Long Minivan Poems

Walk see the mad woman a come
Walk a come she just a come
Listen to how she talk she is not one of us
She sound like an aristocrat and a sensational bureaucrat
The idlers screamed from the...

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Baby birds tweet as their long skinny necks stretch towards blind faith. Somewhat frantically; newly born; next to dead; fragile existence; protected with life. Regurgitation from the same embodied mouth that an egg came from....

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I heard that you are coming, and I am ready for the meeting
I heard that you are coming, and here I am anxiously waiting 
The last time I heard that you were coming
My heart leaps...

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But breakfast’s subject beckons: 
the booster affair effect in Tumblr-
land? The digital map surveillance
co-sponsor the soccer mom sauce
minivan project, relay & speech 
to cell battery fiasco. Batteries 
have lives too, reads the cloud script.
FML maxims...

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When I was young we had a station wagon and we never gave our parents flak
when, before safety regulations came along, they let us ride in the way back.

On any trip, when it came to...

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*Image of Paul Simon SNL by Giphy.

Simple Simon

Simple Simon the blessed pieman,
Woke up fresh as the day began,
Busy cooking, his wife named Anne,
Made his breakfast in a saucepan,

Enjoyed eating his plate of flan,
Simple Simon the...

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The College Caravan

Last night we loaded the minivan with her
suitcases, Rubbermaid vats, and chest of plastic drawers
stuffed with clothing, toiletries, school supplies, and posters.
While our vehicle is tightly packed, her room stands hollow;
drained of stuff...

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I remember
The golden locket that sat around my mother’s neck.
My worn, black converse that carried me everywhere.
The scratched up table that had withstood the test of time, from food stains to little boys’ drawings.
I remember
My...

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[To the tune of Superstar from the musical Jesus Christ, Superstar]

All you drivers, listen up! You need a new plan.
Driving down the highway, you gotta use both hands.
Tweeting on your iPhone in your minivan.
Gotta lose...

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i'm gonna live in my parent's basement
i'm gonna live off the soup cans
wear my shades when my friends come down 'cause
they're so bright and i'm so bland

he was scared, he was just like me
we had...

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Help with the struggles, man's faced with, in life on earth
As man learns life knowledge, instead of grasping worth

A passion to hold all that's seen, since his moment of birth
Is innate desire or thoughts, meant...

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Three convenience store employees thought what they did was funny but I think it was cruel.
Those three people said that I won a thirty million dollar lottery and then yelled "April Fool".
They sold me a...

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4/8/17


Across the land
There was a man
Whose journey had just began
And due to a decision that was bad
He lost all that he ever had
While feeling his most prized plan
Slip through the palm of his hand
Faster than...

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I used to be insane about decorating for Christmas, it was a breeze.
Santa, Mrs. Claus, Rudolph, Dasher and Dancer covered my house
Gingerbread bedding and toilet seats were blinking Christmas trees
had a Frosty the snowman light...

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he appears to be a father,
The job, the children, the minivan, white socks with black sneakers, a smile and a patient way
He appears to be a father to the girl who has none,
He appears in...

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Baby birds tweet as their long skinny necks stretch towards blind faith. Somewhat frantically; newly born; next to dead; fragile existence; protected with life. Regurgitation from the same embodied mouth that an egg came from....

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upon hard grey streets of asphalt I drive
through morn’s muted orange glow 
white headlights shine, red brake lights blink in time
with changing signals red, yellow, green
disoriented city visitors a hindrance to the flow
why at seven...

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Etched in my heart
As well as the grave
Lies the heart of my old man
Whom I unfortunately could not save
It started off as a bond with my old man
Driving through the country road in our old...

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A First Date


They met at church and chatted for a while,
and the next day, he told her on the phone,
"I'd like to take you out to lunch in style
at that quaint restaurant that's so well-known."

Her...

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Your white minivan isn’t much,
But it’s enough
To get us where we want to go
Or take us down some road we don’t even know.
I love taking car rides with you
And finding some good music to jam...

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The Cycle of Life

By Elton Camp

The wheels we use serve to define us
From newborn babe to feeble old cuss

First, it’s in a stroller we are rolled about
Alone, we can’t get in nor can we get...

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This is a news story stranger than any other.
It’s about a suicide attempt by a pregnant mother.
She wanted to kill herself and her three children.
The thirty-two year old drove her minivan into the ocean.
Hours before,...

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To the owner of the minivan conveniently blocking my exit:

May the sweat of a thousand footballers invade your nostril
May the sound of a truck hooter invade your thoughts so shrill
May you freely step into the...

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Beautiful woman by my side 
Soul and body coincide 
I love you way too much sometimes 
Or perhaps it's not enough 

Back when you were my blushing bride 
We both were sorely terrified 
The kids,...

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