Ramblings Poems

The Ramblings of a House Wife

The soft clouds of cotton white
Wipe away the tears of the earth
Absorbing the pain poured and puddled below
Swarms of pestilence incubated in muddy melancholic pools of despair
From clean, fresh, white fluff, these clouds absorb the real us
Aging each one to the salt and pepper gray and musky stench of filth
Mop it up
Wring it Out
Over mountain,

Ramblings

It’s night.
I text my friends.
I’m alive.
It’s night.
They don’t respond, so…
It’s night.
But it’s a good a time as any to ruin my life.
Hmmm.
I’d say I’m tired, but I’m not.
I’m just…
Going downstairs to make 10 sandwiches.
I really, really ruined my life.
My life! My life?
I drop a slice of bread.
They will see those texts in the morning.
It’s night.
I

Ramblings

Foothills

The physics
of metaphysics …
the part I like the best

Where symbols yearn
as planets turn
—new twigs to build the nest

(Dreamsleep: December, 2023)




A Picture

Imagery and symbols
are worth a thousand words
Why poetry is lauded
but prose routinely heard

To paint each word intrinsic
as dawn brush strokes the day
Each verse leaves time uncanvassed 
—mortality at bay

(Dreamsleep: December, 2023)


To Heaven And Back

If birds

Ramblings of a babbling brook

This brook in the woods I pass in the winter
It babbles and blisters and wanders and splinters
In all sorts of directions grinding and winding
Turns back in connection then to itself binding
Like limbs of a squid with their purpose undid
A playground of kids with rules they've rid
Not rigid or timid, free flows with no limit
Nothing to

Ramblings of a Genius

I stroll through life, a passenger in my own body, without aim or purpose
My feet touch the ground but there’s no feeling, I’m numb to my senses only my consciousness remains
I’m lost on my journey, no path appears before me, though I search tirelessly for the hint of one
Days, months, years roll by and I’m

Crazy Ramblings

Talking is exhausting. 

You see, I can see the future. 

So I know exactly what they are going to say. 

But they’re reading my thoughts and trying to counter my premonitions. 

So we always have arguments that don't make sense. 

When I’m talking to myself…

I can just repeat myself over and over. 

And be in

Ramblings of An Addict

Been outside for too long 
I still wonder, whats wrong?
Can't feel the cold
Keep my chest puffed and bold

Where were you when it happened?
The whole ceiling collapsed
It felt like the sky was falling
The fact that I had faith is appalling

Around you, I felt at home
now its as if i am on the roam
Praying I don't fall

Nine-Pint Ramblings

Some people think I’m anti human
Some believe I really would
Free this world of the species
If I easily could.
We are not the only animals
But for what it’s worth 
We are the only ones
Destroying mother earth.
Seven days of creation
Just to give birth 
To the scourge 
Of this earth?

I don’t mean to offend
But will if needs must 
To

Nothing

I've had to lose myself to madness just to know who I am. Every time less than me comes back. Madness grips hold of me tightly, nearly calming me I'm free from idealistic perceptions of what normal is. I'm free to cry through relentless laughter. I can laugh at the tears staining my face with

Ramblings of a Bartender

Slap that cocktail shaker
Find the right fit and tap that baby together
Put a little bit extra in the slap
Mind picturing that ass-cheek reverb
Colors of spirit and mixers rush together
Creating works of art ia what I do
Free pouring or percise measuring
Slinging beers for the masses
Wine stored at proper temperature
Grin & Smile as u never really know

Ramblings of Home

Far I have travelled to a distant moon
  upon the two isles over land and sea,
from the dry in March to the rains in June
  and fill of the red vat rum and roti.
To tread its island sands in timeless change
  and gaze on peaks and valleys for old sake -
El Cerro

Ramblings of a Paranoid Schizo

The beckoning sun calls out today
To come out and play and be happy
With things that sting like fire
Scorpions, cinders, and barbed wire

I knew such a fence once in the wild
Good memories of being a child
With scraped knees from bike falls
Riding around the city answering calls

I miss hearing a phone ringing in my ear
I have had

Ramblings of a Poet

I'm a little bit crazy
Sanity hasn't been found lately
Laughing uncontrollably at the unbelievable
The chaotic mess in my head is inconceivable
Stupid lights my fuse
Love tangles my noose
Every which way but loose
The inmates have control of this Asylum
The sugar cookies are already done
Lies made from gold
Dreams of hands so cold
Mind meld of the Vulcan sort
Remnants of sense

Ramblings of An Old Fool

I'm giving up the life of lush 
for that of a lowly pensioner.
The wife is too, 
though to give her her due, 
I said that I wouldn't mention her.
I'm cutting my cloth accordingly, 
no more hedonistic soirées.
Gone are the excesses, 
hyperbole and stresses 
of this callow youths former days.
Now is the time for quiet reflection,
watching

Ramblings of a Lockdown

An apple a day so they say
Barn owl hoots throughout the night
copper boiler full of Monday’s wash
dare one think of paradise?

Elite dancers shun the maypole
Flowers of purple garlands glisten
General’s choir sings ‘Zippity Do Da’
Horrendous world rushes on by.

Iris competes with the roses
Jerry withdraws to the gym
Kilos lost in dramatic confusion 
Lemons wasted on the slim.

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