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The Deamon Faire
The Deamon Faire
a paroday of a novel
the awful ugly was moving slightly impaired in the fire was slowing it down
it was the deamon faire come to the home
the little child asleep in the hay
the pussy willow cat came to catch the deamon faire
she crept near the crypt
the deamon faire lumbered near the mill
the mill was turning wheel almost captured pussy willows tale
she sounded like a deamon cat all wound upp and upp too bat
indeed the deamon faire looked like a hairy bat in a suit with the tie
the cat pounced at the deamon faire and missed the splash was a wet pussy
willow cat
she hissed the deamon faire sounded just like this
a long burning howl pulled over a wool scarf then turned into a screech
the outreach tried to reach the scene of the crime was an old pond milling and
lumbering and long
overgrown ivy trailing
meandering overblown moss
the author was right up to this point and then she lost her train of thought the
end of the book never tells us exactly what happened to the
The Deamon Faire
ed,note,ed
did you read Faire as FAIR or FAIRY oh what a Happy Birthday Paroday
a real live dead poet charlax poetry poem
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Mermaid Heart
Mermaid on the moon:
come see me soon.
I am fading in the night,
losing my light,
I am torn in two pieces;
one of them is ewe.
Heart,a mermaids heart,
is the only
word---that i have been
able,
softly spoken,
to find---to utilize,
in the water,
where my mermaid swims.
Which one word (heart)
my heart
spoken in love
comes even close
close to the love
written in the
Heart of ewe,
Woman in the foamy waves
swimming near to me,
my love it comes.
It is a heart,
a mermaids heart.
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Proempoem
Proempoem
CharlaXFabels
Beginners Luck
Tatterdemalion
SeventyF
Over 1000 poems and now seventy eye have been searching for a definition of
mye stYle
a rendition if you will of a different simpler time
a fabel maker a story teller not just a robot
You have a unique voice, like natural speaking.
this was given me today at your website
thank you very many fables made in a certain style of accomplishment
the proctor and the related at my home planet were elated and they did not sleep
last nite in anticipation of this antiquation to be delivered by the eye this old
fashioned smith and Wesson oiled typewriter is so old it makes a dot between
each word thank GOD it does not translate to the pages but the missing pieces
of the spacecraft have now been found and tagged. The people of this village
think that eye am just old homeless and so eye can carry on surveillance of the
public eye become a new Jim Dandy very handy with a pen and with a keyboard
flowing thoughts upon the word a document of sponging taking all eye have to
give her she gives something in return she keeps almost every word and turns
the pages in my future book with just a look in my direction and a genuflection
and a big reminisce The Lifer he is so avid of a fan a clear cut game boy game
man he roots for roots and never makes a mental happy statement he is so self
centered the quarter back is sacked and carried off the field and his sarcastic
friend says He died he up and died just to see what the LIFER will now say and
this is what the Lifer says about the dead quarterback. He just can’t do that he
can’t do this to me we have a third quarter coming up the ball is stuck in
centerfield without the quarterback to carry it to third base then we aer ruined he
just can’t do this unto me and while he blubbers while he cries his friend moves
away just out of sight and he the friend is now muttering this thought so dumb
eye did not knoe that my friend JOE was so dang dumb as to confuse the game
of hockey with baseball no its football with a quarterback not hockey what is
wrong with me I’m almost bad as him eye had way too many beers today please
take me to the gym and let me play with tying socks in knots and slamming
locker doors before the next quarter comes and they carry one more quarter back
away. Joe is so dang dumb.
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ELocution
ELocution
Diction ENglish grammer proper nouns predicates verbs learn the way the language
works then grow up to be a poet and throw it all away today to make new words to
make poems bleed to make the rhymes the prose doth need. Shakespeare is an
affluance. He rubbed off some on my purple prose. O God! how wonderful are Thy
works! Thou makest the rotting log to nourish banks of violets, and from the
stagnant pool at Thy word springs forth the lotus that covers all with fragrance and
beauty! Sonnet #3,000,745,001 OH LORDy
OH LORDy, howe wondrous is thy working beauty. Thou doth makest the rott sprout
violets from olden logg on water bank nearest stagnant pool whilst at Thy WORD the
lotus springeth forthwith to cover over all the smelling salts nearest hand to hold in
cuppboard bare the bone for elbert Hubbard gone. Hark the light from yonder glaring
glen forsook the frames the lenses now opaqued. Blind to world of beauty winter
paints a white mistaken ache in me. Amid the bones of whited elephaunt skunks
rome near me to harken when the crow calls daybeak come. Caw the raven quoth.
God forbode a man, that an Englaisman should tell or act a lie, neithor the Son of
GOD my Jesus, that He should feel repentance or compunction [for what his Father
has promised]. Has He sayeth, and shall He not say on? Or has He spoken and shall
He not make it gooder. Oh LORDy. For the reasoneth He stays upon His bethroned
placement is quite evident for iff GOD were to walk the Earth as a mere man in sight
of all this assembled Heathorns even for just one day twold make us all so jealous of
the miricles in the clay. For Jesus could open up his hand wiht a plott of dirty clay
and make a violet blooming say. Oh Lordy.
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Internet Poem
Internet poem
Hypertext transfer protocol overview is a private agreement.
Hypertext transfer protocol overview is a public specification.
Deleted and unread messages kept can never be folded or bent.
Inbox material is a different animal usually just work or notion.
This internet poem is approved for usage use of the world wide web do not
abuse it or step too hard upon it the thing is made of unwinding never crinkle
paper this paper is not forever but very close enough to last me in the latter days
of sun.
The end of time as we have known it has become.
The monster is the beast and the beast is you.
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CharlaXFabels
ListZapper
Http:www.listzapper.com/free
There is so many inventions being worked on it is not surprising to the mee the
eye to see a listzapper being developed at least in some Chinese factory. Add it
on the computer next to the inversion control next to the hypertext transferor near
the over stimulated granule hardware where the windows refresher is at. The
internet picture convertor was the newest completed inventory. Now there is a
need for the minds at MIT to make the eye a way to zap a list without doing the
separated items just one more at a time. The items are usually removed by right
click one at a time. The listzapper would be the answer to this modulated
problem just hit the link once to the linkzapper then hit the first item in the list
instead of just that one item open the linkzapper gets them all each and every
one of them all in a row even iff there is 1001 of them all told. The information
scrambles into the hardware forms a list again at the other end and becomes a
new worded document again. Then hit the zapperlist@ the newest test of time
the list is saved into the single files. The need to spend more hours at the board
is gone the keys we need are now limited to only two or even one. Just make a
giant button in the middle of my keyboard so eye can hit the linkzapper and then
upload the zapperlist my work would thus be finished the need for typing gone
the hours that we spend inside the lieberry can be used for having fun…visit
www.zapperlist.com
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Little Black Sambo
Dance Sambo Dance!
You knoe you are a pancake!
The little black sambo ran around the tigers,
until they blended into batter.
Ewe see it does it matters.
Dance Sambo Dance!
You knoe you are a pancake!
If you even make just one mistake,
the tigers they will eat you.
Dance Sambo Dance!
You knoe you are a pancake!
Unless you can out race them,
the tigers are so fast.
We would rather that you eat them.
Dance Sambo Dance!
Prance and add the butter to the better batter there.
What could also be much better so much neater.
Dance Sambo Dance!
The tigers are just pancakes.Sambo is the eater.
Sambo Danced.
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OLD BEANS
Differences make strang bedfellows ewe listen to the mee old bean old bean
rhymes with caviar behind the bar the windows closed the lights are low no one
is bandying about the place just mee and ewe and no disgrace in love and
kisses sweeter two of them are mine one of them for ewe so sweetly planted by
the ewe on hands so roughened by the tasks of mee and used just to survive for
ewe the one eye have for ewe is Christmas wine so sweetly given and will last a
Christmas missing as eye rhyme a thought for ewe
OLD BEANS
Green Bean Old Bean Old Man
Lima Bean Young Bean Old Woman
Can beans Gone Beans Young Love
Love Beans Kiss Beans We Beans
Heart Beans Heart Beans Love
This is Christmas Poem for my Flower done.
OLD BEANS
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On the BEAM to OBERON
On the BEAM to OBERON
Chapter 22 CHEPH111
Charlockandroidone7 listed the crew members nammes
MarYlin Mist: she was the captain and the pilot of the "Amaryllis Two"
STOKKER: He is a MECH a human mechanic and the co-pilot.
IOLA MATRON: She is patterned after love.
Falcon Lady: a yerd woman she is extra crew member.
Martian BOY: He was on MARS living in the caverns.
The Miner: He walked with a left limp: he smiles a left side smile.
The miner stowed his gear and tried to smile at the charlax android
The CHARLOCKandroidone7 just nodded his head and laughed The Miner was
so surprised.
That's the CHARLAX android he was too short to be of any use so they sent me
to finish the mission
I'm much taller than that Japanese freak. He was a Honda motor in an English
world.
The Miner was satisfied then that the android was intelligent.When the stokker
damps this thing again we leave at hypertext speed to OBERON THREE and
then we will shuttlebeam on the FASTERTHANLIGHT@ and take in all the sites
on CHEPH111 the third planet from the sun of the OBERON system. We will
leave the MISTY WAY and be in HYPERNATION space for almost 300 earth years
but do not worry MINER the affects and defects of a hypertext transfer do not effect
humans and how was YOUR week gentle reader?
On the BEAM to OBERON
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ValentinesDay
ValentinesDay
A Massacre
CharlaXFabels
FortyEighth
Valentines Saint Massacre Day was in Chicago the man played them a tune on
his fiddle. The Aftermath The newspapers instantly picked up on the crime,
dubbing it the "St. Valentine's Day Massacre." The story appeared on front pages
around the country, making Capone a nationwide celebrity. While Capone
seemed to revel in his new fame, he also had to deal with the new level of
attention from federal law enforcement officials. Capone is sitting by his
swimming pool catching his non existent fish and he begins to reminisce this is
Capone speaking now "The boys missed MORAN it was a terrible thing" The
spaghetti was gotten cold and now the fish that eye find will have to do to feed the
diseases in my mind eye the Capone knoe that now eye am just dying of all the
real good times. Alphonse "Al" Capone was one of the most famous U.S.
gangsters during the 1930s, a Chicago-based boss involved in illegal gambling,
bootlegging (illegal alcohol) and prostitution. Capone got his start in New York,
working as a thug and bouncer (where he got the three scars that spawned his
nickname, "Scarface").Al Capone spent the last year of his Alcatraz sentence,
which had been reduced to six years and five months for a combination of good
behavior and work credits, in the hospital section being treated for syphilis. He
was released in November of 1939 and taken to a hospital in Baltimore where
he was treated until March of 1940. For his remaining years, Capone slowly
deteriorated while staying at his Palm Island estate in Miami. On January 25,
1947, he died of cardiac arrest. Eye saw a stranger carry love in his right hand
today he carried his love in his hand a bunch of flowers in a wrapper for a vase
and eye thought of Al Capone disgraced. Eye can still remember the movie how
he bit the punk's ear in Jail to make him think that he got sick too. The only thing
worse than that is to lay in a blanket that has been stolen many times. On
another of his movies the floozie was in bed asking him if he liked it too of course
they was talking about manicures. He made the Chicken if he made creation
was it the full blown bird or just the egg it would make no difference to that
Chicken only to the education evolution. A small reference to the Jesus how can
anyone still please him. There is a marker on ALS grave My Jesus Mercy.
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