Best Stans Poems
Ah war out a walkin
Ut war a Sunday morn
Mah chores war all did
Warn't no need fer me et home
Ah walks along tha river
What does goes by er place
Hearin tha crickets singin
Un watchin dragonflies un tha chase
Tha rivers a little lively
Fer tha rain done brung er up
Un stead uve a little girgle
Ut souns more like "sup"
Ah war almost ta mah favor ite log
Wen ah does sees a dog
He jist stans un looks et me
N ah's goes walkin up
Then ah' see's uh movement
Un ut war a horse
He sniffs tha air un stares et me
Un never makes a noise
Over thar un mah log
Un much ta mah surprise
War un ol' man sittin
Un never even blinks un eye
Ah jist kinda moz ies over
Un sits down un tha end
Tryin hard not ta bothers um
Cause he war a snorin
Then thar war a little sound
Frum a rock across tha way
We's both looks ovar thar
Ta see's what tha frog has ta say
As he war a sayin his piece
The dog cumed right up
He war gonna catch tha guy
But he has ta swims tha river first
Than tha horse done gived a whinney
Un walks up ta tha man
Nuzzlin tha fellers cheek
An pawin tha white san'
Ah sez "I's sorry
If'n I's buttin un"
Tha ol' man done shakes his head
Tilts his hat un sez "No mam"
"We's jist un a journey
Un sides ta takes a break
Ut war kinda perty here
So we's jist sits here un tha shade"
"Horse youse jist stops ut
Her ain't did nothin wrong
Her jist likes ta listen ta
Tha little feller's song"
"Dog youse cumes back here
Youse don't likes ta swim
If'n youse two don't calms down
We'll be's un er way again
"Well ah's sorry mam
Ut's still perty early un tha morn
But ah guesses Wild Lighten un Duke
Er ready ta goes un with er journey bourne"
Cile Beer
Thanks Bob Hinshaw for the idea
Categories:
stans, cowboy-westernwar, horse, sorry, war,
Form:
Rhyme
I curse away one head to stabilize the thinking,I curse away the set of eyes that forever fall from the face to set a clear vision.I curse away the spear,the nation builder to educate the ***** controlled youth.i curse away your home and give the country a roof over their heads.
In the name of Hani,Sobukwe,Plaatjie and Biko I cast away the power hungry demons,I cast away the big tummied devils and I also cast away the raw fish eating kings.In light of peace,love and harmony I pray for justice,sense and sanity.I pray for the end of blood shed,xenophobic attacks and women bashing.
Black against black,white against white,black against white,our sense of sight has been racially removed.A rainbow belongs in the sky,I will continue to carry a gun and shoot everyone who looks different.Dompas memories,Bantu Stans living,Africanism disappearing I curse away tenderpreneurship.
Big beard,farmer clothing and a monkey hating gun.Game drives on police vans I will drag race with the monkey tied at the back.Blood spilling,dark screams as you touch base with your ancestors.1652,1990,1994 I curse away the Dromedaris.
"Black like me"
Cheeky black statements,arrogant monkeys,I call upon the mirror.
Mirror mirror on the wall prove that blacks are still stupid.
Mirror mirror on the wall hope the trick works again.
Green,Gold and Black
We hope for greener pastures,gold fields to rid poverty but we know black will always darken our futures.
Categories:
stans, patriotic, political,
Form:
Free verse
to be oldt fashioned...
at a fun-near-all
are some relative-at-tea...
with at least two people
knot-met since...
some long gone time ago
andt now under...
standing-smiles
lies a hum-our-being...
echoing lightly in
a wise-dome...
of minds
stans sand
Categories:
stans, absence, humor, memory,
Form:
Free verse
perceiving both sides
at once is as
of an equality
within...
an eclipse-moons light that appears dark and
hence light and dark seem as knotted
mind concepts
within...
perception limits just as left reflects as right
light humour may appear as darker being that an
equality of opposites is as an infinity mobius strip concept
within...
any single mind at any one moment in time to munch input/output
as with having the minds mirrored molars on both sides of an issue at once
and the perceiver pondering a neutrality as readers might perceive some bias
within...
an equality of opposites that a neutrality sums as a zero
stans sand
Categories:
stans, analogy, humor, imagination,
Form:
Free verse
the feathered are creative and...
the raven rates a number one on the
bird intelligence scale of inventive creativity...
different species typify various problem solving...
logic-skill techniques that 'metaphor' creation of some
'cause' by which they reach a specifically desired relative 'effect'....
andt being morning the bird feeders were...
low on seed so white-throated sparrows fluttered
repeatedly against the window pane behind which i sat...
"to the garage and the birdfeed" their actions echoed...
in their manner and so in five minutes the desired deed of
a specific human 'effect' was fullfilled as an exercise of bird will power...
the sparrows flocked to the feeders and after eating...
two of them flew to the window and fluttered their wings again
and this time as a 'cause' their actions had a 'thank you effect'...
(yup...i waved hello....they got me well trained....hmmm...oh well : )
stans sand
Categories:
stans, creation, food, longing,
Form:
Free verse
I have always been curious about people from Kurdistan
I wonder why they are called kurds
I wonder when the kurds would become keese
Just like curd becomes cheese
I wonder if birds are called “birds” because they come from “Birdistan”…..
Okay, that kurd-bird joke one time never went down well
One audience I entertained transitioned from swelling to swearing
The agitated audience looked at each other, left and right
The bird joke got me pelted and unhired, now I'm a fly-by-night comic
The joke was inspired by a 12 year kid I once knew, nicknamed “Talk shop”
He used to hang around the market stands and chatted nonstop
The lad knew almost all of the countries with syllables ending with “–stan”
He bragged about Kazakhstan, Tajikstan, Uzbekistan, with the “stans” he was never done
The smart-****’s Turkistan questions hit me like a slap
Unrelentingly he tested me to spot Manhattan on the map
I totally lost my geography to the kids embarrassing pressure
The kid burst into a belly laugh when my finger hovered over Asia
In trying to change the subject, I asked him about the story of Tristan
I was zipped into silence when he told me stick to geography and not romance
I asked the kid what his real name was, and how he got an extra memory chip
He said if he taught me how, the conversation would flip
And then he revealed what his real name was with a “My name is Stan, duh!”
A felt relieved, as adult dumbness left my shoulder
I bet you would know every country and its geographical location
If it was made up of some weird syllables sneaking up on your name
The cocky kid asked me to test him on anything
I went spiritual, a subject the kid probably had no grip on
I asked him why we confess to a priest, if God can directly hear us pray
He said “so that we can have an eye witness on judgment day”
I tried to get rid of the boy by pretending to be bored
But I let the boy stay, when he told me that I would miss him one day when I get old
Categories:
stans, boy, feelings, fun, funny
Form:
Free verse
mel
...flows low waters still...
brooks
...in valley pastures...
spring waters
...to ponds and back...
have carried
...creations for ninety six years...
stans sand
Categories:
stans, birthday, butterfly, cheer up,
Form:
Free verse
a brief symbolic
equivalent of...
reflections passing
in mind dreams...
be of a now
present reality...
buzzing what's
next...
as a consumption
of events...
of times passing
for some...
thing like
a next poem...
stans sand
Categories:
stans, analogy, poetry,
Form:
Free verse
trees
are of natures randomness as the...
disorder
...of...
nothing
having been written except for the abstract...
irrationals
...as...
transcendentals
of time's naturally being...
unpredictable
...since...
existent
change is of infinite varieties of natural...
clocks
...marking...
change
that never exactly repeats and defines time as a...
question
...like...
"ehhh!
what's up doc? - meaning - that's all!...
folks"
stans sand
Categories:
stans, absence, science, time,
Form:
Free verse
alice sent-a-mental note
stans sand
Categories:
stans, fantasy, heart,
Form:
Free verse
in earths long 'daze' of...
evolutionary change life has
heard five 'geo-logic-calls' for a...
few species to not change...
in the 'darkened' days of
massive population decreases...
in answer to the logic calls for life...
to exist on a 'time isle' planet where-in
days be as endless cycles of difference...
monday --->
monday night - be called the 'ordovician mass extinction'
tuesday --->
tueday night - be the 'devonian extinction'
wednesday --->
wednesday night - be the 'permian extinction'
thursday --->
thursday night - be the 'triassic extinction'
friday --->
friday night - be the 'cretecous extintion'
saturday --->
saturday night - be human 'party time'
stans sand
Categories:
stans, history, life, planet,
Form:
Free verse
The innocence of children
Can catch us by surprise
When they ask a question
With a twinkle in their eyes
That’s your baby brother
In my belly can’t you see?
How did he get in there?
Will he be crawling free?
Then they are off to school
To use their minds and hands
When they ask the question
Who is Richard Stans?
They caught a jar of bugs one day
Found hundreds under boards
And dumped them in the mail slot
On the floor were running hoards
Came home one day all crusty brown
Found mud a block away
Funny muddy little boys
Really made mom’s day
Categories:
stans, funny, kid,
Form:
Rhyme
todays breeze
brought ravens
sailing overhead
soaring dimensions
enjoying themselves
in a manner that spoke
volumes as to their being
the most intelligent of birds
with respect self critical thinking
imaginative problem solving skills
that for them are also forms of play
within an animal kingdom far brighter
than some exploiters would have us believe
because the raven needs not measuring scales
to judge by as they assess any thing against itself
stans sand
Categories:
stans, appreciation, imagination, raven,
Form:
Free verse
a...
right
write-rite's
a...
knot
stans sand
Categories:
stans, analogy, image,
Form:
Free verse
let paper scroll
stains
be as history
stans sand
Categories:
stans, analogy, history, writing,
Form:
Free verse