Who are those funny poets?
Who are those funny poets I want to know?
Are they the one that makes you laugh so hard you have to ***?
Are they the one that makes you jump?But not over the moon!
Is it a poem about the East Bunny and how he is broke.
Or a silly poem on how not to pull a cow's tail to get milk.
Who are these funny poets I want to know.
Could it be me?

A dot is small, a dot can be big.
A dot is round, a dot can be a clown....
A dot can be blue or it can be red..
A dot can mean something or maybe nothing.
but we use it so much that it means we are done.

Heaven is too far
Heaven is too far to walk
Heaven we can only speak of.
Heaven is too far to fly
Even if we try.Heaven isn't close at all
It's just too far.
So let's do an overhaul.
And move it close for all.
So I can visit heaven.
When i want.

The old man
The old man lived at the end of the hollow.Most of the time.
He had white hair and a white beard.
He had a big barn out behind his house.But you could not see in it.
Late in Nov. He would disappear for a month or so.But would return after the 25th of Dec.
I never saw him myself. But I heard that he dressed in red. And had a big red sled.
They called him Santa clause. I just know him as the old man at the end of the hollow.

Will the crowd cheer.
When I was little I just wanted to play football.
The kids in the neighborhood told me I was to small.
I dream of running on to the field and hearing the crowd cheer.
As I grew older, they said I wasn't strong enough to be played ball.
I ran fast but was not capable of keep them off.
The day came when I joined a college team.
I was to play and I knew my dream was there.
When I heard the crowd cheer.
As I got to the pro years.
I wonder once more with that question of mine.
Will the crowd cheer for me #12

Halloween
The pumpkins are all grown at a pace.
They are waiting for those funny faces.
The witches are getting such a itch
To ride those broom sticks.
The ghost will be the host of the party.
As the trolls fills the bowls with candy.
So now it's time to beat it to the streets
To yell trick or treat for Halloween.

NOBODY TELLS ME
NOBODY tells me to take down my flag.
I will die to keep it flying high.
We don't tell them to come here.
They come with changes on their mind.
We would be gun down if we went there with telling them what to be done.
So nobody tells me to take it down.
Nobody tells me just what to eat.
Beacon and eggs are just the start.
I'll **** a pig for Sunday dinner O, what a joy.
That is because nobody tells me what to do.

Eyes that last I saw in tears
Eyes that last I say in tears
Though division
Here in death's dream kingdom
The golden vision reappears
I see the eyes but not the tears
This is my affliction
This is my affliction
Eyes I shall not see again
Eyes of decision
Eyes I shall not see unless
At the door of death's other kingdom
Where , as in this ,
The eyes outlast a little while
Little while outlast the tears
And hold us in derision.

Rain
Rain drops fall so lightly that you can almost count each drop.
As they fall they form a puddle all gathering in one place.
The little ducks they came to play as they stand in the rain.
The rain it falls now harder that even the trees bend to try to get away.
The sound of a larger tap on the windows as they drop from the sky.
The sound of thunder in the far away land lets us know that a storm
May come soon.
Harder and harder the rainfall. Now the sound is like a drum.
Making music for the birds as they sat to bathe in the drops.
The water from the drops now from a little brook as the duck try to float
I look to see how highs the water but I doesn't need a boat yet.
So let it rain and fall so just maybe by the end of the day it will be snowing.

When I am called to duty, God.
Whatever flame may rage.
Give me strength to save a life.
Help me embrace a little child before it is late, or save an older person from the horror that fate.
Enable me to be alert and quickly and efficiently to put the fire out.
I will want to fill my calls and give the best of me, to guard my every
neighbor and protect his property life recording to my fate.
plus, with your protecting hands my children and my wife.

Eyes That Cry
My eye cry when I just think about the day the towers fell.
They cry when the hear of people being killed.
They cry for the policemen that get killed for only doing their jobs.
My eyes cry for the young that watch as their parents are killed in the street.
They cry for America We are dying as a nation.
My eyes cry when someone tells me another soldier has killed by freedom.
This is the eyes that cry.
They cry one tear at a time for one death
No more they say I can't cry no more.

Man needs
Confucius Said "Man cannot live on bread alone"
No he needs an Ipod, a computer, cellphone, Tv, suv.
Did Confucius really know that man needs more than bread?

You Write,you write
You write,you write till the words become a poem.
Long verse or short stories
You write,you write.
Maybe a song or a love letter to those that read.
You write you write it must be a joy.
To see the words you wrote in a contest to be judged.
You win a few you lose a few.
But you write you write till the ink runs out.

The thunder and lighting.
When I was little I hear a boom and the lights went out.
As we was in the dark my parents sat us about.
We ask what that noise was and why did the lights go out.
My mom, said that was thunder and lighting.
We wondered what caused it.
She said with a smile.
Those are little men in the sky and they are bowling.
That is the thunder you hear.
The lighting comes from the men getting a strike.
Which causes the sky to light up.
I looked at my mom and said with a smile
I want them on my bowling team.

Remembering.
I saw you standing on your porch.
You were dressed in some funny close.
You waved to me and I waved to you.
I asked my dad who you were.He said you were one of the neighbor boy.
I asked him why you were dressed in those humorous close.
Then my dad said to me.He said,That you were  dressed in a uniform.
He serves our country as a member of the arm service.
He does his time to protect us at all times.
A few days later I meet him once more.
I get close to him and I said I remember you.
Thank you very much for my freedom And may God bless you!

The Sky
(pink sky at night sailors delight pink sky in morning sailor take warning)
As the clouds bridge the sky, we wonder why they cover and pretty color.
A blue that shines with the sun so great. That no one would want to break.
Clouds may cover it on rainy day, but the blow will be always there. Changing to pink, just let us know
How the day will go.
Rainy or sunny that is the issue but with a blue sky we see the answer so wonderful day ahead.
The sky keeps the birds that fly.
The jets that scream though it're clouds.
The sky that holds a question at all.

The Penny man
There was an old man who walked the streets.
Day after day. Giving pennies to the young and old.
A gray haired man with a kind smiles.
He would walk by you and if you said "hello " to him.
A penny was all your reward.
Now he walks the streets of heaven. With a smile on his face.
Telling everyone "I'm an angel and these pennies are from heaven."

The man was from Springville N.Y. and everyone knew the penny man.

Naked
I into the woods to town i go. I ran around a tree and rip my shirt.
on the branch.
I ran   to the fence where I ripped my pants.
As i jumped .
In to the field I went as  fast as the shortcut could take me. Right pass a cow That i though said meow.
On down the hill I ran in to a bull  Where I mess my pants which was no bull???
Now to town I came  when I stopped to see.That I was naked as could be.
There i stood as the police car pulled up. And as i watched the bull run away with my pants on his horns. I was just naked looking funny.
In the middle of the street.

A Kiss for advice.
A kiss is the upper pervasion for lower invasion.
So keep your legs cross and your mind on your manners.
This is my advice.

True Love for Gramma
I said to my mother I want to go to Gramma's house.
She said, not today!
I was attempting to walk but with no luck.
I would ride my bike, but it's just a trick.
I can't drive a car it's too far.
I took a box and went inside to cry I want to see Gramma's house.
Momma heard the cry.
When she just opens the box, I said mail me to Gramma's house.

I seen a green eyed monster
I went to bed with a thought of good things.
My belly made a really bad noise I thought it was a possibility that monster.
With everyone to sleep I went downstairs without a sound.
To the cookie jar I went. Then out it came from the dark.
This big green eyed monster.
I just wanted to hide but no place to go. I was caught with the cookie jar.
I reach into the jar and took a cookie out.
I handed the cookie to the green eyed monster.
He took it with a grump then went out of sight.
The green eyed monster looked back at me
He said in a voice I heard before.
Go to bed my son or that green eyed monster might get you.

Waiting in the dark
I am here alone, nobody to speak to.
Nobody to see. Waiting for something to happen.
No nothing for me.
Now I look to see if there is anyone there.
Just waiting here in the dark is not for me.
Only now I open my heart to you.
For now the door has open
I'm not waiting in the dark no more.
For the sunshine is out the door.

The greatest clown
The greatest clown would make you laugh.
He would sometimes make you cry.
He would tell you jokes.
But would tell no lies
But always At the end of the night
He would Say "goodnight and god bless"
Thank you Red.

I should not read that fine print
I should not read the fine print
For it hurts my eyes as I try.
It's so tiny that I cannot read.
To find out that they are taking my money
Or that i have to pay twice to get the gift.
I should not read the fine print
For it might tell me I'm going blind.
So read with care for it might tell you a story

The America Flag.
I have been home since I was born.
I have participated in many wars.
Be discovered in every state and every country in the world.
I march down every main st that will carry me.
As the wind blows i say hi to all and let you know
You are free.
Some say that i am offended, but I say nothing.
I'm the AMERICA FLAG AND THANK YOU FOR HAVING ME!!!!

The Dead poet---lord alfred douglas
I dreamed of him last night,I saw his face
All radiant and unshadowed of distress,
And as of old, in music measureless,
Heard his golden voice and marked him trace
Under the common thing the hidden grace, a
And conjure wonder out of emptiness,
And all the world was an enchanted place.
And then methought outside a locked gate
I mourned the loss of unrecord words,
Forgotten tales and mysteries half said,
wonders that might have been articulate,
And so I woke and knew that he was dead.

The Letter To Santa
Dear Santa,
   I'm very sorry I said i 'm mad at you.
But mommy told me why you did not show up this year.
She said my daddy died in something they call a war.
He was fighting to keep me safe and free.
Mommy said she did not have any money left after working two jobs to feed the three of us.
I thought you forgot me because we live in an old car.
I hear my mom cry at night and now I know the reason why.
I saved you some cookies I got at school.Nevertheless, I gave them to little johnny as a gift from you.
I hope next year will be better, but if not I still love you and thanks for not forgetting me.
                                                             ­    Love you Santa ,
                                                               ­            Alisa
                      P. S. I hope everyone had a MERRY CHRISTMAS!

He Sees you
I know the song for dear old santa.
But there is someone else that sees you.
He sees you when 're awake,he sees you when you're a sleep.
He sees you when you're in school, he sees you even in the swimming pool.
He sees you on sat he sees you the most on sunday.
He goes every place you go.
He also hears you. At night saying his name.
Santa might be good but God  has the greater power
To see you all the time.

Vampires
Out of the dark, he comes.Following you wherever you go.
He hinds in the dark so you cannot see him.
Behind trees, behind building he stays out of sight and the light.
He grabs you and brings you in his arms.
He doesn't want a kiss but just a bite of your neck.
******* all your blood until you're dead.
He vanishes out of sight and on to the next he goes
All night long till he is full. Then on to bed he goes.
waiting till the next he can take to fill his needs.

America will be back.
We the people have fallen once more.
To the trouble of todays world.
Just a small step we have done.
But we say that I'll be back strong and tall.
We strive to live our lives freely.
They launch a curve from all direction.
Nevertheless, we say I'll be back to swing a bat to hit them it out.
We will stand tall once more when I mean I'll be back.
Life will change here he america as we the people will be back
And America Says I'll be back strong once more.
Because I will be back.

Press 1
Press 1 for English is the song we get today.
Every phone calls we make.
It's not a human we speak to.
But just a machine.
They give you more numbers to press
But you always hear press 1 for English.
I often wonder if America moved and we all lost our English talk
If your from the south a howdy, would be nice. .
Press 1 for English press 2 to find your number, press 3 if you know your number.
Press 4 if the number is not listed. And you go on to o which then they have a human on the line.
Then they  tell you they can't help you press 1.

There will be blood on his hands none in his heart.
A boy is shot. A girl is *****.
Where is the man in charge.
A school has a,shooting, people in a church gun down.
What is the man in charge of doing.
Young and old being killed for no reason at all.
There is blood on his hands because he has none in his heart.
Soldiers are dying all over the world.Even on our streets.
Who is in charge. He has blood on his hands and no blood or love in his heart.

The lights of Christmas
I see the snow as it falls on the trees so pretty.
People they gather in the town to see the lights of Christmas.
Red, blue,green and yellow.
Sparkle under the white snow on the trees.
Santa and his sled are all decked out in lights of Christmas.
Snowball fights and songs of joy fill the air and are a sight.
The bells make a song of the season as the snow falls for no reason.
The town is all lite at night with the lights of Christmas.

One rainy night
One rainy night there was very little light.
The road was wet with mud
The corners I started to dread.
Rain was falling as hard as could be.
I could not really see.
I had to reduce my speed.
I looked to the left and then to the right.
Just then, in my sight there he stood.
I hit my brakes and tried to stop.
The rain kept me from doing so.
As they drove away, they drove away I heard them say.
He saved her life on this rainy night.
The bridge is washed out and it would have been a sight
On this one rainy night.

Around the corner
The old black cat he's taken a nap.
At the house around the corner.
Getting ready to play his game this very night.
For he'll hide out of sight around the corner of the house
Ready to scare you in to a fright.
He'll hide out of the light in the dark of night.
Then jump, at you with a scary meow.
Then off he runs around to the next corner to hide once more.
You hear the dog bark to warn you but out the cat comes like a bolt of lighting
To scare you as you round the corner to yell Trick or treat.
The old cat he plays this game this Halloween night at the house around the corner.

Way back when I was ten
Way back when I was ten i fell in love
She had golden hair and the bluest of eyes.
She was thirteen way back when I was ten
But then love was fun.
She would come to me each day so I could laugh and play.
I would throw a ball to her and I just loved the way she was.
My love for her way back when grew more as we grew old together.
My dog was my only love way back when I was ten.

Will I Remember...
Will I remember how you smiled
To see me write your name upon
The soft sea-sand...'o what a child!
You think you're writing upon stone!"
I have since written what no tide
Shall ever wash away , what men
Unborn shall read our ocean wide
And find Bella's name again.

The sun has slowly set
The sun has slowly set,and the long grass now
Waves dreamily in the evening wind;
And the birds has flown from that gray stone
In all the lonely landscape around
I see no light and hear no sound,
Except the wind that is a long way away.
Comes sighing over the sea.
For the sun has slowly set
And the night starts to fall.

Praise Thee
Praise thee that has hands that heal.
Praise thee That kneels to him.
Praise thee who ask in prayer.
Praise Thee that answers them.
Praise God that serves us all.
Praise God that gave us life.

A New Years dream
I went to bed after the ball dropped
To ring in the New year.
I lay there awhile then off I went.
Into a dream it Had to be done.
There I was in a place I only knew it had to be a dream.
Cars that fly. Trains that hung upside down.
People are wearing funny shoe.That lifts them off the ground.
It was a sight to see.
But I looked and then i woke up.
There was no police and or no crime.
A world where my neighbor was like family.
No name calling,no fighting at all.
It was a dream that maybe some New year it would come true.

School Days 3
Can't find my homework.
The dog must have eaten it.
Missed the bus.So I had to walk next door to the school.
Mom is going to get mad. I got a F for lunch.
The day is almost over.
I watch the clock with care.
Then it happens.I wake up!
Then I think it's only the second day of school.

Be kind.
Be kind to your family
Be kind to a friend
Be kind to a neighbor
Be kind to god
And he'll be kind to you!

My old mom: Has gray hair.
My old mom: Can't climb the stairs.
My old mom: Has a rock in chair.
My old mom : Really cares.
My old mom: Doesn't drink no beer.
My old mom: Has lots of tears.
when I say, "I LOVE YOU DEAR".
My old mom: Can't dance the latest.
My Old Mom : She's the greatest!!!

The wall
The wall was built to keep them out.
Or was it built to keep us in?
Built so tall you can't climb over
And you can't go under it.
So long that you can't go round.
No doors at one end
But a gate to let you in or out.
You can touch the wall
But don't climb on it.
It's just a wall to me and you.

Love Poison
Love is just like an abscess that forms in the head and bust in the A.
Love is it poison for you or me?  
We fall in love so they say so we can be here with you and me.
But love is poison if you are not around with me!
Love Is an abscess that just busted in my a!
When I say I love you!!
That is love poison.

The visit
She sat at the side of the grave. Talking away to who was there.
She got no answer but she lived her day with him.
She cried for awhile,then laugh with joy as she smiled just for a second.
Her visit was long but to her not long enough she had to visit three more graves.
Her days are spent there at the graves. For her family was lost and bring no joy.
As she walked to the other, she stopped to fix the flag on another. Gave a smile.
Then walked on.
Her visit is joy to her only with unhappiness for those she lost.
As he left she closed the gate. And now you all are safe.

Looking through the window ,I see the Moon, in between the branches ,and it looks huge and bright!!! Beautiful!!! I watch each night as it changes shape. I watch as it travels through the sky from east to west what a wonderful thing to watch.Sometimes white sometimes orange it's nice to watch the moon at night

A tear from mom.
Mom has gone to the heaven above. To be with dad.
Setting at the window looking at the heaven.
Thinking of times of joy and fun.
A drop of water falls from the sky
I think it's a tear from mom.
A tear to let me things will be ok.
Another tear to say I love you
Sweet tears from the heaven that are mom's

Christmas prayer
He kneels down on the ground and looked to the north.
A bright star he did see.
He walks aways and found another shepherd standing looking at the same star.
A third man then joined the other two.
And they walked. God stopped them and said,behold a king has been born on this night.
And they walked, they found the king in an old barn.
They kneeled before him and they prayed.
This is now a christmas prayer only we have many more to say.
So God behold i take your son and you in my heart
Let no man change this my lord for you are king of all.

The train.
I hear a sound in the far distance.
I can't quite distinguish between the sound.
As I listen it becomes more clear.
A sound of a horn I do hear it now.
A train is coming down  the tracks.
Don't know where it's going.
I hear it drawing closer. Could it be?
Yes, as it sounds once more it goes pass  my house.
My house shakes a little then things begin to be come quiet once more.
The train to nowhere just went by.