On that glorious evening, don't sleep subtly.
Utterly, prime-age ought to portray a furious fire.
Rage for the waning daylight with ferocity.
Even if bold people realize the terrible dire.
Their tirades were drab due to a lack of bloom.
Utterly, prime-age ought to portray a furious fire.
An ultimate wave passed, awed by its gloom.
Their lamest act could be green bay dancing.
Their tirades were drab due to a lack of bloom.
Feral people sang to the sun while swooping.
Some claim they're bawling on the path too late.
Their lamest act could be green bay dancing.
Those on the verge of death due to a disease.
Eager eyes can shine as meteors even when blind.
Some claim they're bawling on the path too late.
And you: my dad, upon the bleak hillside.
On that glorious evening, don't sleep subtly.
Eyes can shine as meteors even when blind.
Rage for the waning daylight with ferocity.
Written: October 20, 2021
Categories:
lamest, analogy, appreciation, confusion, death,
Form: Terzanelle
Proud to be an American
I live free, in mind and in speech.
Though the horrendous move is on!
The PC police endlessly march, preach and screech.
To forever quiet any Patriot down!
With false accusations that run,as a huge dam overflowing,
Hoping each Patriot is drowning.
Fear has no room in the land of the free.
Where good people receive less honor than a tree!
Playing a victim is a game played, ever so hopelessly.
To gain both honor and fame?
My oh my, it's a sad, losing, lamest of games.
We are not changing our history,
Nor textbooks....the truth is clear.
Those morons who want the Columbus statue replaced
by Chef-Boy-Ardee?
Sorry, but you need a big kick in the rear.with the loudest of cheers.
July 4, 2020
8pm PST
Categories:
lamest, america, history, humor,
Form: Free verse
Through darkened bar windows
Two meet without sight
Two ashamed to want
Two afraid to need
Two alone together
Changing words to hide
the face buried deep inside
A smile for the lamest joke
faintest fingertip touch
send shivers from neck to wrist
and moistened lips
beg the highest risk
Categories:
lamest, poetry,
Form: Free verse
So many stars out there dreaming
To someday make it famous
Then I hear them "give it all"
But they all just sound the lamest
Acting oh so flawless
See their names in burned out lights
Making something out of nothing
Here I'll show you how to write
Change the chemistry with word play
Need a thesaurus and dictionary
Couldn't even spell it out for you
In a game of pictonary
Their rhymes schemes have no substance
Or written shadily by plagiarizing people
Using other artists material
Where their own talent lies so feeble
See their nervous twitches
Shifty eyes
Spit at me, step closer
I'll leave your tongue circumsized
Surprised?
I'm better than you thought?
Now take your ass on
Your name I've already forgot!
Categories:
lamest, character, dream, growing up,
Form: Rhyme
Because of what society has said
For the reason that there is no because
In light of what once was problematic
The fairness tragic. The drunkard sober.
The numberless inmate dares to say, "free".
A diseased harlot weakness fails to see
One careless mistake is done purposeful
Love nervousness makes vertically challenged
Words inside of meanings inside of words
Pain felt without the ouch that screamed out.
Balanced envy towards choiceless goal setting
And the dizziness that balance becomes
For staying out of trouble in trouble
And believing that prison respects that
A step back from what Kharma creates for
Then to observe why you reap what you sew
Famous infamy. Famous heartlessness.
Blameless bigotry. Blame that's targetless.
Speechless verbatim that speaks out of tune
The wackest reason brings the deepest truth...
Categories:
lamest, feelings,
Form: Free verse
Dance with me
In the rain
Feel the raindrops falling on
your face.
Trace my lips before we kiss
Let our bare feet touch the
earthly floor
Sing in my ear our song that
only us know
Dance with me
Tell me your most lamest
secrets and i will tell you mine
Let's laugh until we can't
breathe.
Love me unconditionally
Let this night last forever
You may be the worst dancer,
But trust me i will enjoy myself
either maybe i can teach you a
dance move or two
And we whisper our love for
each other.
Categories:
lamest, loveme, me,
Form: I do not know?
2:00 AM
One last drink
A glass half filled with ice
Golden liquid with the bite of a dragon
That glass has destroyed a million dreams
It has made even the lamest idea sound like genius
It has made even the nicest man curse
I was warned about starting a drink at 2:00 AM
It is always the strongest of the night
You may never know what you did
You may end up in bed with what’s her name
You may just end up in jail for the night
There is one thing that every man has taught me
One piece of wisdom that has saved the planet
If you are in a crowded bar look carefully at the clock
Study the hands and where they are
Beware the hour of two
Order your last drink before the cock crows twice
You may survive the night
You may not remember what happened
You may still end up in jail
But just remember what I say
Nothing good ever happens after 2:00 AM
Categories:
lamest, philosophy, drink, may,
Form: Free verse