Early morning
up before the sun.
I sit in my recliner
in my high rise
apartment.
Watching the day
begin.
Traffic buzzing.
Sky line slowly
broadening.
Chasing away
the cold,
dark night.
Relaxed enjoying
my waking moments,
time dictates no more
lounging about.
Time is fleeting.
Categories:
mounting, time,
Form: Free verse
my rooster
has crowed
spewing
fourth
not in
words
but what
a great
morning
Categories:
mounting, muse,
Form: I do not know?
to the east
a full moon
mounting
the hill
it's size
bigger
than any ego
i've ever seen
to the west
a departing sun
not ready
to surrender
as she blushes
in crimson
splashes
cement stacks
lashing back
lavender streams
against the edges
of duskiness
me
caught
in the middle
of a battle
over the first
clear skies
this week
stilled
like the air
as the first star
appears
above
my wishes
now adrift
in the rift
of darkness
Categories:
mounting, moon, night, sky, star,
Form: Free verse
Inside a bar in my town
I drown brown sorrows, swilling beer after beer
Feeling tall in my gaunt gown as I play the clown
Wishing I could wipe away her memory into a low gear
Which in my Corolla I engage
Thoughts tumbling, feelings grumbling
As mind and conscience I enrage
Fumbling, crumbling, gambling
Until eyes get bloodshot
Mind goes bleary
Brain overheats so hot
I get weary and teary
But what the heck! What to me’s a little peck
To shout consciousness back into business
No hard feelings at all for the neck
That cranes and deigns to break
The cycle of reveries I indulge
Imagining I’d washed away the wreck
Thriving on the madness I encourage
Drinking my life silly
Driving my happiness away
Praying I’d longer remain the hillbilly
Held in a straitjacket bay
Which in my saner moments can’t countenance
Unless up around the bend I conspire to expire
Condoning and contemplating selfies without substance
As in my throat roar and soar eddies of mounting ire.
Categories:
mounting, poems,
Form: Free verse
Scrutiny of Mounting Mutiny
Wanted to feel secure so had a scrutiny,
Of what would be big mounting mutiny;
How they react,
To body contact;
Immediately knew ir required immunity.
Jim Horn
Categories:
mounting, allegory, analogy,
Form: Limerick
Help me Lord I'm crying
I'm sorry for the things I done
Help me Lord I've fallen
Please pick me up now
Mounting up wings I shall fly
Help me Lord I'm dying
You've forgiven me from my sins
Grace you've granted me
Yet forgiven me no denying
Mounting up wings I shall fly
Help me Lord God in my present tense
Help me in my common sense
Help me devour my wrong choice placements
Mounting up wings I shall fly
Keep me God alive
So that I may fly
At my judgement time
When I leave my body behind
Instantly on the day I die
Mounting up wings I shall fly
Categories:
mounting, absence, blessing, celebration, death,
Form: Free verse
Trump Paranoid Maniac Mounting Proof
Trump paranoid maniac was mounting proof;
Could always tell when head had hit the roof;
By head led,
That bled and bled;
Every time when up as a goof he would goof.
Jim Horn
Categories:
mounting, allegory, analogy,
Form: Limerick
“I'm ready for mounting” she innocently exclaimed
As she prepared a painting for inserting in a frame
Boss misunderstood
Some guy's manhood
Was the subject, not an innocent proclaim
Categories:
mounting, humorous,
Form: Limerick
the trees mounting up
and squatting the vacant lot,
to rebuild the earth
Categories:
mounting, life, nature, seasons,
Form: Haiku
Growing is a part of life.
Some days suck
I just want to give up
And sit on a rock like a sitting duck.
Those magical days have gone and passed me by.
Don’t worry Ill try to catch up.
But when that car comes by again I’m pull up
Along side it
Because I’m not letting opportunity passed me by
A day turns into nights and nights into days
Once upon a time I had a beautiful life
In till I found myself facing death by day
Turn around to see the face of death
Turns out to be my wife.
Categories:
mounting, childhood, death, time, me,
Form: I do not know?