Love doesn't try to tie you down
held hostage, gagged and bound.
Restraints won't keep love close to your heart
chained by your side, never to part.
The harder you try to make love stay,
you'll only find you've pushed it away.
Love can't be tested like a child in class
There are no rules to making love last.
Loves' not cut and dry; it's not black or white
Love is not about being wrong or right.
Love is trust and faith and simply believing
that Love free to go is Love that's not leaving.
Categories:
cut and dry, inspirational love, love, poems,
Form: Rhyme
This time of the year again
She has gone shopping for gifts to give the young
she would not take me along, knows I would be grumpy
and sarcastic and impatient.
I sat on the plaza with a glass of Chianti, not because I like this wine but because it is the only Italian name I could think of,
A mist of people around me, a crescendo of voices
talking about about a topic they agreed upon, Noel
I unfold the paper “Stalemate in Gaza.”
It does not ring a bell for the consumers, in the thrall of the glittering street decoration, fake snow, and humbug
We have been invited to a restaurant so grand waiters
dress like diplomats, call out your name when entering
Our esteemed Senor Hansen from Sweden at table number 12. What! I am not Swedish but never mind
I will get revenge when asking for Alentejo Red Wine
When we come back to the Algarve, it can be cold
in January, a man will come from the upland with a truck
of firewood, ready cut and dry.
The only sound we will hear during the festivities are
are the bleating of the lamb
Categories:
cut and dry, birth, birthday, car, cat,
Form: Blitz
3/27/22
What's going on in the skies?
Sometimes
It all was just lies
People still trying to cut in the bus line
Attempting to sever all blood ties
Occurring behind the scenes or on the frontlines
So much love inside
Struggling, but trying to put the alcohol and drugs aside
If need be set the guns aside
Something died
Reached the other side
For a long time I suffered by
Not giving it all another try
Eventually discovered I
Could do it all otherwise
Now is the time, no need to wait until summertime
Still I must climb
Before and after the sun rise
It all continues on ceasing to subside
Unlike any other guy
If I want, I'll make the dust fly
Although it is not all cut and dry
Can't just always settle for being 'just fine'
In order to truly feel sublime
Knowledge and effort had to be applied
Instead of paying it all no mind
Letting it get brushed aside
Categories:
cut and dry, dark, deep, life, poetry,
Form: Rhyme
Hollywood could be their favorite kind of lumber
Puppets come from the pine forest cut and dry
In a mahogany box polished and refined
Labeled and shipped out to other countries
With big warnings not to smoke on the side
Puppets don't smoke
They are not alive
But smoking is bad
We understand
Under certain circumstances
The next best thing to being alive
Is a painted smile and beady eyes
Never ask questions of dead wood
It is obvious they can't answer
They are not just another log from the forest
Some stump stuffed in a box for something
Avoid whittling in front of puppets
Talking fire or smoke is impolite
Mentioning matches in mixed company
Is considered treason in some circles of trees
Puppets will never take bribes
They are not that kind
They are not people
Not prone to compromise
Inanimate objects can't talk
Maybe they don't want to
It could be your cheap perfume
Or that carving tool in your pocket
I refuse to say anything
About a puppet on a string
That would be mean
Categories:
cut and dry, identity, judgement, relationship, tree,
Form: Free verse
I believe in God
and in His word
I believe if used
wisely it's an effective
tool for
recalibrating
humanity
However, it is not
cut and dry
nor black or white
to me anyway
I evolved
with my insights
It is not
bound by hell
therefore it
cannot be
contained to only
heaven.
Once religion
is peeled away
we see the world
from a more spiritual place
we recognize
energy and God seed
and touched dreams
in all beings
Whether it be
a meal for those
who are hungry
or skyscraper
that employs
those for more giving
We adopt the
need to push ourselves
further or bend low
in order to help one another
Yes, I believe,
but it's a faith
without borders
If God is water
religion was the intended
tributary to get us all
to the river
so we could flow
forevermore
a part of one ocean.
and indivisible
Categories:
cut and dry, allah, god, moving on,
Form: Free verse
clear-cut
it never was
always fell
within a gray area
even now through
out this estrangement
nothing is cut-and-dry
wishy-washy indecision
fills the space between us
fills the distance between us
seemly over at time but
then out of the blue it's on again
then it's off again once again
a marry-go-round that never ends
Categories:
cut and dry,
Form: Lyric
I don't know what I want to write
But I will write about see if you call it
Do you believe you will see if you call it?
You bet
If you don't believe you will see
You won't see it
Sometimes a thing is just so hard to believe
And that is when you need God's help
God sometimes can intervene in our beliefs
He is not going to leave you - cut and dry
Only humans will do it - some humans
And sometimes human would sometimes do things
God would never do
But that is another subject
Would you do what God do?
No
Then there
Don't try to guess what God is going to do
You would mess up
Because you can never do what God wants to do
He do the unhuman thing - the unbelievable
Unacceptable, incredible
Only He would know
So what is our job?
To do what we think
When God wants you to do something
He will let you know
Otherwise it's a slow ride - easy ride
Comsi comsa
Easy come easy go
Whatchamacallit
What's that?
Don't know
But it will come to me
On the go again.....
Categories:
cut and dry, faith,
Form: Free verse
It’s black or white,
it’s wrong or right.
Look left, look right,
they both have a
valid answer. Who
am I to be the task
master? It ain’t cut
and dry, my oh my,
many answers “why”
Categories:
cut and dry, change, character, discrimination, identity,
Form: I do not know?
When all is said and done - my son
When all is done and said
There's nothing more to be done - my son
And nothing more to be said.
When all is cut and dried - my girl
When all is dried and cut
There's nothing more to be dried - my girl
And nothing more to be cut
When all is fair and square - my friend
When all is square and fair
There'to be is nothing more to be squared - my friend
And nothing more to be fair.
When we are dead and gone - at last
When we are gone and dead
Then everything will be gone - and past
And we will all be dead.
Yes we will all be dead - my friends
Dead as the nail in the door
Our work will all be done - my friends
And we wil strive no more.
And we will strive no more - my friends
To say and do and cut and dry
To worry our minds and search our hearts
To be fair and square and the reason why.
To find out the reason why - my friends
To fathom the reason why ????????
Categories:
cut and dry, funny
Form: Light Verse
My list used to be
Cut and dry
Whose on the left
Whose on the right
Straight down the middle
I draw my line
Should I keep the mark thick
Or make it fine?
My list used to be really long
Names of those who sung my song
But now it seems its down to a few
The others were cut
Even if they knew
What was so bad
What was so wrong
That they left me alone
When the nights were long.
If they call now
Will I speak?
I think NOT
For they are weak!
The few I still hear
The few I still think
Might be O.K.
Might be on the brink
I'll have to make a new list
To pin up.
Do I cross you off now
Or keep your name on my cup?
Do you even care
If you stay or go
If you get erased
Or watch the whole show?
I'm very sad
Because of a few of you I
Loved a lot, so it makes me cry
To see you go
To see you disappear.
It's better this way
Because you had fear!
And I made a promise
To myself a long time ago
That my Army be made
To trudge in the snow
And not just sit on the beach all day
Sunning themselves
The easy way.
Categories:
cut and dry, peopleme,
Form: Rhyme