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robert-andrews
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Pretty bird was flying by I fell in love So loved felt I Pretty Bird Pretty bird Singing Jib Jib Jib I couldn't help but Feelin' high I didn't know Jib Jib Jib I'd have to say goodbye Pretty Bird Pretty Bird Sing for me again She sparked my heart My perfect muse Melody of a meadowlark I fell in love So loved felt I Jib Jib Jib Gettin' high I went crazy For that Lady Bird Pretty Bird Pretty Bird Lady Bird I believed every word I fell in love So loved felt I Gettin high.
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May 25, 2021
May 25, 2021 at 6:18 AM UTC
Pretty Bird
When I get outa this mad house Do ya know where Ì'm guna go? Straight down the Niagara river to Lake Ontario! And when I'm finally settled there There's only one thing I wanna see That's my blonde haired beauty queen With her bottle of JD And we will pass the days away Staring from the shore Singing old Led Zeppelin songs Between trips to the liquor store All of My Love And the Lemon Song And a bit of Stairway as well I don't know where that one ends Be it heaven or it hell But I've found mine Since I have her She never done me any wrong So I will keep on loving her Between shots and classic songs I'm for her And she's for me Or at least that's my dream Vacate this crazy house For a life of peaches n cream It may be tomorrow Or as I've said a dream Either way I'm happy to say I got my bottle of JD
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Jan 23, 2021
Jan 23, 2021 at 6:23 AM UTC
JD Dreams
Blonde hair ponytail pulled back I Love You Blue eyes dancing So piercing honest Your laughter dances there. I Love You Radiant sunshine smile Warms me When I'm in your light. I have no doubt I am yours I will Love You All my life
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Nov 9, 2020
Nov 9, 2020 at 11:48 AM UTC
Cheryl again
Lift me up on the wind I will take my final dance Flying in my yellow dress I laugh I am the autumn leaves
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Nov 4, 2020
Nov 4, 2020 at 11:49 AM UTC
Dancing
Or maybe you don't I live in a mad house There's no peace to be found. When I can I get away Smoke some *** To **** the pain You know how it is Or maybe you don't The screaming the shouting the manical laughter Grandiose delusions and tears Like I said. It IS a mad house And I need my time away So I take a walk To my sister Jens A half hour trek for me Now a days It seems much more With my broken back A week Still I go there To **** the pain With a bit of sanity You know how it is Drink a glass of dry white wine And smoke A bit of **** Find my place Upon the floor And finally Go to sleep You know how it is
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Oct 24, 2020
Oct 24, 2020 at 12:56 AM UTC
You know how it is
On the farther side of the afternoon Just as the evening comes Find me in the sunset Not quite Day dreaming When the day is Not quite Done On the farther side Of the afternoon You can find me there Where I have nothing to worry about And I don't have a care On the farther side Of the afternoon You can find me there Roosty
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Oct 20, 2020
Oct 20, 2020 at 9:28 PM UTC
Please
The Good Lord is touching me That's the way it seems Everything around Is just a dream I'm here and now And everwhen And everywhere I've BEEN And everything That ever was And every what Will be The truth shines thru Because of You My sweet eternity Roosty
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Oct 13, 2020
Oct 13, 2020 at 8:51 PM UTC
Truth
She lives her life by The cycles of the moon The universe Is in her eyes Where everything's In tune Starlight dances 'Round her head French vanilla In her bed The truth is Where she Rests her head That's why I call her Friend I've known her as Chelsea Rae I've known her as Aster Blue I've known her as A poetess She's beautiful Thru and thru Now she has A husband And two kids Of her own She still holds that Secret truth The universe Is her home ...You know I Love her For these things Still my Aster Blue... Roosty
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Oct 13, 2020
Oct 13, 2020 at 6:38 PM UTC
Aster Blue Now
The last leaves linger Dried dead and brown Limbs branches Twigs and fingers A cold and snowy ground A frozen rat A half dead cat A dumpster nine lives old And everyone around is dying Of the Not so common cold
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Sep 25, 2020
Sep 25, 2020 at 6:50 PM UTC
Covid Winter
Its a calm September morning. The sky is cloudy gray. The sparrows are bustling in the hedge row. It just might rain all day. I've finished drinking all my coffee and I had a cookie that was infused. Potato salad 4 my breakfast and then I smoked a doob. Don't take me out to where the sun is. I'm feeling gray today. Soon my meds will kick in and the pain will go away. A busted big toe and an achy ankle, a knee that likes to moan. I have a vertebrae that's  collapsed. I can't go far from home. That's just the way it is these days, so I don't care if the skies are gray or if the sun won't be my friend. I'll smile and listen to the sparrows. I got Jesus at the end.
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Sep 11, 2020
Sep 11, 2020 at 7:53 AM UTC
It is What it IS