A bald eagle sports white hair and a craggy face
He’s admired and feared for his power and grace
Though when I see him next to a brown-hair
~ ‘baldy’ has even more fluff up there
Categories:
baldy, bird, hair,
Form: Couplet
The Ginger Whinger’s in despair,
Life’s not so easy being the spare,
Seeing succession prospects recede
As baldy brother continues to breed,
And the world seems so absurd
To go and take him at his word
When he says he wants a private life
To live in peace with his kids and wife
Then gets them all in a fix
By telling all there onNetflix,
Wonders why he gets such a public rocket
As he stuffs the cash into his back pocket.
I wonder how much longer it will be
Til they tire of him the land of the free.
Will he expect the family to be forgiving
When he has to work for his own living
He had sympathy when he lost his mam
Then he tossed his toys out of the pram.
The world of food banks doesn’t really care
For the churlish antics of a redundant spare.
It would really be a sad and pathetic thing
To be as bitter as his Uncle the late ex king
Or for his only value on this Earth
To be by the accident of his birth.
Categories:
baldy, angst, conflict, confusion, irony,
Form: Rhyme
Paralegically tripped you up
Did you brush your teeth
Your look weird your eyes are far too close to your mouth
now im 70 i dont think i love you
but i should have realised when i was 23
knows how we got together its a mystery
touch of your hand makes me jittery
One day i will fall
hoping ever day love
Demented every day tell you who I am
So lonely now
Shake my head heart still beating
Can't think you are so loud
Could have found love but well here we are
You baldy Gonk and your stupid face
Nocrowds here give me back my name
You stunk on the piano the same way as your mum
How could i love you the same
'Lost money your house sold never old you've always been
God your smile's goes on forever sickening mind hopefully a memory
I'm thinking about normal love not your easy lays
Once had a murder plan
Couldn't find knives but the steaks
Rolling knife in hand
be out by now
So lonely now
Take your loathing arms from me
Glasgow kissed me seen a thousand stars
Shake my head heart still beating
Can't think you are so loud
Dare i can't hear a beating heart
You were so loud
Could have found love but well here we are
love can finally start
Categories:
baldy, poetry,
Form: Free verse
There was a woman thought all bawdy the limericks but all know she is gaudy She really lost her wigs when she did read this funny thing is now they call her baldy
Categories:
baldy, allusion, beauty, body, cat,
Form: Limerick
was conducted on a global scale,
taking billions of years in local space time.
Mere moments in the time of the Initiators.
Their quantum computers able to crunch numbers beyond human comprehension.
The simulation experiment would be run in countless simultaneous variations,
the results being keenly noted and analyzed.
The variables in each, some great, some small, would lead
to wildly different conclusions most of which ended baldy.
Some ended, however, with its inhabitants realizing their part in the experiment, enabling them to assist with conclusions.
These outcomes were looked on favorably by the Initiators as it aided to their findings. I wonder which variable we exist in?
Categories:
baldy, art,
Form: Prose Poetry
Her partisan skin melted
to a grey pale paste
Debauched in glory
and Moaning Lisa when she gave up the ghost
for skin weaved
under the light of a Venus beam
mounted the demon hill and lay a backhand on my throat
The universal untold and unfoldeth
by chance
we are a million miles
into the dance
A hungry mongrel child
- Atlas’ apprentice
Dancing Moaning Lisa in silver gown
rolls herself and nowhere to lay my baldy head
She reigns underneath the sycamore
for a speck of dust in her eye lies
Categories:
baldy, faith, introspection, jealousy, memory,
Form: Prose Poetry
Jolly Old St. Nicholas, grey hair, baldy man
A jingle with a twisted cane, see me if you can
Silver long haired beard, red nose, rosy golden cheeks
Giddy-up old St. Nicholas, won't you hurry please!
When the clock strikes twelve pm, on a darkest night
Driving the lonely streets, please turn on your lights.
My big house is decorated, wreaths and ornaments too,
May your blessings come your way, all your dreams come true
Bronson wants a pair of shoes, Brandy wants a shirt
As for me, you know what I want, hope he's not a flirt.
Jolly old St. Nicholas, send me a nice young man
I don't want to be no fool, just to hold someone's hand.
Categories:
baldy, christmas,
Form: Rhyme
My love has got no eyelids
It sees but only you
No ears but so endearing...
A walk within a shoe.
It shines just like a baldy
And smells of morning dew.
It never shall dim mouldy
I blinking do heart you.
As always growing fonder
Your stubble now a tash.
Without your fondue icing
A gravel in a rash.
Categories:
baldy, nonsense,
Form: Rhyme
George and his stupid acorns.
He has no sense of boundaries--
danged things falling on my head.
And Celia. She thinks she's all that
with her new clothes: red, yellow,
green, orange. How passe!
And then Baldy, the coward,
so afraid of winter he went stark
naked even before fall started.
And here come those helicopters again,
courtesy of Myrtle the maple.
They get into absolutely everything.
Sometimes I think I'm the only one with
any sense around here. You won't
see MY leaves going all psychedelic
or turning brown or flying helicopters.
Me? I stay green all year round, and
I don't go dropping leaves and nuts
all over the place. Sure, I have cones,
but they're actually more like accessories.
You can use them in arts and crafts
and as Christmas ornaments,
Speaking of Christmas, what month is it?
November you say? Late November?
Wait! What are you going to do with that ax?
Hey, let's talk about this...
8/24/15
Categories:
baldy, funny, humorous, tree,
Form: Prose Poetry
Habemus Papam
A long, steep road- life time for some- and
tired I paused outside a shop selling wigs
I didn´t go in, but its owner came out, handed
for a beautiful hairpiece for frosty weather.
I looked ten years younger, ambled with firm
steps to the town´s plaza and seen by adoring
women, wore sunglasses to hide my celebrity.
A gust of wind my wig flew off, landed on top
of a street lamp its light came on even though
it was in the middle of the day and austerity.
A chorus of unseen singers sang: Baldy, baldy,
baldy, my vanity vanished as morning mist.
“Why are you bald?” six year old girl asked.
“I was a seal suffering from hydrophobia and
could not jump up in the air and look cute.”
In a Chinese shop I bought a red hat, citizens
gaped at me with awe, and whispered is he our
new papa?
Categories:
baldy, dedication, faith, , cute,
Form: Blank verse
Come and visit me in a dream,
And tell me how you are,
Are you floating on a cloud?
Have you found the brightest star?
I know you're with us somewhere,
Even though you can't be seen,
Painting the bluest sky,
Or among the grass so green.
As I'm wandering through the park,
Looking up at the trees,
Daydreaming of the joy you brought,
Will you visit me please?
Just send me a little sign,
White feathers on the breeze,
To let me know you're happy, free
And put my mind at ease.
Or ask a passing stranger,
With twinkling brown eyes,
A cheeky smile, and baldy head,
To nod as he passes by.
Or maybe play a special song,
Loud, on my radio,
That could have been written just for you,
About all the love we've known.
Come visit me in a dream,
And tell me how you are,
I know you're there, a floating cloud,
And one of the brightest stars.
Categories:
baldy, anniversary, death, faith, funeral,
Form: Couplet
MOVIE NOTEBOOK
Recent films of note include
FISTFUL OF COMMANDMENTS
With Heston and Eastwood
THE MAGNIFICENT DWARFS AND SNOW WHITE
With Eli Wallach as Grumpy, and
Yul Brynner as Baldy, a kind of white knight
And the British biblical re-make
BIG BEN HUR
That one really caused me to double-take
Categories:
baldy, funny
Form: Enclosed Rhyme