Prattle in the diplomacies straddle
But all I hear is babble
Outside on the big lawn!

I left myself for a brief good few hours
Whether it was the mescaline, or the quaaludes
All I know is my now wife, smelled as tropical beaches and
Fresh picked flower's.

Happy new year poet fantasizers
Happy new year poet writers!
Happy new years to those who know no years.
Never get old, throw away the old mirrors!
Happy new years,
Poet's and poetesses.
Let your writes be rocking invites
For hugs and poetic kisses.

This rock and roll analogy like liquor
The bang hits with a bust
But the drums go quicker
WAMMER JAMMER

Take a number, hey pick a chair. Choose the way. You get up
There. Stardom slams, the youngest of heirs. Stardom slay's,
Hey stardom betrays. Stardoms a nail making your coffin
With the grave.

Take the time
Give a gift
Bust a ryth
Drive the whammy
To the charitable side.
Wam wammer hammer
Into her rise.
Remember sweet 21
Honey buns? Remember
Timely 27 fun young gun.
Me and my wife
Prowled the world and the sun
We had a grandson,
Time of our beloved.

Play the cards,
Overtaking the deck
Flip the hand.
Place the bet,
Hand the buck
To make another
A gambler's chance
A lost bets wither.

A chunk of change out of the pocket
You'd think NASA was
Building a rocket.

Innocent child eyes
Corrupted by imagery
Of bloodshed and war.

Soldier in his twenties
Tears off his badge
Saying to the man
"I don't work for you no more".

Crazy does
What crazies will
Crazies live
On crazy fill.
Crazies need
Their crazy pills
Rock and roll
Will be my thrill.

We make erudition
We have intellect
We are not led
We lead
We direct.

We are witty
We are quick
We are tipsy
With write's of hit and miss.

We are poets
We are men and women
We are different
We are atypical character's of habit

Life's not a cakewalk. There are trial's, tribulations.
Downtimes, agitations. Sweet lovin or imitations.
Life's not a cakewalk, life's a seed so let it grow.
Life is a plea of something bigger than us
Let life's seed flourish and grow.

At only the age of sixteen
I stared through the astral
Telescope into her window
I saw what I shouldn't have
Though her window opened
And my imagination ran wild.
Then one day it closed
So I supposed I'd marry that girl
And with her have at least one child.
And still with my wife
My love.

My imagination goes untamed.

saw your shinning face
In the same old place
On that lonely day
When you go away
I wonder why
You always have to lie
When I'm still here
With my memory and fear
I feel a deep pain
Because I know you will never love me again
I still feel sad
I can give you all I had
I give you my heart and soul
I will be there If you call
I will give you my all
I don't know what to do
Or where shall i go
Where do i belong


Old write when me and wife had bad time in past

Upgrade
To coin to nickle
From all the memorandum papers to chop
Slice
And decide and decide what is your dated fate

An assassin mentality
Has taken over the epoch's, scientists measure faith by
Weathering of muck
Hewn stone comes from bombing homes
Yet only scientifically has man
Measured their fate.
We open gates
To realms of the dead.
Kings run rampant
Queens say off with heads.
Politics like tricky ****
Create the rebirth of Nixon scandals.
Making words around the world
And wars they use to advance
Secretively they laugh
Behind the curtains of seance.
conjuring up tricks,
erroneous illusions.
Making boys to men
Armys to win
The masses of confusion.

You can choose to hate
Or you can choose the gift of love
But you cannot choose the middle fence,
Choose the path of love
Use your common sense.

We own nothing
But what's given to us. We only own our own actions.
We don't own
We only borrow
And return to the universe
What's rightfully his.

Plucked from the pack of fish
I grew some fin's
Swam to the place of mermaid's.

Crossroads of life
A bombilate jumbo.
Intersection of strife
Friction rub's its surface.
Prelude solitude
Is only the beginning.
Desolation, destitute
Needing more, and I'm not winning.
Buoyant, for my wife I do dehisce
Burping fondness as we both grow older.
Let the heat take us
Forget those nights
That got colder.
Tommorrow I do look forward
To.

Silver tongued bandman jamming on a six string

Silver lunged frontman

Making their ears ding!

Slide in Alice
Take a big bite
The smuggle smugness
Oh yeah you were right.

I will concentrate
Not contemplate
Not trump the sound
Of reverbing hate.
I'll fix my face
A warriors brand.
Shaking friends
Making hands.
Flip the band
Rock the stage
I was born to be
A fist of rage.
Not hurting others
Making page
Wisdom comes
White hair gray age.
Wisdom tells its
Wholesome tale.
Deepens mysteries
On universal scale.
I will get there
No way to fail
With a guitar in hand
Lyrics in mail.
Getting older
Doesn't mean goodbyes.
Getting older
Is wisdoms lullaby.

She doesn't need no makeup
She is the makeup of men's
Finest brand and desires
Like Jim said baby
Come on baby light
My fire! Come and set
Tommy on fire.

The older we get
The more knowledge I obtain.
The older I get
The more in tune with myself I am.
The older I get
The more I place bets.
The more comes the debt
Though in aging we don't think of it.
The older we get
Our names are carved in stone
Gravestones soon enough
Though with my wife I'll make my home.
In my ripe years
My fears do
Dissapear.
In the years ahead
I look forward to me and her
Instead.
The older I get
The more satisfied I have become
Knowing I will be better
Tommorrow with my wife
My golden one.

Anthropomorphic birds and bees
Are leaving places
To distant seas.
The seas are whimpering
To become its natural self
But mankind killed it
It's gone to hell.
The snails drag
To sands of filth, and plastic bags
Fill ***** shelves.
Out my window I think
The only natural beauty left
Is my organic yard.

Sway with the wind
Just don't let your skin get swept away...
The winds a fiesty little *******...

Take lessons from a dying man
Give thought to the living.

promise you an endless love
that will never change
My love to you will always exist
to comfort you through the hard times

I promise you an endless love
that will support you
All through the long way

My love to you is like the sun
that will bright all your life
And warm you through the cold nights
My arms will always be open
to hold you very tight

My Love to you is not like the wind
that blows and soon goes away
My love to you is like the air
that surrounds you from everywhere

My life is like a candle in your hand
to light your life
When you are afraid of the darkness
And blows it off when you are safe
this candle will always light your way
Untill it melts away

Remember
that there is a heart that will beat
for you forever
Only you.. no one else

Sudden invasion
Mind *****
Emancipation.

I get so much inspiration
Just by the rest of
You poets on here
Much I do appreciate it,
All of your poets sincereity
Makes me wanna write just as good
As the rest of you

Today was a day like no other
Wife and kids. A home and roof overhead
My wife with a candle between us,
Appreciating another
And I can tell you that wax wick got hot.

I can't forget my uncle
Old rod the dodge'
Always came off so easy,
His beer in hand, fishing rod.
Always wanted the big fish
Always wanted the 'catch'
Just to see him one more time
I would to show him my
Respect.

Her maquillage so delightful
Her waves of thought insightful
Her bloomage eyes rightful
Her all to me, the serene hope.

Tyrant I was at birth
With his guitar
Hand on string
Sending a curse.

Stay in check
Check!
Eat the title head
Check!
Clip finger off
Check!
Scolly
Check
Bring me him
Check
Tuck baby in check
File masters
Check
Hurried disaster
Check!!!
Babies feeding
Check it off

My hands go over her body
Like soap with the suds
Daddy's coming home baby
Be ready, fed, dressed, and good.
Do I want to, will we? Should?
All the shoulds in the world
Undressed my baby girl, on a
Melodic string I hold her heart
As she susurrates more of the good
Stuff baby.

Rocker and roller
Sold the guitar
For a pencil
And paper.
Rock and
Rollin'
Hard labor I strum I stroll my strings are folding

What is self destructive behavior
Is it hate one savours,
Is it the humiliation one gives for flavor.
What is kindness, is it fineness
Of a delicacy not served to the people and their wants.
Just to mure someone in a corner
As we raise our sons and daughters
We should probably take a look at how we
We're raised ourselves.

They were layed to rest
In 69
I remember those days
Where the killers would unwind

Today is the hour and time of the poet and poetess mind
Make the poet shine and let their line be the time
On the watch hands sublime. Today is the hour and time
Get inside a poet's mind. Rock and roll for the poets own.
Today is the hour
And time!

She did the dog dig
Frog pig

1-The tragedy of life is not that it ends so soon, but that we wait so long to begin it.
For men.

2-***: Pass My Shotgun
For women

We go into sabotage

When there's no cabotage
One day were going to be whacked by others in camouflage.

Or some internal/external force. The age is up, no time left for remorse. There is the road to sweet and flavored penitence, or there is another path, a more bloodshed innocence.

No more remembrance in the near dearest future, though our acts won't come together, were *******, we've knifed back open our own
Sutures.

The newspaper heralds in what the public denies, the paper with its war photos, Tell's truth that can't lie. Though broadcasting puts out, only what they are told, their not fooling me, I'm not dumb

Just old.

In the mayday of setting capture
My love and I forever after
We have been now for ten long year's
My wife and honey
My tender dear.

Rocking
And a rolling
While the crowd is show boating.

True love is like
the full moon and the
bright stars
when they shine
when true love speaks
you don't have to read
between the lines

true love has its own
way of showing
like the wind
has its own way of blowing

true love is a feeling
that you'll only
understand
when that one
someone kisses your lips
and holds your hand
true love
Better than never
Dear wife
I need you home
To come across my letter's.

When I get this writers block
The best thing for me
Wammer jammer time
The guitar always speaks
What my mouth
Is held back
From
Doing

A helping
Handful
Of two guitar's
One strap
Jimmy Page style.

Crystal clear are all your fear's
When the lightbulb goes out.

Dim and dark you walk the spark
Where the poets travel in dusky
Parks.

Crystal clear are all your tears
When your writes are not noticed
Well my focus is here.