Short Kenny Poems

so this kid Kenny
without or with lenny
breathes in
and out every day
and so what
hes not drinking
anyway...

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Skully cap
And full
Of crap
But he’s my friend
And I love him
Maybe someday
He’ll have money
But who knows
When it’ll be...

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Kenny loved sandwiches of spam
His Mother would rather eat ham
His Dad loved salami
His sister was barmy
And only ate bread butter and jam...

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Kenny loved sandwiches of spam
His Mother would rather he ate ham
His Dad loved salami
His Sister was barmy
And only ate bread, butter and jam...

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Tomorrow's my night out with Kenny
but he didn't invite our friend Jenny
He said "between me and you
she'll not like the venue
'cause I'll only be spending a penny"...

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My man Kenny breezed through five marriages
Certainly not unscathed but with a few blemishes
They certainly cost him
Much to his chagrin
But to me he's still a big star with lots to cherish...

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Your mum gone,
Your dad gone,
Who do you depend on?
Bobby,Kenny or me?
No!depend on God;
For you need God by you.

Why do you frown?
Be of good cheer,
For we overcome demon
by due power of God.
Wherever you go,remember God....

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Guys have been praising Jenny
Bent on marrying poor Lenny
At hill tops "I love Lenny,
Whose bank account reads Penny!"

Not that he has not any
But women gasp for many
And Jenny's needs damned many
Still rejected Rich Kenny,
Who himself hates a Nanny:
Wedding one thinks uncanny....

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(This is a fictional poem)

I loved watching South Park on weekday nights.
But my cousin caused me not to be able to watch it and we got in a fight.
He smashed the TV screen and I had to pick up the glass.
When I got done, I kicked his ass.
I liked watching Cartman, Kenny, Stan and Kyle.
My cousin will be in the hospital for awhile....

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(Learning prudence at a young age.)

Granddaughter is back 
for another weekend visit. 
She's a voracious talker.

"Mom and Kenny,"
she says. "argue about
who gets to do the dishes.
Mom says, I will do them.
Then Kenny says, No,
 It's my turn."

"That will soon be resolved,”
I say. “Your mom will decide 
Kenny gets the job." 

"I said that in my mind,”
she quips. 
“But not out loud.”...

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He Has Fifty Years of Poetic Art
Forty Years, with a Broken Heart
Thirty-five Years “Culinary Arts” 

To Be Continued
  
Dedicated To Chef : Known to You as  -  HG ~ Harry ~ Liege

Poet's Note  : OK this is only my third Poem, so Please
give Your Advise it is muchly Appreciated I want to know;
I'm going to put this under the Form : Rhyme : My second
choice was Free Verse; Respectfully, kenny , A Fledgling POET...

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Contentment: Kenny G blowing
“The Moment” in my ears while I
Sit in front of my monitor
Typing these verses, stopping once
In awhile to sip a diet tea
And read an interesting short
Piece from my monthly magazine
Scientific American
Ricocheting sleet off the pane
Made me aware of the weather
Only for a moment, mind you,
Then back again to poking keys.
“The Moment” has timely ended
And so too has my contentment....

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As the evening draws to night, 
with candles being our guiding 
light, orchids hand pick just for 
you. Table's set just for two. 
Kenny G's interlude, an alto sax 
ripping tunes. Now your wine is 
poured for you, chair are drawn 
waiting for two. Dine with me 
tonight I pray, for tonight let's 
celebrate. After we can hit the 
stage, to dance our private night
 away. Romantic dining just for 
two, let tonight be me and you....

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We stare into the pit as
the pendulum slices
another bit
and there's less of you
now
than there ever was.

Oz isn't real 
and
if you believed all the spiel
that it was,

tough.

No
medals for trying
but lots for the dead
are you dying to join them?
and
somebody said,
"it's a man's life"
my wife
doesn't think so and
she lets me know so.

and everything goes slow.
as
I hibernate and wait out the winter,...

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My sweet Ruby's birthday,
Naturally on Valentine's day,
In her honor, the NY city of Beacon
Will close their schools!
Ain't that a kick?
Though, sadly, 
She seems to be "missing in action" lately,
Many wonder why,
She is so loved on this site,
Many of us cry....
So come back home,
To the five and dime,
We'll even through in some 
Jimmy Dean sausages!!!

Or, as Kenny Roger's first song went,
"Ruby, don't take your poems to town!"...

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SOUTH PARK HOLIDAY DIET



There once was a boy, named Eric Cartman.
A roly-poly little brat, sorely in need of a diet!
His friend Kenny had the just the answer:
"Just date a belly dancer, eat lots of candy canes,
And soon you'll be thin and svelte as Santa's reindeer, Prancer."



                December 24, 2019


Note: Based on the television USA adult, animated comedy series,
"South Park."
{Created by Trey Parker and Matt Stone.}...

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Kenny I don't know why I get so crazed
sometimes some things just become a haze
I wish I could see myself the way you see me
then all my insecurities could be set free
your my angel sent from my heavens above
that I cherish so dearly like an eagle or dove
your passion released me of all my chains
and gave me love to where ones heart would never strain
I just want you to know that I will love you forever
through all the pain and stormy weather!...

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Kenny had a God given talent and he was bound to succeed.
His death has pricked people like a thorn and they will bleed.
He was both a singer and an actor who had skill.
People loved to hear him sing The Gambler and Lucille.

The world is sad to lose Kenny.
He was a Leo just like me.
All of his fans are heart broken because of this ordeal.
People loved to hear him sing The Gambler and Lucille.

[Dedicated to Kenny Rogers (1938-2020) who died on March 20, 2020.]...

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I’m sorry Mr. Johnson
The tumor is malignant
There is nothing I can do
In fear I Awoke

Time to go to the Doctor’s
Kenny is Always on time
“I’ll wait for You in the car”
I fear, leaving Home

Your very Quiet Today
This is just a check up, Right?
Chef, it’s just a check up, Right??
I fear the Future

Inspired By the Contest : “ Crystal Ball “
Sponsored by the “Sweetheart of POETRYSOUP” (and Me)
                      Linda-Marie

By HGarvey Daniel Esquire...

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Gamble and Huff
with all that rhythmic stuff

Throwing down and making 'em get down
to that sweet, soul 'Philly Sound'

The Jacksons, Teddy, Phyllis, and the Mighty O'Jays
sweet pulsating sounds for days on days

Fingers snapping, toe-tapping, and heads a nodding
Beautiful  bodies up bopping and Soul Train hopping

Peanut Butter and Jelly on bread, so sweet
a Philly combination that can't be beat 

Kenny Gamble and Leon Huff
Oh so smooth and sho Nuff tough...

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In the midst of all this chaos
When frustration’s only grown, 
Let us pause to stop and listen
To the lovely saxophone.

Adolphe Sax was its inventor
Back in 1846
And his instrument remains
One of musicians’ favorite picks.

Charlie Parker, Clarence Clemons,
John Coltrane and Kenny G
Are a few whose sax renditions 
Have made music history.

So forget this doomed election.
Take a breath and clear your head
With the melancholy musings
Of a saxophone instead....

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The loss of a friend
- Kenny - 58 years.

May the blue skies
and your brown eyes
be filled not – with a tear,
only memories of everything dear !

The potential loss of another
- John -  48 years

It has been many a year,
John, since from you, I did hear.
And now, to learn, my man,
fate has played it’s pat hand.
Cruel as it is John, I guess it will stand.
I can only hope and pray John, that you
may get to play another hand or two.

B. J. “A” 2
March 9th 2005...

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I write about good times underneath shady trees 
Dreaming of love and good whisky   
Old Yeller sleeping on the front porch 
Catching fireflies in a mason jar 
And Singing country poetry 

Kenny Chesney and Willie Nelson are blaring from my car radio
Making sweet love under the hot summer sun on a bed of dandelions 
I’ll asks you to be my darlin if you don’t mind that I’m country 
Because I don’t know much about love or god 
But I know that I will be singing country poetry till I die...

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