Water Work Poems

My friends said C’mon let’s go, let’s head on down to Mexico.’
We’ll drink up all their tequila and we’ll snort up all their blow.
My friends...

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Oranges, oranges, oranges galore!
Rinse, and quarter, then stack some more! :D...

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Was it worth all the sleepless nights?
Days spent hunched over a computer
All to earn the right to hunch over a computer
But for wages that'd make...

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I didn't know what to do when I left school,
But I thought I would become a plumber, wouldn't that be cool.

Most of the work is...

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She's thirty-three, single,
her Mom babysits her
five year old son.
She reassures herself it's
just two more hours,
then it's the blessed weekend.
Which means delicious sleep.
She has no nest...

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Quote By Poet "Time is a funny thing. It is here, it is gone.
Never to be found again." 

As l get older,
I find the same...

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I was an inscrutable, capricious mystery writer, like a pure mystery of days;
And I had composed best selling novels, like westering sun's scarlet phase.

An unparalleled...

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I am now up and half asleep, 
quiet I must not make a peep, 
others are still sleeping like sheep, 
need to get dressed and...

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As a child, 
I loved to watch Grandpa build. 
His basement workshop, 
was filled with tools. 
Tools hanging on every wall, 
wood neatly stacked in...

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Outside my office window, is a field with a canal running through it,
Today people have turned up with diggers and dumper trucks and are digging...

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I got me a second job last week,
now my mind is all filled with rage.
Cause when I opened up my paycheck,
they'd took half my minimum...

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Awesome revival am I of divine light
Working possibly through miraculous might
Midst Spirit, water and fire’s partnership-delight
Toward life-building flight against failures’ blight.

With the Spirit of God,...

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Thirsty for a drink of water, she sits down
on a tree-stump and rests for a while.
A peaceful day of recent dreamy memories,
thoughts that wandered away,...

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At a truck stop diner outside Atlanta:
His face expressionless
His mouth   mutely slack
He sat at his small table  watching her
  as she...

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There’s an old canal close by where I live,
and an empty lock made of stones massive,
traipsing around there, the place can amaze
just seeing how the...

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