Thursday, January 7, 2010

A Day With Jake

With two tin cans and a length of string there's nothing he can't do
His troops can hear every word he says and then he's phoning you
His best friend Jake has brought his bike some cars and a cardboard box
The garden shed is the squad HQ and its flag is a pair of socks

At ten past two the Martians land and try to take control
So he grabs his can and he calls a strike from the teddy bear patrol
His best friend Jake climbs on his bike and mounts a headlong charge
He's side by side with a dinosaur and an Action Man called Sarge

The Martians break, their rocket tree is blasting off for Mars
While he calls pursuit in his spaceman suit and a fleet of old toy cars
Now his best friend Jake on his bright red bike can stay around for tea
But first of all they must make a call booking tea for two at three

There are two tin cans joining man to the Moon where they're eating chips and cheese
And there's Woof Dog too and a cat or two and it's really quite a squeeze
Since his best friend Jake won't leave his bike that is parked right by the side
Of the cardboard box that is on the Moon where the first tin can is tied

When it's time for bed he won't hear you call if it's not down can and string
But you'll have to wait while they land their crate that is packed with everything
Soon his best friend Jake rides home by bike (since he only lives next door)
No more time for play till another day when they'll do a whole lot more!

Sonnet

Your most beautiful face for all to see
Makes mine love but ever grow stronger now
Thine voice, thine heart; is ever all I hear
And if I was e’er not to hear thine voice
I feel that mine heart would fall to pieces
Thine’s but being alive makes mine heart fall
In love for yet another time, and yet
All I seek is thine acceptance, my dear
The acceptance of mine most true love
Thou giv’st but that love to thy, to thy
I give thou mine love, I give thou mine life
If only I knew thou would returnèd
For mine love, thy most beautiful woman
I give thou mine love, I give thou mine life

Sunday, December 6, 2009

My Feelings

Everyone has feelings, where are mine?
I feel I have stopped in time.
The future is driving me mad,
It always makes me feel a teensy bit sad.

I wish that I had read between the lines
But I guess I really didn't have the time.
The thought that my mind is falling through space
Is a joke to everyone who laughs in my face.

Except the guy in the corner
begging you for change,
and the man at the funeral home,
acting real strange.

I really feel kind of stressed out,
It makes other people want to shout,
Don't make me feel bad for you,
There is nothing really wrong with you,
So don't take this the wrong way,
But cut it out.

I don't want to take this crap,
So don't complain when I snap,
After you've said to much,
I am always light to the touch.

The future is always bright they say,
But many of us normal kids in the corner say nay.
The ones who have no feelings,
No thoughts inside.

Other people feel they can rule them,
That's not what I think.
People should just leave us in peace
They don't understand what is happening to us.

A Warm June Day - A Ballad

The warm June day embraced my soul
As I walked down the lane.
The flowers swayed to my lazy stroll,
My smile I held in vain.

The colors shouted loud and clear,
“We love a sunny day!”
Not far off, in a hayfield near
A farmer was sneezing away.

Concerned was I,
I jumped the ditch
And made my way to him.
“Gesundheit, sir, how you do twitch!
Your eyes, also look grim!”

He looked at me and stared me down
His eyes fair watering.
His face not kind, he wore a frown
And said, quite blistering,
“Get off my land, you no good clown!
Be off with you, I say!
Before I come and beat you down
With this here bale of hay!”

Concerned grew I,
I jumped the ditch
And ran away from him.
He gunned his tractor in a fit
His eyes still looking grim.

I hurried to my waiting car
As fast as I could go.
I had no desire with him to spar:
So much for his red nose!

Friday, December 4, 2009

Haikus - Creative Writing 12/4/09

Oakhurst bottle sits
On the lawn so quietly, nice
Never again makes a sound

Crazy mustached man
Why are you staring at me?
Look the other way

Tall UPS man
waving as he is driving by
What an ugly truck

Yellow wire cover
Saving us from electrocution
Thank you for your help

Gray colored Toyota
driven by elderly man
What a wife he has!

Shiny black rock
Takes my mind off the world
But only for a second

One tree has leaves
All the others have no leaves
Why aren't you naked too?