into sunshine play.
Monday, February 26, 2007
Mon 26-Feb-07: College Calls
College Calls
Campus calls
The College Campus
A busy cacophony.
A guy with some books
Hunkered down in the library
Dazing and Dozing through stacks of fat factoids.
His brain cramped to the max
No more room for a datum
His grade will depend on what's left on the inside.
The girl walks on by
But he doesn’t even see her
Intense concentration has made him forget.
She sighs and comes back
For another trip round 'gain.
Her skirt, by her thighs, tight and dark brown.
Her lips, blue and bright
Just like her wide eyes
Start to open and emit a small sound.
He looks up, finally smiles and kisses her hello
Her eyes glimmer brightly, then a frown overtakes her.
Tomorrow, I promise, I'll be through, I promise you.
Slowly, she walks, back to her dorm room
Alone, for tonight, but not really alone.
Tomorrow, her honey, is done with the term.
Campus calls
The College Campus
A busy cacophony.
A guy with some books
Hunkered down in the library
Dazing and Dozing through stacks of fat factoids.
His brain cramped to the max
No more room for a datum
His grade will depend on what's left on the inside.
The girl walks on by
But he doesn’t even see her
Intense concentration has made him forget.
She sighs and comes back
For another trip round 'gain.
Her skirt, by her thighs, tight and dark brown.
Her lips, blue and bright
Just like her wide eyes
Start to open and emit a small sound.
He looks up, finally smiles and kisses her hello
Her eyes glimmer brightly, then a frown overtakes her.
Tomorrow, I promise, I'll be through, I promise you.
Slowly, she walks, back to her dorm room
Alone, for tonight, but not really alone.
Tomorrow, her honey, is done with the term.
Sunday, February 25, 2007
Sun 25-Feb-07: Sighs of Life
Sighs of Life
Sighs of life are vivid.
Technicolor sighs show red.
Breathing is a bright blue
And waiting is simply green
Life can be described in colors
As we write and writhe our way through the day.
Anger is red
Peaceful is blue.
Happy is Rainbow
And kids are just green.
Once brought into our world
Till they leave our homes sure.
Colors circle our lifes
And tint all of our views.
It's our choices
That make who we are.
To look sad, with sepia tinge.
Is not the way we should strive.
Alive and aloud with a pinkish dyed hue.
We need to live life full, to have a good eternal view.
(reader question: Are the colors actually DISTRACTING from the poem? Please leave a comment anyway, whether you like or hate a poem!
thanks again,
Sighs of life are vivid.
Technicolor sighs show red.
Breathing is a bright blue
And waiting is simply green
Life can be described in colors
As we write and writhe our way through the day.
Anger is red
Peaceful is blue.
Happy is Rainbow
And kids are just green.
Once brought into our world
Till they leave our homes sure.
Colors circle our lifes
And tint all of our views.
It's our choices
That make who we are.
To look sad, with sepia tinge.
Is not the way we should strive.
Alive and aloud with a pinkish dyed hue.
We need to live life full, to have a good eternal view.
(reader question: Are the colors actually DISTRACTING from the poem? Please leave a comment anyway, whether you like or hate a poem!
thanks again,
Saturday, February 24, 2007
Sat 24-Feb-07: Junior doesn’t Know
Sat 24-Feb-07: Junior doesn’t Know
Junior doesn’t know how
The way out of his paper bag.
Junior thinks he is king.
And 'Dickey' is is vizier.
Junior keeps his head in the sand.
He just doesn’t know that the song is done.
Junior doesn’t see the handwriting on the wall
The ink that says yankee go away, but leave our ball!
Balls, Barrels, scads of oil
All destined by oil man Bush for the house of Saud.
His oil war has disgraced our country
His legacy will linger past his hour.
Our children, drafted will be
Despite his claims to the contrary.
A lifetime in Bagdad will we remember
To clean up from his disdain.
Impeach Cheney now
Veep Pelosi may show us how.
Then Bush too, must walk the plank
As his legacy has already sank.
Junior doesn’t know how
The way out of his paper bag.
Junior thinks he is king.
And 'Dickey' is is vizier.
Junior keeps his head in the sand.
He just doesn’t know that the song is done.
Junior doesn’t see the handwriting on the wall
The ink that says yankee go away, but leave our ball!
Balls, Barrels, scads of oil
All destined by oil man Bush for the house of Saud.
His oil war has disgraced our country
His legacy will linger past his hour.
Our children, drafted will be
Despite his claims to the contrary.
A lifetime in Bagdad will we remember
To clean up from his disdain.
Impeach Cheney now
Veep Pelosi may show us how.
Then Bush too, must walk the plank
As his legacy has already sank.
Friday, February 23, 2007
Fri 23-Feb-07: Not Deserving
Not Deserving
I don't deserve to be a parent.
I don't take my kids' fun into consideration.
I want to go back and undo it.
There. Done. Are you happy?
I've gone backwards in time.
I am single, unhappy, and (still) a geek.
Kids? Who needs them?
Too much work. Too many problems.
Reality interferes with all dreams.
No. I guess I am still a parent.
No. I cannot let you have your way;
I am the parent, and what I say, goes.
I don't deserve to be a parent.
I don't take my kids' fun into consideration.
I want to go back and undo it.
There. Done. Are you happy?
I've gone backwards in time.
I am single, unhappy, and (still) a geek.
Kids? Who needs them?
Too much work. Too many problems.
Reality interferes with all dreams.
No. I guess I am still a parent.
No. I cannot let you have your way;
I am the parent, and what I say, goes.
Wednesday, February 21, 2007
Wed 21-Feb-07: A Night in Bagdad
A Night in Bagdad
Evening comes. We're up, ready to rock.
Tonight, we roll, into the city, avoiding IED's.
Armor we don, praying we'll take it off ourselves, later.
The enemy we seek we call are called insurgents.
Our loved ones flash before our eyes and thoughts
Their love and hope to see them again, rule our mission.
Load up, check the HumVee's packing list
As we go to a place we'd rather miss.
Down the road so far from the base,
Take out the target, back, the rest to case.
Success tonight, no fire, no shots at all.
Meantime we live again, to chat, surf and call.
Evening comes. We're up, ready to rock.
Tonight, we roll, into the city, avoiding IED's.
Armor we don, praying we'll take it off ourselves, later.
The enemy we seek we call are called insurgents.
Our loved ones flash before our eyes and thoughts
Their love and hope to see them again, rule our mission.
Load up, check the HumVee's packing list
As we go to a place we'd rather miss.
Down the road so far from the base,
Take out the target, back, the rest to case.
Success tonight, no fire, no shots at all.
Meantime we live again, to chat, surf and call.
Tuesday, February 20, 2007
TUE 20-Feb-07: Silent Night
Silent Night
Silent Night.
Tired Night.
All is calm.
Peace has come.
Give peace a chance.
Why would you want to kill innocent civilians?
Why do you want to destroy society?
Is your brand of terror fair to others?
It's impossible to have seen
What would come from the simple bombing of a Bus.
Now to blowing up trucks filled with Chlorine gas.
To destroy absolutely more and cause more damage…
Silent Night.
Tired Night.
All is calm.
Peace has come.
Give peace a chance.
Why would you want to kill innocent civilians?
Why do you want to destroy society?
Is your brand of terror fair to others?
It's impossible to have seen
What would come from the simple bombing of a Bus.
Now to blowing up trucks filled with Chlorine gas.
To destroy absolutely more and cause more damage…
Monday, February 19, 2007
Sun 19-Feb-07: Wanton Desire.
Wanton Desire.
Is it logical to desire more?
Is it acceptable to dream of more?
Once settled, once comfortable.
How does one decide?
Is it fair to ask for more?
Can anyone, anytime go after dreams?
Or are dreams reserved only for the young.
Leaving the old, to simply rot in place.
Is it logical to desire more?
Is it acceptable to dream of more?
Once settled, once comfortable.
How does one decide?
Is it fair to ask for more?
Can anyone, anytime go after dreams?
Or are dreams reserved only for the young.
Leaving the old, to simply rot in place.
Sunday, February 18, 2007
Sun 18-Feb-07: Cacophony
Cacophony
Loud. Noise. Obnoxious Toys.
Flashing lights, noise till night.
How do the employees stand it?
Just crazy enough to confound everything.
An indoor arcade. High tech escapades.
A place for kids. A place that's alive.
A quiet escape? Not in this lifetime.
I must be getting old. Once it was a mecca,
Now, tis simply another distraction.
And, most amazingly, I wonder how I spent
almost a year of weekends here.
Planning and writing a business plan
checking my laptop, verifying the plans.
I' guess I've had my lifetime's fill
For Chuck-E-Cheese's pandemonium.
Loud. Noise. Obnoxious Toys.
Flashing lights, noise till night.
How do the employees stand it?
Just crazy enough to confound everything.
An indoor arcade. High tech escapades.
A place for kids. A place that's alive.
A quiet escape? Not in this lifetime.
I must be getting old. Once it was a mecca,
Now, tis simply another distraction.
And, most amazingly, I wonder how I spent
almost a year of weekends here.
Planning and writing a business plan
checking my laptop, verifying the plans.
I' guess I've had my lifetime's fill
For Chuck-E-Cheese's pandemonium.
Saturday, February 17, 2007
Sat 17-Feb-07: Insomnia Rules
Insomnia Rules
Sleep.
Is it needed?
Rest.
Can you rest instead?
Falling.
Tired, yet not quite dead.
Calling.
Mr. Sandman wants to visit.
Arguing.
No. I'm not ready yet.
Fussing.
I just turned on my laptop.
Acceptance.
I am owned. Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.
Sleep.
Is it needed?
Rest.
Can you rest instead?
Falling.
Tired, yet not quite dead.
Calling.
Mr. Sandman wants to visit.
Arguing.
No. I'm not ready yet.
Fussing.
I just turned on my laptop.
Acceptance.
I am owned. Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.
Friday, February 16, 2007
Thursday, February 15, 2007
Thu 15-Feb-07: Unrepentant Anger
Thu 15-Feb-07: Unrepentant Anger
The Blood boils.
The bile starts its trip up the digestive system
Anger rears its disgusting head.
Along the way, the hands start to fly.
The Mouth starts to spew vermin
The body reaches out, and starts to attack.
Innocent sheep are tortured
Terrible incidents of cruelty are threatened.
And then…..
Calmness returns.
And blissful Silence.
While one surveys the devastated landscape
The Blood boils.
The bile starts its trip up the digestive system
Anger rears its disgusting head.
Along the way, the hands start to fly.
The Mouth starts to spew vermin
The body reaches out, and starts to attack.
Innocent sheep are tortured
Terrible incidents of cruelty are threatened.
And then…..
Calmness returns.
And blissful Silence.
While one surveys the devastated landscape
Wednesday, February 14, 2007
Wed 14-Feb-07: Love Stinks
Love Stinks
***See Lyrics at end: LOVE STINKS: J. Geils Band
You see her.
She sees you.
You love her
She may love you.
If you're lucky in love
It may last forever.
If not….Love Stinks…
- -
LOVE STINKS: J. Geils Band
J. Geils Band
You love her
But she loves him
And he loves somebody else
You just can't win
And so it goes
Till the day you die
This thing they call love
It's gonna make you cry
I've had the blues
The reds and the pinks
One thing for sure
(Love stinks)
Love stinks yeah yeah
(Love stinks)
Love stinks yeah yeah
(Love stinks)
Love stinks yeah yeah
(Love stinks)
Love stinks yeah yeah
Two by two and side by side
Love's gonna find you yes it is
You just can't hide
You'll hear it call
Your heart will fall
Then love will fly
It's gonna soar
I don't care for any casanova thing
All I can say is
Love stinks
(Love stinks)
Love stinks yeah yeah
(Love stinks)
Love stinks yeah yeah
(Love stinks)
Love stinks yeah yeah
(Love stinks)
Love stinks yeah yeah
I've been through diamonds
I've been through minks
I've been through it all
Love stinks
(Love stinks)
Love stinks yeah yeah
(Love stinks)
Love stinks yeah yeah
(Love stinks)
Love stinks yeah yeah
(Love stinks)
Love stinks yeah yeah
***See Lyrics at end: LOVE STINKS: J. Geils Band
You see her.
She sees you.
You love her
She may love you.
If you're lucky in love
It may last forever.
If not….Love Stinks…
- -
LOVE STINKS: J. Geils Band
J. Geils Band
You love her
But she loves him
And he loves somebody else
You just can't win
And so it goes
Till the day you die
This thing they call love
It's gonna make you cry
I've had the blues
The reds and the pinks
One thing for sure
(Love stinks)
Love stinks yeah yeah
(Love stinks)
Love stinks yeah yeah
(Love stinks)
Love stinks yeah yeah
(Love stinks)
Love stinks yeah yeah
Two by two and side by side
Love's gonna find you yes it is
You just can't hide
You'll hear it call
Your heart will fall
Then love will fly
It's gonna soar
I don't care for any casanova thing
All I can say is
Love stinks
(Love stinks)
Love stinks yeah yeah
(Love stinks)
Love stinks yeah yeah
(Love stinks)
Love stinks yeah yeah
(Love stinks)
Love stinks yeah yeah
I've been through diamonds
I've been through minks
I've been through it all
Love stinks
(Love stinks)
Love stinks yeah yeah
(Love stinks)
Love stinks yeah yeah
(Love stinks)
Love stinks yeah yeah
(Love stinks)
Love stinks yeah yeah
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