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Gerald Poems - Poems about Gerald

My Friends - To Jan and Gerald

As another long year comes to an end,
I'm glad to have known you for all these years.
I'm proud to be able to call you friends.
You are the true meaning of the word peers.

Though I may be much younger than you guys,
You quite often invite me as a friend.
It's because of this, and by no surprise
That,

Categories: gerald, writing,
Form: Rhyme

Gerald

A woman in scrubs came to the waiting room.
She was wearing a pony tail and tennis shoes.
“GERALD!” she yelled loudly.
No one got up.

An older lady with pink hair and a floppy hat looked at me.
She shrugged.
I smiled, but she could not see it because of the mask.
There is a minute of silence.

Another nurse came out

Categories: gerald, age,
Form: Narrative

Whats Right About Us I Already Know Whats Wrong

YOUR FRIENDS WILL STAND IN YOUR FACE
SAY THE THINGS THAT YOU WANT THEM TO SAY
BUILD YOUR EGO TO THE MOON
THEN LET YOU THINK ALL OF IT IS TRUST
BUT IF YOU KNEW
I MEAN IF YOU KNEW WHAT WAS GOING ON
YOU'D STAND ALONE
BE BY YOURSELF AND TRY TO WALK REAL TALL
FOUND OUT
SHE COULDN'T WHAT HE NEEDED HER

Categories: gerald, break up, celebration, celebrity,
Form: Ballade

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

Gerald

Gerald was such an ordinary man
He went to work and was a music fan
But what he really liked the best
Was hot chips butties better than the rest

So at the end of each day 
He went to the shop for his hot chips right away
At home he made his sandwich so quick
Scoffing it straight away to

Categories: gerald, fun,
Form: Ballad

Gerald

He proclaims he is in misery
      Broken hearten he is
He is so lonely that he could stay
      In the woods for days
Depressed in his thoughts
      He sits all alone, with his folded hands around his legs
"i'm in search of love"

Categories: gerald, depression,
Form: Blank verse

The Great Gerald

Behold the great Gerald.

I am an explorer extraordinaire.  I uncovered the truth of hauntings and Loch Ness.
I put the U.F.Os to rest.  I discovered ruins beneath the sea,  there is nothing that can
hide from me.

...Except jobs.

The one elusive job.  It is an old wives tale, this job.  No one has

Categories: gerald, satire
Form: I do not know?