Long Biddies Poems

I don’t have a drinking problem
I drink til I get drunk
Then I stumble home
    Where I live all alone
        And I diddle my own junk.
I...

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SHE RAN AWAY WITH THE CIRCUS

                         The neighbor‘s daughter ran away
...

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Knowing you as I do,
you entered the room shyly.
Saying nothing, you took a seat
next to your sister.
Then your ear homed in on the speaker. 
You tried not to notice 
some of the ladies paying
way too...

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Charlie’s got an old bar outside of town.
It’s pretty seedy and plenty run down.
Characters who don’t lightly suffer fools
go there to drink whisky and to shoot pool.

Some huffy stuffy ladies from up-town
decided one day they’d...

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My open-ended lines can convey more than one idea. Verse 3, middle line, ends in “I am.” I am both okay (today) & puddles on pavement. 

whispering birds through wind and light rain
no drama of...

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Who is afraid of the “Big Bad Hen”?
“Not I!” exclaimed Sassafras, 
My bear cub chasing chihuazer,
Just before she got a little too close
To that loud squawkin’ quick peckin’
 “Big Bad Hen” –
Before she knew what...

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Enormous eggplants peppered her Easter hat.
They were a bit heavy, but purple and exact.
However did you find them, and what fun!
The old biddies said, when they saw her in the sun.

Why thank you, she said,...

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This poem was entered in Julia Ward's contest but I've decided not to write for her.

At the footbridge I pause for one last glance
at naysayers who never gave me a chance.

River rushes in a roar,...

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you gotta join in the struggle for the ill-gotten gains
of the movers and the shakers on the streets Wall and Main
we will take what we are due like the Sioux we'll count coup
on the heads...

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Peonies and cannas are blooming along my walk
While birds are tweeting messages to one another,
I suspect the small animals are taking care of young
A newborn spring fawn stays close to its mother.

I am certain the...

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A determined chicken collector and her obliging spouse
Reside in a small town, inside a quaint sort-of HEN house
High upon a mountain top covered with melting snow
Displays of ceramic chickens, last count was ninety or so

A...

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They talked about their great grandbaby as if she was a movie star.
I was sick of smiling at her pictures, and I could not walk very far.
They would chase me down the sidewalk to see...

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So I drove the van down a walking trail,
and slid into a ditch.
The Officers with voices hale
Began the walkers to regale
With "Oh, no, he won't go to jail!"

My van was tilt at such a pitch,
We...

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Nothing but puppies;
Swam with the guppies;
Hang out cause their buddies, 
When they get out of the pool yukky
Smelly are the fur biddies, 
And those floppies, kitties,putties, putty, puffy, bunnies, 
Eaten all the yuppy gummies, 
While...

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The rooster led his harem forth
into the garden for a party
There they would dine from mother earth
Aphids on roses, worms they ate harty

Queen Ann's lace was laced with caterpillars
And rolly pollies ate Day Lilies' leaves
Biddies...

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The foggy hollow reverberates
with rooster's echoes
Cackling hens sing a laying tune
Biddies for their true beau

Horizonal wispy white clouds
Lie upon the blue sky
Birds of the morn sing love's refrain
So in love you and I

The sun cast...

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