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He talked and talked,
gig talker,
on and on.
Didn’t hear about Julie’s love for Gordon and Jilted John.
Conversed selfishly throughout the Buzzcocks explaining Why it had gone wrong.
Missed Shelley’s quips,
Missed all the song.
Held a debate through The Bunnymen’s Ocean rain.
A heated discussion missing how The Cure were Jumping on someone else’s train.
An absolute pain.
Didn’t take the hint from a backward glance as Kraftwerk rode mountain passes on the tour de France and the Ramones asked if we wanted to dance.
Chattered incessantly whilst the Stranglers hung around and ruined tomorrow’s parties enraging Nico and Velvet underground.
Too loud.
Prattled away as Joy Division played,
killing the Atmosphere.
Morrissey pleaded Please please please but he still didn’t hear.
Bad gig combination Charlie and beer.
To cap it off on his way home,gabbling into his mobile phone, the irony wasn’t lost on us. He never heard it coming, the night bus.
Hit him square,his brand new Primark Nirvana t shirt matted with blood and hair.
(Sing)
“Keep you mind on your driving
Keep you hands on the wheel
Keep your snoopy eyes on the road ahead.“
Should’ve f***ing listened.
My Wife and I Went Driving Before Christmas
Kevin Davis 2024
One chilly night, my wife and I
Went driving where the lights shone high.
We turned a corner, dark and small…
And found the brightest glow of all!
There stood Rudolph, nose so red,
Shining brightly as he fed.
Beside him Frosty waved hello,
All made of snow from head to toe.
The Grinch was there with Max, his pup,
While Herbie pulled a tooth right up!
And Scrooge McDuck laughed loud with glee,
As Huey tickled endlessly.
The Polar Train came chugging fast,
With toys and treats to make joy last.
Susy Snowflake twirled with flair,
Beside her danced the Cinnamon Bear.
Piglet, Tigger, Owl so sweet,
Brought jars of honey as a treat.
Winnie smiled, and Christopher too—
Their Christmas wishes had come true.
Then Charlie Brown and Snoopy came,
With Lucy, Linus—every name!
They sang a carol, soft and clear,
“O Christmas Tree” for all to hear.
The Trio’s music filled the sky,
With notes that seemed to float and fly.
While George and Garfield, quick and spry,
Ran round the tree, both low and high!
And Santa stood with friends galore,
With Mickey, Minnie, dozens more!
His reindeer lined up two by two,
Their bells all jingling bright and new.
He called their names—away they sped!
“To every child, good night!” he said.
With gifts and cheer, he soared from sight,
A shining sleigh in velvet night.
We drove back home, our hearts so bright,
Still glowing from that field of light.
For Christmas magic, pure and true,
Lives on in me… and now in you.
Ghosts, ghouls, goblins gravitate in groups, galore.
Mummies, movie stars, mysteries, magazines and more.
Super heroes, Snoopy, serendipitously stealthy.
Halloween happy, heart-felt humorously healthy.
Witches, warlocks, wonderful wizards, wistfully weaving,
Amongst the other costumed children, some parents heaving
From eating too much candy, on their way to the next house
Only one dressed in cheese head, holding a fluffy stuffed mouse.
Trick-or-treat night, a time we used to all have a good time.
Children are now trotted to neighborhoods outside their lines.
Taken to stranger’s houses, dumped off at each door to ring,
Adults in insane moods, staring at phones, rather than their offspring.
So if a child disappears on Halloween night,
We can blame technology,
Is that not right?
Our picture frame window
Is garlanded with evergreen limbs
Twined in white twinkling lights pinecones and fairy bells
And outside
From the dinner time dark that is a week before Christmas
Santa waves
Lit up like a little lantern
The hope for snow
Anymore
Any year
Has become as nostalgic as Perry Como
Singing from the static of AM radio
Golden retriever
Snuggles to my left
An arm rest
Our three-legged black cat
Asleep between my outstretched legs
Compensates
Dreams of a human leg attached to her empty hind joint
Cozies closer
Meows as if she’s running and leaping
Proper
My wife
On the other couch
Dressed in a red Christmas sweater
Her face clear and elegant as a glass ornament
Carefully preserved to our tree’s highest branch
Perhaps swaying alone in the living room
To the furnace vent
Our orange and white cat
A travel pillow
Wrapped
To the back of her neck
I can hear her purring from way over here
“What a shame Charlie Brown has been stolen
From us all
By Apple TV.” I say
“At least we have the memory.” My wife suggests
“Remember his destitute tiny tree
Decorated by Snoopy Lucy Linus and all their friends?
“And then together
They serenaded the snow falling
With Hark the Herald Angels Sing?”
“Yes I remember so well
It’s ancient message
First released
“From the year of my birth.”
Alas, the famed Red Baron bit the dust.
His last flight in his Fokker was a bust.
Some thought Snoopy shot him down,
But t'was a dude named Roy Brown,
Leaving Charlie Brown and his friends nonplussed!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(c) 2014 All Rights Reserved
NOTE: There is controversy to this very day about who and how the
Red Baron actually died. Canadian pilot Roy Brown claimed he shot
him down but there is some evidence that he may have been hit by a
rifleman from the ground. Here's hoping this will keep you awake at
night worrying about it!!!
On Christmas Eve the stratosphere was rent with strange communication,
As an Air Force pilot in his F-16 was on routine patrol protecting his nation!
He was tooling along when suddenly on his radar a weird object did appear!
It was zipping along at mach three speed and came so close he had to veer!
"Tower! I've had a near miss by an object flying at thrice the speed of sound!"
"Roger, Snoopy One! Are you sure? We've had no such report from the ground!"
"Tower! It came over the horizon from the north and gave me quite a fright!"
Please affirm if Area 51 is playing games with a new toy on this frigid night!"
"Negative, Snoopy One! Kick in your after-burner and give the thing a chase!
Arm your rockets, watch your six and keep your trigger ready just in case!"
"Roger, tower! I have him on my radar but I have no visual on him yet!
If he causes any mischief, me and my ol' F-One Six'll get 'im, you can bet!"
Though he poured on full military power he just could not keep apace!
To the befuddled pilot, the object was seemingly lost without a trace.
He was concerned that on this Christmas Eve, aliens from outer space,
Were invading earth and that he alone was left to save the human race!
Fighter planes from NATO nations were also scrambled to join in the hunt!
At last the pilot received a call from his commander and it was rather blunt!
"Snoopy One! Your mission is terminated! Return to base without delay!
NORAD has confirmed that the object you saw was Santa and his sleigh!"
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
© All Rights Reserved
I am on the phone with Mrs. Kravitz.
You remember her.
Samantha's snoopy neighbor on the TV Show Bewitched.
Oh, you weren't alive in the sixties?
Follow along.
Here is her dialogue.
What is going on?
No telling what this is about.
It is a door to door solicitor, she tells me.
I take care of the neighbors.
He had better not be going over there!
Her elderly neighbor pays her in Valium if she shoos the salesmen away.
I hear her door open.
Slow down Mass Whole!
I’m calling the cops on that one, she tells me.
This is two seconds after telling me she had threatened yet another doctor.
I’ll have his license! She told me. I reported him to the medical board.
It is a wonder she has not been hunted down yet.
We teachers have the summer off.
So far I have been everywhere, done everything.
I’ve only been out a few seconds, and I have packed in the fun!
I gave up cleaning the whole house.
Even if we were having Mrs. Snoopy – my twin sister.
The kitchen counters gave me a marvelous idea.
Why not box it all up, and clean the counters?
I could dig this stuff out after they are gone.
After I piled seventeen boxes in the bedroom I had a new thought.
What if she looks in there? And of course she will.
In about three seconds I had this sign on the door “Please do not let cat out.”
My sister asked me several times “Is there really a cat in there?”
We are both allergic to cats, but she knows that I have one anyway.
I said “Go ahead and look,” but she never did.
The honorable Charlie Brown’s Christmas show is a stable in my house
As welcome as “not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse”
Linus’s blanket was used to help the tree look prouder that day
I anticipate the personalities of characters as the story line gives way.’
Lucy is as arrogant and bossy as every overbearing cousin I had.
Schroeder’s piano-playing prowess makes the melody seem glad.
Snoopy gives his best performance in this show every single year.
Pig-pen, the dust-magnet has no other phobias to fear.
Franklin, Sally and Linus all have their individual parts to play.
I anticipate their personalities, there is Patty, so merry and gay.
When she calls Charlie Brown Chuck, there is a fondness felt in my heart.
Charlie Brown’s Christmas Show gives the holidays a wonderful start.
It was the last snowfall of winter's end
I went out sleighing with my best friend
Twelve inches of snow ~ sunny skies ~ a perfect blend
We trekked with cardboard boxes ~ around the bend
A long dirt path ~ through baron woods
A red fox curled in a ball ~ he caught my eye
Quietly we walked ~ as we passed him by
We covered our faces with our jacket hoods
A mile walk ~ was sleigh-ride hill
A refrigerator box was our perfect ride
And so was it Snoop's ~ when he jumped inside
Woohoo ~ Yee haw ~ a winter's end thrill
Snooping around ~ before he jumped inside
A stray puppy ~ a beagle ~ lost and alone
We played ~ his tail wagged ~ I took him home
He was scared ~ but playful ~ he barked and cried
Mom said "no" ~ I cried ~ she felt sad
Begging her please ~ she finally gave in
I knew if I cried, I'd eventually win
I named him Snoopy~ he was the first dog I ever had
Of winter's end~ this sure was the best
The towns people knew him ~ he was liked by them all
They knew I had found him ~ at sleigh-ride hill by the mall
I had him for sixteen years ~ I was blessed
Enclosed Rhyme - September 2018 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Dear Heart
9/19/2018