A Kraken with a straw hat cracking jokes and slapping racist white folks. I get my Xbox gauntlet to fight jellyfish ghosts with my friend a talking duck in a Tonka truck. I am asking as be where the axe be "hey taxi". drive me to the bouncy house as I wear my wedding blouse that I got from my inflatable house.
Categories:
tonka, crazy, dream, fantasy,
Form: Free verse
Memories of those childhood days
Laughing in the most silly ways
Playing tag and climbing trees
For hours and hours in Summer's breeze
Building snowmen in the Winter
Having Mom remove a splinter
Falling down and getting bruises
Coming up with lame excuses
Squirting Dad with garden hoses
Chicken pox and runny noses
At Carnivals and County Fairs
Riding bikes and flat tire repairs
Chasing the little girl next door
Rolling Hot Wheels on the floor
Making roads with Tonka trucks
Coke bottles sold made extra bucks
Buying double scoop ice cream cones
Catching frogs and skipping stones
Winning games of hide and seek
On Christmas Eve to sneak a peek
Springtime in brand new sandals
Blowing out your birthday candles
Making wishes before you do
Too much cake when you're through
Friendships that would never sever
Each day seemed to last forever
Those childhood memories from the past
Amazing time went by so fast
Categories:
tonka, childhood,
Form: Rhyme
I was walking through the city streets
When I passed a foursome gang
Who were playing with a Tonka truck
And an old raggedy doll that sang
She sang about her unhappiness
Because her reddened eyes were crossed
And she sang about her loneliness
Because the raggedy dolls been lost
The foursome tried to cheer her up
By dressing her up all in pink
Then when they tried to dry her lashes
Her eyes began to blink
The gang of four were children, you see
All about the age of five
They thought that if they fixed her up
That she might come alive
The only little girl in the bunch
Well, she knew just what to do
She cleaned her up and painted her nails
So that she looked pretty and new
The doll now sang of happiness
Because she felt all fit and sound
And she sang of not being lonely no more
Now that finally she's been found
Categories:
tonka, children, happiness, loneliness,
Form: Rhyme
This poem was written on May 3, 2022,
When I heard the alerts for the next few days.
From 4-6 May 2022, 8-10 Tornadoes,
Hit Oklahoma, Texas and Kansas.
There's the siren that sounds,
That sends fear thru our veins and,
Has us running to hide and cover.
We watch the skies and listen to the TV,
For these falling funnel clouds,
That throw massive buildings and cars,
Like they're tonka trucks and Lego's.
They can level a town like Moore, Oklahoma.
Once in 1999,
Then again in 2013,
Both F-5's , being the most violent.
Yes Oklahoma is Tornado Alley,
But it's no joke.
We don't sit in our front yard,
Waiting for tornadoes,
If we did they would end of life.
We protect life and limb because,
These monsters are unpredictable and evil.
The only thing you wanna do is,
Run, cover and hide and pray,
You make it thru the night.
Categories:
tonka, anxiety, death, environment, heartbroken,
Form: Free verse
We're nearing the end of another year
But this one feels different than before
As we mourn our heroines and hero's
Hearts of family and friends are sore
There's Eddy, Pete and Peter Green
They're guitarists in their own way
Lost to the Great Gig in the Sky
Amidst those twenty twenty days
Barbara Martin, Reddy and Tonka
Whom have played to many a crowd
Caressing our ears with their talents
Whether guitaring, or voiced out-loud
Heavens Gate where the Gig is staged
Where Neal and Lee continue their beats
Enjoy life until you're here, engaged!
It's where everyone will have a seat
Categories:
tonka, deep, giving, guitar, heaven,
Form: Rhyme
my momma chased me around the house to comb my tattered hair
and that pink frilly dress she could never get me to wear ,
cut I'd rather be out with the boyz in the mud and muck
crawling on my hands and knees to push my Tonka truck
Categories:
tonka, childhood, youth,
Form: Rhyme
What I Have Seen
Chubby fingers, chubby toes;
Clear blue eyes and turned up nose.
Everything's so bright and new,
Little Baby I love you.
Hop scotch, Barbies, long brown curls,
We thank you God for little girls.
Baseball diamonds, lots of toys;
Tonka trucks for little boys.
School days, Proms, and lots of friends.
Soon the boys are full grown men.
Girls go shopping, Brides Boutique.
Because of promises we keep.
Life rolls on an unending line;
Quickly toll the bells of time.
The Soldier who must find his way;
Was just a baby Yesterday.
I've watched it roll as here I roam.
On my peculiar Journey home.
Somehow it all fits in God's plan;
This is our life, the lot of man.
Categories:
tonka, age, birth, boy, child,
Form: Couplet
The President's daughter, Ivanka,
Designed the steel bra Vielen danke
But Trump can not cope
With what he can't grope
So he slapped a tariff on Tonka!
Categories:
tonka, business, conflict, corruption, father
Form: Limerick
(to be read out loud)
I'll eat the nibble naggle nooky nickel
nipple nappy mum mum mum
I'll chew your gooble gobble giggle gaggle
gimpy grampa's gum gum gum.
I'll call the wimpy wappy wiggle waggle
wacky wobble wum wum wum
I'll drink the wiggin' wimple whoopy whacker
wookie worker's rum rum rum.
Woo wow wee wah
Geegaw mee mah
Hee haw hoo har hey hey hey.
Mao moo mud muck
Wigwam poobah
Mad mook mick mack yay yay yay.
I'll have a murky muddle maple maggot
monkey marbles chum chum chum
I raised a ticky tacky tinky tonka
tailor's tiny thumb thumb thumb.
I'm really punky pickled pooka puckers
pitter patter dumb dumb dumb
I hear my diggle daggle doggy dingle
diddle daddled hum hum hum.
Categories:
tonka, humor, imagination, nonsense, silly,
Form: Rhyme
Busted crayons on the sidewalk
Sun has melted them into a blob
Rusted Tonka trucks in the backyard
Headless Barbie dolls
Mostly plastic and metal appilratice
Empty mason jars
Sticky fingers ate up the peach cobbler
Just think this all started with broken melted crayons
2/7/18
by James Edward Lee Sr
Categories:
tonka, anxiety, introspection, parody,
Form: Free verse
Dear Santa I'm older But still believe in you At least I believe in The things you try to do
Maybe I can't ask for A Tonka or a train
But if you'd bring one of them You know I won't complain
But what I really wish for Is a special present Love that can't be "returned" Once it has been sent.
Everybody needs a little And some need a lot
But if you get a tiny bit You still know what you got.
So Santa, drop a little Under each Christmas tree Then, all will get a present From what it's 'posed to be.
And if there is no tree For the alone, and poor When you get to their place, Just drop a little more.
12/15/2017
Categories:
tonka, adventure, africa,
Form: Sonnet
A Straight Guy in a Gay Tie
Some Men want to be Girlies,
Some Girls want to be Boys,
Some Guys like to play Barbie’s,
Some Ladies like Tonka Toys.
Genes get a bit muddled up,
It happens, It’s all in the brew.
Genetic codes keep us guessing,
When one is created by two.
Now, I like to think I’m a Man’s Man,
My Wife is all Woman, not a Guy.
An easy-going chap with no hang ups,
A Straight Man who wears a Gay Tie.
Categories:
tonka, boy, for her, for
Form: Rhyme
Baby, You're not mine
I'm not giving you the time
I'm too busy
writing my lines
in sweetness sublime
Baby, Get away
I don't want to play
With
Your sandbox of toys
Your mommy took away
I'll drive my Tonka truck
All over your face
To release you games
Don't you cry
at me in shame
I'll make you eat dirt
written
all over your face
Don't even think of
playing emotional trains
You'll get a reward
when my Tonka is floored
You will think twice
before I play nice
Damn,
Your not my type
I think of you
like lice
Scratching my head
with evil intent
Just go away
I don't want to play
I have my own toys
Being a tomboy
My Tonkas are rockin
yours, are sweet nothing
Let's give them away
and play another day
Categories:
tonka, character, child, imagery, loneliness,
Form: Free verse
I’d made a tower, a wooden block tower that reached toward the sky
And on the roof stood my superman toy, I believed he wanted to fly.
He stood beside a Tonka truck that was parked safely in a truck stop.
It was an amazing build this tower of mine where all was on the roof top.
It was big, strong, the foundations were solid, it had a good grip on the ground,
And the architecture was a quaint design, and the engineering was oddly sound.
But then my young sister, let’s call her Godzilla, walked into the city of creation,
And with a whoosh of her hands she wiped it out leaving utter complete devastation.
Superman flew across the room, landing in the fish tank, quickly sinking into the pond.
The Tonka truck landed on our pet dog, who flew through the door, outside and beyond.
So I stood up, being the Giant of Good, and challenged Godzilla to a duel in our fable.
But then we stopped, had to leave the scene, mum called out, food was on the table.
I will return to this scene and rebuild my tower, make it bigger, better, robust.
And when Godzilla comes in I’ll give her a job, to cover it in her magical fairy dust.
Categories:
tonka, imagery, imagination,
Form: Couplet
Going ‘round about, up and down,
Always crawling out of bounds,
Big brown eyes, tiny pink feet,
Great big smiles, without any teeth.
Giggles and grins rule his day,
Play with me mommy his face seems to say.
My joy, my dreams; bouncing on my knee,
I thank the Lord daily for His gift to me.
A gift so small, so precious and sweet,
A son of my own to raise and to teach.
Crawling at five, walking at nine,
Each month flies by, as does the time.
Learning quickly, he passes my expectations,
I am soon exhausted; he is my recreation.
Kindergarten and middle school, they fly by too fast,
Legos and Tonka trucks become toys of his past.
Taller than me now and soon on his own way,
Video games and computers are his choices for the day.
I realize soon he will depart; fond memories
and sadness fill my heart,
Dreams of his own lead him on his way.
Keep him safe Lord. Daily I pray.
Categories:
tonka, change, child, christian, mother
Form: Free verse
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