he espied our poems
on the internet
so fetching they'd look
in his pilfering net

without so much
as a by your leave
that thief did stow them
up his ****** sleeve

he twas like an incessant
plaguing parasite
taking those fab writes
which did so invite

none of them were
his intellectual property
they'd been nicked
with much impropriety

he got his fingers
caught in the honeypot
making off with works
which were not of his own slot

such brashness he did exhibit
for all to see
pretending that the pieces
were of his tree

he shall be recalled
for the loot that he took
of this deed he should be
bought to book

no person with a conscience
would ever steal
what isn't rightfully theirs
in its creative deal

Growing up
When we kids said
“IM BOARD”
our parent’s reply
“Read a GOOD BOOK”
Escaping to the pages for
adventure and delight
I was hooked.
A life time of reading
Excitement and anticipation.
Open the doors of
Barns and Noble
The smell of new books
permeates the air.
Close your eyes
Breath!
The quest for
Wisdom
One can learn
Anything
from a Book
The endless
Possibilities
Knowledge
Once obtained
No man can take
From you.
Paper back, hard back or
Leather bound
Text books
My favorite
Run your hand down her spine
Slowly open to feel
The ease at which
She presents her
Secrets.
The more difficult
The subject matter
The more rewarding
When you crack
Her inner truth.
That
Ah ha moment
When you grasp
The concepts
At the very foundation.
The day we stop
Seeking, Learning
Growing
Is the day
We die.
Have you read a
GOOD BOOK
LATELY !

We want it all
we want it now
we don’t care what
We don’t care how

How do you like it
More, more, more
Who has the most toys
we’re always keeping score

Life in a instance

Drive through food
Meals on wheels
Home delivered *****
The alarm clock on snooze

no need to leave the house
Dating!, looking for
a lazy fat louse spouse 

Flaunting  our wealth
for all to see
Are we
ugly Americans
you and me?

Ken and Barbie
has it all
is that our role model
an empty doll

When the only thing that matters
is the color of your skin
it’s all politics
no one can win

I don’t recognize America today
The things people do and say
Predator or prey
Chaos NOW reigns supreme
The evilness in a human being

When wrong is right and right is wrong
No longer a dance, no longer a song
People want to destroy it all
Libberty or Tierney
it’s your call

As a child
I thought  
God
was crying  
when it rained.
For several years
that sentiment
remained
Growing into youth
I believed
Angels
poured out the rain
to feed our
planet
Cleaning, polishing,
diamonds and granite.
The Man of lawlessness
Walks in the world today
destroying
God’s
creation in every way
A time will come
with no more
RAIN
people will go
insane
God‘s
wrath said
let it burn
Humans
had their turn
what did they learn!

I Died
And was sent back
My soul cried
I slipped into a coma
for four days.
My essence
amazed
In the corner
of my room
An Angel
was present
No longer a tomb
I knew
I was not alone
Much to repent
Atone
No words spoke
Yet much said
PURE LOVE
it’s all in the contents
of my head
We all have a purpose;

WHY ARE YOU HERE?

Perhaps the most important
question to ponder
my dear