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The Salsa Dancer

Dipped to the beat of the music
She brings flavor and spice to the floor
She glitters and drips with excitement
She shines with the glow of amor

Her hips match the beat of the rhythm
Her feet keep the count of the band
Everyone stands back and watches
At the moves between her and her man

She smiles with every twirl
She WOWS with the shake of her hips
She winks as she throws back her head
She blows a kiss from her lips

She's ultimate sexy and sultry
The epitomy of dancing devine
Every man watches and wishes
DAMN!! I wish she was mine.


Rockman   :-)

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Two Little Boxes Part 1

Mary spent her final days
Inside a nursing home
Tended to by well trained staff
But still so all alone

They gave her everything of need
Bathed and fed and groomed
Exercise and social time
A clean and friendly room

But everybody knew that she
Was lacking something more
A special friend or family face
To show up at the door

Mary never cried a tear
A smile graced her face
Those that worked around her knew 
This shouldn't be her place

She should have someone at home
To give that special care
To hold her when the pain of age
Became too much to bear

They loved her and they cared for her
As much as strangers can
Doing everything they could
To lend a helping hand

But Mary soon began to fall
Her life was in decline
Her smile slowly faded
And her eyes refused to shine

She passed away one evening
In the comfort of her bed
As nurses stood around her
And they stroked her silver head

They went to call the family
But no number could they find
No-one there to take the call
For someone left behind

Sadness fell about the place
A CNA was called
To go in and remove the things
Around her bed and walls

But there was nothing there to find
Among her issued things
Just two little boxes
Tied with ribbons and some strings

She brought them out and set them down
And all had gathered round
Should they look inside to see
What memories would be found

The charge nurse said, "There's no response
To any call we've made.
No-one cares if she is gone
Or where her body's laid."

Silence gripped the staff on hand
They tried to hide their tears
They looked upon her sum of life
Two tiny boxes here

Someone said, "Let's look inside
To see what she's amassed
We should know what she has had
If anybody asks."

They looked around in silent nod
Agreement had been made
They chose the smallest of the two
And contents were displayed


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Copyright © Rockman Pritts | Year Posted 2011

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Lovers Moon

When blue sky has drawn its veil
That's when passions will prevail
Within the dark of nights closed eyes
Entangled lovers sweat and writhe

A fervent lust. A human need.
A chance to plant the given seed
It starts with just a gentle touch
As light recedes the sky at dusk

Then when the moon and stars arise
A hand is moved from breast to thighs
The roundness of the orb at night
Calls for lovers to delight

Engage in love. Engage in sin
Engage in feelings from within
A chance to touch another soul
Is what brings humans to their whole

Feel the softness of the skin
Two lips pressed against the chin
A moan escapes. A breath is drawn
As nipple is encroached upon

Grasping flesh and tasting love
The constellations stir above
Unclothed bodies in the night
Begin to consummate their plight

A presentation then is made
And well accepted, unafraid
The movement satiates the lust
As joy is drawn from every thrust

Fingers grasp and arms embrace
Contortions dominate the face
Muscles spasm, spASM, SPASM
Oh the joy of such orgasm

Now there's nothing but a bright
Ever glowing, loving light
Embracing them within that glow
As lovers movements start to slow

Electric feelings then subside
Like ending to a coaster ride
And as the dawn begins to creep
It chases lovers to their sleep
Leaving them to relish in
The echoed sound of pleasures din



Rockman  :-)


If you enjoyed this one, also read "Sweet Love".

Copyright © Rockman Pritts | Year Posted 2011

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Hillbilly Frankenstein

She asked him, "Why are you drinking
Before it's 9 am"?
He told her not to worry
She said, "Damn! You're drunk again".

She said that she was tired
Of him sleeping on the couch
She told him forty seven ways
He acted like a slouch

"Get up and fix the plumbing
Go outside and mow the lawn
Close your mouth you stupid ass
Don't let me see you yawn".

"Comb your hair and shave your beard
Look more like a man".
He rubbed his face and shook his head
And said, "How's that again"?

She stomped her feet in fury
As her fist shook back and forth
"I'm going back to mommas
If you don't get up and work".

So he staggered to his feet
And grabbed his britches by the waist
He pulled them up and stumbled off
To find a quiet place

He said that he was going
To the store to by some bread
But never made it further
Than his broke down pick-up bed

Thirty minutes later
He was wakened from his sleep
She took the backyard garden hose
And sprayed him head to feet

He jumped and ran to save himself
And find some place to hide
He heard her cackling like a hen
As she went back inside

He hid behind the bushes
Till he thought the coast was clear
He had to find a way inside
To get another beer

He crept up to the screen door
Looking in to take a peek
He slowly pulled it open
So as not to make it squeak

He slipped inside and closed it
Then he tiptoed 'cross the floor
Quietly he reached out
For refrigerator door

But something caught his eye
And he looked over toward the sink
That dadgum woman took his beer
And poured out all his drink

His head was bent in sorrow 
At the tragedy he saw
A dozen soldiers down in flames
And bound by Sundays law

There was nothing left to do
But go and take his seat
Beside his wife of twenty years
Who made his life complete

He loved her 'cause she loved him
It was paradise in hell
He whispered that into her ear
And she said, "Damn you smell".

"Get off me with your drunken breath
Go sit over there".
And so he went and slouched down in
His worn out easy chair

Quietly they watch tv
Into the dark of night
Then went to bed with word unsaid
And turned out all the lights


The end


Rockman  :-)

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A Quivering Heart

A quivering heart beats deep in my chest
I have a soul that will not rest
Until I save my damsel distressed
From the life that holds her repressed

Her love is shadowed with sorrow and pain
Her flower of life is feeling so drained
Her petals are dripping like tears in the rain
And her stem is bending from strain

I want to be the light of her day
The soft, gentle breeze that makes her sway
And pushes the clouds of her worries away
I want her to hear what I say

I want to stroke her soft, silky hair
And wipe away her deepened despair
To shine above her through unclouded air
And help her to know that I care

Rockman  :-)

Copyright © Rockman Pritts | Year Posted 2013



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Set Sail

Set adrift on hapless tides
Away from distant shore
Aloft in time and lost in rhyme
There's nothing less than more

The winds that blow and fill my sails
Are but a memory
They whisper words as they propel
My ship across the sea

I ride the waves, both up and down
I chart the moon and stars
I write my rhymes in maritime
Of journeys near and far

A castaway on rays of sun
I sail the lighted stream
Shores of gold and topaz skies
This thought is but a dream

With that in mind I soar and climb
Beyond celestial bonds
I pitch my tent on banks of prose
And fish the verbal ponds

I seek to find the gentle words
That put my mind at ease
I navigate and contemplate
Upon cerebral seas

My poems are like islands
They're a stop along the way
Tomorrow I can look back on
The things I thought today

I'll soon reach port and then debark
With feet on solid ground
And share with everyone I know
These thoughts I found profound


Rockman

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My Purpose In Life

I've been out there climbing mountains
Fighting demons and swimming waves
I've been working for the freedom
From the life that makes us slaves

I've been wishing on a star
That other planets call a sun
Chasing fading rainbows
While trying not to run

I'd like to keep myself in check
And master every turn
I want to know that all I have
Is everything I've earned

I want the joy of knowing how
And knowing when and where
I want to know the peacefulness
Of lifes eternal chair

To sit upon a cloud of joy
And watch the time go by
I'd marvel at the colors of
A blazing sunset sky

My ears would hear the splendid tune
Of angels as they sing
My heart would feel the sweet release
Their joyful voices bring

I'd close my eyes to drift away
Upon an endless flight
And bathe myself within the glow
Of loves eternal light

All of this is what I dream
While carving out my days
In hopes that all I've ever lived
Will never fade away


Rockman

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The Depature

I lay here lost inside my mind
Trapped within my shell
Hearing all the world around
Can't talk or even yell

My wife tells me she loves me
She strokes me with her hand
I feel her tears roll down my cheek
She tries to understand

My mother and my father both
Stand beside my bed
Sorrow fills their mind and heart
And makes them bow their head

Immobilized, I'm set adrift
Upon a sea of dreams
Connected by a slew of wires
Attached to some machines

If only I could blink an eye
To show that I'm alive
Or squeeze a hand that's holding mine
In hopes that I'll survive

I'm reaching out. I'm trying to shout
But muscles won't obey
I lay here like the bed I'm in
As moments drift away

Somewhere in the darkness
I can hear the spoken words
"Come my son. It's time to go
We'll soar just like the birds"

But how can I just fly away
And leave my life behind
There's so much more I need to do
So much I need to find

My soul is in a quandry
With turmoil in my brain
Inferno rages through me
Like a plague I can't explain

Suddenly I hear the words
Like powder in the mist
"I think that we should let him go
You know we've done our best"

A plug is pulled. A flash of light
Then everything is clear
I'm standing in the room among
The people I endear

They all gather round me now
In silence and in prayer
I look upon their sorrow
And I see how much they care

I wish that I could hug them
With a loving warm embrace
And use my thumb to wipe the tears
From each and every face

But that will never, ever be
Until their time has come
And we can stand together
In the glory of the sun

Rockman  :-)

Copyright © Rockman Pritts | Year Posted 2013

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Wolf Story

I walk the roads of countryside
To get back home at night
I keep my feet on well worn path
The full moon is my light

I move along with hurried pace
My heart beats like a drum
A fear inside is pushing me
I feel like I must run

I've heard from people in the town
That something's on the prowl
I tell myself it isn't true
But then I hear it howl

I stop in frozen silence
As I listen all around
At snapping twigs and rustling leaves
And horrifying sounds

It's as if it's chasing me
And wants to see me dead
It fills my mind with terror
And it fills my heart with dread

A darkened cloud consumes the moon
I lose my sight of way
Oh dear Lord I wish I had
The precious light of day

I stumble round and falter
Then I drop down to my knees
I fold my hands and bow my head
And pray that it's not me

Don't let me be the next one
That the tavern folks will tell
Got torn apart while it was dark
And they were drinking ale

I find my feet and run again
With moonbeams back in view
But something follows close behind
I fear what it will do

I fall again. I rise again
My back's against a tree
I look around from side to side
And that's when it finds me

Our eyes are locked together
As predator and prey
Will this be the final hour
That ends my final day?

Its canine teeth are glowing
In the brilliant full moonlight
I close my eyes and wait to feel
The wrath of its first bite

My heart is beating loudly
I can hear it in my ears
I pray for God to save me
From this terror that I fear

With my arms behind me
Wrapped around this trees embrace
I feel the wolf approach me
And its hot breath on my face

I sense the wetness of its nose
Pressed against my own
It sniffs and snorts and hesitates
I wonder what is wrong

My left eye slowly opens
And I see its hungry glare
I open up the other
And I meet it stare to stare

The next thing I remember
I awakened in the woods
Laying by the very tree
Where earlier I stood

I stagger to my feet
And try to shake my foggy head
I rub my eyes and wonder
Why it is that I'm not dead

I do my best to recollect
Events of hours past
How did I escape unharmed
With no more than a scratch?

I make my way through wooded glade
And find the traveled trail
I don't know how I did it
But I used my sense of smell

I finally make it  to my home
As dawn is on the rise
I shed my clothes and fall to bed
Then close my wolfen eyes

Rockman   :-)

Copyright © Rockman Pritts | Year Posted 2011

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Raising Teens and Pre-Teens

A tempest rages deep within
A storm brews in my soul
Outside conflict seeping in
And stirring in my bowl

So many things that I expect
And never seem to gain
I try to stand back and reflect
But I'm clouded by the pain

A simple task that I request
Be done when I get home
Is crumpled up and trampled on
Then tossed before my throne

To me it's like a mockery
I'm talking to the wall
Why is it so hard to do
The things I ask you all

An hour a day is all you need
To get these things in line
An hour a day then you can play
And everything is fine

Cold and tired, I come home late
And not a thing has moved
No-one raised a finger here
To see if I'd approve

Why is it so much to ask
For help along the way
I know that all inside this house
Can hear the words I say

When e're I leave before the dawn
To toil in the sun
I hope that this might be the day
When all the chores are done

Maybe just an hour more
Is all the time they need
I give it then I come back home
To find they paid no heed

A tempest rages deep within
The confines of my soul
Thank God I have the poetry
To keep me in control


Rockman


Even though those days have passed, I still find that writing is the best way to vent 
feelings.

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