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5/19/17
Things considered occult
Near and far from kids, teens and adults
Working with mulch
Above a gulch
Had to turn into the Hulk
And catapult
Toward successful results
Then howl at the moon like a wolf
While in and out of gulfs
No good in being in poor form
Or disordered
Got to keep pushing forward
Above and below floorboards
Considered that there will always be more storms
Whether or not it is cold or warm
I just can't spend time in forlorn
Got to take care of business, night or morn
Ready to fight for what I believe is right, with the skills of a warlord
Regardless of if it is what I was born for
Close and beyond traces of lanthanum
I'm coming through with an effective stratagem
Show you something truly masculine
Going full throttle pushing to the maximum
Among pathogens
And antigens
As well as vehicles with headlights that are halogen
When I see an animal or human struggling, I'll lend a hand and not abandon them
By: Dalton Ogletree
11/11/16
"Water"
On land and in the water
Ores such as copper
The M.V. P. of the entire roster
Back in the day they use to call me Harry Potter
Show me a lady that can cook like Betty Crocker
I'll appreciate every meal especially the peach Cobbler
Showing her respect and honor
And treating her proper
My mind continuing to wander
What opportunity lies over yonder?
Something I could find out or just continue to ponder
No it's not ever cool to be a bank robber
Or suicide bomber
Of every rhyme I post, I am the author
In school was only a mediocre scholar
Objects assembled with screws and washers
Certains days shorter or longer
Depending on the season the weather getting colder or hotter
Nearby in these waters exists otters
Where people fish in fresh and saltwater
For many things, like trout, crab ,salmon and lobster
Trees grown from seeds, with much more than hard work and a water dropper
No good in remaining to be somber
Got to prosper
By showing and proving what I got to offer
I love playing sports, even soccer
I'm a fan of any well made lager
And I've always had an interest in owning a dog that is a boxer
Fascinations in all species not just nightcrawlers
Never was the biggest talker
Just trying to become wiser and stronger
One day I just may own a chair that is a rocker
By: Dalton Ogletree
4/1/17
Flowers blooming
Spaced out or in a tight-knit grouping
All around things looming
In space objects still or moving and zooming
Birds pluming
And other animals grooming
Downloads queueing
Electronics in need of a rebooting
Or powering off, to enable cooling
Below, on and above the roofing
Toxins spewing
And other particulates polluting
Some of which are made for fueling
All weeds were removed by uprooting
Trees and bushes getting a pruning
Especially any areas that are drooping
There's just no excusing
You'd better stop snooping
And assuming
As well as tooting your horn
Or ridiculing the poor
What the hell are you fooling for
When deep down, you know you could be doing more
Ocean life caught by fishing poles, harpooning
Or cage using
Die hard fans rooting
Or booing
Times of booming
And continual losing
Certain insects and people cocooning
Humans continually feuding
Suing
And fuming
As if there is something they want to be proving
Major scale jobs, including
A lot of or very specific tooling
Drugs and alcohol others may be using
And possibly abusing
In the right conditions, water pooling
Near and far from any rocks protruding
Live a life of your choosing
Continue pursuing
Knowledge, and ways of improving
With or without musing
By: Dalton Ogletree
10/7/16
I've done
Seen them fold and flop
Will it ever get old or stop?
Regardless of if it's cold or hot
Many talked and told a lot
And the sight of their own goals were lost
When push comes to shove
Blood runs
Thicker than anything below and above
Gavels being swung
By a judge
Not all cases had to do with murder or drugs
Near and far away from the sticks and shrubs
As well as any mud
Underneath the moon and sun
Battles have been lost and won
Regardless of if it was serious or for fun
New series and movies being recorded, no re-runs
Or reason to waste time and play dumb
Never was it the same for anyone
At times the weather and people's outlooks were glum
No matter what they had been through or where they were from
Information out one ear and the other, or soaked up like a sponge
Had to be humble, respectful, learn and overcome
The same may not be said for some
The boulder on the shoulder had been heavier than a ton
But I never gave up or budged
Always continued on and trudged
Throughout and beyond the sludge
No good in fiddling your thumbs
And moving at the rate of a slug
The same could be said for always sweeping things under the rug
Far too many took a plunge
And made no attempt to lunge
Not to mention some still held a grudge
Had to sit back, disconnect and unplug
When I needed to think instead of being bugged
Poured from the jug
And sipped out of a mug
In various areas I dug
Similar and different items being lugged
By: Dalton Ogletree
Anticipation
By Franklin Price
04/06/2022
I am in anticipation
Of a visit I have planned
To see the first Great grandchild
Those who've been there understand
He was born in February
One day after Valentine
His given name begins with “D”
To carry on the Perry line
His father's name is Dalton
Grandfather's name is Darren
His great grandfather's Danny
How do you think I 'm farin'?
What is his name?, you're thinking.
In case you're wondering, it's Dean
I have watched him on the portal
Many pictures I have seen
I'll be seeing him in person
After shots, at eight weeks old
Don't think he will be walking yet
That's the story I've been told
He'll be ready for some sit-ups
Has been saving them for me
His mother did them at that age
I'll just have to wait and see
I'll be there on Barbara's birthday
She can see him through my eyes
She's been watching him from heaven
Sending love, that's no surprise.
6/20/16
I don't know about you but
I made a few bucks
And continued to do much
New stuff
When I finally grew up
Through what
Was a long journey, with one hundred and seventy two ruts
In all honesty, not all speak the truth enough
And it is sad that so many kids have no access to a toothbrush
As well as an education or school bus
I pray one day the words I chose enliven and enlighten
On any island and side of the horizon
So that senses will be heightened
And futures can be brightened
More than the luster of the world's finest diamonds
During Winter, Spring, Summer and Autumn
Often
Had my fair share of problems
Some of which could've left me in a coffin
Which is why I used my noggin
Failure was just not an option
By: Dalton Ogletree
7/11/15
I continue to keep growing
During every season as it continues to keep snowing
I move forward and keep going
As the winds keep blowing
I remember to keep noting
Before the door keeps closing
what good comes from when you keep loathing
And when (if) you keep loafing
Don't be surprised if you keep seeing death approaching
If you only contine to keep slowing
When you know better and should keep rowing
Regardless of if the stars in the sky keep glowing
No reason for me to keep gloating
Or be the one to keep hoping
As I continue to keep coasting
With an excessive amount of raps that I continued to keep posting
There was a screen that always wanted to keep loading
But I payed it no mind as the molecules in the air continued to keep floating
Others wanted to keep voting
And some just cared to keep roaming
By: Dalton Ogletree
8/15/16
What you wanted you got close to
But that just won't do
Not going to cut it
If it's something you truly covet
No time to worry about any what if
Try again to be triumphant
One little mistake
And you can go from first to sixth place
Don't underestimate
And hesitate
Keep your head on straight
I'll let it sink in so that it can resonate
While constant particles emanate
Some insects, spiders, scorpions, and snakes can envenomate
Near and far from memorial placards
Wisely and carefully maneuver around any navigational hazards
Keep on looking forward instead of backwards
Above, below and inside of caverns
By: Dalton Ogletree
He walked into the dusty saloon,
maybe an hour after high noon,
his face still smooth with the touch of youth,
eyes dead-set on seeking out the truth.
He saw him there, two men at his side,
looking just like his mother described,
the scar, gold tooth...the cold countenance,
Silas knew that he had found his man.
He strode up and said, “You’re Dalton Wise,
you killed my father, so now you’ll die.”
Dalton and the two men looked amused,
said Dalton, “Who’s gonna’ do it, boy? You?”
They laughed again, and young Silas seethed,
said, “For his death, you will answer to me.
You took Joe Hamlin from my mother,
and brought no small deal of pain to her.”
The name caught Daltons attention quick,
“You claim your pa was that weak-willed twit?
Oh kid, your mother has told you tales,
that fool Hamlin did nothing but fail.
“Joe was a coward, a sniveling fool
tuck and ran when we treated him cruel,
a pasty lunger, barely could breath,
much less attract a woman to breed.
“There was a woman, Lauri, I think,
who screamed that we did terrible things,
she pitied the fool, got in the way,
girls shouldn’t trifle with men at play.
“I told her as much, but she kept on,
blathering how we treated him wrong,
one day while smacking that fool’s face in
she dared to stand between me and him.
“With hands on hips, she flustered and fumed,
‘Stop bullying him!’ he small voice boomed,
thinking we wouldn’t lay a finger
on a woman, that’s why she lingered.
“I slapped that yapping to the ground,
took aim and shot that fool Hamlin down,
dragged her to a barn when it was done,
I took my time…had a lot of fun.”
He leered and the other men both laughed,
said Dalton, “What you think about that?”
Silas felt his rage slowly turn cold
as more of this cruel story was told.
“Hamlin couldn’t be your pa,”he said,
“’cause when I took young Lauri, she bled.
Just looking at you, it becomes clear,
Joe weren’t your pa, he’s sitting right here!”
He thumped his chest, just to emphasize,
supreme confidence blazed in his eyes.
“So wipe that bravado off your mug,
we both know that you won’t kill your blood.”
He smirked at the two friends at his side,
not a one showed real fear in their eyes,
said Silas, “If there’s truth in your words,
then I’ll have to get revenge for her.”
CONCLUDES IN PART II.
4/1/17
Go ahead and press your luck
There was and always will be more stuff
Happening after or before us
And for now, this is just a warm-up
As lightning during another storm struck
A sycamore trunk
Then burned and roared toward brush
Before it was put out by a fire crew that arrived in four trucks
Some have or haven't gone to war once
Still I've got to learn much, being poor is tough
But I'm still after ores across any shores and bluffs
Inside a shack, there was improperly stored junk
Tools neglected, and worn with rust
All on the floor dust
None of the drawers shut
And the door is stuck
Far away in a field all that remained was boar guts
Nearby there was a tourbus
Stopping temporarily for lunch
By: Dalton Ogletree