and wonder if there’s life on Mars.
The nips have sentenced me to die.
So many stars, a stuffy moon,
the plaintiff sermon of a toad,
I shall be resting all too soon
and dream about the other road
the one so straight and free and clear
but also without riches,
I was not deaf yet did not hear
nor see the scum-filled ditches.
The jury found me guilty, thus
they called for retribution,
the witnesses expect no fuss,
Gof bless electrocution.
They had devised the clever planto rob each unescorted man,and took the riches and their horsethus they became a fearsome force.At first it seemed that Robin tookthe gold, like any other crook,but then gave all of it to thosewho, in their drafty houses froze.He was at heart a communist,who had, in early childhood, missedthe comforts…
Grassing bare patches of hurtWith moistest of words, well meant.But love can cascadeDrenching the unwary soulAnd setting strong trapsIn which many wholyAre caught, and alive, drownYet the gentlest ofSpring’s afternoon rain sendsRefreshment onto bowed headsWith gestures of kindness, gainedFrom waters of Love.Seen by some as hot heavyTears of God’s angelsCleaning heart’s forests with greenShowered lovingly…
You took advantage of me thena wife can do this to her men.You peeked by lifting silken coversas if the time had come for lovers,and early in the morning yeta sign of ageing etiquette?I did acquire as of latea more relaxed but steady state,a lack of juice to sting to actionabdominals and their contraction.I never…
Though politics may bother someignoring it will keep us dumb.A limerick overshadows timethe pleasantries of clever rhyme.Free verse is mastered by a fewthough much of it resembles pooh.So many live inside a trancewhere words perform their lovely dance.We must, as poets stay alertlest they may take our favourite shirt.Our leaders ought to know the rulesthat…
And using it feels eerily like theft,which in my eyes sure qualifies as crime.I use it now to peek and even flyinto the future looking at the sights;last night I hovered back and had to cry,it looked so pitiful from lofty heights.There is a switch that lets a person stayin case he likes the future…
All of us, at one timeor another,will be cowards.Backstabbersandpeople of no significance.And no one seems towonderwhy.But,no one will be ableto hide.
