jeff-spate
I'm not a poet, at least not in any traditional sense of the word. And I don't read poetry - at all (sorry). So I'm not bound by any of the rules and regs the experts care to use to define what constitutes real "poetry"; things like meter and rhyme or whatever. Its very liberating. For me, its all about the process of writing. Once I finish a piece, its dead to me. But perhaps some of them will live on with you. Enjoy!
I'm afraid to look into my rear view mirror
Something's creepin up on me
There's a train wreck comin that I can't see
I'm gonna be squashed!
Like a bug on the wall
Like a bug on the wall
And all my hopes and dreams
Everything I thought I'd be
Will go leakin out of me
Leakin out of me...
Oct 7, 2019
Oct 7, 2019 at 11:54 AM UTC
Carbon copied roadside attractions
Plastered over every town
Buy two and get one free
*** toys and Fireworks
We got evangelicals pushing Jesus
Get your liquor guns and ammo here
Slippery smiles of ambulance chasers
By the phone waitin' for your call
All over this big wide nation
Don't matter where you roam
Get your fix at the next exit
*** toys and Fireworks!
Oct 7, 2019
Oct 7, 2019 at 11:47 AM UTC
They tell me that in Chilliwack
you can buy some righteous ****
Me I'm on my way to Hope
Hoping for something better
Maybe I can get for free
But the wheels they won't stop turning
And I just wanna fly
Way out west where California is burning
The tree tops touch the sky
Yeah the tree tops touch the sky
And there's a guy I know in Vegas
You know he just can't say NO
Over and over he's rolling again
Betting on something better
Maybe he can win for free
But the wheels they won't stop turning
And he just wants ta fly
Way out west where California is burning
The tree tops touch the sky, he cries
Why o why can't I
She says he used to be her drug of choice
But now she swears she's finally kicked
That's why she's on her way to Hope
Dreaming of something better
Maybe she can get from me
But the wheels they won't stop turning
And she just wants to fly
Way out west where California is burning
the tree tops touch the sky
Maybe all you have to do is try...
Oct 7, 2019
Oct 7, 2019 at 11:06 AM UTC
Alt left, Alt right
stand up sit down
fight fight fight!
Repeal it replace it
walk it back roll it back
a global disgrace!
Data collection election collusion
democracy's just
another illusion!
Mar 31, 2017
Mar 31, 2017 at 7:02 AM UTC
I keep thinking
Planning and dreaming
And plotting and scheming
For winning this game
There must be some way
Without selling your soul
Or becoming a slave
Nope
Mar 17, 2017
Mar 17, 2017 at 12:00 PM UTC
I’m mad it is clear
So tell me
How?
Am I mad?
And tell me
Why?
Am I mad?
Because I’m
Deaf
Blind
And dumb
Because
I’m mad?
Jan 20, 2017
Jan 20, 2017 at 11:12 AM UTC
Well
You’ve got to admit
It really is a crazy world
But then again
It always has been
Really
Crazy
Right?
Jan 20, 2017
Jan 20, 2017 at 10:56 AM UTC
Questions, questions, always questions
Tainted by the smirk of suspicion
A relentless cascade
One collides with the next
Started look'in on ways to avoid 'em
Couldn't take it no more
Long story short
Nothing works bester of all
Jan 10, 2017
Jan 10, 2017 at 10:29 AM UTC
Frankie and Joni
They were young lovers
Nothing could tear them apart
Don't worry baby, says Frankie to Joni
I'll never do you no harm
In a ****** motel
On the outskirts of town
Joni goes dancing with Jake
The rhythms they make, there aint no doubt
God help them if Frankie found out
A cruel twist of fate
Frankie came home
She found Jake and Joni in bed
In a hail storm of lead from a .38 chrome
Jake and Joni were dead
Frankie and Joni
They were young lovers
Nothing could tear them apart
Say what you will about this thing called love
Some people just aint no **** good
Sep 2, 2016
Sep 2, 2016 at 9:06 PM UTC
The sun plunges into the ocean
A blazing titanic stone
The mother of madness opens her arms
And swallows you whole in the night
Penny she waits all alone in the dark
Her tears outnumber the stars
Her man he’s been gone now for so long
Wonders will he ever come home
Icarus cried when his wings got fried
Sailing too close to the sun
He paid for his folly with his young life
Left a poor father to grieve
No it ain’t always funny but somehow its seems
The fates they just come in between
Cause the gods love a joke just like anyone else
Especially when the joke is on you
Sep 2, 2016
Sep 2, 2016 at 11:04 AM UTC