Ladies and Gentlemen, his time came much sooner
Then we could have imagined, now mourning this crooner
On the verge of this pinnacle, about to be on top
I speak of the memorial of one Reginald Belford Scott
Just a statement to the world with this cover
Simply to let us all know they need time to mourn for their brother
All colors, no colors, none segregated
Black placard venerated
From the opening bells tolling, decibels reverberated
To the ending with a rock n roll sermon elevated
A power punch with this Nineteen Eighties driller
Now the second bestselling album to Michael Jackson’s “Thriller”
Yes, it’s plain with an embossed band’s logo
It’s a value (not a hue) as far as artists go
It leaves much to our imaginations
I think that’s on purpose, to allow ruminations
So, here’s some peace for all those who lack
Wait for the headlines, we will be “Back in Black”
Categories:
driller, color, music,
Form: Couplet
The writer learns early-on
the dry process of wet ink…
as the Driller knows his wells,
the years of emptiness,
and worthless deeds --
nothing good comes
without great effort
for example, take God,
all the time and grace
that has gone into His
Man….
Categories:
driller, creation, inspirational, literature, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Call it yours, Call it mine,
The tale we wrote was glorifying.
I was a driller ,
Your eyes were the mine.
'Excavated until I could see through them,
The mesmerizing light was the love with shine .
Light wet eyes with high hopes charm,
The cold beat I got when it met mine.
The skipped beat and the heartily terror,
Brought a smile not of fear.
Our eyes were talking mouth hardly said a word,
'Cause it was enough for the bashful us.
Beats were fast I could not resist,
I had them on the first place when you saw me.
But kept them aside so no one will know ,
Stopped saying 'cause no word could rhyme.
The moment was over but I loved the past,
Past was the journal and I could not stop encoding your thought .
All I had was this tale as mine,
And now I stopped cause no word could rhyme.
Categories:
driller, 10th grade, beautiful, beauty,
Form: Rhyme
Lindsey, Lindsey, Lady Spy
Are you ready for the next thriller?
Can you pin down this horse fly?
Lindsey, Lindsey, princess chiller
Found no clues, no motives,no reason why
Lindsey, Lindsey, community pillar
But you're the reason that we die,
Lindsey, Lindsey, perp driller
Have you been sleeping with a killer?
Categories:
driller, murder, mystery,
Form: Rhyme
I have been busy today,
digging in the yard,
looking for oil, I say.
Deeper, and deeper,
one mile, and counting,
wow, my head is ponding.
Everyone must do their part,
so here I am,
getting an early start.
I wonder how far,
this driller can go,
fifty bucks an hour,
I wish this thing
would blow.
My neighbors are looking,
oh, here they come,
nosey, nosey,
did you say, I'm dumb?
I feel silly tonight....
Categories:
driller, adventure, business, fantasy, hope,
Form: Narrative