There are candles burning somewhere.
Tonight there are candles burning
For the falling heroes that gave their lives for our freedom.
A candle burns to say thank you.
From the highest mountain top.
To the lowest coastline of our shores.
A candle burns tonight to show our love
No hate, no disrespect for these soldiers.
As the candles burn somewhere, let the flame burn bright for America.

Under The Christmas Tree
Under the Christmas tree I set.
Wating for my Christmas gifts.
A car, a truck a bike would be nice.
I ate all the cookies and drank the milk
Better for me than old saint nick.
It's getting really late and I can't wait.
I have to go ***, but I don't want to miss him.

Now that I went I just can't believe gone 5 mins.
He was here and gone.
No truck, no car and no bike.
A sox full of rocks and a note.
It said,"better luck next year you drunk!"

Beat o matic.
Yes you can clean about anything with beat o matic.
You can clean a rug full of bugs.
You can clean a mat full of rats.
Beat O matic you can buy it at your local tennis shop.

It's on to the floor and out the door.
In the hall and to the wall.
Over the wall to the fence.
Over the fence, we go. Freedom not far away.
We hear the horn blow to enable them to know a jail break is on.
It's back go to our cells.
Lock down it shall be.

Signs do not mean free.
There are numerous signs these days.
Signs for phones and signs for homes.
Signs for toys and signs with joy theres signs to buy gas and signs that give you gas.
Signs for books and signs for a fish hook.
The sign that people look the most is the sign that doesn't say free.
These days nothing is free there is always a catch.
So the next time look at a sign read it carefully.
It might say free.

The day after Thanksgiving
The turkey is gone from the table.
No football on tv.
The apple pie is gone for good
The grandkids are gone.
Now I have some words.
Who"s going to clean up this mess?

Twis  the night before Christmas and all through the house not a person was up not even a dog.
The sox were hung on the door with tape just waiting for Old st.Nick.
Mom in her night gown and me in my long johns.
Settle in for a night of nics.
When all of a sudden we heard what was police cars.
As we watched on the tv with surprise.
The reporter said that Santa got busted for breaking and entering.
As the police cars drove out of sight.
We heard him say, Merry Christmas to all and call my lawyer.

The last leaf
The leaves are beginning to turn these days.
As the seasons ready, itself for the season change.
Brown, yellow and some green are falling to ground.Where they will stay.
The wind blows these last few days to carry the leaves to the ground.
There near the top I see one leaf all alone.
Hanging on to the branch as if it wanted.
To be For some reason, the last leaf of the season.

The night after Halloween
It's the night after Halloween
Witches and goblins are gone.
No more tricks but a lot of treats.
Candy corn and candy apples are all that is left of the scary night.
No spooks to scream and no cats meow.
Just an old owl that says whooo
Who is out there on this night after Halloween.

The snow is coming down here hard.
The ground is thick with white.
The air is cold and the wind is blowing hard.
The pond is frozen the ducks are a party.
Winter comes and I am warm.
The fire is going and the eggnog is good. With a touch of *****.
Cat is asleep all in a ball. The game has gone in to over time what a joy.
Winter is here and I don't care I'm warm and nothing can change that.

Look Away
Look away out there to sea
Look away just across the street.
Look away at the sun that shines
Look away at the light that gives life.
Now look and tell me what you see
Could it be sadness or joy/
Could you see the water that will be rain
Under the clouds, That you look away far away.
Look away to those that love and those that hate.
Make a smile and the other a frown.
But don't look away they might be friends.

Blessed The gift
O'Lord blessed are all your hands that heal.
O'Lord blessed are the prayer your answer.
O'Lord blessed are the gift you give each day.
Want to say thank you Lord for the lives you save.
Blessed Lord that answers thee.
By Harold r Hunt Sr
08/29/14

A letter to a soldier.
Dear Solder:
   I saw you the other day. You had on a uniform so neat. With shinny buttons and shoe.
I like the way you carried the flag. Nice tall For all to see.
My dad says, You fight for our freedom and for me to be able to write this letter.
My dad says freedom doesn't come cheap. And many of your friends.Have gave their lives?
He told me about the American wars and how the first war was for our freedom and rights.
He told me how a man tried to **** us all and take our country. How the soldiers stop them all.
We solder,. 't time for me to go to bed . But I'll say a prayer for you tonight.
Thanking you for my freedom and my life.
                Thankyou American solder,            
                         Johnny

The flood.
It began to rain today. I thought that it never end.
The rain fell as it gains more water.
I looked out my back door to see it flow in the brook out there.
The harder it rain the more it gained to a level I could see.
The water rushed over the grass almost to my glass.
It starts to rise with such a hush that I didn't hear it at my door.
The rain was climbing to a high that I knew it was time to say goodbye.
A knock at the door I did hear as a fireman did call. You have to leave.
For there is a flood and we can't let you stay.
The rain that day was such a pain.
There is not any good in a flood.

The poem I forgot
I wanted to write a poem
A that everyone would not forget
One of flowers, one about dogs.
Maybe one about the clouds in the sky
Or the cold snow or the sunshine.
I just always wanted to write a poem.
But I forgot the words!

School days
There is something these days
I will see.
As the days become shorter for the year I do hear.
Children now begin to jump for joy.
As they run to their buses not with toys.
Buses here ,Buses there now buses ever where.
Traffic becomes just a real joke A real slow poke.
School days are here.
WOW! the quite of the storm.

Behind these Bars
I'm behind these bars
I don't know why.
They put me here from far away.
I see others but can't get out.
I'm just going out of my mine.
Being behind these bars.
I get food twice a day.
And that is my pay
I'm a tiger, that's behind these bars.

On my shoulder
On my shoulder you do set
Like a king within his glory.
Next to my ear you do cheap
Wood good boy I hear so low.
As you get ready to fly away
To the next time you're on my shoulder

A little oldy gave me a dollar.
I gave her two in return.
The little old lady gave me two.
I gave her three in return.
The little old lady gave me four.
I gave her five in return.
The little old lady gave me five.
I gave her five in return.
The little old lady Ask me why i only gave her five.
I said "the Government would declare it a income and I would be taxed.

The Midnight Racer
The midnight racer comes from nowhere .
Racing the road as face as he can.
Zig Zaging in and out passing cars like they do not exist.
You cannot see him for the speed he goes. One winks and you miss him.
No one has seen his car. They have no idea what he drives.
Just a word to the wise is don't try to race the midnight racer.
Your fate will be take and you might get a ticket
With the help of the Midnight racer.

The New Years resolution game.
People each year make a promise that they will do anything.
They say that they will quit smoking or will not drink.
This game gets everyone hooked.
They just want to see who will last.
I'll lose weight while eating a plate of apple pie.
I won't spend anymore money while test driving that new car.
All these resolutions become a myth in a game we play each year.
As they light their smoke and drink another beer.
I'll give you my New Year resolution.
Oh wait that one is taken, no I can't make that one I love it to much.
The New Year resolution game goes on.
I just hope you can play and win this silly game.

New Year's Eve.
The beer is in the cooler the tv is tuned in to the ball drop.
I be ready and willing to Kick in the New Year.
Chips and dip and soda pop to.
Gin and *** may bring a grin.
Ready to count down is all most here
I think I'll take a short nap.
I'll sleep till the guest all get here
What a party I'll have next year.

What's happen?
As the world is at war in many places.
The earth is kicking up many streams.
Here in japan and the USA
Rain and mud with damaging winds.
Fires in the West as heat bears down.
We want to know what's happen?
As the world, changes it is bringing different things.
Each day a shot is fired And a storm may fall
We want to know what's happen?
Nobody knows!

March 4, 2013



Beautiful Lady

A beautiful lady with eyes on fire,
That sparkle and laugh, that can smile and cry,
I love your eyes so clear and true.
Beautiful lady I adore you.

A twinkling look that bubbles bright,
With a heart to care, and a heart to love,
With hands to hold, and hands to help,
Beautiful lady there to give.

Beautiful lady, a smile so bright,
So warm and gentle, so soft. A delight.
A voice so clear,
That calms and soothes, a voice that wipes all fears.

Beautiful lady,
I'll give to you, my thoughts, my prayers, my hopes,
I offer you my heart, my strength.
My love is yours for ever.

Beautiful lady,
I love you as you are.
Beautiful.


  Written by Rodney A Hunt

God bless the future of Dixie
May they have Southern grit
To stand strong for Dixieland
May they NEVER forget
What an honor it is to say
My Southern Roots Run Deep
So when I die bury me with my feet in the south.
That way I'll always be in Dixieland.

Two Sisters at the gates to heaven.Looking for someone they know.
They look as they walk,left to right.
Looking to see them soon.
Two sister walking hands and hand.
As they walk a little more. They saw a friend the missed before.
Asking him, "has you seen "?
He pointed down the way.
Two sisters hands and hand.
One sister tells to the other as she points. There they are.
The fresh looks with a face of joy.
there is mom and dad.
Two sisters being in heaven so the can be family once more.

The pizza has been ordered.
The chicken is cooking.
The tv is on and ready to show.
It's Sunday night and the game is on.
The beer is cold and ready to drink.
Chip are in the bowl a few to eat.
No women would be good.
For Sunday night football is for us.

Swimming the Allegheny River.
The Allegheny River is a beautiful river set in the heart of the Allegheny Mountains.
When I was a kid we would go camping at a camp site in the Allegheny forest.
My uncle would run his boat.
We would swim in the river almost all day long.
From one side to the other side, it was approximately 1 1/2 miles wide.
We would cross the river by swimming. At least three times a day.
So we swam the Allegheny River every year for about ten year.
Allegheny River in the heart of Pennsylvania a river of fun.

Crime repeats itself.
Back in time we must go the time of Jessie and Frank james.
they rob the trains owners that took your land.
Then came billy the kid with guns a blazing.
As we move forward the country grows and Ma Baker she  robbed your bank.
Babyface nelson on the run with the F.B.I. not far behind.
Now today we have a new gang high in office we do find.
Hillary and Barrack and Joe.
Crimes repeats it self thou they may not differ.
Just the names have changed for those that do.

A mothers cries

A mother that is good to her child.
Let's the child goes with the father for a visit.
Time is up and the horror begins.
The child is not returned.
The father says bye to the mother and then does not respond to her cry for her child.
The father runs with the child without a trace.
Mother what should I do?
The police is call and what a joke>
The mother cries for some help.
The police and bss does thing to help the mother get her child.
They find him with the father but doesn't return him to the mother.
The mother cries!
DSS tells her she is bad. However, how is it so when the mother cries.
Child is with the father somewhere as the mother cries!

Blind
I'm blind by no chose of mine.
I can  not see the flows grow or the birds that sing.
I can't see the blue sky or the planes that flies.
I can  not see the children smile or why they may cry.
I'm blind by no chose of mine.
I can't watch their car that go by.
Or the band that marches by.
I can't see the stars at night or the moon that shine so bright.
I can not see the green trees grow or the cows walk the fields.
I'm blind by no chose of mine.

The flower.
The flowers they do bloom.
In colors for my room.
Red,pink and a little yellow. Will make the room mellow.
Roses for rose in a room of paper flowers.
So pretty as can be.
The flowers are for me.

A trip to rotgut
I rode my horse in to a town called Rotgut
As I rode up the main street I looked at the old saloon.
The doors was closed to traffic for some odd reason it wasn't noon.
I notice at the front of the sheriff's office a hang mans plank.
For today, they were hanging billy boy Taylor.
Rotgut was a mean town hanging was a weekly thing. But today there would be no.
For my guns would blaze to save a man in rotgut.

Where Do poets Go
As I write a poem I often wonder where do poets go.
Do travel the world to look for that poem they have been waiting for?
Do just sit and think if I was a great poet would I have all the words to write a great poem?
Where do those poets go?
Do they go to the moon or mars? Or to the underground to find that super hero.
Do they travel to a parade to see all the flags that fly?
May be they go to heaven to find a love one or looks for a well known person.
Well I know of one poet that does know where he is going.
That is to bed to find a great poem.

They Flew Their flags
Two armies flew their flags as they fought each other.
Killing one from the north and one from the south.
They flew their flags each with pride in their own belief.
Now today they fight as one for the flag they love.
One from the north and one from the south fighting
Those that want to take away our belief of life.
We fly it high to show we stand as one in a country in love of our flag.
They flew their flags now as one of the land they do love.

The Killing of old Tom
They all gather in the barn yard.
Penny and poly pig was there with their ribbons of black
Carol the cow and Bucky the bull sang a song of Moo.
Rocky the rooster calls in the alarm with a crow.
As old tom was taken to the chopping block
The Ax was sharp yes indeed. As he raised it and down it came.
Old Billy the goat said off with his head.
Tomorrow is Thanksgiving and he is dinner.
The stove is ready and the killing of tom will be the end.

13 bars and 50 stars
Old glory is my name
I'm over 200 yr old.
But yet I fly above the rest of them.
I do not run when I'm shot at.
And I do not back down from none.
Red white and blue are my colors.
I go to school and to war.
I fly high on buildings top.
13 bars and 50 stars
How can anyone not like me?

The cape
It's a sunny, cold day on the Cape.
I long to be there to walk on the beach.
The air is cold from the north breeze.
That brings the waves that tap the shore.
You can hear the roar of the surf as night will begin to fall.
The birds are gone for the day, will sing another day.
As this day ends here on the cape

Zoar Valley
There is a place a long the creek in Catt.Co. N.Y.
The valley sits between two cliffs in the low spot of the creek.
It's called zoar valley. The water runs over the fall so you can know where to swim.
A quiet little place with green trees in the summer.
In the fall people come from far away to see the colors of the trees /
Red,yellow and brown as the leaves do change.
In this valley know as zoar valley Catt Co.N.Y.

Christmas season
Bells are ringing
Carolers are singing
Snowflakes fall
Birds fly away
Lights are bright.
You are right
It's Christmas time.
Stores are open
People are shopping
Children are playing
People are saying
MERY CHRISTMAS AND A HAPPY NEW YEAR.

The rain.
The rain is falling so softly on the window.
A light tapping sound is like music.
The *** on the ground is getting washed
As the rain falls.
I look to see if the *** is filling
But I don't know if it is half full or is half empty.
The rain keeps falling.
Birds are bathing in a puddle singing a song of joy.
Then it stops. The rain is gone from this spot.
Moving to the next place. But the *** is still not full.
Maybe next time it will be half full or half empty.
So let it rain.

Punxsutaweney Phil Speaks
A interview with Punxsutaweney Phil
Groundhog News.
Reporter: Mr Phil , How did you get in to weather reporting?
Mr Phil: My dad did it and my granddad did it so it's in the family.
Reporter: Why Feb 2nd of every year?
Mr Phil: It's Mid winter
Reporter: Do you like seeing your shadow?
Mr Phil: Not Really!
Reporter: How about Today?
Mr Phil: Well it's like this a 50/50 Chance. And all will be seen.
Reporter: Punxsutaweney Phil speaks today of either an early spring or a long winter. I guess will have to see.
And this report is betting on Phil.

Well one full week of school gone bye. Kids are asking when Christmas vacation starts. Not enough work to keep awake in class. So 1st - 4th period is sleep time. But wheres the teachers. In the teacher's room drinking and being all sorts of fun.Weekend here more homework. Can't watch tv can't play video games can't go to girlfriends house.(Boy) I thought school was from Monday to Friday  not the whole weekend too.!!Weekend is over back to school tomorrow. Homework not done. Dog ate part of it the birds ate the rest. Teacher will be ****** but not going to school tomorrow. Have Dr appointment so who cares.Week two of school more homework that will never end. Teacher takes a cell phone because you're bored in a class that you don't need. Football team stinks so bad that even the mascot had to cry why me. So what will next week bring the same old stuff. Oh welcome back to school kids have fun!!

Main Street U.S.A.
Every town has a main street.
Some Short and some long.
But in this town on main street  
We once saw clowns.
They dance and ran around as they went up the main street.
We saw the bands coming from all around.
Play a Yankee doodle tune.
All the way downs our main street.
No more do we hears that band.
For in some towns, they have forgotten the good times on our main streets U.S.A.

No more bullets
The guns have stopped.
The wars are over.
No more killing in the streets.
No more robbers
No more crime.
There are no more bullets for my gun.

Winter storm
Here i sit with no place to go
All are quiet but the windy outside.
No tv the lights are out
The snow is falling as fast as I type.
The ground is covered with just a little snow.
While the laptop power is about to go.
No cars on the road the police calls for a driving ban.
Now I pray that it will stop soon.
For it's getting close to June.
What a winter storm we did have.
Only a half inch on the ground.

The chicken
There was a chicken that would not cross the road.
She didn't care if the others did.
Getting to the other side wasn't on her mind.
When she wandered about, she stayed away far apart.
When the other asked her why.She didn't cross the road.
She replied I don't want to end up as chicken nuggets at Mc Donalds!

I love thee let me count the ways
I love thee let me count the ways.
I love you when you wake me in the morning
My love for laying out my close for me.
I love you when you have the car running for me.
I love you for dinner on the table.
I love you when you turn the tv to football.
I love you for all of that.
Only if it was true.

Mountain top
The leaves are all but gone as they fall from the trees on the mountain top.
The breeze blows the last few away making way for the winter snow.
A few flake start to fall with the help of old mother nature
Fall as if God had taken them from her and places them here on the mountain top.
Soon it will be covered like a white cap on your head. Snow is blowing here and there.
Each mountain top covered in its own way . Snow flying from tree to tree.
As the tops are white and ready for the long winter storms.
The cold will blow and the snow will fall until the birds do fly once more.
But the mountain top snow will remain till the warm summer breeze.

He is not from the movies
He isn't the hulk. He isn't batman.
He is not a superman nor is he rocky.
He isn't the ninja turtles.
He is not part of the movies.
He's my hero like no other can be.
You won't see him on the big screen.
I will follow him wherever he wants me to go.
He's my dad and he's my hero.
He may like the motives but as my hero none will do.