Long Off your rocker Poems

So America, how does it feel?
To choose a dumbass of a president
Such as Donald Trump" now?
Not so great a ruler is he?

He doesn't know the facts
He didn't take precautions
He didn't have backup plans
He doesn't know...

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I walked right through the passageway and sat myself right down 
The subway would soon be coming and taking me out of midtown 
But as I sat there waiting, an old lady sat two seats...

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From his home-made wooden rocker my dad beckoned with his hand, 
as his wasting frame would not allow the dying man to stand 
and he handed me two buttons, that were worn and on a...

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Players So Short

Even if my players are still so short,
Can count on God when on the court;
Defend and depend,
Until very end;
Trough trials and tribulations did support.

Jim Horn

Will Believe and Receive
.
Remember when in God we always...

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" Rime of the Ridiculous Mariner "

{warbled to the Merry Tune: Jingle Bells!}

Jingle Bells & Flyin' Hulls
All sheets in so tight~
Yikes Ahoy! There's the ploy!
Sail right through this night!

Run downwind beat to weather
fall off as...

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(literary nonsense)
the winter was so long ago, burying the world in snow
rabbits hop where rabbits go, here i sit to-night
and the day i hath long dreaded which hath left me much beheaded
worn my sanity unthreaded...

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I looked away and tried to shake her. I can't really describe what I  felt in her presence. In 
fact,  if it was a feeling I was experiencing, it felt great . ...

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There could never be another soul,
that would fully understand the enormous depths that I carry.
Everyday I live with chaos, with static, with a mess
and to have somebody go a day in my shoes could get...

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Lunatic, Touched,
                                 ...

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it's difficult / yoursatisfaction / set out to succeed based on medical reaction ------
LAUGHTER IS THE CURE!! / the world --- to the god --- is but annoyance / itch /
turning the fur. _______ /...

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Release me woman from this prison you have me in.  Fighting your love has been a 
battle I can't seem to win.  I catered to your every need.  Followed your lead, and...

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An Idiomatic Chicken Tale

Don’t count your chickens before they hatch,
you may bite off more than you can chew.
But if you do count, make sure you have
a bird in the hand rather than two in the...

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An event I have to tell you about was a rather embarrassing occasion for me,
But they say laughter is one of life’s best medicines, so I’ll share it with you happily.

One morning I was getting...

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Tracie ~*~ Indigo Dreamweaver
Contest Name	Where in the world...

Amnesia

There he was bemused afflicted,
Who the bloody hell was he, today?
Memory with him, wasn’t with it,
Brain dead dodo here to stay,
Saw a Doctor, so confusing,
Not a word made...

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Isaac Bartholomue Riley,
His friends just call him " Ike",
Jane, his wife, they call "Smiley",
He got five other writes on this site.

October 12th I met this fellow,
A pleasant find in two thousand nine,
in a hospital in...

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YOU MUST BE IRISH

March on                              ...

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All right, no more Abecedarian again!
Buzz off,
Cut me some slack,
Dogging me,
Entrapping me with a 
Form of poetry I am not
Good at,
Hamilton!
I entreat you
Jot down some other forms that won’t
Knock me off my rocker, like
Lyric, Limerick...

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We had a new art sub yesterday.
No surprise.
We have had nineteen art subs since March.
It is the last week of school.

Mr. G the new art sub was positive.
Energetic.
Glad to be here.
Told me he would finish...

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PIN THE TAIL

O’Haggard Hoarfrost, she plays winks,
rocks on a sawhorse, tweedle-dee drinks.

Mad Merrie O’Boyle slays lightning from nails —
dazed loony-toon, wears out his flannel tails.

W’cked, their niece, says, “Take them away,” bickers,
with Midnight Judge in...

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In the larger view I'm the better cook.
Some folks can hardly boil water.
They'll take a recipe by the hand
and lead it straight to slaughter!

Yet I don't need a recipe.
My hands and mind are strong.
If you...

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Through the door, Uncle Ben came in
Of course he is Aunt Sue's honey
Years ago, she dropped Sloppy Joe
And not just because of money!

They brought with them, their Baby Ruth
Upstairs is her real Papa, John
Notice how...

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