Best Totes Poems

Gray smeared sky like a quilt of rags
Winos sip rot gut from brown paper bags
Threadbare cloud crotch splits up the side
Rain pours down, you got...

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I ran into Shakespeare the other day.
Told him I too am writing a play.
He asked about the premise, which was a reeler.
I had no idea...

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Buttons for game pieces, buttons on totes,
Buttons on toys, shoes, sweaters and coats.

Buttons that open and buttons that close
On pockets and purses and edges of...

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What’s fair is fair

I walked into Macys Department Store the other day
thinking I’d buy a few items for the summer
I entered on the first floor...

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In my man cave, is a closet
Which would spawn horrible critiques
Totes full of old computer parts
Some of which my be antiques

Various plumbing parts abound
But Lord...

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Some years from now
the Devil throws a banquet – 
In hell, of course – where he alone 
unquestionably rules:

A banquet table plated for 
greedy fools:...

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If my rhymes rugged and clucking might be
As it would better fit to wretched hole
Above which are pointing all rocks to see,

I would express my...

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Just down the gravel road a piece is an old-time country store.
On its saggin' shelves are things you won't find much anymore.
Ladies in bright calico...

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It's my fifth day of unemployment
and I'm going a little bit crazy.
I'd expected to sit around and relax
and in general behave quite lazy.

Day one, I...

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A football star with super speed,
Our prom king, Kyle, has gone to seed.
No longer likely to succeed,
He's out of work and hooked on weed.

Behind you's...

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The invitations were sent to alumni far and near,
To gather for the school reunion later in the year.
The ultimate occasion to turn on all the...

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"Well......Howdy, Cowboy!......So, where're ya' from?"

A whiskey thirst?? She'll bring you one
Dust off your hat, take off your spurs,
put down your gun,  and share a...

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Lover; leave me a love note
When you are away I choke
Need not buy me shiny totes
Plus...I know your broke...

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My Quirk


A thing that bothers me the most,
the quirk that nags at me each day,
my study desktop capped with stuff -
its cluttered surface on display.

Poetry...

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Off Season Santa

Cajun Santa won’t ever be seen

Buying Christmas candy in New Orleans

He has a whole group of Elves back in the swamp

Making Cajun candy...

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