Long Tonka Poems

Now in our lives we forget about the love we felt and remember the hurt we gave.
 In our lives we die a thousand times.
 When we died no one cried .
We live like there's...

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these are the words of a seeker of light
a believer in the knowledge of old
through our fathers we reach a new height
from their lives, and the stories they've told

we must never forget, or sunder the...

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these are the words of a seeker of light
a believer in the knowledge of old
through our fathers we reach a new height
from their lives, and the stories they've told

we must never forget, or sunder the...

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do you feel like a thug
don't you know the good die young
got your cap cocked to the side like you the only one
that lives in this village where they be toating guns
furious to believe that...

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I’d made a tower, a wooden block tower that reached toward the sky
And on the roof stood my superman toy, I believed he wanted to fly.
He stood beside a Tonka truck that was parked safely...

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Their hobby horse carved from wood
Upon metal frame and bouncy springs
Kept our boys on the trail of good
Rounding up outlaws and wild things
 
Hot wheel cars and yards of plastic track
Racing from living room to...

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The windows pane upon my face, 
The door unlocks, I fall from grace. 
My friend he screams, a crunch of steel, 
Stabs of pain, then the blood I feel. 

The car we stole, a ride...

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A Grandmother's Wisdom

All that my parents left me
could fit into a paper sack
carried like a leaden weight
strung across my broken back

A pair of bronzed booties
a jacket and Tonka truck
a small photo of Grandma 
along with...

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Memories of those childhood days
Laughing in the most silly ways
Playing tag and climbing trees
For hours and hours in Summer's breeze

Building snowmen in the Winter
Having Mom remove a splinter
Falling down and getting bruises
Coming up with lame...

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Going ‘round about, up and down,
Always crawling out of bounds,
Big brown eyes, tiny pink feet,
Great big smiles, without any teeth.

Giggles and grins rule his day,
Play with me mommy his face seems to say.
My joy, my...

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I was walking through the city streets 
When I passed a foursome gang 
Who were playing with a Tonka truck 
And an old raggedy doll that sang 

She sang about her unhappiness 
Because her reddened...

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This poem was written on May 3, 2022,
When I heard the alerts for the next few days.
From 4-6 May 2022,  8-10 Tornadoes,
Hit Oklahoma, Texas and Kansas.

There's the siren that sounds,
That sends fear thru our...

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Dear Lord, you open my day
With a soft yellowish-glow
Filtering through morning’s mist
Rising from valleys below

Your sun moves from east to west
Radiating energy and light
Illuminating the world
Providing visual delights

The soft yellow roses abloom
With fragrant aromas found—
Marigolds...

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Under my 8 year old brothers bed
lies my dog chewed Barbie, no sign of her head
a faded Snoopy cartoon, deflated yellow Birthday balloon
and one stuffed zoo animal baboon
Romote toy car from Uncle Tom
Cassette of Raffi,...

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Here is a little poem for my big siss,
just to tell you thats it's you that I really miss.
I sit and think about all the good times and bad that you and I ever had.
The...

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Baby, You're not mine
I'm not giving you the time
I'm too busy
writing my lines
in sweetness sublime
Baby, Get away
I don't want to play
With 
Your sandbox of toys
Your mommy took away
I'll drive my Tonka truck
All over your face
To...

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(to be read out loud)


I'll eat the nibble naggle nooky nickel
	nipple nappy mum mum mum
I'll chew your gooble gobble giggle gaggle
	gimpy grampa's gum gum gum.

I'll call the wimpy wappy wiggle waggle
	wacky wobble wum wum wum
I'll...

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What I Have Seen

Chubby fingers, chubby toes;
Clear blue eyes and turned up nose.

Everything's so bright and new,
Little Baby I love you.

Hop scotch, Barbies, long brown curls,
We thank you God for little girls.

Baseball diamonds, lots of...

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We're nearing the end of another year
But this one feels different than before
As we mourn our heroines and hero's
Hearts of family and friends are sore

There's Eddy, Pete and Peter Green
They're guitarists in their own way
Lost...

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Dear Santa I'm older But still believe in you At least I believe in The things you try to do
Maybe I can't ask for A Tonka or a train
 But if you'd bring one of...

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