Dodging one here, dodging one there,
Riding along without a care.
Three in a row, which way do I go,
I close my eyes and curse the so and so.
Oh! what a bang, the old van shook,
But at least it is still going and not in a ruck.
What is that noise? that cannot be right,
I, giving a gasp of utter fright.
Must stop, foot pedal goes straight to the floor,
And the hand brake does not belong to the van anymore.
Coast to a stop, must pull onto the verge,
The engine roars but no longer gives the van any urge.
Beneath the van the axle is in two,
With the stout half shaft plainly in view.
Side to side the rear wheel wobbles,
Not what I expected for all of my troubles.
Beware of those holes, the pot holes I mean,
Especially those that cannot be seen.
Old NED has finally been brought to a stop,
Everything seems to be going to pot.
At least I escaped the indignity,
Of watching that wheel coming off and overtaking me.
Oh! what utter strife,
It is for sure, ONE HELL OF A LIFE !!!
I played monopoly with my friend, Joe
With his siblings...Jack, Jackie, and Jerro
I have never been beat'n
They all claimed I was cheat'n
When I purchased the space that said "GO"
I played poker and ante'd my blind
Bet money on a good hand- to find
I won a pocket full of cash
Then, I bolted in a flash
When they saw I had five-of-a-kind
From the looks that they had on their faces
When I X'd all the squares in wrong places
When I played Tic-Tac-Toe
I got three In-A-Row
'Cause I X'd all but two of the spaces
TIC
Competitive repetitive compulsive movement sound
Nervously unknown to me I rebound
TACK
Like a ship I sail I change my course the boat's head through the wind
TOE
A digit of the foot just three phalanx bones honed
Gridded nine square I am
A seeker alternating turn complete row
Is it jest or just a game, games
Diagonal
Noughts and crosses
Diagonal horizontal
Lethargic I take the toll
Three in a row
Tic-tac-toe
6/16/21
Written by James Edward Lee Sr ©
Down from the Sierra they rolled.
Daughter asked, Are you kicking
my chair?
On a big couch, I sat,
Felt absolutely nothing.
There were three in a row.
Of low magnitude.
But she felt it hard.
Usually, earthquakes here,
feel or have a rolling motion.
Tonight, not so!
And no, are not a frightening
sensation.
~Rock and Roll Pangie~
5/6/2021
~7~
Aftermath Of The Storm
i was keeping watch
over the loveliness
of my flowers
three in a row
until the imposition
of falling logs
unnecessarily brawn
nature’s jocularity
unbecoming of oak
my diurnal attention
disturbed by ash
yet one ruddy plant
lipstick smeared
a sunshine smile
shoulders steady
my calla lily penetrated
by careless flotsam
Verbena deeply impacted
her flowers have passed
no medics just me
as casualty branches
pile up
and the chainsaw chopper
roars
7/2/2018
In my hands lied a tiny portal
When it awakens I can choose
Which portal I can travel to
There’s the musical portal, filling my ears with adrenaline
There’s the social portal, connecting me to those far away
There’s an education portal, keeping me on task and updated
But most importantly, the gaming portal
In this gaming portal, I get pulled into an unknown world
In this gaming portal, I can control my own fate
In this gaming portal, I can be free
These games are not the regular matching three in a row
Or paying to win a single round
These games are old friends that I can’t play anymore
A game where I can own little dogs and teach them as much as possible
A farming game to pass the time
An adventure game that never fails to capture me
A simulation game where I build a grand city from dust
All these games exist on the store
But none of them come close to these, my homes
One, two, three
T I R
H N O
R W
E A
E
11/24/17
written by James Edward Lee Sr.
Broken Rainbow
I have to go, because my patience is low, I don’t play tic tac, I got three in a row, you won’t understand, that the things that I know, can go on forever, my knowledge is snow. This world is corrupted, corrupted by blow, I’ve been through so much, but have nothing to show, you may ask if its now, but the answer is no, I have a freezer, but nothing to stow. I’m on such a roll, no you can’t stop my flow, I’m as dark as a dove, but as white as a crow, I do want to live; I hope life goes by slow, now no one can fix, my broken rainbow.
They tied that losing record and then went out and won, in a blowout
Can you believe it, they can't even get a record for losing
And then they go on and now have lost three in a row, go figure.
I did take the next day off from work and went downtown though
It wasn't raining, but it certainly wasn't sunny
I tried to eat my lunch at the Rocky statue
But people kept taking my picture every time I tried to take a bit of my sandwich
Then one guy said, "Hey!, move it!
I looked up at the Rock, a pigeon looking back down from atop his head
Gathering my lunch and picking up my umbrella
I reached up and patted Rocky on the knee
Saying, Hey Rock, do you think you can come back for one more fight, just one more
In hearing the tourist saying to his wife,
"maybe he's a crazy homeless man"
I simply looked at him, tipped my Phillies cap and walked away
And as I did this I heard that man say, "ah, the Phillies stink!"
i have to go out, because my patience is low, i dont play tic tac, i got three in a row, you wont understand, that the things that i know, can go on forever, my knowledge is snow. this world is corrupted, corrupted by blow, ive been through so much, but have nothing to show, you may ask if its now, but the answer is no, i have a freezer, but nothing to stow. im on such a roll, no you cant stop my flow, im a white as a dove, but as dark as a crow, i do want to live, i hope life goes by slow, now no one can fix, my broken rainbow.
Another day, three in a row
the rain comes down
She found herself out in it
walking to who knows where
looking for a flower's bloom
hoping to see it there
for so many years it rained
inside of her own mind
love pushed away, and locked
without a key to find
the rain of all the hidden hurt
fell like a thousand tiny drops
as each footstep puddle sounded
as if her heart would stop
each and every drop falls down
into a living well
in broken vessel empty now
rain will someday dwell
Another day, four in a row
the rain comes down
Get over it
is what they say
ivory towers
notwithstanding
Move on your way
in flippant reply
darkness is not a place
for you to abide
Be happy, my dear
you’ve so much here
to love and to do
and all those nice Jewish
boys looking for you
Little puppies, three in a row
to break my heart anew
as my little guy romps
with his daddy doodoo
Who are you to say what my heart
cannot feel?
It is mine.
Not yours.
Rhyme notwithstanding.
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