Up and down, up and down.
Back and forth , back and forth.
Around and around , around and around.
What a fun day at the park!!!!!!

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.

Waiting
I stand here on the corner waiting for you.
I watch as the sky turns to blue.
I stand for an hour and there is no you.
Just my power building is waiting for you.
I've now waited for two hours.
As my shoes turn to glue
I'm waiting for you.
Mad as I can be I say where can you be.
Not here and not there.
So I stand waiting.
The dark does come and it's time I go
Why do I stand here waiting for you?
When I could have walked around the corner to home.

Waiting at the door
Here I stand waiting for you.
Wondering if you're coming soon.
Are you packing your bags or just taking your good old time?
Waiting at the door is really nice.
Hurry I say I want to close the door.
So I don't have to wait at the door no more.

Waiting for the zombies
Here I stand in the middle of the graveyard.
Looking at all the tombstone. Waiting to see which one will open up tonight.
Will it be Jessie James or could it be Elvis Presley this very night?
Could it be a war hero or so one that I do not really know?
I stand here looking around just waiting and see if they come.
The thought of waiting for the zombies makes my blood run cold.
It's midnight I hear the sound of the old church bells.
There goes something pass the tombstones to the left.
no now to the right of me.
I feel the hot breath on the back of my neck.
Could it be a zombie that is there?
o nooo let me gooo....
I'm just waiting for the zombies sir not the pizza boy.

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.

Wake up  America
Wake up America They took your land.
They took our bow and arrows first.
They said to stop us from killing them.
They took the tee *** which we called home.
They said no more buffalo to make our close and have some food.
The history is there to see.
As they take our guns today.
No protection for you or me.
They will take our home as they do.No job for us because they have them all.
No food,no schools. They even want our God.
Banning the for loving our country and pray to who ever they tell.
Now Wake up America before we are all gone.

Walking in someone else shoes.
You put on your shoes one at a time.
Maybe you right or your left.
But your first step is going to be difference
From him.
He might walk a slight line
But there will be broken steps along the way.
The thing is no steps are the same.
You could be president or a *** on the street.
If not that you'll have your own steps to curve along the way.
You just can't walk in someone shoes.
They might have smaller feet l.o.l

Walking my tiger home
Walking my tiger home is a job.
She pulls me down the street for that food at home
She runs like a rabbit pulling me right behind.
It becomes a tug of war she pulling me and I pulling her back.
No cat or dog can stand in her way.
For being only 2 feet tall shes a real tiger when
I walk my tiger home

Walking the river.
As I walk the river banks
The water seems to flow as if it was following me.
The trees with their branches sum the touch of water to drink.
The river is so quiet that it is nice to walk along just to think.
The birds are flying above the trees ready to take a fish they might see.
The sun it sets and the glare makes the water shine in different colors.
I enjoy a walk along the river and to see all that there.

Walking with heroes
I walk at night in the graveyard.
To see the headstones of those that are there.
I call each name aloud to be understood. And I hear them all answer yes sir.
We walk the graveyard and see so many from different ways but hero s the same.
The join our walk till day light comes each returning to their spot.
But not before I say thank you to each one of them.
Giving thanks for the freedom they gave and the enjoyment of their company.
As I search for those they say was my family.
I walk with heroes till then.

Walk the road of life
As I walk the road of life
I find many road blocks.
Some are harder to make than others.
Life is at the cross roads when you don't know which way to go.
I see the final road is reached when you try to turn and can't find a road to take.
But if you take that final step. You did n't work hard enough to find a better road.
Choose the right road as there are many.
And life is too short to hunt for the right road.

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.

We Bleed Red white And blue.
We bleed as a soldier is killed.
We bleed as a policeman gives his life.
We bleed as a child of many color die in the streets.
We bleed for the lost of a love one.
We bleed because we care.
We bleed because we ALL ARE AMERICANS
WE Bleed RED WHITE AND BLUE because IT IS IN OUR BLOOD>

Friday night no home football game. Video games are a bore. Wrestling the same old stuff. So what good is the weekend.
Sunday is here what a thrill needed to clean.The rotten grill.
Monday can't get here fast enough.
Then only four days to be completed. Then it's back to the weekend!

We honor God, for he is the King of kings.
We honor our mother and father, for the gave us life.
We honor our teachers, for giving their time to teach us the things we require for life.
But most of all we honor the men and women that protect us.
And provide us with the freedom we have.
God blesses them and protects them.

We Speak English.
No we do not need to press one for English please!
We speak English here.
Foreigners come to this land and can't speak a word of English.
Why do we need to press 1?

They say that little boys are made of shells and snails and puppy dog tails.
They say that little girls are made of sugar and spice and everything nice.
       BUT WHAT ARE MOMS MADE OF?
Moms are made of thunder. As her voice booms to say,"Stay out of the cookie jar!!"
Moms are stronger than superman. When you want that peanut butter jar open.
    But most of all moms are soft and full of tears.
When you hand her flowers and say," I LOVE YOU MOM!!"

What are your dreams
What are your dreams I want to hear.
Are they funny or about money?
Can they be scarey or are the a little hairy?
Do you dream of a car that will take you far?
Do you dream of a girl with those pearls on?
What do you dream of?
How about a dream of how to milk a cow.
If it's funny and not about money how about the Easter bunny.
Is it about someone you care for or a big old bear?
What make you dream of, no one knows but you.

What happen
What happen to the Fourth Of July parade
What happen to the flags that led the parade?
What happen to all the floats and funny clowns
What happen all the old cars and the fire trucks.
What happen to the bands that played the music.
Where did it go?
No more they say it might offend someone.
Well if you are offended Please think who's country, you're in.

What if I
What if I stood on my head like a clown?
What if I barked like a puppy dog?
What if I follow you home? >
What if I held my heart and just smiled at you?
What if I bought you a dozen roses?
What if I said, " I love you"?
What if I gave you a ring?
Would you say I love you too?

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!

They say I 'm a hero. But I'm not I fight for what I and millions of us belive in. To carry out what this nation was formed on. The belief that every AMERICAN should live free. I'm not the hero I just do what I can to make you and this country free for all...I am a veteran and first of all AMERICAN>GOD BLESS US ALL

What will be 2016 bring for you?
What will bring 2016 for you.
Will it bring a president to cheer.
Will it make you a millionaire.
Or will it be a time of joy/
Will it be a time to be sad.
Maybe it will be a time for you to get rich.
Or a time to get rid of that ----h?
Will it be a time to be glad or a time to be a witch.
Wait to see for 2016 will be up on us.
Soon you will see.

When God Made Earth.
When God made the earth.He had the U.S.A> on his mind.  He blesses us with the freedom our soldiers provide us. He watches them and attempts to protect those he can. God has his hands on America just don't let anyone say that he doesn't. So Goodnight Mr and Mrs AMERICA where ever you are!

When I
When I was five I wanted a BB gun. My father bought me a water gun. When I was 10 I wanted a 22. But my dad bought me a cap gun. When i was 15 I wanted a shot gun and I got a bb gun. When I turned 22 I wanted an ak47. And got kicked in the **** and told you're not a killer you're still my child. And you get what I give you or tell you what you can have because I'm your father and God says honor your father and mother!

When the angels come
When the angels come I will be waiting.
My time to reach the gates to heaven
I will not shed a tear for he will be waiting for me.
I will walk with those that left before me.
In the joy of heaven, the angels will come together to see me.
So don't cry. I will meet you when the angels come.
Then side by side we will walk the streets of heaven
And we will get our wings so we can be one of the angels that come for those who wait.

When the lights go out.
It rains and thunders
As has as could be.
A lightning bolt hits a tree.
Out goes the lights. Pop and a bang.
Here you set with no lights tonight.
Nobody in the house not even a mouse.
The phone does ring and you jump
Almost out of your bedroom shorts.
Someone want to know why you have no lights.
No fire sticks to burn for light.
And you're scared to call it a night.
When all of a sudden you do hear a knock that makes you
Shout the lights are out.
You're to scared to answer the door but you hear a whisper sound.
That's what happens when the lights go out.

When the moon goes out
I always wonder where the moon goes
When the sun comes out.
Does it go to bed?
Does it play hid and seek?
When the moon goes out where does it go.
Does it go in the clouds? I really want to know.
If it is made of cheese who eats it all?
I want to know where it says I really don't know.
Does the man in the moon turns off the light.
I know it shines real bright.
When the moon goes out what happens then?

When the rain fall it is tear drops from heaven.
As they fall each one is a drop from love ones.
And friends.
Drops of love and tears of love wanting you to know how much your loved
falling from heaven here they come .
When they fall look up one is for you.
When the rain falls love will fill the air.

When the wind blows
When the wind blows I hear the sound of sweet music.
I hear the leaves on the branches move so softly in the breeze.
I hear the tapping of the wind as it hits the window pane.
The season it changes so fast as day and night.
Bring warm air to those summer nights.
Then with a blast, the cold winter air sends chills down to your toes.
I watch as those trees branches dance telling me the wind does blow.

When will I grow up?
I look at others and think of nothing but another day of being small.
I go to school and there I am I can't reach things like the others.
When I go to lunch to sit with my friends. And I can't see over the table to see if they are there.
I just want to climb the stairs at night. But get told, I'm to little.
I can't reach the sink. To wash my feet. So now they stink.
I need a boost in to bed. However, I bump my head.
I lay awake and really think.
When will I grow up?

When you're gone
When you leave I won't know what to do.
I might miss you so bad that I'll want to die.
But on a second thought.
I just will throw a party and have some joy.
I can have a few friends in to stay.
The blond will stay if she wants.
No I won't miss you when you're gone.

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.

Where do clouds go?
I look at the sky and I do wonder.
Where do the clouds go as they pass me by?
They move so fast that so time I have it hard to just follow one.
Do they move to the North or do they run to the South?
I see there was a few in the east and one moving from the west.
Where do they go when they are gray? And are they happy when their white.
Where do they go at night I may ask .
For where do clouds really go?
I just want to find out.

Where frozen ember still burn
I find you are gone.
You may not come back.
In my heart is the place where frozen ember still burn.
The love we once had is all but gone.
Even when my heart is burning and even if frozen embers still burn.
The healing will soon be gone, but my heart is where the frozen ember still burn.
For you and only you the love of embers still burns in your cold frozen heart.

Children playing on the play ground.
Swings going back and forth.
See saws going up and down.
Merry go rounds going around and around.
Children running everywhere.
Now no children on the play ground.
No swings going back and forth.
No see saw going up and down.
The merry go round has stopped.
No children running .
Where have all the children gone?
Back to class. School is going on.

Where would i be ?
If yesterday isn't today, And to day isn't tomorrow where will I be?
If last night wasn't tonight and tomorrow night isn't tonight.Where will I be?
If I cross the road to the other side and go back once more. Where will I be?
If time stops and restarts where will I be?
If I die and go to heaven where will I be yesterday,today and tomorrow?

Who am I
I am me.
A person of no real status
I am not a king. I am not a president.
I am me
A kind person at times
A friend when needed
Someone that can be hated. But someone that can be loved.
Who am I? Well I am me and right now i'am a poet.

I am many. I come from the rich and the poorest of families.
I sleep in mud ,the rain and snow. I eat when I can and where I can.
I only carry a rifle to protect those I am asked to. I ask nothing in return.
I do so because I am proud to love  my country. For what it stands for.
I am an American solder and I will die for you!!!

Who Are these killers? They are, ***  that want to get their joy off by killing others. 1 second of fame can claim one life. Is it really worth the money time and greatness to give them their wishes? 1 sec one life 1 life is priceless when you can see that life grow. They say time will heal. But nothing can heal the feeling of hugs and kisses missing from the lost. You shall not forget the lost. But you also will never forget the horror of what causes a lost. We have sport stars. Movie actors,they should get the fame. Not the killers! 6 secs 6 lives may the heavens cry for what has happened here on earth. 6 young angels sending kisses to all of us from above.

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?

Who are you? You are not rich, you are not famous, you're not a politician, not a movie star, not poor. Who are you? You are not a preacher, you are not a teacher or even a Sunday school teacher you are not a football player or a sports star. But who are you?
Your not a Fireman or even a policeman, Your not a solider or a ring master.
Your not a wrestler or a boxer to.
Your not a cowboy or a redskin fan.
Who Are You ? I"M ME!!!!

Who is your neighbor?
My neighbor is a little old lady.
With the brightest gray hair you ever seen.
And always has a smile to say hi with.
She has a rocker that I never been used.
At her kitchen and half the town smells like apple pie.
Which drives me crazy.
She's a kind old lady at all.

Who's knocking at my door?
I hear someone at the door.
But when I go I do not see one there.
The sound comes there once more.
Still no one there.
The door bell does not go off.
A knock I do hear.
I watch out the window once more.
And there to my surprise.
Was the old rocker hitting the shutter and the old cat rocking away.

A little boy and his mother were talking one day.
The little boy was having a great time.Asking all sorts of question.
When out of the blue the boy did ask.Why do you cry at night?
Is it because I am mad? See if it is because you are sad?
Is it because you miss Dad?
Oh, why do you cry?
Is it because you are cold or is it because I'm coming old?
Is it because you are lonely?
So mom why do you cry?

Why must I Die
Today I see babies born
Just to be torn and killed.
Thousands of young and old
Yelling why must I die.
I did nothing wrong.
Is it hate or is it joy
They don't know the fate.
Rwanda 's genocide killing all those that stand.
Swing clubs and machetes. Cutting them all down.
But they don't know why i must die they think.
The blood rolls in the streets.
Who can stop it we want to know
Peace is the answer not the dope.

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.

Will she
Will she make me mad or will she make me sad?
Will she let me climb in or will she just make it the end?
Will she let me feel it all greasy and grimy
Or will she just not makes it the time.
And for all you ***** mind people.
It's a car I'm trying to get her in to gear.

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