Wavy teeth make me spank the pastor
Questioning my faith is a major disaster
Look out for me in the darkness screaming
Opened blades cut deeper than fame
Wait for me I sought your light
Moons hid you from my trusted Dog's tonight
juniper king of flawless beats
Untitled your world Kick rocks to free the beast
Madness under stary nights preach the saddness
Laying down hopes to get beamed up like scottyrr
My call sign was shut the fk up patty
room to expand creep up the chimney
spare me some change I will consume your sanity
Gooney toons trace my roots to the loony rooms
guard dog going insane catching flames embracing Odin's name
root for Kings to sing out the silence
wavy good by to the saints of peace have arrived
do you think I called the police?
I invented the pain I bleed for the streets
they called me a rat face the facts I am fatter than that
all the fame riches money hoes and nonesene means nothing but distraction
I plan to freak off the attractions
Under rules to school fools I await your home boys who think they sweet
make the sun go down that's when church is called to meet.
raise hell unforgivables
Make someone smile today
Believe me it's really easy to do
Just smile at someone on the street
And they find it very difficult
Not to smile back without thinking
But is this guy kind of a loony
This is the way society has become
Sadly you appear to be a loony toons
Trust me after a while it will be the norm
Just like in days of yore
Time will soon turn back the old clock
Of pleasant conversation
Do we think it's actually possible
To revert to a more civilized way of life
It will be quite a shock to the system
Everything is strange to begin
In time life will be as it was yesterday
Oh for those simpler times
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Flipped Hourglass
Count, onward we go, pivoting seized dunes,
Tempestuous pilgrimage outstretched phase,
Tick - tock, flops, 'tis a dog's day afternoon's,
O'er perpetual movements like scarred toons,
Lunar ... solar, yond the masque, nowadays,
Count, onward we go, pivoting seized dunes,
Small sand on big sand, tea time, macaroons,
Some glass menagerie extreme breadthways,
Tick - tock, flops, 'tis a dog's day afternoon's,
Fitting bits of earth, pour drain, honeymoons,
Time swings on, crystals encased pair relays,
Count, onward we go, pivoting seized dunes,
Scheherazade misses a night, whole moon's,
Bear flight you hefty load, back in someways,
Tick - tock, flops, 'tis a dog's day afternoon's,
A wonderment, gadget, like boom-box tunes,
Shifts drift collared in this time capsule gaze,
Count, onward we go, pivoting seized dunes,
Tick - tock, flops, 'tis a dog's day afternoon's.
2022 January 28
*1st Place*
Pick-A-Title, Vol 28
~~Edward Ibeh: Judged 2022 February 13
Crystallized red, gold, green nocuous clang
of vertigo, bird-toons tweeting, knees on the rocks,
rolling eyes, coverlet-lids closing, discovered
in fetal position, cocooned in butterfly net.
“Don’t you have to go to work?”
“Have you eaten yet?”
“Shouldn’t you use the bathroom?”
“Your coffee’s gone cold.”
Vortex of colors inside chromatic coma, schmoozing muse -
her elixir mixed with vibrancy, deliciousness, chamomile.
Rippling sounds of waterfalls, crooning creeks, sentient sleep.
Lips murmuring as if in meditation, rambling in fevered state,
alliterative, rhyming, tossing crumbs and cookies, tasting
death and birth - primordial sampling, inordinate linguistics.
Rip Van Winkle at your side. He’s been kryptonized,
espoused likewise - in dreams and nightmares, terrorized
and raptured by a sea of imagery of red, gold and green—
might awaken in twenty years…twenty years that disappear.
9/21/2021
Wile E. Coyote
would wear Acme “floatie”
wings so he could swoop from mountain bluffs,
but always crashed below to silent puffs.
The Road Runner,
like a tail gunner,
would down Wile E. into the deep
valley floor with his trademark “meep meep!”
September 5, 2021
Cleritoons Poetry Contest
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The artist looks at the meadow,
He remembers details when all others…
Forget.
Uniquely transformed…
By the sites, he has seen, forever.
Upon arrival at his home,
The soldier gathers strength.
Supported!
The studio is open,
waiting for the gladiator,
to do battle with canvas…,
New breath to stone,
Images… set free…
Re-born.
Now,
No longer waiting…
Impatient.
Whiteboards, White paper,
Sketches of black and color…
Racism?
Nay,
Expressions of non-compliance
to the ideas of others!
“Art”.
“Off with their heads…”
The queen dou’th call,
I do not like what you draw!
The green is wrong,
All out of place,
The song is loud,
heard clear in space.
The soul behind the vision,
of something, barely seen,
Shared with empty “toons”
from the newest meme.
This is basic and beyond just “beautiful”.
All men should gather, take heed and see.
Remember.
A day without laughter is like a day without Happy Jack
Ya gotta wake up smilin' as your peepers open a crack
For me, it comes natural
I'm looney-toons, holy mackerel
Just practice all day, it'll come easy, you'll soon get the knack
In a bit of a witty mood
Attitude becomes rude and crude
Flipping tables, tearing down stables
Preparing for morning cartoons
Full bowl of cereal unreels my lethal cerebral.
Toons blast till noon then on to serial killing the reaper.
Neither of us has the guts to spill but a collection of skulls to fill my thrill. Direction is lust, thrust, fulfill
Infection, it must, cuss then spill.
Spilt milk all over the floor and it shows
Tinted windows glassed over your souls
Splinted pinholes rashes clovers too cold
Tilted milk pours over watch it loathe
It's said each piece of chocolate shortens life by 2 minutes
By that calculation, I'm dead... died in 1543, don't have any limits
You may think I'm daft
Looney toons in the aft
But statistics don't lie, they just cloud your wickets
Was Bugs Bunny the looniest of Looney Toons
Sure know of another who outloons the loons
Sits in the captain's chair
Jimmy Fallon messed his hair
Gone totally bananas, could be the country's ruin
Trump Stands or Sits
Seems like wherever Trump stands or sits,
All of our economy will turn into total pits,
If seeking toons,
Try some prunes;
Golden showers be prepared for a big blitz.
Jim Horn
It's said each piece of chocolate shortens life by 2 minutes
By that calculation, I'm dead... died in 1543, don't have any limits
You may think I'm daft
Looney toons in the aft
But statistics don't lie, they just cloud your wickets
Somedays I feel like a female
Bugs Bunny,
saying "whats up doc" while
confident and cool,
while other days more like a
girl Daffy Duck,
feeling more like a tongue twisting fool,
while out shopping I feel like
an Elmer Fay Fudd,
almost always on the hunt,
looking and hunting for bargains,
hopefully finding them before anyone else does,
while most times at work while on production,
we have to be like a Speedy Gonzales,
or pretending to be like a Road Runner,
all the while imagine being chased,
by a Wile E. Coyote behind us,
and after all the production running,
we smell similar to a Pepe LePew,
because everyone's armpits,
need to be thoroughly perfumed,
then sometimes when I am driving,
and someone cuts me off,
I feel like a Yosemite Sam,
because even though I'm not short,
I feel short tempered and cross,
and when I'm off on the weekends,
I cannot tell a fib,
I like to overindulge,
and eat like a Porky Pig,
well, there you have it,
guess that all she wrote,
so good-bye for now, and
a bleep, bleep, bleep, bleep
thats all folks!
Dumb it Down
Date: Mon, Jan 11 2016 at 8:06 AM
He Brew he Hebrew the Seed of Jews
Seasoned the Fruits Sinking in the Truth In Peace with Beetlejuice
Shadows of Noobs
I know the Darkness of the Moon
Revenge of the Fallen Strikes a Noon
I'm Looney like Looney toons on Tunes but I ain't a Toon
Twelve Tribes divided
Jacob to Issac
Israelite Hybrids
Zionist
Portraying the lost Children Blinded
Here's an Hieroglyphic
Noah to Ham Son of the Egyptians
Shem The Jews
What do you think of when I say the word “love”
Flowers, blue skies and sunshine
And so when you think of total “commitment”
It's a lifetime of souls intertwined
When you hear the phrase, “cool as a cucumber”
Does a vegetable come to mind
Or a frosty mint julep on a hot summer day
When you leave all your troubles behind
What d'ya think of when hearing the word “gorgeous”
Long legs, nice boobs and derieres
Some slender bodies with flowing blonde hair
The slenderer, the more merrier
How about, “he bit off more than he can chew”
Certainly has sexual overtones
Okay this is bringing out the bad in this fellow
Thinking I may have to postpone
What do you think of when I say the word “charlize”
A most beautiful South African lass
She's got everything a young man could ever ask for
Old guys are even cooking with gas
When you hear the phrase, “not playing with a full deck”
“looney toons” sure comes to mind
Don't like to categorize but with some guys it's obvious
They're beyond being helped I find
© Jack Ellison 2015
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