Snappers Poems

Life's A Hoot

Today is the first day of the rest of our lives
No matter how much time we have left
A sobering thought as we reach our golden years
Our number could be up tomorrow, next week, next year

So we must enjoy life to the fullest, make every day count
We don't get to go around twice
When we're young whipper snappers
Old age is eons into the future

Our main concern is dealing with everyday life
With all of it's ups and downs, it's uncertainties
With romance, with choosing a vocation
But when all is said and done and we near retirement

It's all water under the bridge
So what I'm saying to all you young folks
Live your life to the fullest
Make every single day count as if it was your last

Tell your loved ones every day how much they mean to you
In case you don't get another chance
Life's a hoot...
enjoy it!

tall Tales

The Meat Locker 

The largest ice freezer of free-range Texan 
long-horns where mice wore fur to survive
broke down, the carcasses began rotting
thrown into the bay.
The day after, sharks came to the surface
throwing up, turning the water foamy 
For anglers, it was a bonus they caught 
big marlins and red snappers

Wobbly Legs

When I was younger and thought of old age
Thought we all became senile at this elderly stage

It appears I was wrong, I can still go potty
And able to dress this tired old body

Try as I might, I don't see very well
And my wobbly old legs are as shaky as hell

Sometimes my words come out like a squeak
Other times I whistle when trying to speak

Have a secret my young whipper snappers
It's as good as it gets except for my bladder

It seems to be constantly wanting attention
I don't have a problem with pee retention

So now that I've told you what to expect
I must tell you all it's as good as it gets

Enjoy your youth cause it's downhill from here 
You'll soon be old and decrepit I fear

Traveler's Regret

Traveler's regrets

He had been a sailor all his life, a traveler trying to find 
the boy he left behind in the haste of becoming an adult.
An autumnal leaf falls into a stream, follows its course 
but sometimes, there is a tiny inlet where the leaf gets stuck with other debris before getting loose again and drifting where the stream meets, a river that ends in the sea, becomes a mud bank full of nutrient-attracting
red snappers.
Often, he senses the pain the world suffers at the pain of
the futility of life, to stop for a moment contemplating 
He thinks the boy will know, he has lived long enough 
to not chase rainbows, a fleur-de-lys is but pretty and disappears from view in a dreamy haze
Perhaps it was the voyage that mattered, not how it ends

Texting

Young geeks, txt with lightning speed,
Old dudes, lol, trying hard to find the next key to text,
w/e our asl may be, we are trying to convey,
our feelings, imho, in a cryptic language.

Codgers love the high from aged malt,
Whipper-snappers are already addicted to texting before they know,
You may go to jail for dui,
But you may be dead texting and driving,

Texting has its own dictionary and personalities trait,
Btw idk if still ily? u wre my og,
Nvm ‘m smh,  hmu asap,
No cap, tbh Ily.

Kit w/ ur hak, ur pain and sorrow, ur social events,
I will reply you with im chat,
a chat waiting to be responded,
Is like missing ur xoxoxo.

The Sea Is Deep

Deep is the sea

A cook on a ship sat on a pollard drinking beer
when he got up, the ship lurched, and he fell overboard 
He swam on his back, moving his arms slowly
thinking, if the meat he had taken from the freezer had thawed
He must have fallen half sleep when feeling the water
was swallowed, got up, waded ashore on a small island
Tired, he sat in the sand to sleep more until the sun burnt 
his face (cooks have pale faces) and a land crab bit his toe.
Thirsty, he walked around the island and came upon 
fishermen, frying red snappers; immediately, the cook felt
at home and said: “Good morning.”
Surprised at first, he told of his mishap, and they welcomed him 
to eat and drink cold beer.
When the news, the cook was saved, reached the press, he didn’t
mind as few cooks ever get to be famous

A Traveller's Regret

The traveller’s regrets 

He has been a sailor all his life, a traveller trying to find
the boy he left behind, the haste to become an adult
an Autumnal leaf falls into the stream follow its course
but sometimes, there is a tiny inlet where it gets stuck 
with other debris before getting loose again and drifting
to where the stream meets a river that ends in the sea
where mighty rivers add nothing but mudbanks that
are full of nutrients and attract edible snappers.
Often, he senses the world ache of the futility of life
to stop for a little while for inaudible contemplation
not to hunger for what he cannot acquire, the ease
of a life well lived.
He thinks the boy will know, who has lived long enough
not to chase rainbows, a fleur-de-lys is but pretty and
disappears from view in a dreamy haze.
Perhaps it was the voyage that mattered and not how
it ends.

Life's a Hoot

Today is the first day of the rest of our lives
No matter how much time we have left
A sobering thought as we reach our golden years
Our number could be up tomorrow, next week, next year
So we must enjoy life to the fullest, make every day count
We don't get to go around a second time
When we're young whipper snappers
Old age is eons into the future
Our main concern is dealing with everyday life
With all of it's ups and downs, it's uncertainties
With romance, with choosing a vocation
But when all is said and done and we near retirement
It's all water under the bridge
So what I'm saying to all you young folks
Live your life to the fullest
Make every single day count as if it was your last
Tell your loved ones every day how much they mean to you
In case you don't get another chance
Life's a hoot... enjoy it!

Instant Love

Instant Love
1) 1 Part You(Must be soulmate to Me)
2) 1 Part Me(Must be soulmate to You)
3) A lifetime of waiting.........................
4)A forest of “Falling Leaves”??
5) A shared passion for Love,Laughter,Life & Passion
6) 60 years of music....................??
7) A shared uncontrollable compulsion to Sing,Whistle,Tap,Bang and most of all, be consummate Finger Snappers!!
8) 2 pair Dancing Shoes
9) A boat load of Destiny,Fate and Prodding from the Love Guru’s
10) 2 Hello’s

Directions;
1) Slowly mix all ingredients, this MUST be done SLOWLYYY and with high regard to each other’s feelings and capacity and styles of LOVE...if not , you risk causing LOVE to crumble and fall...
2) After all ingredients have been SLOWLY mixed...Dance,Rock, Roll, Laugh, Jump, Skip, Hop, Snap Them Fingers You Got and finally Shake On it.......Then LOVE>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
Warning;
If you rush in like fools and Love Crumbles.............
You will need
1) 1 Stubborn Soulmate
2) 1 Love Rock
3) 1 Fool willing to surrender

Southern Comfort Beds

the goslings have shed ochre puffs
                 which are no longer in vogue,
           they're wobbling toddlers now
    too big for the snappers' jaw
           they cannot fly at all- as of yet
                  but come fall they'll knead icy skies
                       into warm southern comfort beds

Waves - Max

waves cycle around
ebbing turquoise seas
ripples do tease

waves swim fathoms deep
returning to navy blue seas
smiles of pearly foam

surf currents of waves
navy blue road flows
salty drinks on deck

waves oxygenate seas
whales dolphins sharks snappers
ride wave vehicles

waves do break
upon many shore lands
seen crabs clams

waves flow and roll
white pearls teeth foamy tops
smiles back at me

water waves wind
wheeling whirlpool whirls
wreckage washed-up

Natural Nature Haiku Chain

rainbow circle sky
blues greens yellows orange
a dew prism light

rose redolence
lily scent countryside dew
springtime perfume cue

fireflies in flight
bioluminescence bright
a seasonal light

bug process honey
pollen flyers yearn nectar 
flowers turned sweet fruits

bees labor party
pears peaches pineapples
flower foods eaten

aquarium seas
whales snappers sharks dolphins 
ride wave vehicles

sky ring of fire
huge star blocked by a pea
moon eclipse sun

winged ballerina
arthropod in flight
orange wings has eyes

orchids pink blooms
valley violets shades blue
geraniums soothe

Grandma At the Track

GRANDMA AT THE TRACK

foolishly
i threw the rock
and appeared
to hopscotch 
until the ill of my ankle
violently mocked

i chalk it all up
to forget me nots

my mind over knees
ignores
the rusty gears 
as my wrinkled hand
avoids resistance 
hovering a half inch
above the bannister -
safe.

now i watch youngsters skate.
those whipper snappers
with the gait of a purebred horse.

i huddle with my overloaded purse
carrying 3 cell phones and mine,
a roll of ticket winnings,
leftover candy,

then i
chase my four-year old grandson
‘round the outskirts
as he weaves between strangers
taking my heart with him.

mind you,
the thoroughbreds
are resting soundly
on the bench.

4/25/2019

The Crumbsnatcher

Ebony BB’s
Long pointy nose
In the dark moonless night
The Crumbsnatcher froze

Forever alert
No lack of threats
In search of a meal 
Uncertain the next

A sense of a sound
From near, maybe far
Don’t move a muscle
Stay right where you are

Waiting and watching
Silent and careful
Don’t be impatient
Mistakes can be fatal

Neglect the cat
Your life will be over
They’re fast with the claw
Worry not about Rover

The Snappers are tricky
They tempt you with cheese
You may think you’re quicker
Take a chance, if you please

Wiser to skip it
Eat that old moldy wafer
Not the best dinner
But infinitely safer

In need of some water
Too long you’re in drought
Stay away from the sink
You’d never climb out

Now run for the shadows
Great urgency take
If memory’s true
It’s the stink of a snake

What was that now
A sound close to silence
Could be the Owl’s wings
Carrying violence

Huddle yourself tight
The night is soon done
Then return to the nest
Another day won

A Crumbsnatcher needs
Life’s skills be refined
‘Cause unlike that cat
He doesn’t have nine

Titillating Twenties

Flirting flappers
Whipper snappers

Prohibitions
Big restrictions

Legs are showing
pearls are Swirling

Charleston’s harking
Lovers sparking

Dancing Lindy
With Miss Mindy

Jitterbugging
Afterwards hugging

Raccoon coats
Rowing boats

Bathtub gin
Fun never ends.

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