Best Yup Poems
Yup! I'm a caffeine addict!
I'm admitting it here and now
Coffee's got a hold on me
I'd kick it but don't know how
First thing every morning
Must have that heavenly brew
Trying to keep it to just one cup
But it's stretching into two
I tremble, stutter and stammer
As I take another sip
Only makes the whole thing worse
And my needle starts to skip
Joined “Java Drinkers Anonymous”
But that really didn't help
All the members were addicts too
They got me started on kelp
Now I'm smokin' dried up seaweed
Just can't seem to get it right
Please help me if you know a way
To assist me with my plight!
© Jack Ellison 2012
I love all the ladies, perhaps you've guessed
Obsessed is probably how I'd describe it best
They're always so sweet
Offering wee treats
You know what they're called, yup naughties, you guessed!
I see in far side vision but imagination is you decision Two baby booming figures on a beach near a YETI with a caricature head on each Playing a game of rhetorical boomerang on the beachhead a little foreign sign The caption below says the blues they sang this is the life Yuppy! Yuppy! Pass me a lime and if they ask will blame it on the times
THE EDGES WERE RAVELED
I COULD MAKE OUT THE
AUTHERS SIGNATURE
I MEASURED THE SIZE
AND FOUNDED WHAT
I HAD CAME TO SEE
THE ORGINAL " DUEX dE gRITT"
BY dIZZIE cAULIER GRUMP
I cOULDN'T BELEIVE WHAT WE WERE SEEING
A VISION FROM tRIMPP's " sUCCI"
IT'S A OIL PAINTING OF WHAT THE MAN IN
dRIPPERS " NIGHT IN bRIPPLES bAY"
THE PICUTURE OF THE HIDING WAR THE
cANADAIN gOVERMENT HIDE
FROM IT'S CITEZENS.
THEY SAY IT WAR ALWAY DOWN THE HOLD EASTCOAST.
THE WHALERS FROM THE PACIFIC THOUGHT THEY WERE IN THE PACIFIC
THEY WOKE UP ONE DAY IN THE aTLANTIC
AND STARTED WHALING.
tHE CANADAIN gOVERMENT
FOUND THEM OUT IN THE NORTHWATERS.
tHEY SIGNALED THEM, BUT wHEN THE WHALE SHIP GOT
SPOOKED, THEM hULL-HUSSIES LAUCHED
AN ATTACK ON THE FRIGGETTS.
THE OTHER PIRATES AND FRIGGET ALLIED
AND THEY STARTED AH WARRING.
THEY HIDE THIS FROM US IN SCHOOL.
THEY DON'T TEACH THIS STUFF!
Virgin Sky*
Empathy falling like drops from a virgin sky
It is not for me to see, not mine eye
It is a grass sowed by the light
It is not seen by this world by day or night
It is an undisturbed ocean where salt does not burn
It is a new earth that will forever turn
Where a word spoken will reach it's depth perception
It is divine times in perpetual motion
Dusk dawns noticeably earlier each night in Schwenksville, Pennsylvania - yup
Which trend will continue some days before
winter solstice 2021 in Northern Hemisphere,
Tuesday, December 21 10:58 AM.
Yes, interestingly enough earliest sunset date(s)
along eastern United States
will occur December 7 and 8, 2021 at 4:28 pm EST.
Similar respective phenomena
takes place across globe.
Winter solstice constitutes
shortest day of the year in terms of daylight,
but does not have latest sunrise
nor earliest sunset of the year.
This prevails because discrepancy exists
between modern-day timekeeping methods
and how time is measured
using the Sun known as the equation of time.
The equation of time comprises
east or west component of the analemma,
a curve representing angular offset of the Sun
from its mean position on celestial sphere
as viewed from Earth.
I thoroughly enjoy onset of early darkness
unperturbed courtesy
seasonal affective disorder (SAD).
Alas and alack
matter of fact yours truly
optimally thrives when pitch black
skies immerse bookworm as impetus to crack
open a novel and/or read
one of my favorite (MAD) magazines
versus basking in sunshine which doth distract,
thus I while away hours appeasing
sixty plus shades of gray (cerebral) matter
processing criteria at greased lightning speed
considerably faster than once
venerably touted supreme ENIAC,
whereby mine figurative pistons
incalculably subvert additional
superfluous irrelevant flack
spurring me to burrow
deep inside invisible gunnysack
cause ordinary stress I could not hack
conveniently latched onto
ninety sixties counterculture mantra
"turn on, tune in, drop out"
popularized by Timothy Leary in 1966
essentially only in body not spirit
throughout academic foray,
I occupied space and time
paid dear price, cuz
submissive behavior heavily did impact
writer of these words a jejune Jack,
who during formative years
never dated, nor got jilted
cuz he possessed
unquestioned unhealthy uncanny
fealty and deadly eating disorder
body dysmorphia knack
positive image of self I lack,
an existence punctuated
by one after another panic attack.
.
uh
uh
up
'pon mine
roan
uuuuhp
'pon mine steed'z
haunchez
hern
unto ourn cabin
'tiz ourn
roam
there's only one way
straight down is all you control
so use a bobber
line through a swivel
with sinkers and lucks good bait
play out line and wait
tick tick heavy weight
a slow to reel in quick see
that breaks line and leaves
stan sand
I quit! Yippee! I'm through with work
with taking orders from some jerk
slaving away for some worthless perk
like a title of 'senior associate filing clerk'
Yet I find it odd, through some kind of quirk
that deep within me yearnings lurk
to return to what I'd longed to shirk
~ Yup, time to punch in and go back to work
THE LETTER SAID
IF YOU WANT TO MEET ME TONIGHT
WEAR A GREEN DRESS AND A RED SCARFF
ORDER THE FILETT MINION
AND I WILL COME AND EAT-IT!
Know
Do you understand you?
Look up
Love
Lord