Best Waller Poems
Danced with
Conceived and born
Sung to and nursed
On a downy soft quilt
Transfused with
Vibrations of Ellington
Basie, Crosby, Waller
Goodman and Armstrong
Skyrocketed spiritually
By Kern and Carmichael
Porter, Gershwin and Berlin
Thanks Mom and Dad
For the beautiful music
We made together
On that bed of downy softness
JUST MAD!
I AWOKE THIS MORNING, JUST MAD!
WENT TO MY APPOINTMENT, JUST MAD!
I HAD TO GET UP AT 6:30 AM TO CATCH THE BUS AT 7:30 AM TO GET 4 MILES AWAY BY 9:00 AM, JUST MAD!
SAT THERE FOR 2 HOURS THINKING WHY AM I HERE? JUST MAD!
FINALLY FINISHED, THAT 2 HOURS WENT SLOW, STILL MAD!
WENT TO THE BANK WITHDREW MY LAST $6.00, MAD AS HELL!
CAN’T TAKE A BREAK, STRAIGHT TO WORK, JUST MAD!
PEOPLE SEE, TRY AND CHEER ME UP, THEY SAY SMILE, CAN’T STAY MAD!
I CATCH A GLIMSE OF HER FROM THE CORNER OF MY EYE,
NO LONGER MAD!
JT Waller
CHOCOLATE SUN!
It always starts with a question,
would I be out of line if I told you that I thought about you all night long,
last night, the night before and probably tonight
and a few after that
how can the future be so certain that I know that you will be on my mind, because there is a passion that has yet to be satisfied,
you play hard to get or am I just missing the signal,
or could the truth be that I am afraid of you,
passion strong, passion long, passion forever, it seems,
until the day ends and we go our separate ways only hoping for tomorrow,
so I can see my chocolate sun again rise along with the promise of a new day and a new chance to make sense of something that is not meant to be,
but exist, it cannot be ignored, but is, and at the moment when our eyes meet with cool silence, I am calm, I am excited, I am alive.
An Original By JT Waller
Captain Waller & Perth
The Japanese navy they came south,
Invaded Indonesia, in 1942
Cruiser Perth of 6 inch guns,
Captain Hector Waller was to choose her,
De Ruyter, Java , Perth and the 8 inch guns of USS. Houston,
They fought battles against overwhelming odds,
Dodged 5 torpedo attacks till sunk were the 2 Dutch cruisers,
Waller took Houston with him, back to Indonesia,
Reload refuel to fight again, fought to the death, not losers,
These 2 game ships attacked the invasion fleet,
With guns a bloody blazing, fired torpedoes and sunk,
Some Transports , damaged Cruisers , quite amazing,
point blank at Destroyers chasing,
till one of a hundred torpedoes hit,
And Perth went down still racing,
Houston she sank about 20 minutes later,
Japanese thought they fought a Battleship,
So much damage it was crazy.
Don Johnson
http://www.gunplot.net/perthww2/Perth.htm
Captain Waller continued on at half speed in an effort to stop the ship taking more men with her when she finally went. Then her bows dipped gently down, her stern raised out of the water, only one of her four screws still turning. It was said she did not sink but 'steamed out'. Her much loved Captain last seen in the glare of the flames, on the bridge, giving orders.
Houston, after a similarly heroic performance also went down. Perth's total complement was 681. Of these 353 were lost in action, 4 died ashore and 324 were captured, of these 106 died whilst prisoners of war 53 of them on the infamous Burma-Siam railway.
In all the Japanese had lost fifteen ships and could not believe that a Battleship was not present. A report in the Syonan Times in Japan in 1942 read - In the terrific battle in Sunda Strait many ships on both sides were sunk. It must be remembered, however, that the lighter Nipponese ships were fighting a superior force which included a battleship".The Japan Times made a similar admission.
Commemoration $5 coin minted by the Australian mint to mark the 60th. Anniversary of the Battle of Sunda Strait.
In 2002, the Royal Australian Mint produced a special $5 coin depicting both Perth and Houston, designed to remember the 60th. Anniversary of their sacrifice, and sinking, at the Battle of Sunda Strait in 1942.
3-18-2012 Looking for Gold in the Sandbox
There may have been a rumor or two about someone finding gold in the sandbox,
So we dig,some of us give in to this Riff-Raff right away,and look for better chances,
Others Waller about in the sand as if it were a shame,perhaps a blame,
Myself ,I have watched life pass me by, but I have been a part of the times,
Someday I will be deleted, never will be lost, my writings of rhyme.
HMMMM!
I WOULD LIKE TO BITE YOUR NECK,
NOT HARD SO IT WILL HURT,
BUT GENTLE AND FIRM SO YOU REALLY FEEL THE PRESSURE,
BOTH SIDES AND THEN THE MIDDLE,
I WOULD LIKE MY TONGUE TO FEEL YOUR THROAT MOVE AS YOU SWALLOW,
I FEEL YOUR HEART BEAT FASTER,
THE BEAT IS STEADY AND STRONG,
SEXY IS THE SOUND WHEN MY LIPPS GO BELOW THE NECK LINE,
THE SMELL OF WOMAN IS SWEET TO ME, PLEASING,
I GET A BUZZ, “I GOT A NEW DRUG”,
BUT THIS TIME I DON’T WANT TO BE CURED OF THIS ADDICTION,
THERE IS NO REHAB CENTER OR THERAPY THAT EXIST THAT COULD EASE THIS PAIN THAT FEELS SO GOOD!
JT WALLER
Now let me see
My Mom told me not to ride that boar hog
But as you will see my brothers and me
Didn't listen to Mommy
We got on this big old hog and rode him when he got tired he would run
for the waller and we would holler
Sometimes we could get off in time before he laid down and rolled with us
If we were not so lucky then we took a trip through the water trough to wash off
But Dad caught us doing that busted our butts and made us clean the trough
We still got cleaned up before Mommy got back but she noticed us starching
We didn't know we got hog lice and she had to pick the hitch hikers off of us
We enjoyed the ride but it was ruff on our hides
KNOW
Denial is a blindfold, it helps you cope
with the truth,
if only I could get over this wall,
I could see it, the bright shiny penny on heads
pick it up it's good luck,
what's one penny? well put them together
with others and they make a whole
that is what the truth is
a completion, an ending, a beginning
a wall that has fallen, no more climbing
to find the truth, walk steady in it's path
no more blindfold, no more denial, no more sadness
no more hidden agenda
no more drama, k.n.o.w.
An Original by JT Waller
Were U the One!
Were U the one in my second grade class?
Were U the one, prettiest little girl on the church ground?
Were U the one that I worked alongside?
Were U the one behind me in the checkout line?
Were U the one that I made a fool of myself over?
I would ask myself that question from time to time,
but let my quest for the answer go,
it seemed there was no answer for something so simple,
I have become too content with not knowing and once I called myself a fighter, but I am losing the battle, although deep in my heart it still seems to matter, there is no dream that will suffice,
there is no fantasy that will do,
there is only reality and that reality is U!
JT Waller
Captain Waller
Good Aussie, Captain Waller,
from his deck chair he would holler, (on the bridge)
As the Stuka dive bomber, (German ju87)
dropped a bomb away,
Harrrrd a port or or harrrd a starboard,
side step the bomb to larboard,
and they always missed old Stuart,
in 1941 I say.
The Aussies held Tobruk,
kept Rommell’s goose well cooked,
Old Stuart ran the gauntlet,
fed em, gravy, the Aussie way,
Shot down a few planes,
In her day.
attacked any submarine again,
depth charging, I’m a saying,
When she wasn’t attacking the Italian navy,
She wasn’t in the game.
Scrap iron flotilla, W War1 tin can,
Stuart punched above her weight, again,
Attacked three 8 inch cruisers in the dark,
her 4 inch guns did bloody bark,
torpedoes left em sinking, I’d explain.
Of Hector Waller nemesis of the Italian Navy in the Med.
Don Johnson
Hint!
I HEARD A CHILD GIVE HIS MOTHER AN ORDER TO DO SOMETHING, HIS MOMMA SNAPPED BACK AND SAID YOU DON’T GIVE THE ORDERS AND HE REPLIED “I WAS NOT TELLING YOU WHAT TO DO! I WAS JUST GIVING YOU A HINT!”
JT Waller
Hector Waller
“Hardover Hec” yes they called him,
Yes hard a port, that’s it, right,
If bombs or torpedoes were a falling, crawling,
He’dodge em, with sweetest delight,
The Germans said the “scrap iron flotilla,”
Old Stuart was one, yes too right,
One black night she sailed amongst the Italians,
Destroyer, amongst their Cruisers that night,
4 inch guns against the 8 inch, Italian,
Slipped tinfish amongst them that’s right,
Italys cruisers were blazing, exploding,
4 inch guns blazed a path through the night,
2 or 3 cruisers were sunk there,
Other Aussies and Poms in the fight,
Fox Terrier’s were plonking away yair,
Big dogs got a horrible fright.
Of Hector Waller of Australian Navy WW2 in 1941.
Don Johnson
Sounds like Fats ....
Waller or Domino?
I don't know,
who do you want it to be?
Sounds like Bob ...
Marley or Dylan?
I ain't tellin,
who is it you're hearin'?
Sounds like Jimmy
Dorsey or Hendricks?
Whatever, the quick fix
is in my soul.
Sounds like country
soundin' like soul
soundin' like jazz
soundin' like reggae rappin' round
rock 'n roll.
Sounds like a drum in Nairobi.
Sounds like a horn from Sierra Leone
soundin' like they all had a beginning ...
Was I there?
Yes, thats what I feel
from another time, and you were there too
and thats why we do
tap our toe with whatever flows.
Sounds like Billy
Holiday or Strayhorn?
Doesn't matter, it all came
from the same ... Source.
Waller for Dollar and Had To Holler
In mud seems like we would waller,
Deeply while we searched for dollar;
Our house poor;
His does adore;
There we saw Trump who is a staller.
Jim Horn
Weenie waller deanie dollar
Queenie squaller, healthy holler
Poorly written poetry does not have to make sense
It can be dastardly, dull and delightfully dense
Playing with words is the mission, and to have fun
Most of my favorite poems were thrown down on the run
Silly rhymes and words I made up myself give me joy
I throw in pirates and alligators, so I can add a bit of “ahoy”.