Best Catch My Drift Poems
I am the ghost of heartaches past
I'm love's dark contrast
That empty seat
Beside you when you eat
The tear stains on your pillow case
I'm that new wrinkle on your face.
I am the gremlin of "What if?"
If you catch my drift
Who's biggest theme
Is to haunt all your dreams
I'm that loud echo in your life
That constant nagging extra strife.
I am that cold spot in your bed
I'm words left unsaid
I'm anger won
I'm promises undone
I'm that thing left to chance
I'm Lady Loneliness.....
Would you care to dance?
Timothy I. Brumley
Strange how it goes, they're waiting their turn
To flood my thoughts, these ideas to burn
Other times nothing, just rack my old brain
Get all pooped out, my attempts are in vain
Is there no place smack dab in the middle
Where rhymes reside and efforts are little
Why do we suffer a blankness at times
There must be a pill for starting these rhymes
Oh well, I'm really having the time of my life
Annoying struggles just add to the spice
We'd ALL be poets if these rhymes came easy
Wouldn't stand out with our words so breezy
Do you catch my drift, am I making any sense
Keep plugging away, don't be so damn tense
Rhymes will soon come, have ye no doubt
Flooding your brain, you'll stand up and shout
Lordy, I'm a poet just knew it all along
My heart doth sing a happiness thong!
© Jack Ellison 2013
GOD DID NOT DIE AND LEAVE YOU IN CHARGE
God didn't die and leave you in charge.
Who told you that you could decide who lives, and whose to die.?
Stop trying to take lives that you did not give life to.
God didn't die and leave you in charge.
Mad man- take your billions and search for your soul.
Money is your god; You want power and control.
but the big guy above the sky...didn't die, and
Leave you in control
Mother nature will remove the weak and send them home.
We don't need your beastly mark 666, in a Bill, or in a pill, or in a vaccine.
He gave us dominion over the earth, and each of us an earthly home.
Stay in your lane, leave people alone, because:
The Creator of this world “is still on his throne",
we know who you are and we know what you’re doing.
And when the people rebel it's your life, and after-life that'll be ruined.
Those who are carrying out your third world disorder scheme,
are the same ones who'll share in your torture and shame...
I know what i am saying, hope you catch my drift before i drop names...
Soon the living God will call all chaos to order.
Because the God of this universe is alive, well and at large...
God is not dead....and you’re not in charge.
Don’t call me baby!
I’m nobody's doll.
Don’t call me sweetie!
I’m not a moll.
I’m not a cutie.
I’m not your “boo.”
If you try to abuse me,
#you're through.
I'm a brave person
a body all my own.
This is a free planet.
This is also my home.
If you didn’t respect that
there’s one thing to do.
Catch my drift when I say,
#you're through.
My silence is leaked.
The story is told.
This past will haunt me
although it is old.
I've met other people
who knew you too.
They read about me.
#you're through.
12/6/17
UNSHEATH YOUR SWORD Poetry Contest
Sponsor John Lawless
Absence makes the heart grow fonder
Been said many many times
But I'm about as fond as I could be
Methinks I've proved it just fine
So don't need none of that absence stuff
Do you catch my drift as they say
I'll permit it for maybe an hour or so
But that's it and certainly not for a day
There's a very severe penalty you must pay
Should you exceed the allotted limit
A basic one hundred kisses and hugs
Plus another twenty-five more per minute
That might seem like a real hefty fine
But it's there to shown you how serious
It is to deprive this depraved old soul
He can wind up disoriented and delirious
Bottom line is, please handle with care
My kind doesn't come along often
Treat me well and I'll be yours for life
I'll make your heart melt and soften
© Jack Ellison 2013
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May I please say before we start
that I am PERFECT for this part?
It's in my SOUL.
You might as well go lock the door,
cuz right here's what you're looking for.
I AM this role!
But why take chances? Just in case,
I've put plans B and C in place.
(So I'm not not stiffed)
Lets just say I have money, dear.
Who couldn't use a twenny here?
*wink*.... catch my drift?
Need more to prove that I'm no slouch?
Just show me to the casting couch.
THAT talent's free...
.........
.............
No - thank YOU, Sir!! When's best to call?
I just KNEW once you'd seen it all...
Oh............... You'll call ME...?
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It took time to remove
The stones that formed the arch
That’s the place above the gates
Under which their armies marched
But we remained very quite
Observing through the cracks
Drinking bottled wine
And nibbling on some snacks
They finally cleared a way
And opened the gates wide
Then laid their hands upon the ropes
To pull our ass inside
There were times, I felt cunning
And times I felt amused
That men of such intellect
Could fall for such a ruse
But, be it as it may
My concern is only this
To burst out of this ass
And take a good long p**s
I know what you’re thinking
And I’d like to keep it clean
But as you know how stories go
I have to paint the scene
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When they got us in the city
There was music in the air
The Trojan started dancing
Food and drink were everywhere
There were pigs biting apples
Above the flames formed in a pit
With every sort of creature
They could skewer upon a spit
Oh, and wine flowed from fountains
And confections by the score
The soldiers ate and drank
Till they couldn’t feast , no more
Their priest stopped by at midnight
To bless our parting gift
And I christened it myself
If you kinda catch my drift
It was early morning hours
When the last ones fell to sleep
So we opened up the hatch
And we began to creep
Down a rope, we slid slowly
To the ground we made our way
To the gates that we must open
At last I’ll have the day
To be continued..............
A gift from a stranger, his name is Reefer;
we know right away that he's a keeper.
We re-name him Rugby so as not to confuse;
his condition suggests that he's been abused.
Anticipating a squabble, we bring in the cat;
he sprawls and yawns, refused to combat.
He never barks, he doesn't bite or growl;
until the cat decides to eat from his bowl.
Rugby walks behind her, emits one deep Woof;
Tricia jumps straight up, leaves with no reproof.
They co-exist peacefully, eat with never a tiff;
they need no policing, if you catch my drift.
Life is but a dream, while rowing down the stream
Better to flow along in life’s mystery, some call it destiny
The present is a gift, if you catch my drift
Watch your flanks, as life & death are your banks
‘Cause your reserves are vested in your life preserve’s
The subject of aliens is a big topic today
Here's what I think for the record, I say
Of course they exist
At Walmart, catch my drift?
Their invasion is surely already underway!
© Jack Ellison 2015
"This generation is polluted, by the distribution of the optical illusion that everything is always brighter on the other side, but sometimes bright isn't always right, ya see everything that's bright is not right because at night all you see is cop lights and deaths of innocent souls who always end up being not white, and somehow their unarmed but that police officer always holds that glock tight, and it's sad when you got more vulgar pics on Facebook & Instagram, than more of those same women motivating the same stereotypical uneducated and misguided black men, so that we can change the breaking news from who killed the man to look at that black successful businessman, that's a simple plan and believe me when I say we have the key to this in our hands, we crossed the line as a whole....that line is getting thinner & thinner, we're quick to judge other situations while we sometimes have similar problems tapping us on the shoulder in our bathroom mirrors, today we wipe em clearer, nowadays it has become more common when we can't commit, got about as many soaked handkerchiefs that wiped the tears away from past relationships, now ain't that a.....lol y'all catch my drift, threw so much at ya you can't even catch my pitch, as each day goes by the end is nearer, things get crazy and might seem wierder....but just be sure you're happy with that reflection that stares back at you in the mirror!"
It's not fair of me
To say I want you
It's not fair of me to let you go
Either way we're not happy
And I just wanted you to know
I just want you to be happy
Get the cake the kiss and happy ending,
I know I won't be the one you'll be with
But you can still count on me,
If you catch my drift
We've been through a lot for a while
Stars don't seem to shine as bright
Been some dark days
Want to let you know a lights in sight
Cause you're gonna be happy
Get the cake, the kiss, and happy ending
Still won't be the one you're with
You still got me though
If you catch my drift
Arguments, late nights, over exaggerated dumb fights
I'll still be here
For you
I just want you to be happy
Get your cake, the kiss, the happy ending,
I know I won't be the one that you're with
You always got me though,
if you catch my drift.
Now gather round this here campfire
y'all kind good folk
Sit down get and make yourselves
real comfy and toast a marshmallow
Because this is a Freestyle Hoedown
ain't it all of us here have come to see
and i am about to get this party started
So here's a little ditty im about to spit
if you follow my flow and catch my drift
please feel free to join in and sing along
Hey- Diddle - Dee
Slap a my thigh
Fiddle - Dee- Dee
I'm a simple country boy at heart
not 1 of them city slicker
Who enjoys the simple things and
pleasures of the outdoors life such as
My shack and outhouse I constructed
myself with my own bare hands that
provides me shelter when I am not out
roaming the plains
A cowboy hat tin of beans cup of coffee
whiskey bottle and thick warm blanket
to sleep under the star's at night
I live off the land and anything else I
need it can't provide all I have to do
is take a ride into town I can purchase
from the supplies store
And my mode of transportation I use to
get there is my trusty Mustang of the
four legged type 1 B.H.P under the
hood that comes with a saddle
not 1 of the modern day muscle car variety
You see I'll take my chances all day long
Dancing with these Wild Wolves rather
than the one's on Wall street
Because at least there was some form
of law and a Sheriff in Dodge
Whereas
Wall street is totally and utterly lawless
run by cowboys who have the Sheriff's
and the Judge on their payroll
Who will railroad you straight to jail
choose to throw away the key or
hang you
Music Score provided by
( Deliverance Banjo )
&
( A Fistful of Dollars More )
&
( The Bad & the Downright Ugly )
move over make motions for more
seems the same chapter approaches the shore
history on repeat like a skipping record score
to my life movies pickled and cored
struck my nerves but in tune with a chord
tri tones raise my hair soon too forward
against the grain of my neck craned and torn
I complain about storms till the drains foreign
uh oh let it flow, catch my drift or just let me go
I got no translation for me in my zone
I happen to perform well on my own
It's not as simple as a poetic form
my desire to be kinetic since I was born
sympathetic to the challengers
to match my norm, if you sat in your dorm
meant to be just a so long As
I'm being chased by horns
driven to the ground, combustion from the pressures
muscled out the members, consolidated with embers
tinker with the ventures, till my circle encircles the center
inertia usurping certain pretenders
The subject of aliens is a big topic today
Here's what I think for the record, I say
Of course they exist
At Walmart, catch my drift?
Their invasion is surely already underway