This was written for sheer fun, months ago!
I did not have the courage to post it then,,,
But I do now…Hope you enjoy this fantasy!
9/30/2023
Now I lay me down to sleep.
I want Rob Schmitt to rub my feet.
I could take care of him, alright.
He’d scream with pleasure in silver starlight.
If I should die, with a smile, before I wake.
Know,he was more delicious than strawberry cake!
Bury me please, next to Johnnie Walker.
He was always with me, such a sexy stalker.
Red, hot and rolling, stud Johnny was he.
I’m truly fed up, with writing about pine trees!!
Prefer a young dude to have a last tango with,
Oh, if only…it would be my heavenly,Rob Schmitt!
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Karl Schmidt-Rottcuff
could never paint enough
In style so instinctive
his name continues to live
Clocked Out
From the words I write to the ones I speak
I've meant every word even ones leaked
And now I know it's time for my last few
Thank you to all who loved my words and view
And to my Lord for a beautiful gift,
But roads change and it's my life's time to shift!
I've grown cold to so many and it's time
For me to drop my pen and my soft rhymes.
Will I ever write again I'm sure there's no doubt
Though a poet no more, for it's time to... Clock out.
Caleb Milo Schmitt
New Voice
If free will doesn't exist then who am I?
I deny all who think they made me
I am Caleb Schmitt a man with dreams in eye,
I single handedly formed the man I see
My God loves me and someday will give me wings
and I'll soar happily in life after death
but for now my heart is joyous and sings
of how blessed I've been with every breath
and that now I know what he wants from me
to know exactly the man I am to be, it's my choice!
I love myself as he loves my new found voice!
CMS
P.S
God loves you for who you want to be
don't let the grips of society break you
when God made you ever so beautiful
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