.
Behind mine rough
I heard what only tough
Could explain
her pretty
calling
"help"
Mine desperate
Tramped
for
my live
for
unlike Lot
i looked back
to find
both her bottom
limbz
from her rest
departed
Categories:
tramped, allegory, grief, heartbroken, horror,
Form: Dramatic Verse
.
deeps
down
drowning
drunk
with all uv their
love
rough
soft touches
kisses
hugz
listen to mine
bluster
az the bubbles
pop
toxic
"beaming eyne
ponderous tresses
hot chocolate with
thick marshmallows
champagne
cherries
excited
trickling flesh
mine lips
theirn digits
Friday nights"
Categories:
tramped, allegory, growing up, memory,
Form: Romanticism
.
i wuz
yup
and she
wuz
chocolate
her tender mitts
twisted
my norph philly
locks
she twisted
my
Categories:
tramped, allegory, analogy, cute love,
Form: Bio
.
it's
okay
you were born
smart
honeyee
"eyyeee
i
i think you're
dads' from
uncle billie's
dad's
mother's daughter
in law
we're okay
uh
huh"
Categories:
tramped, first love, happy birthday,
Form: Burlesque
I have been here, I’ve been there,
over yonder up and down.
Been back home and been long gone,
been nowhere but been around.
I’ve traveled for a far piece,
just a hop, skip and a jump.
I climbed clear up to the top,
hit rock bottom with a thump.
I’ve journeyed and I’ve traversed,
arrived here and went that way.
Headed out, trekked, and jetted,
fixin’ to go there someday.
Went when the Spirit moved me,
only if the creek don’t rise.
I’ll head out your way sometime,
if I make it be surprised.
I’ve voyaged, gadded about,
tramped, stomped, and drifted around.
Been where the sun did not shine,
just the other side of town.
I’ve flown over the rainbow,
the other side of the track.
I’ve crossed against the traffic,
walked away and not looked back.
Always marched to my own drum,
I’ve strolled down the avenue.
Danced, pranced, and pirouetted,
I’ve had nothing left to lose.
Where I’m bound, where I’m going,
don’t ask me ‘cause I can’t tell.
Some say I’m bound for Heaven,
others swear it’s straight to Hell.
Categories:
tramped, poetry,
Form: Rhyme
We stitched our ribbons through your heart
From end to end we threaded
We sewed right to your fingertips
– And every stitch you dreaded
We tramped along your shoulders broad
To weave our little lines –
How nimble were our fingers then
How clever our design!
We jabbed and pierced and buttoned you
We pulled the stitches tight –
For us an act of liberty
For you an act of night
We gaze now on our handiwork
As on a work of art
A wilderness of emerald
Mapped out upon a chart
But, ‘lest we think we’ve mastered you
Once every little while
You raise yourself and startle us
With lightning in your smile!
Categories:
tramped, nature,
Form: Rhyme
.
Rickety
Tottering
Clatter
Mine knees and hips
as hern in slow motion
tramped front
Mine lone
bare
Locked
(grinning)
hern
to
mine
Categories:
tramped, blessing, love,
Form: Free verse
It was Jazba and lots of Chewed Khat
That saw me enter an altercation
With them boys in blue add a rivally
Between service men and Guradians
The sworn rivally the had just crossed
The thin blue line and now twas war
They knew and were ready for it..
An ovepowering sence of wrongdoing
Plus an age old saying.. You Know Roi
You Just an intellect Playing stupid..
I was rushed and bumpend into the Car
The Grand Tiger serged forward as..
Mik On one Tango Sier Do yo read me over
Am out on a plea bargain yet it saddens
That the powers be had to use tramped up
Charges to remand me.. Twas good for...
My training, Team Eagles we always Wanna
Fly high as Silver stars we like to be Just
Roi 1 Alfa did I say they called You.. Stupid..
Them pistol service guys and their.. kengz
Incaceration schemes yet I harbour no hard..
Feelings.. Muses are at the behest of a Smile
What we do best is write.. habouring with intent
An intent to commit a crime isn't one in its esssence
#SilahaButuNaSilahaButuAKa
#FourPlay1One
Categories:
tramped, allusion, humanity, introspection, meaningful,
Form: Blank verse
I left at sixteen slamming the front door,
I returned at seventy-four,
gently pushing against rusted hinges.
I won't say I took a long road.
I'll not wail of the shortness of it.
It was just a road,
one that walked me,
flew me, rode me
tramped over me
took me high as low can go.
I'm not gonna say I am at the end of it,
I am just back
and only now entering
a house once left
suspecting that all storm shelters
were the same.
Categories:
tramped, poetry,
Form: Free verse
.
Down
mine self
Locked within mine duke
tramped on stony earth
Whilst tears from mine comrade
‘Bout mine separated torso’s limb drops
he lifts mine
exhausted me
Categories:
tramped, dedication, extended metaphor, humanity,
Form: Free verse
My Wellie boots are battered
and all frayed at the top,
They cost me fifty bob
in C.D. Ellis’s shop.
They have seem better days
but they still keep water out
and that after all is what
Wellie boots are about.
I bought them on leave
way back in 1962
and with a little care
I reckon they’ll see me through.
We wandered winter nights
over Billy Bulson's crisp cold land?
under country clear skies
a twelve bore close to hand.
They’ve tramped may a mile,
kept me dry in a Lambwaths flood
and fifty years later those
Wellie boots are still good.
I shall wear my battered boots
until my very end,
putting them on my feet is like
communing with an old valued friend.
In my Last Will and Testment I shall
decree they are honourably burned
because that’s the fitting end
those Wellie boots have earned.
They cost me 50 bob
at C.D Ellis’s shop
and they’re now torn and battered
and well frayed at their very top.
Categories:
tramped, memory, nostalgia, remember,
Form: Rhyme
Where Hillbilly Jack
Sent his pregnant wife, Jill,
Was not for a pail of well water.
She tramped up that hill
For some swill from a still,
But returned with a new baby daughter.
Jack wasn't amused
When Jill told him the news,
And he yelled, "Whar'n tarnation's mah likker?"
So she crowned him and drowned him
Where they still haven't found him.
Hillbilly divorces are cheaper and quicker.
Categories:
tramped, humor, nursery rhyme,
Form: Light Verse
This morning’s snowfall dusting
Was a school-day-off surprise
And so exciting watching through
My grandkids’ eager eyes.
So shortly after breakfast
When I went to feed the birds,
“I’m coming with you, Nana,”
Were not unexpected words.
There were snowballs, mini-snowmen
And new paths tramped in the white,
A half an hour's frolic
To my granddaughter’s delight.
My grandson’s choice was waiting
To go out mid-afternoon.
Alas, he should have joined us
At a time more opportune.
For the temps went up and naturally,
It’s melted all away.
I’m glad, at least, one grandchild
Had the chance for snowy play.
Categories:
tramped, granddaughter, grandson, snow,
Form: Rhyme
You get what you need, but not what you don't need,
unless it's an Indian gift from the karmic sky-gypsies.
Maybe you have lots of stuff and it's never enough?
Then the 'told you so' pigmy bobble-heads of Mu
will make it known to you
that they are watching your every distracted move
and taking notes. Let it be known
that the Amazon's chop suey of Chinese phooey
will keep you spinning in circles like a drunk skunk.
The very wealthy stink it up your nose
and call it charity, but they also flush 2 times
just to clear their own much tramped crap.
Categories:
tramped, poetry,
Form: Free verse
in the swamp I tramped alone
surrounded by sweet birdsong
the vivid colorful sky
said the hour was late
Categories:
tramped, beautiful, bird, color, nature,
Form: Dodoitsu
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