Bunkers Bonkers
(we are our own archie enemy)
The nastiest fiction
has come to fruition
The cautionary tales
have tipped all the scales
The global minority
has declared their authority
The white man is God
and humanity is fraud
For Arthur
The world has gone bonkers these days
All the negative news has an impact on our lives
It's difficult to have a happy outlook
When we greet each other with “high fives”
There's always someone rocking the boat
Expecting to be handed stuff on a silver platter
That's not the way it works any more
We all need to exhibit some signs of grey matter
Well there still are a few of us left I trust
That gaze off into space trying not to drool
It's embarrassing at the very least
Inviting them for a dip in our swimming pool
The world has gone bonkers these days
All the negative news has an impact on our lives
Just smile and giggle and roll on the floor
Keep taking those dirty big breaths to survive
Off us two went, beneath the trees,
that crackled and snappled
in Autumn’s crisp breeze,
our wellies slish-sloshing through the pelting rain,
plip-plopping, plip-plopping
again and again.
The thunder it rumbled,
and the wind it blew
but on and on,
the adventurers, two,
rustled through leaves
till we came to a tree,
and the treasure it threw -
just for you, and for me.
Dark red-brown shiners
were there to be gathered,
the bigger the better -
that’s all that mattered!
We took them in armfuls,
filled carrier bags,
then we strung them on strings -
“Oh, what fun we had!”
Crashing and bashing,
we let the strings fly,
around our knuckles,
and up, to the sky!
Knocked them together,
till they spun around,
in a smackety wallop -
one fell to the ground!
One of the shiners
was all split into two,
twas tough on the outside,
but inside, all goo!
The champion, victorious,
announced that she won
and I was defeated, but still, it was fun!
Conkers, all bonkers,
Oh, what a game!
And when next year comes
we will do it, again.
Suzy Davies, 2017. Copyright. All Rights Reserved.
Bonkers you say
Why yes indeed i think i am
And i've got a certificate
signed off personally by the
Dean
Of Straight Jacket University
LaLa Land to prove it
Top of my class
A+ grade student
Mad as a hatter
Failed every test with honours
So who better qualified than i
to be elected President elect
And preside over a parliament
of tea party fairytale characters
And to provide me with the allusion
of appearing sane
And invoke an insanity plea defense
beautiful blue ball
it’s spin is the game we play~
we lost our marbles
***
(bonker- large marble)
God staged a Mount Sodom assault
On a wife whom once dared to halt*
Her husband said, "Whew!
What else could He do?
I'm hungry, so please pass the salt!"
* The hallmark of Western religions
is God and Lot's "Devil-may-care"
attitude toward a "nameless" wife's
concern for the welfare of her daughters!
I can't believe what I've conquered,
it's bonkers,
this rubbish silly mind of a plonker
is to be published in time like Willy Wonka.
I haven't been this high in oh so long,
when I was toking smoke and hacking bong,
and tapping info into Wonga in hope of a loan,
and when accepted seeking chronic on my phone.
Now I'm flying up so high,
beating off gravity to reach the sky,
I don't know if this height is wise,
after the peak there's a mighty slide,
that I'll glide down and lose my pride,
but once before I rode that ride,
straight to hell into Satans stride,
and in that fight old Satan died.
So I just went and took his throne,
resurrected him as a slave of my own,
for awhile the fires of hell were home,
the script transpired when the Phoenix had flown.
So the rise and fall is repeatable,
I survived it once I'm unbeatable,
with drive like mine I'll repeat it all,
I'll rise again each time I fall.
What I've achieved is unbelievable,
doubters doubt and can be cruel,
I'm all about bouts and out to duel,
and step small steps towards a miracle.
How can mankind be so evil,
milleniums of war killing people.
We've enough intelligence to be aware,
survival means we breed so we don't care.
Is there ever meant to be peace on Earth,
when life has been warring since the birth.
Accelerating evolution, propelling our progress,
yet with all these revolutions we fight no less.
After reproducing our natural instinct is murder,
it's the only thing we produce that's occured more.
We fight to win, we fall and reduce, we conquer,
we're dim fools, it's like, mankind is full on bonkers.
I carry around a Phillips head
To tighten up any loose screws
An empty bag I keep in my hand
To collect all the marbles I lose
The elevator that I am riding in
Doesn't stop at all the floors
Happy with insanity
Who out there could ask for more
The toys that are in my attic
When they come out to play
Take my hand as we skip through Bizarro land
On any given day
Card games are entertaining
But they are always over so fast
When what I'm holding in my hand
Is not quite a full deck
Being four quarters short of a dollar
I will never strike it rich
Nor live in the nicest of places
Having a load that's short a few bricks
So if you come a knocking
And find nobody at home
I'm out on the streets of crazy
But believe me I'm never alone
I'm afraid to comment on our extra warm winter
Afraid I might break the spell
This here's only between me and youse guys
From the roof tops I wanna yell
Hallelujah, gadzooks, feels like the tropics
Went out without a coat yesterday
Is this guy nuts? Has he gone totally bonkers?
Sure feels like a spring day in May
Dream on little fellow, you're delusional methinks
You're in for a brush with reality
Oh well I've heard those psychiatric institutions
Are nice with a air of tranquility
But sadly it eventually will come to an end
And I'll be all hunkered down inside
Turning the thermostat to “sizzling” again
A heat rash will redden my hide
Wrote this a year ago as we were experiencing one of the
mildest winter on record! This year... ugh!... back to normal!
Been dumped on a few times!
© Jack Ellison 2012