his life was short lived
no one guessed his secret ways
cocaine the culprit
My bathroom isn’t big enough
For boxes filled with files,
Though someone’s bathroom we all know
Has cartons stacked in piles.
The government’s top secrets
Share a space, perhaps, with Charmin,
Or Renuzit, Dove or Lysol,
All incredibly alarmin.’
For the guests at Mar-a-Largo,
If a bathroom they were needing,
We must hope they didn’t poke around
In search of some light reading.
I was
i am
i Will be
past present Future
everything on me...
I notice I'm not yet
the reason for all this...
I have a secret
am busting to tell,
Wish to share you the news
like a bombshell.
Should scream it out loud
the latest report,
Bouncing, announcing
notable talk.
I have a message
a statement of fact
So want to tell you and
tell you all that.
Though here I do come
obviously frequent,
If I told you the news-
it won't be secret !
Top-secret meeting
Attendees remove their masks
~ Who invited them?
The redwoods’ fairy ring, wall in a family secret
Only, not all roots dig as deep…
Parched, some shrivel, loosening the circlet
Shush….the tallest ones whisper steep
Elegance alas, the needy ones, have lost…
Chafed, bitter barks scatter cones they can’t keep
Raging fires sear heartwood of dearest cost
Enduring burns gape trunk-wide scars…
The remnant wall shrinks tauter, visible as vapored frost
(10/2/20: '87 Tiara 3600 Convertible; DMS)
Sometimes I try to figure out
what is going unsaid
But sometimes with the troubles I have
they are better left unsaid
Should I just give a card
and leave well enough alone
or throw caution into the wind
and break my silent growns
You indeed have found my full attention
and with it comes good intentions
But in all fairness I must first mintion
That a darkness is held over my commision
And what is my commision?
The pursuit of one who showed
a little intrest in me
A friendly conversation
a smile just ment for me
To think of you
I have new hopes
Day and night
You fill my dreams
But I have to face reality
About the illusive scene
And if my eyes deceived me
Then I beg you please forgive
Burn this note with all my pursuits
find my flatterings of so little use
Please treat me with as little abuse
As one who loved with little excuse
(Repost)
My tactics in the battle of the bulge
The secret I hasten to divulge
To neither women or man
But I’ve decided I can
The secret wasn’t to over indulge
By Robb A. Kopp
All Rights Reserved © MMX
'for your eyes only'
Sometimes I try to figure out
what is going unsaid
But sometimes with the troubles I have
they are better left unsaid
Should I just give a card
and leave well enough alone
or throw caution into the wind
and break my silent growns
You indeed have found my full attention
and with it comes good intentions
but in all fairness I must first mention
That a darkness is held over my commission
And what is my commission ?
The pursuit of one who showed
a little intrest in me
But if my eye's decieve me
I beg that you forgive me
Burn this note with all my pursuits
find my flatterings of little use
Please treat me with as little abuse
as one who loved with little excuse
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