Little Miss China would always cry
and sit in a puddle of teary mess,
None of the people ever knew why
Little Miss China was always so stressed

She'd cry and cry for hours
until her blotchy eyes ran dry,
Her neighbours would send her flowers
and sometimes bake her blueberry pie

Nothing consoled her china soul
Flowers withered everywhere she went,
Birds stopped chirping some were told
Nothing could make her happy again

One day she started crying
and she didn't seem to stop,
Days and months were flying
but her tears continued to drop

Soon Little Miss China flooded the town
and the water levels towered high,
As the waves came crashing down
There was no longer land that was dry

She swam for her life and found a boat
but still her tears continued to fall,
She tried her best to stay afloat
then into the boat she crawled

Little Miss China was heard of no more
I hope she is finally happy today,
Nobody knows what happened for sure
ever since Little Miss China paddled away.

My girlfriend was so pretty
And normal as could be
But then something horrible happened
And changed her entirely

One day she was sipping coffee
A spider fell into her cup
It was too late when she gagged
And realized she had swallowed the spider up

The next morning when she woke up
And scratched her sleepy head
She discovered that overnight she had grown
Eight spider legs and a giant spider head

She screamed as she crawled out the door
And shrieked when she looked into the mirror
Her spider senses tickled and twitched
And made my poor girlfriend quiver

Her life has never been the same
Being half a spider and half a lady
At first I wasn't sure I could continue dating her
I mean, just imagine starting a family and having a spider baby!

Sometimes I think and wonder
What to do with our lives
Normal is seeing your girlfriend shopping
Not chilling upside down from the ceiling watching Desperate Housewives

Sometimes its quite funny
To see her browsing at a store
Where she’d usually buy a pair of shoes
Now she’d have to buy three pairs more

When I couldn’t take her shopping
And tried to run off with the guys
She spun her spiderweb and caught me
And took me by surprise

I’m so sick of her spider antics
I really wish we were done
At first she was a lot of nice things
But now my spider girlfriend is no longer fun

I took her out to dinner
And the only thing she ate
Was a plate of fried houseflies
And a glass of lemonade

When I tried to hug her
Her eight legs wrapped me tight
They gave me such a shock
Eight legs were such a hideous sight!

I couldn't take it anymore
I broke it off with her and made her understand
But now I really regret my thoughtless decision
Because now my girlfriend is dating Spiderman.

She's irritating,
A noise making machine,
She never shuts up,
I see her in my dreams.

I can't fight it,
But when she's gone,
I have a feeling,
It won't be long.

Before I tear her hair out,
I scream and shout,
I let my emotion run free,
I can't help the way I feel baby.

I was cold and alone,
No one to hold,
And she was absent from my head.

I felt the world's weight,
No laughs to share,
My reality came crumbling,
Into Nightmare.

I found her sitting,
Upon the shore,
Of that firery brimstone,
Lair.

Thank imaginary beings,
Thank the stars and the earth,
I had finally found her,
Beneath the hurt.

I can't explain it,
But I hate her so much,
However, without her,
I wouldn't exist.

I wrote poetry tonight of sunsets and ponds,
worthless topics in light of the state of the world.
Just ended a hospital stay...needed to be mellow.
But this godawful earth gives me the heebie jeebies.
Forced confinement that came with cable t.v.
I wallowed in insanity and stupidity that seemed
                  to have no freakin end
We are teetering on so many brinks, but what was on?
A series about a guy makes a chain of hamburgers
on the family name...
Watched them play on a lawn big enough to choke a goat,
swim in their waterfall pool and frolic in designer clothes.
A series about mansions that cost millions of dollars
and could each house the homeless population of this town.
     Freaking carbon combat boot prints.
Worked all my life.
Me and my three cats struggle - disability does not

               buy mansions!

The world in on a precipice so **** scary
God himself can’t tip it back.

Korea, Iran and all those Isis ******* that put
bullets in the heads of six year-old boys.

And they show wanton consumption - reckless regard
for the land - don’t tell me they earned their money
and deserve to have obscene disregard for others.

When the rich have to  pay their fair share...
when life is equitable and no one goes hungry
or sick
or without education...

Then maybe it won’t be so sickening.

•

Sometimes,


                       People just disregard each others value,



                                      Throwing dirt at each other,

                                                 Pointing fingers to one another,

                           Bashing words that doesn't even exist,



They just don't understand,

                        That somebody are breaking inside,


But those shattered people,

                                                   They just don't show it,

                                          'Cause they want peace and harmony,

                                                      ­       But they are crushed,

                                                     More than you can imagine!






Sometimes,

                        People are just so selfish,



Doing things that just benefit their own selves,

               Not even thinking of the consequences it may turn,



                              But for those people who are breaking inside,



Whom they have bombarded with pain and sorrow,



The coin seems to not favor to them,

         But time will come,

                 It will just flip to theirs.







Sometimes,

                           People are just so watchful,



Of the mistakes of others,

           Even though they have not known them,



Like a dog barking on complete strangers,


                                          Then just like a blinking of an eye,



Overlook all the good side of those people,


                                  'Cause of their own "observing wrong" habits,



They just can't even observe,

      About how people sees them?


Are they pleasing or not?

But sadly,



They aren't admirable,


   'Cause what they are doing,

            Are never gratifying,






Sometimes,


                    People just look into this worldly pleasure,


Wealth and FAME,


          And can sacrifice every dignity they have,

                  All the friends they have,

    And all of the good they have,

                                         Just to obtain this stuff,


The world devoured them,



But remember,

                                No matter how much WEALTH AND FAME,

       That we will possess in this world,

                             If we don't have a heart,

                That loves all humankind,

                         That loves appreciating people,

                 And that has God inside it,



Remember,

All are just nothing.






Sometimes,



                          Peop­le lack these words


LOVE, PEACE, and RESPECT.




                                                  S­adly,

Sadly....






                                  © Earl Jane
                                    ♥ E.J.C.S.

I want you.
I do.
I want to sleep next to you.
I want to have morning coffee with you.
I want to tell you about the stupid things that happen during my day.
I want to cook dinner with you.
I want to shower the day off with you and stroke your hair as you relax before bed.
I want to talk deep into the night with my cheek resting in the supple skin where your neck meets your shoulder.
I want to kiss your bearded jaw line and fall asleep nestled against you; fit around you
where I belong.

They said
She was walking down the street with no name
She was unadorned but adored
By the children of her generation

Then they added
She was
In an old blue jeans
In a dingy white t-shirt
She got a book on her hand
And a mark on her wrist

And they heard her
Whistling
Mumbling
Or singing

She was young
Wild and pretty
She ain't got a daddy
Yet, she
Was the queen
With no fancy