Long Galoshes Poems
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I have not penned a verse for a while because I had no tears left in my eyes, the earth’s crust had soaked it up shooting up roots from the ground and leading me to where destiny is bound. Everything seems to be getting in line as I held on to the courage that’s divine. The sun is shining in my face and the, and raindrops are running a new race. The mountain is standing aloof penetrating the wisdom of the gigantic roof. I can see the globe dancing around the throne and the daffodils scattering its fragrance all around and the water Lilly sitting on the edge of the pond sending a message to the iron man spreading out in the bed. I just wonder where I would have been if someone had not cover for my sins, the trees would be holding it limbs and the leaves would absorb its own grief. Now the air is clear and I’ve got so much to share, I am just waiting for the moment when the wind will take me to another town then my spirit will be at ease before the journey is complete. Night is falling, and the trees are still, the traffic is running about in the street, hooting and tooting as if they are conducting a drill. The cocks and hens are bellowing on the hill and toads jumping around in the grass with a symphony that’s stretching from abroad. The night owls with swift eyes are penetrating the passersby and they are looking up into the sky. What on earth is going in the town? Everyone is running around in new shoes galoshes and water boots, big umbrellas and groceries piled on top of their head. The rain is coming down and not one person on the street can be found destiny has weathered the storm and was air lifted out of the town. And so it was I got my life back on track and start wearing a brand new frock.
my heart was broken in the rain
while being pulled underwater
by overcast vibrations via
sky blue seduction
i carry a black umbrella
for personal therapy and
wear a multicolored raincoat
and galoshes in order to
intentionally fool myself into
believing that i am actually safe
thoughts of her are merciless
avalanches merging with boulders
of commonplace frigidity
i laugh to keep from crying
i cry to keep from dying
i die the avoid the goodbye-ing
as i take my last breath, the alarm goes off and i wake up sighing
....and alas, my blood again flows slowly like a constipated turtle....
Once upon a time
It just got cold and windy.
Now we have felt temperatures
Wind chills
Bombogenesis.
Snow days used to be fun.
NO SCHOOL…..YIPPEE!!!
We would ZOOM down the hills
On whatever would slide
Sleds, plastic “spinny” things,
Occasionally socks
Would replace wet mittens
Plastic bags would go over shoes
To allow easy entry to galoshes.
((Mom’s were magicians back then))
Snowballs were legal.
Snowmen were called….SNOWMEN.
Snow angels caused no controversy.
((Well, truth be told, I made a few snow devils))
((used one of the snowman’s arms for the horns))
For homework….
Tomato soup, Ritz crackers
A blanket and Howdy Doody.
((Damn, am I old))
John G. Lawless
©2/5/2023
One warm day in May
It started raining Orangutans
Which in itself would be deranged
If it wasn't so very strange
They puddled up in the street
Which made walking slippery
Don't go out without galoshes on
Stay inside and hide if you have monkey phobias
Cause they're coming down rather hard
In the trees and in the yards
You can hear a certain jungle beat
To Orangutan pitter patter under feet
If you have a boat to row
It might be good to set sail now
It just so happens one day in May
It started raining Orangutans
Which in itself would be deranged
If it wasn't so very strange
I had a love, but it flew like a bird
out of the cage but never heard.
I had a voice that spoke with tenderness,
rendered softly, but now I digress.
My charm was thick and melted like butter.
Now it's forming artery clutter.
I had ballooned lungs that clung to your air,
but your absence left a pulmonary tear.
My eyes, once wide, indulged your beauty,
but they can't relay what a heart can see.
I had a heart like a tender, ripe plum,
but it's been chewed like shoe-stuck gum.
Honey dripped from my playful mouth.
Now it's tasted onion, hard to brush out.
My belly would flutter with butterflies.
Now they've come out like powdered lies.
My ears were entranced with your melody.
They pranced like deer... into a tree.
I had pennies wasted on vain wishes.
Now they're poisoning the fishes.
My nose was enclosed with rose's scent,
but it blew with the breeze, a memory spent.
Secure were my arms in your sturdy care.
Now they're free, yet lonely, bare.
I had soft hands, interlocked with yours.
Now they hold open their own doors.
Silken were these legs you loved to caress.
I keep them neatly under my dress.
These eyebrows gave raise with praised arousal.
Now they're abased, full of sorrow.
I had a mile-wide smile like a child's for cake.
Now, I faintly make one, but it's a fake.
I had instincts, but I let them go
like a rambling tongue for ego's show.
I had a notion that this would end,
but remained devoted like an owing friend.
Deep were my regrets of yesterday's crime,
but they've been bleached like toilet grime.
I had cavernous wounds, dripping with blood,
with prints that followed like galoshes of mud.
I had a self, differently sorted,
once vibrantly alive, now aborted.
The grass is greener, I will have you know
On the other side of life, its true, I know
Sunny places will keep you smiling for days.
But my home of green is better by far!
Rain is something, I have befriended.
For what the rain creates, can never be ended!
Green hills of grass next to an ocean of blue.
Green hill of trees on mountains high.
As we travel through areas of natural beauty
Sometimes so stunning, I could simply cry.
Come rain or shine, I'll keep my smile.
Living where I do, is living for sure!
Wearing a raincoat, popping on galoshes,
Bouncing in the puddles, oh what glee.
Truly my happy place, loves the child in me.
I cannot experience this beauty alone
So come on friends, Come and stay,
Share our beautiful spot in the world of green today!
I see green again
it's finally Spring
tiny, green buds
sweet as can be
that fresh smell
raindrops falling
on my garden . . .
Enchanted April
it's raining Spring
birds chirping
flowers blooming
bees buzzing
butterflies drifting
a blissful April . . .
Smell the air
open the window
get outside
take a walk
with galoshes . . .
April showers
brings sun kissed May
puddle jumping . . .
Jewel toned gems
regal roses
magical tulips
emerald trees . . .
Goodbye winter
glorious April
so breathtaking
I welcome you . . .
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March 29, 2016
Poetry/Anacreontic Verse/Oh Happy Spring
Copyright Protected, ID 16-772-849-0
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
For the contest, Anacreontic Verse 3,
sponsor, Edward Ebbs
Third Place
As the present year slides slowly into slumber
I shall strive, next year, to things somewhat less dumber
Than wearing my galoshes in the summer
I shall, in fact, walk barefoot on the beach
And leave my sandals so far out of reach
The seagulls I’ll impress with my loud screech
And when the bumbling bees accost the rose
I’ll spray them with the still unraveled hose
Protecting her for she’s the one I chose
Remembering the mills will surely close
I shall no longer wear “carbon based” clothes
And when arrested claim eleven toes
I shall take a vow of silence dawn to dusk
And clothe myself in eco-friendly husk
And hope the crows don’t land upon my tusk
I shall recycle all the cardboard left behind
By mobs who’d have us all think as one mind
For the man who owns the dog knows which is blind
And I shall write of joyous things, nothing off key
In the hope that happy thoughts will set me free
Unless the door is locked when I must pee
Oh, blessed Spring I have been waiting for you it seems forever,
Let me throw off this winter coat and put on my raincoat and galoshes;
I love your blue skies and even rain showers that clean the earth,
Delightful spring flowers are sprouting, the violets and tulips are lovely;
Everything is awakening, baby birds are chirping and baby squirrels
scampering.
Oh, beautiful Summer, I have planted seeds in my rainbow garden,
I have my sandals, sundresses in pretty colors and picnic basket ready;
On forest hikes I will go, to the breezy beach and leisurely walks in the park,
When days are sun-drenched hot, I will find a shade tree to rest and ponder;
I love even your thunderstorms and showers that make the earth flourish and
grow.
Oh, Autumn I adore your changing foliage, the falling leaves and coolness,
A crackling fireplace on a breezy fall evening, dreams of pumpkin pie;
Halloween and all the kids, Thanksgiving turkey with stuffing and apple cider,
After, we will rake the multi-colored leaves, crisp and tattered, the smell;
Everything is turning, changing, soon animals and me will be hibernating in warmth.
Oh, Winter my beloved, I love you the most of all, we are linked in spirit,
I was born in a snowstorm, it was bitter cold, the day pure white with snow;
Your brisk cold breath is so frosty, your delicate lacy snowflakes are a delight,
Christmas trees and Christmas Day, snowmen and gingerbread men cheerful;
Yes, I know you have a temper and can get quite gusty and nippy, and
ice-kissed.
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April 4, 2016
Poetry/Verse/Seasons
Copyright Protected, ID 16-1227-656-0
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
Submitted to Strand Select Y
sponsor, Brian
Third Place
You may not know it by looking at me
But I live life on the edge
At any given moment on any given day
I laugh in the face of death
Why, just the other night I didn't brush my teeth
Before I went to bed
That may shock you beyond all belief
But that's just the reckless man that I am
And if that isn't crazy enough
I remember not so long ago
Going outside in the pouring rain
Without my galoshes on
Can life be lived any more daring
I know your dying to ask
When you live life on the edge like I do
That my friend is a simple known fact
So don't say I didn't warn you
That I live a wild and crazy life
It may put your head into a spin
But that's just how it is that I ride
When I'm feeling extra spunky I refuse to use blinkers
And use hand signals instead
That's how it is in the business
Of riding in the fast lane with death
Your probably thinking with all of this madness
How can one man even survive
I guess I need to clarify I'm very careful
With a lot of things in my life
I do wear my cars safety belt
I've read up on all of the facts
Speed kills even at the top end of twenty
Which I do to save on my gas
And anti-bacterial lotion
I don't do one squirt but two
Don't let that change your opinion of me
Being Mr. Daring to you
Cause one thing that I always do
And I know your going to say "NO WAY!"
I sometimes ride the city bus
Without having the correct change...