Charles Bronson, star of "Death Wish,"
Served punks icy-cold revenge dish.
On body counts, he raised the ante.
America's screen one-man vigilante
Categories:
bronson, celebrity, people, tribute,
Form: Clerihew
August spider webs become thick as February snow wisps
Accumulating on our window sills
If each of us
All eight billion
Could stand in line in gardens and beside the sea
And wait our turn
To blast far up in outer space
And spend two minutes
Gazing down to our primate planet Earth
Through a little window
Perfectly fit to the size of all our faces
I think
The wonder
Of smallness and largeness and its great indifference
Could make it so that no human being
Would dare think of themselves as alone
Or desperate
Or insignificant
Ever again
We’d all believe
And killing would end.
Categories:
bronson, earth, god, inspirational, perspective,
Form: Free verse
A-uthor's
M-essage
O-n
S-cribe's
B-irthday
R-ightfully
O-ffers
N-oble
S-weetness
O-f
N-ame
A-s
L-itterateur
C-omposes
O-ne
T-imely
T-itle
Topic: Birthday of Poet Amos Bronson Alcott (November 29)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
Categories:
bronson, birthday, poets,
Form: Acrostic
THE CLEANER . . .
When I was younger, I just wanted to be a cleaner
After watching all the espionage films, I did gleaner
But, saying this all they did, was hand me a brush
Thinking to myself, you have got it all wrong mush
I swept the floors, thought this isn’t getting me far
When I said cleaner, I meant cleaner & not the char
I grew to regret my remarks, as more brooms I got
Until one day I thought, I’ve just had my flipping lot
Did 007 or Charles Bronson - start at the same level
If so, did they have the pleasure of a auto dust devil
Sucking in all the bad guys into their strong vacuums
While alas I’m still stood here holding all the brooms
So I thought just maybe, there is not a real difference
Just a different way in the art - of the hit deliverance
Sweeping away the cob webs, as if they are bad guys
As each bit of dust hit the dust, one of bad guys dies
Power of thought, is quite amazing, all said and done
But hiding in the bushes, sounds a little bit, more fun
Indiana Shaw . . . : )
Categories:
bronson, daffodils, flower,
Form: Couplet
Jolly Old St. Nicholas, grey hair, baldy man
A jingle with a twisted cane, see me if you can
Silver long haired beard, red nose, rosy golden cheeks
Giddy-up old St. Nicholas, won't you hurry please!
When the clock strikes twelve pm, on a darkest night
Driving the lonely streets, please turn on your lights.
My big house is decorated, wreaths and ornaments too,
May your blessings come your way, all your dreams come true
Bronson wants a pair of shoes, Brandy wants a shirt
As for me, you know what I want, hope he's not a flirt.
Jolly old St. Nicholas, send me a nice young man
I don't want to be no fool, just to hold someone's hand.
Categories:
bronson, christmas,
Form: Rhyme
MILITARY NAMES
Names are chosen to suggest aggression;
Anything smacking of peace is for suppression.
Soviet subs are Typhoons not Seabreezes.
The USAF flies Eagles, not Robins
And it’s a Tomcat, not a Tabby cat,
Real men fly a Hornet not a Butterfly.
The British prefer Harrier to Supporter.
Native American names can include
The Tomahawk but not the Prayer Bead,
And the Apache but not the Micmac.
No doubt a new aircraft carrier
Could be called the Charles Bronson
But not called the Oscar Wilde.
Categories:
bronson, humor, introspection,
Form: Prose Poetry
internet questionnaires say that some women find moustaches to be
signs of maturity, or perhaps a sign of an aggressive male who will
take charge,
even further, some go on to say that moustaches are a sign of
individuality,
because it takes a unique individual to walk around with a rat on his
face.
others state that moustaches are creepy,
and that those like the one john waters wears
signify child molesters or at best,
men that would be looking for old panties in your
basement.
despite it all,
from bronson, gandhi, selleck, nietzsche, dali & einstein,
to mercury, king, cohen, lee, and the likes of will ferrell as
the infamous “ron burgundy,”
it
seems
the
stache
is
here
to
stay.
Categories:
bronson, life,
Form: Free verse