Category Archives: Poems

Yeah… I know… Poetry… Sheesh…

Posted on November 30, 2014 by pouringmyartout

You might well consider poetry to be a minor crime But still I am returning to the scene of the rhyme Or perhaps you enjoy it, and find it sublime If so, come with me to the scene of the … Continue reading →

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I don’t really give a crap how many pickled peppers Peter Piper picked…

Posted on November 8, 2014 by pouringmyartout

What I want to know is: Were they organically grown peppers, with no genetic modifications, and were they picked under the proper conditions… I mean, was Peter Piper exploited in any way? Did he earn a living wage? Did he get … Continue reading →

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An ode to the crack squirrels living inside my head…

Posted on August 2, 2014 by pouringmyartout

All of the words that have ever been said Are bouncing around inside of my head The squirrels chew ’em up and spit ’em back out And that’s what this blog is all about All of the things that I’ve … Continue reading →

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Here is another of my very early posts, which I repost now and then, so that you don’t ever need to go to the trouble of reading my whole blog from the very beginning… even though you should… you really should…

Posted on June 24, 2014 by pouringmyartout

This post was called: Poetry against the machine ———————————- Here is another poem from the drawers of my soul… If nothing else, it proves I was building a raging anger against our political system even in my early teens. It … Continue reading →

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Okay… even for this blog, I have to say that this is a weird post…

Posted on June 18, 2014 by pouringmyartout

It is a romantic poem that just might surprise you, and it is entitled: Star Crossed Tentacles… ———————————– I gazed into her fourteen eyes, not one of them identical And wished that I could stroke her face with the tip … Continue reading →

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What, this old thing?

Posted on June 12, 2014 by pouringmyartout

Yes, that is my way of saying that I am recycling another of my very first posts… it is a little poem that I wrote when I was a very young teenager… in response to a new menace to the … Continue reading →

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The Acronym Shuffle… AKA TMI… a poem

Posted on March 28, 2014 by pouringmyartout

  GMO in our bones, NSA in our phones LOL on our screens, IDK what it means GPS in my car, go AWOL, won’t get far Of course we have the GOP, up in our business in DC My POV … Continue reading →

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I have something I have to do today, so I am recycling an old post.

Posted on March 15, 2014 by pouringmyartout

Here is a little poem I wrote, way back in the 70s… It requires no explanation, and I didn’t bother to put in any pictures… —————————————————————————————— …Who’s Crazy?… Well the sun was shining clear and bright, In the middle of the … Continue reading →

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Because everybody likes cats on the internet…

Posted on March 11, 2014 by pouringmyartout

*** This is another recycled post. Because I have stuff to do. And because it is funny*** It is called: The Fat In The Cat In The Hat oh… and check out this link… http://pmaoaudioblog.wordpress.com/2013/09/04/the-cat-in-the-hat-is-fat-and-all-that/ ***************************************** Here is another little … Continue reading →

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This is a post for my head minion, Trent… and all the other people who live where it is still snowing…

Posted on March 10, 2014 by pouringmyartout

If you live in a place where it quite often snows And there are little ice flakes in the cold wind that blows It might be cruel of me to mention, I suppose That here, we have blossoms on everything … Continue reading →

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