Many of us intellectual poets
Mock the idea of people not reading
Why, just lately, I read novels about hiking the Appalachian Trail
And several books about cycling across America
Even some fiction about gun slingers in the Wild West
And, of course, pastoral poems, sonnets, and HP's best

While many people are out experiencing life
Not reading
We are improving our vocabulary and intellect
That will prove extremely valid
Wile reading our next book
I feel sorry for the people who can't find the time to read
Because they are too busy living
How obtuse?

Smashing the ice with a sledge hammer is exhausting
Pounding, sweating, blisters pulsating
Slowly chipping away at the vastness of frozen emotions
Yet, the ice is formidable from months of winter

Forced to recalculate, to innovate, to anticipate
Salt has the ability to melt ice into tears of joy
Unless the salt solvates in open wounds

Progress freezes until nature's spring decides
The sun is enlightened enough to slowly
Allow thawing in his Mother's time

The less I cry
The more you listen
When I pause
You gasp in suspense
I whisper goodnight
Your dreams scream my name
I remain silent
You idealize my thoughts
Silence is bliss
It make you clamorous

You are my uniform
You give me confidence
You make me look sophisticated
Professional, and sovereign
I sport you with pride

At the end of the day
I crumple you into a ball
And toss you in the hamper
A new uniform awaits
Pressed in the closest

I'm a spy
A super hero
Of your enemy
Watching, analyzing, construing
I know your strengths
But more crucially
I know your weaknesses
I have a license to break you heart
To destroy your world
I'm disguised as your
Best friend, your lover, your confidant
You "are stirred, not shaken."

No more excuses
No more self lies
No more sweets
No more large thighs

Cut down on portions
No more dining out
No more cereal killing
That leads to self doubt

Get back on the bike
Get out of the chair
Will get back into shape
Before spring, I swear

Icy roads
Frigid temperatures
Witnessed crashes
Drove carefully
Called my wife
To say, "I love you"
Did not pray
Stressed out
But lived
Thank who?

Me ain't no perfect speechifyer or scribbler
But I curse the mistakes I makes
I had a stipud airor in my last poem
So what. Why should I kare?
I should' nt : **** i do
I fill the need to be perfect 100 persent of the tyme
Win it coms to grammer and usedage
Dos a meckanic need to drive perfectly;
No and ain't no nobody say nothin
**** i fill the nead to be perfact allways
It just ain't fair
How ever: ain't one people out of 363 reader
Said nothin to me
Sew may be I m the only ones who aspects
Me too bee purfect!
Or were u thinkin how Ironicable?

My job is to bake cakes
I once magically created cakes of every hue
Cakes that tasted like fruit or cream
And others that were super sweet
Still, others that were filling and heathy
I was only limited to my creativity

Then the cake bosses
Ordered me to bake only vanilla cakes
They said that all cakes are the same
And my cakes must meet their standards
Yet their criteria was vanilla and plain
I was forced to throw off the fruit and cream
And mute the rainbow of colors
Even to add vanilla and sugar to my heathy cakes

If that wasn't bad enough
The cake bosses pressured me to fill unrealistic quotas
And to treat all of the cakes the same
Even though they are, naturally, flavored differently
Then my budget was cut and bakers were downsized
Next, I had more cakes to bake and less time to prepare
I was even told to do without eggs and milk
But the cakes must meet even higher standards

How does this taste?
Does it leave a bad taste in your mouth too?
It's not a piece a cake
But I choose to bake on
Believing that I can still bake special cakes
The batter just gets thicker everyday

Subsistent living
All lonesome and free
No one to rely on but me

Chipping the ice
Shoveling my way out
No one to hear me shout

Subsistent living
In the middle of civilization
Dependent upon myself is the realization

Growing the trees
Making a mountain of snow
Blocking out everyone I know

Subsistent living
I choose to rely on only me
Because my soul must remain independent and free

I will breath
I will live
I will love
I will cry
I will laugh
I will see
I will read
I will write
I will ride
For the rest
We have
hindsight

I see a fat man in a red suit
I'll try to eat better
And dress better
After the holidays
:)

Eggnog and whiskey, eggnog and whiskey
Come on baby whisk me ....... Away
Holiday cheer and Holiday beer
Come on maybe take their ....... Blues away
Toast to life's disappointments
Life's disappointments today

I got those, we got those, we got yo
Holiday blue,  blues, .... blues
I got the Christmas bluuuuse
Those family.... Those Holiday
Bluuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuse
We got the Holiday blues

Santa's a comin', drummer boys drummin'
I make my simple .... list
That you will forgive me and just stop bein' .... ******
I made mistakes but baby it's you that I miss
I'll stop the drinkin' if you stop thinkin'
That I'm the devil .... to you
That's why my white Christmas ... is blue
Forget the gifts and the mistletoe
I just don't want you to go
No, I just don't want you to go

Eggnog and whiskey, eggnog and whiskey
Come on baby whisk me ....... Away
Holiday cheer and Holiday beer
Come on maybe take their ....... Blues away
Toast to life's disappointments
Life's disappointments today

I got those, we got those, we got yo
Holiday blue,  blues, .... blues
I got the Christmas bluuuuse
Those family.... Those Holiday
Bluuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuse
We got the Holiday blues

A new year's a comin' but you keep on runnin'
New year's a time for fresh starts
So baby I get 365 ...  new hearts
I'll give them to you
So you so can  keep tearin' 'em apart
On midnight I'll be waitin'
I've got my faith in your heart
If you don't show, my heart will moan
But I won't be kissin' alone
'Cause I got my friends in a ... glass
They'll fight the blues
When I'm stuck kissin' your ... ***

Eggnog and whiskey, eggnog and whiskey
Come on baby whisk me ....... Away
Holiday cheer and Holiday beer
Come on maybe take their ....... Blues away
Toast to life's disappointments
Life's disappointments today

I got those, we got those, we got yo
Holiday blue,  blues, .... blues
I got the Christmas bluuuuse
Those family.... Those Holiday
Bluuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuse
We got the Holiday blues

Poetry conceals the meaning
But reveals the emotions.
It speaks of love,
But lies about the pain.
It shines bright as it exalts,
But shades the motives within.
Poetry cleanses the soul,
Yet releases the beasts within.

Snow beautiful snow
Falling to the Earth
With purpose to cover
The filth and ****
That contaminates the world

Snow beautiful snow
Why must you melt?

Merry Christmas to all who know
What it's like for Santa not to show
He dropped in on the neighbors
Brought the greedy rich kids favors
I'd like to tell that elf where to go

Merry Christmas to all who live
With a family two ***** they can't give
And to those who have no one
It's really tough for festive family fun
Instead of cheer you get a shiv

Merry  Christmas to all who sin
Because you don't pay a religion
Gifts are still nice to give and receive
Even if in Christ you don't believe
The cash register is where it all begins

Merry Christmas to all who ****
About you, I don't give a .....
You can choke on your gifts and die
You cheat, still, spit, and lie
Anything for a lousy, greedy buck

Merry Christmas to all who hear
This and scorn my humbug jeer
You know you'd may feel this way too
If friends and Santa forgot about you
Would you join me in a cup of cheer?

Please.....

The holidays are upon us
Time for family and fun
Some families put the fun in dysfunctional
But if yours is not one
Take comfort in this jewel
If your family put the FU in dysfunctional
You're no different from Gods that rule
Chronos, Zeus, and Aries
Make you brother, uncle, and mother
Look like happy fairies
Dysfunctional also spells love
If you drop the dysfunctiona
And add the OVE

Intwinde in bliss
Cold and still
Chirps and flutters
Pecks and squawks
Bursts of breeze
Cold winter chill
Melding with the trees
One with self and earth
Hours pass, soul calms
Peace in a chaotic forest
One with nature and self
Death floats and spins
Only to promise life renew
There's hope in the decay
As a seed is planted
In my heart and soul
The deer pass by in stately grace
Squirrels hustling to prepare
Birds dancing on a wing
And my soul sings
Cleansed once again
For another year
True love of a son
For his earthly mother
Truly whole, truly one

Angels float in my mind
When I'm in Heaven
Or engaged in Hell
Provide me smirks
In remembrance
And smiles of joy
Foreshadowed

Voracious, ravenous, insatiable
Corpulent from your sweet
Munificent insatiable
Flesh

Too young to suffer and die
Perfect age to cry

An angel with the luck of a demon
A writer with a tormented soul
Gentle as the new fallen snow
Dealt the hand no one should play
For her, I will learn to pray

He's the Raven that's anything but dark
Not mysterious or melancholy
Repetitious yes, but not a negative "nevermore"  
Always a positive and encouraging word
Never met a poem he didn't love
Less black, more white, like a dove

The sun is shining
The sky is baby blue
The crimson trees are waving
And I'm loving you

The air is crisp
The day is true
The squirrels are dancing
And I'm loving you

The Autumn smiles
The long days are through
The people are praying
And I'm loving you

Mumma may be seasoned
Mumma may be reasoned
Mumma may be sharing
Mumma may be caring
Mumma Mae

Civilian soldier
Fighting for people's rights
He's a bleeding heart
A liberal lover
He's a master poet
My beer lovin brother

The Nigerian Princess
Philanthropist at her best
Could rule the world with her mind and soul
But healing Nigeria is her overall goal
The Nigerian Princess
She is more than less
I'd crown her queen
For her debut scene
Is literacy in Nigeria
She is Queen Panacea

Sunday is the saddest day of the week
It's the end of a relaxing and enjoyable weekend
And the beginning of the next unwanted
Stressful forever

Bobbin my head to Public Enemy
Lookin' like a misfit Chuck D
Sittin' in the corner  clickin' keys
Drinkin' honey green leaf, not coffee

Not the normal old dude in a coffee shop
Shakin' his head to old school hip hop
Writin'  poetry and he just can't stop
Hope the baristas don't call da cops

Soon be closin' time in dis five and dime
Kicked to the curb, but I'll be fine
Got my tea, my raps, and my rhymes
They killed the wifi, coulda lost lines

Waiten' for my daughter outside dance
But I'm da one jamin' out my pants
Refusing to listen to dance moms' rants
Bein me, that's always my stance

Trudging in the rancid swamp
Whistling a tune of euphoria
Leaches bite and worms squirm
And the smile erupts into laughter

It's the dead of midnight
Dancing in the light of Heaven
Devils lurch and demons prow
Joy blooms into effulgent love

Juxtaposition evades the earth
Leading to death or to birth

Death winks
And I smile
We have an inside joke
Just between us

I have something to get off my chest
It is the World's Vegetarian Day
Carrots, beans, and peas are the best
Everyone must eat this way
It will give your body vigor and zest
It will give you energy all day
I don't mean to be a righteous pest
But veggies should be eaten per say
If for you, they don't pass the test
Eat them as I did today
Next to a prime beef fillet

It
Doesn't
Take
Ten
Words
To
Say
How
I
Feel

It
Takes
Just
One
Pl­ain
Old
Tired
Simple
Word
HAPPY

I
Didn't
Need any new
Friends in my full life
Yet you interred my life with
A furry and vigor that couldn't be denied
Turned my world up side down
Making it topsy-turvy  
Thank you for
You and
I

Golden Retriever puppy kisses
Doughnuts with hot chocolate
Making love in a field of flowers
A found twenty in an old pair of jeans
A hug from a beautiful stranger for no reason at all
Life is euphoria occasionally, celebrate the treasures