Billy Poems

Billy Goat

There is an old goat named Billy
who finds the altitude chilly
and with insufficient grippage
to prevent downhill slippage
may fall off the mountain but will he?

Old Billy

They called him Billy—Old Billy they said,
A man of few words, who walked where none tread.
Eyes like the storm, with a soul full of scars,
He trusted no one, not the moon nor the stars.

Once he had laughter, once he had friends,
But betrayal, like poison, seeped in the end.
Lovers who lied, and brothers who stole,
Left empty

Billy the Kid's Pa

I got to thinkin' about Billy the Kid
and the peculiar line of work he did.
If I were Billy's older brother or pa,
I would say, "instead of bein' a bad outlaw",
why not get yerself an education,
a 401K and three weeks' vacation.

Ode to Billy Joel

God made Billy Joel
gave him clothes 
to dress my soul

I wear those clothes 
listening to music
My style my face
my picture of grace

From young to old
the picture is told
Decades were made 
that did not fade

Music that I will 
always remember
My soul music
my September

The words of music
always displayed 
the feeling of life
'The Piano Man's life'

'She's always a

- Be Brave Billy -

        Believe in yourself
        don’t dwell in the past
        Until things become clear
        Sail your ship
        let the stars be

Brother Billy

You are gone and I am okay.
In fact, I wanted it this way.
For you, life was a machete.
I always wished you to be free.

Leaving us for months, sometimes years,
made me often spill grieving tears
or scream aloud my sibling's plea.
I always wished you to be free.

I lived with a broken heart stain
and thought with an aching

Billy

You are a brother
And a son, special gifts
For you are known, shown

You are a child
And a man sang "Kumbaya"
"Come by here, O' Lord"

As if to forecast
His love to a family
You held together

In its time of need
Things amazing this poet
If you did know it

You a gift from God  
As only He could style
As He opens

Billy Butcherson

Once upon a Halloween night, 
Billy Butcherson came to life, 
A zombie with a tongue of tar, 
Brought back by three witches, so bizarre.

Hocus Pocus, the witches chanted, 
In the night, their schemes were implemented, 
But Billy, once a lover scorned, 
Now sought redemption, reborn.

Through the streets of Salem he roamed, 
Among the living, his

Lily And Billy Collab

Lilly And Billy

Street cat Billy's spongy scraggly and cool
So, so edgy-sik, he's a grunge-dusky jewel
House cat Lily purrs he's so fine
Billy scoffs just get in line
But he knows deep down he'll gladly play the fool   
                 

Robert Sherriff Exploring the Legend of Billy the Kid

Robert Sherriff, Australian Poet, Author, Singer, Actor, American Historian,
Photographer

Exploring the Legend of Billy the Kid

In the annals of the Wild West, one name that continues to captivate with its blend of notoriety and mythos is Billy the Kid. This enigmatic figure, often depicted as a ruthless killer, remains a subject of enduring fascination for historians

A Man Called Billy

There once was a man called Billy.
He said, "See the lovely Lily!"
She wasn't young,
But had a sweet tongue,
How could he say no to her silly.

Wee Willy Billy

My itty bitty brother Billy

Was sometimes funny sometimes silly

Tried to stand on his head 

But got racked up instead 

So now he has to ice his willy

Billy the Kid's Sister

"Born William Henry McCarty, Jr. AKA, Billy the Kid or El Chivito, (Billy Goat/Kid). He had a younger brother named Joseph, and they both had an older sister named Bridget McCarty. Not much is known about the family other than the widow Catherine raised her son Billy before dying of tuberculosis. Also, him and his

Back Passage Billy

I'd chosen you as my flunky -
Your hair - Neanderthal red,
You'd hurry towards my shrill calling,
De-cloth me and roll me to bed.

'Textured', you woo-ed, 'mild and creamy',
Said I'd never last long on the shelf,
I blushed, put out, yet warming within,
Soon began to value myself.

Brought you into my secrets - my tales -
My concerns for my

Hey, Billy You Walked Among the Blind

Hey, Billy you walked among the blind,
they had no reason to be kind;
hey, Billy you carried no single weight on your shoulders,
and saw no street beggar stretching his empty hands.

Was I the good-hearted man who gave all,
never thinking I would be appreciated,
and get a warm hug or a welcoming hello?
I didn't do it to raise

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