Day dawns, noon deepens to eve merging in night to decay.
Cries of domestic chores, squabble of city life to arise
Nasty noises of vexing vehicles running always hasty.
Creaking of wheels, blowing horns turns law-breaking.
Kids play, make noise, shout on joy which each parent needs.
Run on days to cope with busy noisy life but have fun.
Loud you are, bold to shout as life will sound.
' Crowd yells’: Either avoid or be a part being smart and proud.
Arrogance sounds good on shouting day of nuisance.
Fight in marital clash on noisy day gets cooled on calm night.
Observe days full of noises to meet silent night with love.
Sounds of day ceaseless run knowing absolute no specific bound.
Amplitude of loud sound at last to fade out reaching street of solitude.
NOISY
Sounds of the day ceaseless go,
know no specific bounds,
Cries of domestic chores, squabble of city life to arise
Nasty noises of vexing vehicles running always hasty.
Creaking of wheels, blowing horns turns law-breaking.
Sounds of the day ceaseless go,
know no specific bounds.
‘Crowd yells’: Either avoid or be a part
being smart and proud.
Sounds of the day ceaseless go,
know no specific bounds
Arrogance sounds good
on shouting day of nuisance.
Run on days to cope with busy noisy life,
but have fun.
Sounds of the day ceaseless go,
know no specific bounds.
Loud you are, bold to shout as life will sound.
Fight in marital clash on noisy day
gets cooled on calm night.
Sounds of the day ceaseless go,
know no specific bounds
Observe days full of noises
to meet silent night with love.
05/13/21
Fill the car up, get us some burgers and coke.
Call my Antifa connection for the latest dope!
Bring a bottle of bricks, my hammer and workman's gloves.
Goggles, helmet and wait for an officer to shove.
I'm really out to bring down this nation!
I am here to be the newest Communist sensation!
Law breaking today is de riegur!
I have no time for any American laws, you hear?
Now don't go saying that millions died for me.
I got that new American dream, called "Free,Free,Free."
Let's hop in the car, turn on Throwback Jamz.
Don't forget the malt liquor, ice cold..in tall cans.
I don't want a job, have you lost your mind?
Got my free phone, just want brand new rags~any kind!
Listen up, kids, you each got a big old sack.
That's right, grab anything throw it in your sack!
Such fun, eh, to ruin all that we see?
Now bring the loot to the car, ruining country and family!
June 2, 2020
8pm PST
Poem 1215 * Previous counts off by 100..corrections later. Sorry.
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American dystopia,where law breaking is fine.
San Freaksisco, USA, civil living disappeared in no time.
Streets filled with thieves and have become public latrines.
Owners of small businesses are regularly and joyfully bitten!
.
Perfectly OK, by our governor with madness, encouraged.
You can move here and steal, though by sane people, vehemently discouraged.
.
Some have elected crackpots, having profound disrespect for law and order.
They need to move without haste, south of the border!
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My heart weeps for the beauty and civility that California has indeed lost.
Our law abiding citizens hopes and dreams disappeared in a political holocaust!
January 7, 2020
Sounds of the Day sound loud
Sounds of the day ceaseless go, know no specific bounds,
Since day dawns, noon deepens, merges to night to convince.
Chattering -chirping of birds, cries of domestic chores scattering,
Nasty noises of vexing vehicles go continuous hasty.
Cracking sound of wheels, blowing horns turn law-breaking.
Crowd yells, either avoid or be a part being proud.
Arrogance sounds good on shouting day of nuisance.
Run on days to cope with busy noisy life, but have fun.
Loud you are, bold to shout as life will sound.
Fight of marital clash on noisy day get cancelled on calm night.
Observe days full of noises to meet silent night with love.
06/19/16
In each line first word rhymes with last word.
Early Summer Premier Contest by Brian Strand
I thee take thy smoke in hand...
Taste buds blossom blumes fumigated by blandness for all this madness.
Hence forth with my aching pains...
Gives me none no new world gains.
Happenchance gasp's that choke my pipe's airid winds...
Again'st Gods laws of healthy body's house that goes on to detour all us
mouse's law breaking sins.