Best Blowin Poems
MY LIFE
My life is so out of balance tears run from my eyes
and run like fresh rain from a window pane.
My life is out of control like a tumbleweed blowin in the wind
just traveling in any direction I'm not sure of my destination.
My life I spend running from one hand to the other
leaving chaos and pain for another trying to figure out
which heart will love me forever.
My life, I ask one question?
When will I stop running and causing so much pain
my life is like water going down a drain.
Lord please, help me pick the right person
the right heart and help me understand
how to tell them apart. Just let me have that fresh-start.
By
Rowdy
Yates
There must be something besides love
Another good topic for a poem
Perhaps I'll write about nature and stuff
And the chilly winds a-blowin'
November in Canada has that nip in the air
That foretells of the season ahead
For those that are into those winter sports
Bet you're can't get it out of your head
Well maybe when I was a very young'un
Snow time meant barrels of fun
But this guy's quite old and crotchety now
Snow means falling on me bum
Can't wait for spring just six months to go
The months can't go by fast enough
Perhaps I'll hibernate just like the bears
Then wake up and brush of the dust
Don't get me wrong, I'm Canadian eh!
It's the law, I'm required to like winter
They could lock me up, throw away the key
It's also against the law to whimper
(sniff!)
When night came, the cattle bedded down
And the night riders making their rounds
Samuel would take a strole to the chuck wagon
And Cookie would hand him his cup of coffee
As he savored it's taste
He'd check with Cookie to see
If his supplies were holding out
Then find ol' Jack crawl aboard and make another round
The nights of stary bliss
Or winds a blowin strong
The drovers were right there
To keep things from going wrong
The rivers they did cross,
Sometimes took their tole
Little Zeke was lucky to be on hand
He threw Luke a lasso and drug him to dry land
Some cattle were lost
Due to the heat
Some they had to nurse maid
If they got snake bit
The prairie dog towns were dangerous grounds
For horses, cattle or cowboys
Their holes were the cause of many a fall
With broken legs you can't ride a saddle
Nights in the bedroll
Days in the saddle
Day after day
They trailed the cattle
The Silent Garden
Blowin in the breeze
I bob and bow and flex my leaves
I am a garden-- for all to admire
the one you visit often
You see my beauty,
I never say a word.
You could have visited
and enjoyed my genus,
but you plucked out the
strongest and most beatific.
My benignity
overwhelmed wisdom
As your wisdom showed itself sallow
next to the colors that emoted
from your emotions. Red all red.
Out of control you have
selfishly removed me.
Never do I recover;
As you Placed me in a vase,
with stale water and no sunlight.
I withered under your care.
Sitting on the clouds
I feel like flying
Above strawberry fields
I feel like crying
Some feelings I got
Something big is about to happen
Blowin over the heirs
Just to get to the kickoff
Like a magician
Flipin cards
Disappearing when the fields come
Everybody knows
This is survival of the fittest
We do not listen as before anymore
Emotions that occur when the music plays
Supertramp - "School" or
ABBA - "S.O.S."
a pulsating drive
Bee Gees - "Stayin 'Alive"
Bruce Springsteen - "The River"
Kate Bush - "Running Up That Hill"
the sound of the best
The Cure - "Friday, I'm In Love"
outstanding electronic dance music
Edwyn Collins - "A Girl Like You"
total enjoyment of life
Bob Dylan - "Thunder On The Mountain"
George Michael - "Fastlove"
with harmonies to die for
A wave of amazing artists
«Peace, Love and Understanding»
«Flower Power», colorful, patterned and floral clothing
Marijuana, which gave a distorted reality
A clear rhythm mark
"The King of Rock'n Roll" - Elvis Aron Presley
Bob Dylan: - "Blowin 'in the wind"
Fly like a white dove
If she/he got his first kiss when Beatles sang: "Let It Be"
or grew up with Janis Joplin in the speakers ... woow
"Well, feeling good was easy"
Oh, heaven and stars ... we will never forget
05.06.2018
Sun :) - A-L Andresen :)
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THE BIRD
all dat jazz
no one but cool
unerstan
an cool be playin
playin it fast
rest on us jis sit lisen
bird don wave roun
eyes don even move
but he be burnin up tempo
he be in dat smooth place
where kids go
to dream
all dat jazz
bird be blowin
right back on his sax
we don unerstan
but love it
when he take us along
Dave Austin
Winds from the West 'blowin so hard....
Seas for her bows & rails down far....
Stars high aloft hangin' from the yard....
Ace of Diamond drawn as my card....
Porpoise below at four fathoms clear....
Runnin' with trailboards ever so near....
Mako now wandering never with fear....
Thus didst begin another new year....
Shrouds a'gleamin' with St.Elmo's Fire....
Head of the topm'st playin' moonspire....
Now up in the riggin' balanced on the wire....
Emotions all a'tumble creatin' quagmire....
All of the sudden yet unexpected not....
As for certain now Fate had drawn another lot....
Waves begun growin' still hard fought....
Clouds obscure a moon & darken all thought....
Now winds do lessen & so still do they stand....
Now seas abate & take appearance of dry land....
Now high aloft Albatross makes silent stand....
Now 'tis all that remains on a sea of black sand....
Dreams are reality so say the soothsayers....
Minds are naught but the work of most prayers....
Still yet in motion with absence of players....
So comes an end for some us seafarers....
Imagine to imagine imagination as all....
Fancy all 'round ready for the fall....
Devil's own laughter creating the pall....
Daughters of mermaids sought to enthrall....
Winds from the west 'blowin so hard....
Seas for the bows & rails down far.....
Stars high aloft hangin' from the yard....
Ace of Diamond again drawn as my card....
SeaWolf
©
TIME WAS peaceful farmers were happy to reap their corn.
I am a farmers son, it's not my idea of living, not since the time I was born.
I had a girl, my heart was broken when I awoke to find
my girl was in my imagination, BLOWIN FREE In the wind.
So it's a WARRIOR. I must become
no more farming for me, I need to find my soul
with other men and a sword to set myself free.
Free is that what I call it, brain full of emptiness I find.
Like a LEAF AND STREAM
That rushes by, wishing to run, not get left behind..
Shadows through the branches glow like a SOMETIME WORLD
Bringing thoughts of the young girl which in my memory I hold
THE KING WILL COME,this is what they say
King of where I ask feeling a little despair,
Is it the devil king, full of fire just for me.
Or can I hear the screams of the people as they flee
from judgement day, it's so silly
it's cast in stone when you will leave.
I will THROW DOWN THE SWORD,
the fight Is over we have lost the cause.
Boy how I wanted to win such a prize,
yes my time is my own, to rethink my fate.
No longer to dream but go out and find
That girl who in my heart I left behind.
Penned 19 August 2015
Album title was No. 3 Wishbone Ash. : Argus.
The highest of the class with lots of flowing cash,
with gorgeous eveningball gowns and tuxes with the sash.
They come to drink and dance the night away,
And no one goes home till they see the light of day.
The expensive luxurious cars that come and go,
traveling miles from a distance to get to the show.
The men watch and admire the women on the sly,
as the ladies sashay across the room to catch a wondering eye.
The horns start to blowin and the base gets to bumpin,
And shortly after that this joint starts to jumpin.
The men grab the ladies hands and lead them to the stage,
and before you know it everyone's dancing up the latest rage.
The ladies stay cute and the men stay cool,
never lose your cool that's the golden rule.
Dancing up a storm all to the latest hits,
Now that's what's known as Puttin On The Ritz.
By: Gwen B Mason Gibbs
9/5/15
If we were both in Paris
We on different time zones
Always coming and goin
I’m on this lonely balcony
Cigar smoke blowin
I’m as lonely as Gatsby
Cloaked in white with blue
All the way down to my sox
Looking at the time on the clock
It’s awful lonely when does your ship dock
When does your flight land
When does your car port
Get out the flutes, Pop the cork
Roll out the red carpet,
Your outfit crème and sorbet
Deliciously clad in a dessert shade of sherbet
Make up perfect
You glided in floating
Amongst the stars
And I’m gloating
You finer than a miracle
You celestial, angel
Hot air balloon delivering
A cold piece descending
My face says it all no pretending
That’s when I awaken
From this dream
So real it all seems
The neighbors heard me scream
I miss you terribly
I’m just too embarrassed
This wouldn’t happen if we were both in Paris
I just had to ask
Didn’t want to come off crass
I think fast, on my feet and I outclass
The best of them and the rest of them
we give shade as we pass
I come baring gifts, not to harass
A one way trip outta here
Imagine if we were both in Paris
Staring at the Eiffel, surrounded by fine
Art, and fancy cuisine, can’t you feel the love in the air
Let’s get into a little espionage
Pull back the shades sleep in
It almost feels like a mirage
Love is my alibi
Passion is my disguise
If I’m captured head quarters will disavow any knowledge of my mission
Will you come to find me enlisting the foreign legion?
If there was any doubt whose kiss is sweeter
Sweeping me off my feet with a daring rescue
I found a keeper!
Together atop this most romantic of city views
from the highest peeks on top this terrace.
This fairytale could truly happen if we were both in Paris.
MY WINTER
It is snowing in my heart, my heart
Wind is blowing can't stop it, stop
And I don't care about you
My mind eyes views are frozen
I've got a cold stone heart
I'm feelin bitter
In my winter
This solstice period got me stuck
My heart cellist like a snowdrift
Can't take anymore the cold sore
The pain in my brain like a freeze
Artic brezze blowin between my ears
I'm feelin bitter
In my winter
I'm so cold, yet I am bold, I'm told
This is my season, my reason
I'm cold emotions run frozen, so evil
Seems like things don't get better
My Winter
Snowflakes falling down on me
Emotional hemridging I will frezze
I can't believe the flakes in my eyes
Wet my eyes, the tears I cry cause I'm so mad
I'm feelin bitter
In my winter
I'm so cold, yet I am bold, I'm told
This is my season, my reason
I'm cold emotions run frozen, so evil
Seems like things don't get better
My Winter
RAP
I don't care bout' you, and or what U do
Heart is frozen like a tray of ice, frozen
I'm cold and infeact blizzard toward you
Don't care what you do
Yes' it's true I'm snowing on you
Snow stroming cold breathe and feet curling
Clapped lips wet cold socks
Heart so cold beats just won't melt
Don't care what ya do
I'm cold and infact flozen on you
And it's raining in here, my heart crying
35 below degrees tempertures fallin
God please tender my non beating heart
No longing beating cause it's frozen shut
Frozen in time stone cold hearted don't care bout yours, mine or others
Snowing now and I'm in bed with my hatred
Walkin so clumsy need to put my ice skates on
I'm just a winter storm of emotins
Rage on I'm calling for a snowplow to undig me from my blizzard mind
I'm cold
It's cold
I am sure, so cold
It's snowing in my heart
It's time for me to shovel away all this frozen snow in my chest
Keeping time attitudes covered by ice dropplets of rain frozaen again and again
My mind, my spirit and soul, covered up ice and snow
So cold
The is.......
My Winter
11/19/17
FOR CONTEST: My Winter
Sponsored by: VIV WIGLEY
Look
What is
the matter
With me
I'm not
Myself
my brain
Is scattered
it's splattered
Like a
shattered mirror
Anything
that's ever mattered
Has left
me here
To deal with
My own fear
I climb
the ladder
Because the
wheel won't steer
Please do
I go slow
Do I wait
right here
Please tell me
How high
does this go
I can't hang
on anymore
I feel myself slipping
Wake up
on the floor
I must be tripping
But
i'm not sure
I'm alert but
My concern
Is dispersed
That I'm sure
Is a lesson learned
In life ya
deal with love
And ya deal
with hurt
You think twice
About situations that
Might put
you in dirt
I'm not playin
Tables turnt
Ya ass
gets burnt
Cocaine white as
Kobane Kurt
Brains won't stay
When a 12 GA
Blow em up
Like fireworks
Drugs and booze
Sex and candy
Pirex and brandy
Are awful handy
When you
can't withstand it
Gotta gas up
and expand it
Cloud 9 can cram it
I'm on a different planet
No I'm not stranded
I'm just not standin
Medication granted
Sedated feelings roll
Over everything I've known
See I know
I've felt alone
I've seen the snow
The grass won't grow
If the weeds take over
Where the flowers go
Showers of hope
The Air smells of roses
The towers doors
Won't open
Theve permanently closed em
The wind is blowin
Storms like clothin
Like a scar that bust open
A volcanic eruption
Some days i can't even function
It's the drugs that
Seduct me
Time spins
I have no luck see
What gives
Maybe if I
Drift off then
I'll be ok
Do u know
can anybody
Show me the way
Because the
darkness is
Around the way
The lights
fading away
I'm so tired
of feeling
This way
day after day
Wired but
won't play
Inspired but
colors grey
Happy goes away
Then it begins to rain
Man
What happened to me
Where'd I run to
Been spun around
So much
Like a gun that's
Trigger is stuck
What the
is up
In my world
The sky is down
the ground
is up
Sounds profound
But it
astounds me like
I'm struck...
By a bolt
Of lightning
Something
so frighting
Can be
so inspiring
Snow can't be firey
So 6 ft below
Can't be a diary
Hard FOOT SOFT SOUL Dedicated VERSE FOR SHASTA SIMMS ANTHOLOGY #2
Hard foot soft soul
Oh, you gotta go
Hot foot soft soul dance
Hot axe bop step in chance
Hard foot soft soul
Plays as you step cool jazz
Hard foot hot soul
Man seize the night play the axe
Cool is the jazz
Setting episode of the angel dance
Drumming beats
Percussion sweet
Pirouette quick turn and run
Man in the corner blowin the horn
Bridge fusion beat music arpeggio (give me some)
Hard foot soft soul
Oh, you gotta go
Hot foot soft soul dance
Hot axe bop step in chance
Hard foot soft soul
Plays as you step cool jazz
Hard foot hot soul
Man seize the night play the axe
Hard FOOT SOFT SOUL
10/8/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2024©
Dedicated VERSE FOR SHASTA SIMMS ANTHOLOGY #2
you're no uncle to me
i earn my money and you take it away
you're just another word for organized crime-
who says that crime don't pay?
i work every day in the american way-
and what do i get?
a little bit farther behind
a little bit further in debt
and i can't get ahead of the bills-
no matter how hard i try
well who do you think you are
jerkin'me 'round and takin' all my pie
you got to pay rent,cable and lights
and the telephone too
and it costs about an arm and a leg-
just to drive my car
so by the end of the month i'm kinda feeling the crunch
don't know if i'll make it through
'cause on what i earn and what you keep on burnin'
i aint gonna get too far
and you're no uncle to me
i earn my money and you take it away
you're just another word for organized crime
who says that crime don't pay?
knowing how the economy is
you can't help expecting the worst
when your cash flow is blowin away-
like a leaf in a breeze
meanwhile i'm still in the race but it looks like the rats-
are gonna be coming in first
all i can say is-
brother can ya spare a piece of cheese?
and you're no uncle to me
i earn my money and you take it away
you're just another word for organized crime-
who says that crime don't pay?