Where money is not,
no love is bought.
There love is free,
as it should be.
Jan 21
Jan 21, 2026 at 12:08 AM UTC
The more you lend your money ear,
the more it takes away your cheer.
Jan 11
Jan 11, 2026 at 12:32 PM UTC
The Juggernaut
How firm he stands,
The toughest beast
In all the lands.
Few dare to give him any fight.
For who can stand above his height?
So proud his speech,
So proud his stride,
His hubris swells up deep inside.
But with all
His pride and might,
What brings him down
Is out of sight.
His enemy
Is out of view.
It feeds within,
With little clue.
He will not hear.
He is not swayed.
He will not seek physicians aide.
And so the worm
Will eat him ‘live.
Upon his rot
It loves to thrive.
The Juggernaut
Walks tall and free,
But he must die in liberty.
Nov 8, 2025
Nov 8, 2025 at 8:09 PM UTC
The mean old man,
he’s serving food.
I’m not a fan
of how he’s rude.
His angry voice
and bitter way,
give me no choice
but stay away.
I dare not feel
his rotten soul.
Such icy steel
just takes its toll.
If I avoid
while he prepares,
I’m less annoyed
in vile he shares.
And so I wait
for him to go.
And play with fate
I do not know.
Mar 27, 2025
Mar 27, 2025 at 2:29 PM UTC
Life can be tough.
That’s just how it goes.
Sometimes it’s enough
to drag you through lows.
Sometimes all you know
is pain and its sting.
Sometimes life will throw
just about anything.
It’s all for your good.
But it won’t seem that way.
It’s all understood
as a plan rotten day.
Looking back you will see
the gem hell will give.
But for now it will be
just a crap way to live.
Mar 27, 2025
Mar 27, 2025 at 9:05 AM UTC
The sun grows warm,
so trees will bloom.
Winter crawls back to his tomb.
The leaf grows green
to now be seen.
Good riddance to the cold and gloom.
The flowers dawn
in colored dress.
So simply does their hue impress.
As Nature sings,
her beauty springs;
from such a bitter hard duress.
Mar 26, 2025
Mar 26, 2025 at 8:54 PM UTC
Joe the red ate lots of bread.
His massive gut was quite well fed.
So slow his feet, to cross the street,
that angry drivers wished him dead.
Jan 6, 2025
Jan 6, 2025 at 7:13 PM UTC