Category Archives: Poems

Back to the 70’s… again… and a poem about the evils of disco…

I mentioned, when I did my 70’s song list post, that I once wrote a poem decrying the evils of disco. I tracked it down. If I don’t repost this during our time travelling to the 70’s, then when the … Continue reading

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A Christmas poem rewrite for Trump voters…

T’was the night before the election, and all through my gut My last meal was stirring, and shooting straight out of my butt The pollsters had been certain Hillary would win it with ease Who would actually vote for that … Continue reading

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A poem… yeah, I know, many of you see the word ‘poem’ and you run screaming… but this one is funny… and it is about Christmas… and why I might be way too obsessed with this blogging thing…

Family gathered for Christmas, a brightly burning log I try to get in the spirit of things but I’m thinking about my blog The kid’s have opened their presents, there’s booze in my eggnog I sit and smile and nod a … Continue reading

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A poem I wrote warning you about Trump, way back when he first slithered into the primaries…

Donald, may I call you Don? Or would you prefer Mr. Trump? Into the primaries you have been drawn You say America is in a slump As much as I would love to end up as your pawn I’m afraid … Continue reading

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We… a poem…

We   We surround ourselves with walls to protect our fragile hearts, and our fortress becomes our prison… We are flawed perfection… We are uncut jewels… We are unlimited potential bounded by procrastination… We are unfocused beams of light… We … Continue reading

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Lost And Lonely Boy… (a short poem)…

I am a lost and lonely boy And someone stole my only toy My search has yielded little joy I am a lost and lonely boy…   I am a boy, lost and alone With little I might call my … Continue reading

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Fog… a free-form poem…

It comes, with the stately grace of an ocean liner, to cocoon the world in mystery… Sending before it tendrils and feelers of mist and vapor… It comes with the measured tread of a glacier, to smother the world in … Continue reading

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