Best Watts Poems
America Watts
1851-1934
Mister White buried me here beside Greek George,
Back here, with the wind-tossed weeds and the walnuts.
“Hey George, you old camel driver, you.
Can you hear me over there?
I can relate to your dogged controlling ways.”
With invisible trace chains attached to my pigtails,
Mister Watts for 39 years was my master and tormentor;
Five times in our marriage I felt the bloody pangs,
Of his beaded belt, and bare knuckles.
Five times I fled from his house a frighted,
Wondering if I would wake up the next morning alive.
“Hey George, you old camel driver, you,
Can you hear me over there?
I was no beast of burden to beat,
Nor was I his old blanket to hang on the line.”
When a possible sixth time erupted in 1891,
I ran to the tool shed next to the privy,
Out back, there, with the lilacs and the bleating ewes.
And I desperately grabbed his bladed axe.
“No Mister Watts! You will not beat me today!”
I screamed, as nearby neighbors looked on.
“No Mister Watts! Never again will I accept this!”
Looking back on that moment, here in my grave,
I believe Mister Watts was waiting for me to at last resist him.
No more after that was I his silent patsy.
No more was I his old, used-up mare,
His old brow-beaten girl, with ticks, gadfly bites,
And a thousand silent complaints.
“Hey George, you old camel driver, you.
Can you hear me over there?
Truth be known, I stood up to my only love in life.”
I finally decided to make a stand against him,
The one who fed, clothed and provided a roof over my head.
And he stopped. He stopped!
Thank the Lord, he stopped beating me!
And here I am, after 83 years of toil, hardship and pain,
Buried happily, way back here,
With the wind-tossed-weeds and the walnuts.
Charlie Watts
Rolling Stone Charlie Watts
First learned on pans and pots
'fore becoming a rock and roll drummer
Wearing flowers in his hair one 1968 summer
Watt,s in a name
A surname a parent cannot attain
yet every thought should be given to the same
Poor old Andrew Pratt, or Thomas Watt come to that
pratty or watty, more likely pratt or twatt
For the bully is a simple child
don’t make its work easy to drive someone wild
The playground is the harshest of streets
To fit in you have to abide by the name that unto you greets
so wear them with pride
And undetected become who you are inside
The aim of the game is to be who you are despite of your name
rise above it and prove people wrong
To not be a pratt or a twatt will prove you are strong
So stand proud and prove your name lame
or just be a Twatt for life all the same
The choice is there to be , what to do
and the best you can be is still down to you
Be Mr Watt with your head held up high
and please choose to wave the Twatt handle Goodbye
with Love
MB 2013
Up and Down Australia's Gold Coast
All the hotels are prone to boast:
"You can ask your host
For Marmite on toast
But beware the Vegemite ghost!"
I
There was a time, when we sought comprehension
These days, power and media aim for control, commercialization
II
Alan Watts, once a native Anglican, became American Episcopalian
Left the ministry to teach Eastern philosophy, holistic education
III
Alan has left planet Earth (1970s), is beyond thought police, "mistake" -
Said, "One ought to get angry with someone like Hitler. But he's as natural as an earthquake."
George Frederick Watta R A
of HighArt tradition they say
A famed genius with ideals
paintings to both see&feel
I
Alan Watts says we live forever
In children if we can bear
There is no joy in going on, ever
And ever as a dying tree or flower
II
He was a brilliant Brit, knew nirvana!
Died as American, in California
Barely making 59 years, once pastor
Presbyterian in Pennsylvania
III
I need to research why he quit
He was undoubtedly good at it
For faithfulness few scholars matched
His authenticity, universality. Unmatched
English poet Isaac Watts
hymnwriting he never could stop
O God our hope in Ages past
was a popular verse to last
George Frederick Watts
known for paintngs- lots&lots
An artist in the Grand Historic style
winning cash awards all the while
The symbolist George Frederick Watts
painted not things but ideas..lots&lots
His second wife Mary believed in art for all
a feminist&suragette ,her political call