Star lit skies down seventh ave.
you and I on the Centro cobblestones
dancing for the trolly strolling about
Ybor city cigars stained the air while
Columbian porcelan floors calls me
to perform merlot sends signals
down my spine this night is alive
simply waiting for daylight to arrive
Categories:
trolly, city, romance, wine,
Form: Dramatic Verse
We went to Aunty Sue’s for tea
my cousin wants to play with me
So I have to play with Cousin Jean
we wash doll clothes till they are clean
then dress the doll and comb her hair
but Cousin Jean is not aware
I HATE DOLLS
They look like trolls
with rubber lips and a creepy smile
I think Jean’s dolls are simply vile
blue googly eyes, pink plastic thighs
playing with dolls I just despise
I much prefer teddies with fur
but I concur I must play with her
because Jean’s tiny, she’s only three
and I am eight, but dolls I HATE!
10/24/21
Categories:
trolly, angst, childhood, humorous,
Form: Rhyme
In latent halls, where memories dwell
Mist gathers on a shunted trolly
Abandoned wreckage
A decaying track runs forever
From shrouded heights
Fall unnamed questions
A bell’s toll fades
Resting only on the lines end
Indeed, only the end
Categories:
trolly, dark, gothic, life,
Form: Free verse
Old Charleston Charlie is sick of waiting
For all of the haters to stop hating
So is his friend Savannah Sue
She’s fed up with all of the poo
Birmingham Bob recalling Bull’s dogs
And how that history changed in the log
Atlanta Alice while cleaning her palace
Decided it was time to drink from a new chalice
Ollie from Raleigh while riding the trolly
Had this epiphany, his choices had brought folly
Suffering in the malaise of old slipping Jimmy
Breach of their trust, by young slick Willie
A failure of go, lasting legacy of the big O
Their dreams washing away in the sea of rhetoric
So little hope, yet so much changed
So much was lost, for so little gain
Washington crushing the folks on Main
Now is their time for thinking anew
Perhaps they may change your point of view
Categories:
trolly, abuse, addiction, betrayal, change,
Form: Rhyme
Well, today has been very jolly,
I have written some poems, golly!
Pity they don't all earn me some lolly
No worries I've got a big trolly
it should have been a big lorry
The times I've had to say sorry
Publishers, it is their fault their folly
Some as prickly as freshLY cut holly!
Now I know you think I'm a wally
But HEY, I have just sold me trolly
And I' m off on a lifetime holli
Oh, if only, to my wife, I'm so sorry!
Shuuuush! I'm out here me only
Categories:
trolly, humor,
Form: Monorhyme
Have you seen the cardboard man,
with feet without no shoes.
walking with a shoppin trolly of things he cannot lose.
Belitteling himself for all to see,
a proud man once with family.
walking in the road to pick up a butt,
kids laugh at the man whos outa luck.
Have you seen the cardboard man
allways with a smile.
dirty hands,dirty clothes not eaten for a while.
Desperate men do desperate things,
and some commit unspeakable things.
some can cope and carry on,
some worlds collapse when things go wrong.
Have you seen the cardboard man,
he allways stinks of booze.
wishing life would go away hes nothing left to lose.
Sinking into the dead of night,
to avoid the crowds that want to fight.
we say no to the begger who relunctently asks,
but do we ever consider his past.
I have seen the cardboard man,
allways with the smile,
i have seen the cardboard man cos it was me for a while
Categories:
trolly, life,
Form: Ballad
The Soup kitchen's queue are in line .
The economy , banjaxed and dyin' .
When Lehmans went bust
The bankers just cussed
So now , " Buddy who can spare a dime " ?.
I called up my banker , by chance .
With an invite to the " Poor Peoples " dance .
He came dressed in rags
With two plastic bags
And the ass missing , from his old pants .
No Ferraris or Mercs to be seen .
For between us , we hadn't a bean .
The soup it was cold
And the bread , it had mould
And Seamus the Chef , was a " Queen " .
The dessert trolly started to shake .
Baked Alaskas were fried like a steak .
Amid all the wailin'
In strolled Sarah Palin
" Vote me in and I'll give you a break " .
I awoke in a lather of sweat
At the characters I had just met .
With a sad sorry weep
I went straight to sleep.
"Snore it off , Seán , that's as good as 'twill get .
Perspired by Carolyn's , Limerick contest ....
Categories:
trolly, funny
Form: Limerick