Short Cromwell Poems

I     beseech   you    in
the bowels   of   Christ
think      it      possible
you  may   [really]   be
mistaken  [just wrong]...

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that moment
we tasted victory
as the sun
elevated to
the highest point
with  it
Cromwell eyes
burst into
medieval tears...

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Bossed

From the powers that be
I was told once to thee
That in order to pee
I must sign a decree
That states I agree

To dock thy pay
Whilst I was away
But how can I stay
And hold nature at bay?
...What else can I say?

~J.D. Cromwell...

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Deathly living till dying breath.
Somber dreaming a lively death.    

Body ailing, self enemy. 
Ever changing the remedy. 

Boldly living from open womb. 
Never changing, to closing tomb.

Never living a normal life. 
Ever planning for daily strife.


~J.D. Cromwell...

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The Pest


As we waste away the hours 
When we’re wanting more
On the nightstand there be flowers 
And our clothes upon the floor
When we thought this time was ours
Comes a scratching at our door 
Then our mood surely sours
Because of that beast that walks on  four



~J.D. Cromwell...

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Words, triumphant
In this world,
Refuse to be silent
The voices from
Heaven speak loud
Bare witness to
This seal and
Royal crown
To subdue
The ignorance
Of man and 
Victory shall be ours
Prometheus bring us fire
Long live the King of Cromwell
This great empire and 
Ruler of this monarchy...

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With a preacher's fire and zeal
plus a sprig of sex appeal
I'll venture to make my bold contribution
to duly adjusting our great Constitution.
thereby installing a Republican rump,
all for the cause of President Trump,
in whose service I humbly labor
without the least thought of incentive or favor.....

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Defining, refining, and timing the rhyming
And hours of thought to perfect the fine line-ing

Clerical, lyrical, sometimes, a miracle
To get a line right could feel a bit spiritual 

Hoping, not doping, and a lot oh “oh nope-ing!”
But when you are through, there will be no more moping 

~J.D. Cromwell...

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Drudgery


Monday I’m groggy
Want to stay in my bed

Tuesday’s a bit better 
But wish I were dead

Wednesday is hump day
I don’t care one single bit

Thursday’s pre-Friday 
And I’m ready to quit

Friday drags on
I need a few beers

Saturday’s cheerful
No need to shed tears

Sunday’s much needed 
Off early to bed 

‘Twas a long week
There’s another ahead...


~J.D. Cromwell...

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