Beware The Amanita

     She was a dream, eyes of emerald green
Sitting beneath the Manzanita
Beautiful from head to toe
I think her name was Rosita

He was about to get lost in the forest of love
He caught her out of the corner of his eye
And if you could turn back the hands of
Time he would have passed her by

It was the ingredients for a perfect storm
See the lightning and hear the thunder
She inherited powers from the shadows
He was trapped in the spell he was under

Now he’ll never be able to escape
His new world where evil reigns
Her bite was of poison
And it’s running through his veins

Her perfume was like that of the
Sweet smell of Carnitas
And it warns if you walk in the forest
Of love, Beware the Amanita

Written By: Charles Kean
Copyright © 07/18/2022
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Good Ole  DR HOOK

      It’s no secret, I love Rock & Roll
I listen to QFM Ninety Six
They play Iconic Rock and so I
Hear Bands like AC/DC and Styx

I love hearing Boston and Tom Petty
And many such artists as this
The list is almost endless and it really
Makes me smile when I hear KISS

Alice Cooper and Def Leopard
Also fit in with all the rest
And let’s not forget Rush and Led
Zeppelin whom also pass the test

But I’ve mentioned before that music
Is my Mistress and she soothes my soul
And that means I listen to it all
Not just my favorite Rock & Roll

Sometimes I need Jim Croce and Bread
I’ve got Jesus and I’ve got the Good Book
And I can always rely on England Dan and
John Ford Coley and Good Ole DR HOOK

Written By:Charles Kean
08/20/2023

Proof Of Existence

      I’m am not here to preach
And I cannot tell you what to believe
But I feel like I must reveal what I
Experience, observe or perceive

I can talk about the planet’s, stars
And about things I know myself
And how nothing in nature
Is selfish, nothing is here for itself

I can talk about the miracles of
Babies and things
Like caterpillars and how they turn
Into butterflies and get their wings

But if you don’t believe in God
You don’t believe in the Devil
And nothing I say matters anyway
So what’s the harm in my revel

So here’s the thing I wanna mention
Maybe it’ll give ya something think about
Good and evil exists at the same time
And maybe I can erase your doubt

I was born a Buckeye and my heart is
Broken hearing the recent news
If you haven’t heard two Buckeyes are
In trouble for a moment of confuse

You see God gave them talent and showed
Them a wonderful life and his way
The Devil gave them a beautiful girl
And it was the temptation that would sway

She was uncomfortable and said no
She was ***** for they had no self resistance
The Devil smiled and God cried and to
Me this is just another proof of existence

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 02/15/2020
All rights reserved

Vain

    She was stunningly beautiful
From head to toe, without a flaw
As if she was created with the universe
And her beauty was part of natural law

In her conscious she’s always worried
About looking her absolute best
Her hair and makeup and the clothes
She picked had to pass the mirror test

Her outer appearance meant everything
And slowly she became ugly on the inside
And those within her presence began
To wish they had a place they could hide

She became so obviously obsessed
And getting old sent her into a rage
She constantly was having plastic surgery
In countless attempts to hide her age

She died alone never did she comprehend
True beauty comes from within
Time will always take its toll on our outer
Appearance in a battle we can’t win

Life is so drastically short in time
And outer beauty will rarely remain
The moral being we should worry about our
Inner beauty and not be so vain

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 09/27/2022
All rights reserved
Inspired by Faces
By:Lori Jones McCaffery

Crystal Ball

    I found a crystal ball
In an old run down shack
It was beneath layers of dust and rubble
In a room way in the back

The shack was in the woods where I was
Hunting and I know this will sound insane
But I felt as if I was being drawn there
As if it was calling my name

It has great powers, it seems more than a
Mer mortal can comprehend
Do I dare try to connect and do I dare
Begin the process to transcend

For even now as I have it in my hands
Visions of our future it’s starting to reveal
I feel myself beginning to slip into a trance
Between what is  fantasy and what is real

I see a bad Moon rising in a dark,
Dark Apocalyptic Sky
I see millions of people in fear
I hear them all as they cry

I see the Earth from above it and
I see the end of mankind
I see it’s complete destruction
With Nothing left behind

I also see what seems to be a new
Beginning complete with the Neanderthal
And somehow this brings me peace
As I stand here with my Crystal Ball

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright 01/06/2021
All rights reserved

Countless Times We’ve Met Along The Way

     There was a movie in the seventies
Its title was On A Clear Day
It starred Barbra Streisand and it
Was a musical and kinda like a play

It was about reincarnation and it
Was fascinating and I thought of Deja vu
Times where you think you’ve lived it
Before but you couldn’t, it’s brand new

But yet in the universe or even
Somewhere in our own galaxy
Could there be another you and I
Living out another life a destined odyssey

And could this be repeated over and over
Again and could our minds be connected
To the other versions of ourselves at different
Times and the information gets collected

I’d like to think that it’s possible
Somewhere in time and space
That we’ve been together
In some enchanted place

And it will come to be in our knowledge
On one glorious future day
When we come together yet again
The countless times we’ve met along the way

Written By: Charles Kean
Copyright © 10/01/2022
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The Legend Of Featherstone

   There’s a town just south of Savannah
Georgia and it’s named Darien
There lived a man named Featherstone
He lived like the ancient proletarian

It was in the time just after the civil war
As the story goes there we’re souls lingering
Confederate spirits that didn’t cross over
And their hauntings were shivering

Featherstone was the meanest man
In town and he stood six foot six
He’d beat another man to a pulp
And he’d do it just for kicks

But underneath deep inside
He proved he had a heart of gold
He put it in his head to end evil’s reign
Before he got too old

On a crisp September evening, the Moon
Was full and the fog was thick
They told him that it couldn’t be done
And he simply replied Aw Fiddlesticks

He slammed down his last Whiskey
Just before the toll of the midnight bell
He said I’ll end this evilness and take it
Where it belongs down in Hell

He walked out of the saloon with a chilling
Laughter that echoed throughout the town
He screamed hey demons of the Devil I’m
Gonna defeat you if I lay my life down

You could hear the Erie battle as the
Demons squealed one by one
The fight went on and on and on
Until the very last spirit was gone

Fight fire with fire and evil with evil
And the gore will chill you to the bone
Hear the echo of the battle and his laughter
And know The Legend Of Featherstone

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 06/18/2022
All rights reserved

Fringe Of Lunatics

    It’s a typical fall day with an
Overcast sky and a crisp breeze
There’s a sprinkle of rain falling
As well as leaves from the trees

I’m ready for some football
But my Saturdays are camouflaged
There’s now political agendas and
My entertainment has been sabotaged

The outside world has penetrated
With the noise of great measures
It’s robbed me of a way of life
And it’s ruined one of my few pleasures

A United strength and togetherness
Is hanging on a weakened hinge
Of all the many ways we were to fall
I’d never imagine at the hands of the fringe

Fighting among ourselves, it’s obvious
This is the Devil and his bag of tricks
Who would have thought it would end
By the deceived Fringe Of Lunatics

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 07/10/2022
All rights reserved

Dead To Me

       Everything that came before
Is just a vision in the rear view
Faded away like a dream or
A vision in the misty morning dew

When your hand reached out for me
It gave me a reason to live
It was your forgiveness and love
That helped me heal and forgive

But with a heart so broken
And the shadow that was cast
Like a snake shedding its skin
I was slow to shed my past

As the picture of the painting
Began to become clear
I was able to see all the Angles
That you sent to be near

And everything had to open
My eyes so that I could see
I had to become dead to myself and
The past Had to become Dead To Me

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright ©️ 06/19/2023
All rights reserved
Thank You Jesus!!!

Metaphor

      The night fell like a black velvet
Curtain and left me in darkness
The light disappeared as quickly
As the blink of an eye

I found myself pausing as if
Time itself had stopped
For my eyes were slow to focus, like
The pace of a snail as it slimes itself by

As the beams of the Moonlight
Fell upon me like rain, I regained my
Senses quickly, like a flooded river
As it swiftly flows in its rage

I felt the blood rushing through my
Veins pounding in my head like drums
And I felt like I was the center of attention
Like a rock star upon a stage

But soon I felt so calm and peaceful
Like waves softly crashing upon the shore
So know this poem has no meaning except
For my appreciation of the metaphor

Written: Charles Kean
Copyright © 01/10/2021
All rights reserved

Beast Of The Angels Demise

    It’s Two Am and the darkness
Still reigns the night
The tears are fallen and it’ll
Never be too soon come the light

In the shadows I see the vision and
I can hear the echoes of love and joy
But love was conquered and destroyed
In a battle matching the likes of Troy

She was an Angel so pure,
She was sure she had the power to heal
But my pain was over bearing
Ultimately crushing her Keel

Disabling her so badly that she was
Unable to spread her wings and fly
My darkness took her life with
Unknown powers that mystify

I guess I’m destined to be without love
My heart just a sacrificial lamb
A darkness will forever reign and
Time will be forever frozen at two AM

It’s unbelievable the events that
Fell into place and came to materialize
And I can never forgive myself for being
The beast of the Angels demise

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 01/28/2021
All rights reserved

A Better Way

    I don’t know just how but I know
We’ve gotta find a way off of this ride
Whatever it is that’s keeping us
Separated, we need to set it aside

For we know in his eyes
Red, yellow,brown, black and white
We are all beautiful and yes we are
All so very precious in his sight

So let’s find a way to shine
Let’s find a way to spread the light
In my heart I know that we can do it
We can take the wrong and make it right

Take the darkness and send it far away
Life is to short for bitterness and hate
If we really try we can find room for love
And with love it’s never too late

We can get closer to Jesus
We can reach out for connection
And know that we’re only human
It’s impossible for perfection

But we don’t have to be but I know
It’s a new year and it’s a new day
Hate spreads and love and kindness can too
So let this begin a better way

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright 01/03/2021
All rights reserved

It’s Been A Long Time

   It’s been a long time since
I let him come out to play
It’s been a long time since
I let him enjoy the day

It’s been a long time since
I opened up the doors for the daylight
It’s been a long time since
I let the breeze flow, with delight

It’s been a long time since
I turned the stereo up loud like this
It’s been a long time since
I threw on some KISS

It’s been a long time since
I felt that child I’ve left behind
It’s been a long time since
I felt so unconfined

It’s been a long time since
I have, and hope you’ve enjoyed my rhyme
Today I let the kid inside of me come out
To play but it’s been a long time

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 11/09/2020
All rights reserved

I Didn’t Commit Suicide

        I was here on HP and I read some
Trending words under a title of Suicide
It made me stop and Thank God the tears
Of my darkness long ago have dried

For when I was a young man
No one ever knew the tears I cried
And no one ever knew just how
Close I was to suicide

Yes there was actually three times
That literally I tried
Now it makes me sad to think
Just what if I had died

I would’ve never had a wife or daughter
To receive the love I could provide
I would have never enjoyed so much life
If death was the answer I was to decide

I’m not rolling in money but my
Heart and soul are filled with pride
I have riches that money can’t buy
I couldn’t be happier, I didn’t commit suicide

Written By:Charles Kean
12/24/2023

Somebody’s Hero

   In today’s world, youth is robbed
To early of it’s innocence
The power of evil is intruding
And persuasive with it’s wickedness

Yes the world is getting colder
Our acts of kindness are fading
Giving way to darkness and gloom and in
The waters of our pureness evil is wading

But you can be somebody’s hero
There’s no need to prey on the weak
They struggle with their everyday
Their lives are already bleak

It’s easier to be good than you think
Don’t be the one throwing the trash down
Instead be the one doing the right thing
And pick it up from the ground

Be somebody’s hero, hold open a door
And don’t be afraid to share a smile
Take some time to give of yourself
And be with someone for awhile

You don’t have to be a Doctor or nurse
Or a soldier or a first responder
Just join in on the fight and kindness
Is a powerful way to conquer

You don’t need a cape and have
Some kind superhero power
To be the one to save someone
In their darkest hour

It’s really just the simple things
It’s not always the Knight or Vaquero
Riding in on a horse to save the day
To be Somebody’s Hero

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 06/11/2022
All rights reserved

Always A Thorn

   Oh how I long for the Sunshine
To be in the warmth of love forevermore
To walk along a sandy beach
As the waves gently caress the shore

To be in the embrace of love and to have
That overwhelming feeling of loves bliss
To share that oneness with someone and
To know the meaning of an enchanted kiss

Oh how I long to miss someone
Even just for the day
And to know that they are
Missing me, in the same way

But love isn’t meant for me
Under the clouds I will forever dwell
I’ll spend my time locked in a chase for love
As if I’m under some witches spell

And forever in my search for love
It’s the rose that I adorn
But when it comes to love
For me it’s always a thorn

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 03/15/2021
All rights reserved

Anxiety is a game of mind control
Unfortunately the mind usually wins
But I am forced to play the game
And I hate anxiety

Written By: Charles Kean
Copyright © 02/25/2020
All rights reserved

Apocalyptic Sky

Time will come a day our
Earth will see its last
Chaos and confusion are norm,as
thoughts turn to days of past

Those whom never accepted
Thy gift of thy Christ
Whom never had faith nor
Could comprehend
his life he sacrificed

Will see his wonder and know
In death be unforgiven
And each heart like wood
Beneath the Axe be riven

And shortly it be realized
The decision of chosen path
And swiftly succumb  
to the Power of his wrath

The air be filled with sounds
Of humans cry
Beneath a dark, devilish
Apocalyptic sky

Written By:Charles Kean
Copy right 09/10/16
All rights reserved

When Death Was Calling

     Disappeared is all color
Everything is shades of grey
There’s no distinction between
The dark of night and light of day

The feeling is as dead of winter
The branches are bare
I’m finding it difficult to breathe
There’s a staleness in the air

I don’t know the days
It’s all just a blend
I’m alone with my thoughts
The devil is my only friend

This was my story from an eternity ago
My first KISS was a shock to life
The AED at the hands of Angels
Now thirty nine years with a wife

The past is gone and just a distant memory
I broke away from the enthralling
Cherishing life and glad I didn’t answer
The phone When Death Was Calling

Written By:Charles Kean
06/24/2023

The Battles You Fight

       Well there’s Demons In the day
And there’s Demons In the Night
There’s Demons to the left
And Demons to the right

They hide in the shadows
On the edge of your tranquility
Surviving on your inevitable fear
Counting on your vulnerability

Like sharks smelling blood
They’re aware of your wraith
And they will relentlessly attack
The weakness in your faith

There in lies the key so stay steadfast
And strong in what you believe
Don’t forget to praise and pray
And keep that Ace in your sleeve

Jesus is the ultimate Warrior
So let him be your Armored Knight
Eminent will be your victories when
Jesus is with you in The Battles You Fight

Written By:Charles Kean
01/18/2025

Jesus Saved My Soul

    I’ve never been known for being well dressed
I sometimes can get so depressed
I can let life leave me so stressed
But I know that I am blessed

Literally you know I’ve been to Hell
I’m not sure what it means to be an infidel
Don’t know about a higher clientele
Could never seem to get off the carousel

My hearts been stabbed by the impeller
I feel like I crawled from a cellar
A real low life bottom dweller
My past is sadder than the story of old yeller

But I can say now it’s all behind me
From the chains that use to bind me
I have clearly broken free
Through the darkness the light I can see

The Devil has lost his control
Though I know I sin and love Rock & Roll
And I look like an ugly troll
It’s all good because Jesus saved my soul

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright 03/30/2019
All rights reserved

LOSS

      MY BROTHER STEVE PASSED AWAY
TONIGHT 💔😢

Screaming Soul

      I heard a story but In today’s
World I don’t know if it’s a truth or a lie
But I guess it doesn’t really matter
The moral of telling it is reason why

When I heard of this story, I thought
To myself it needed to be re told
It’s the tragedy of a boy named
John Bolaware, he was just 16 years old

At his age he thought he was invincible
He was living his life in the fast lane
And this story of his demise is both
Very tragic and quite insane

The year was 1984 and he was
Full of life and revel
The music was loud and the song
Was Van Halen Runnin With The Devil

In a car with his friends traveling at
A very high rate of speed feeling free
They lost control of the vehicle
And went off the road and hit a tree

Hearing this I thought about the Stairway
To Heaven and The Highway To Hell
The promise and truth of Jesus and
The promise and lies the Devil has for sale

When the Police arrived on the scene
The radio was still loud with Rock & Roll
They snapped a picture just in time to
Capture the boys Screaming Soul

Written By:Charles Kean
02/27/2025
The moral of the story is we never know
Our fate or final day so get on the right
Path while you still have a choice.

All That Remains Are The Thorns

     We had a love,
We had a love so strong
So where did we,
Where did we go so wrong

You use to smile,
You use to smile so bright
It use to feel,
It use to feel so right

I wish you,
I wish you were still my only one
But I can see,
I can see those days are gone

I think we,
I think we both know
It’s time to,
It’s time to just let it go

Now as the smoke clears from the sky
I’ve wiped the last tears from my eye
It’s time to move on to a better day
We took our best years
And we threw them away

Now our love is like a rose in the fire
I feel like I’ve got a bull by the horns
When you throw a rose into a fire
All that remains are the thorns

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 02/06/2020
All rights reserved
This is another song that I wrote
Original title (Rose In The Fire)
Re-Arranged to make this poem

Reign OF Terror

      In the narrow London streets
In the heavy mist and chill
In the thick London fog, he’d hide
In the shadows and move in for the ****

With the dusk comes the breeze
Your hair rises is the killer near
In the night hear the screams
In your veins feel the fear

His victims, Annie Chapman, Mary Ann Nichols, Frances Coles, Elizabeth Stride,
Alice McKenzie, no matter how carefully
They tried, from his wrath they couldn’t hide

London Police were left Baffled
They dubbed him Jack the Ripper
He was swift and smooth
There was no one slicker

For even with every clue and every lead
His evilness was free from error
On the narrow streets in the London fog
During his Reign Of Terror

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 01/05/2022
All rights reserved
His Reign of Terror lasted for three months
Started on August 31st in 1888
And it’s believed that there were actually
11 Victims and to this day technically
They’re still unsolved.

Separate Ways

     Was it all just wasted time
Everything that we’ve been through
Once together now worlds apart
Our hearts broken In two

Was our love like teenage puberty
Just an awkward passing phase
Leaving behind our love to memories
And going our separate ways

How did we get to where we are
What happened to the passion and desire
Once there was spark for the flame
Now there’s no fuel for the fire

Our lives had a future so bright
Full of promise, forever and always
Now the journey is in shadow & darkness
As we go our separate ways

Don’t you remember how we touched
Those hand holding morning walks
And our sleepless nights killing time
With laughter and bedroom talks

The world that was once filled with
Color is now just shades of gray’s
I’m lost without direction
Now we’ve went our Separate Ways

Written By:Charles Kean
03/10/2025

I Can’t Stop The Rain

       Now that it’s Gone
My Heart and soul are empty
I have become completely numb
I can’t stop the rain

How can I continue on
How can I pick up the pieces
How can I put myself together again
I can’t stop the rain

Now I wonder who I am
Now I wonder if I’ll ever love again
Now I wonder about tomorrow
I can’t stop the rain

How can I soften my heart
How can I let my guard down
How can I allow myself to be vulnerable
I can’t stop the rain

Now I wonder if I can find strength
Now I wonder if I even want to try
Now I wonder about everything
I Can’t Stop The Rain

Written By:Charles Kean
03/08/2024

A Place Called Shadeville

Well I was on the road of the straight and
Narrow and everything was going well
But my baby up and left me and now
I’m driving on the highway to Hell

Faster and faster I’m spiraling
Further and further down
I think I’m past the point of no return
And I can’t seem to turn myself around

A cloud of darkness is hanging over me
And I have no hope for a better tomorrow
I know a man ain’t supposed to cry
But here I am drowning in my sorrow

Up ahead in the distance I see a neon light
I need a place to stop so that I can think
I need some food for nourishment and
I could use a nice stiff drink

So I pulled into the parking lot to get a
Grip on the way that I feel
The sign outside says The Grumpy Goat
And it’s in A Place Called Shadeville

Written By:Charles Kean
06/11/2024

The Spore

     It lies in waiting in the darkness
Like a spider patiently waiting to strike
It attacks with the swiftness and the
Ruthlessness of a shrike

There’s no rhyme or reason
Just it’s desperation to find a host
Its victims never see it coming for
It’s as stealth as a ghost

It’s deadly as a black widow or the
The most venomous of snakes
The mere thought of it gives me chills
And the uncontrollable shakes

Its evolution has risen to the extreme
Its destruction is very evident
Death is definitely inevitable
Its superiority is overwhelmingly prevalent

Human existence is on the edge of extinction
In my heart and soul I deeply deplore
And caution the world of the Evil invaders
Humans will soon succumb to The Spore

Written By:Charles Kean
03/10/2024

Slaves To The Machines

  Don’t look now but Humans are
Already on the edge of  existence
We’re being replaced and there’s
Really no way for resistance

Self checkout is just the beginning
Drones are making delivery
Cars are driving themselves
Making me feel the shivery

Computers thinking for themselves
Giving humans directions
And we’re doing what we’re told
Despite the electronic defections

Close your eyes and see visions
Of A Terminator landscape
With only two choices of survival
Endless war or searching for escape

We’ve got new viruses truth or lie
Being forced to get the vaccines
And more and more each day we’re
Becoming Slaves To The Machines

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 08/04/2022
All rights reserved

A Monkey In The Kitchen

      Well just to give you a small glimpse
Of my mind and my Awesome life
First of all you need to know that I truly
Give thanks for it especially my wife

I’m the only person that I know
That literally falls up the stairs
I lose every game I play on Xbox
And all of me impairs

I can never seem to stop hurting myself
And so part of me is in constant pain
Every time I’m running late for work
I always get stopped for a Train

Don’t get me started on technology
It hates me and always causes stress
If I fix myself something to eat, I can
Never make it without making a mess

We live on the wrong side of the lot
Remember I’m not Bitter and *******
Life is great, I have a dog so life is always
Fun when there’s A Monkey In The Kitchen

Written By:Charles Kean
02/21/2024
Note: Five days after our last Snow
The opposite side of our parking lot shows no
Sign of it and on our side, it looks like it just happened. The Monkey is obviously a stuffed animal dog toy. He loves them and drops them wherever he pleases.

Time Has Come Again

    It was many years ago
In a forgotten time and place
But now there’s an echo of what was
And it’s something we must face

Frightening as it may be
What is written shall be done
The world has chosen its path
The web has been spun

The ancient words were written
The story has been told
The sacrifice was made but still
Our love is for gold

So here we are today
Our lesson we’ve yet to learn
We’ve dismissed it as a fairytale
All the while Hell’s fire continues to burn

God is speaking loudly and still ignored
He will reclaim his domain
He said he will return and soon we’ll
Know time has come again

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright 04/17/2022
All rights reserved

The Edge

      You may have a heart in pain
Standing on the edge
Your crying tears of a never ending rain
Standing on the edge

You feel there’s no words left to be spoken
Standing on the edge
Your Heart is completely broken
Standing on the edge

You feel empty of the love you’ve been giving
Standing on the edge
You may feel life isn’t worth living
Standing on the edge

You may want to take your last breath
Standing on the edge
You may think the answer is death
Standing on the edge

But there’s something I know first hand
Standing on the edge
Your a heart beat away from something grand
And your standing on the edge

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 02/03/2020
All rights reserved
I was on the edge of Suicide but if I would’ve taken that leap, I would have
Never known the wonderful life I
Am living today!!! Give your pain to
Jesus and don’t give up!!! You never know
You can be a heart beat away from that
Life worth living. God Bless!!!

Fragile

         Love is so hard to find
Love is so easy to lose
Love can be so blind
Love can bring the blues

We take the risk and we leap
We give ourselves as we fall
We are cautious and secrets we keep
We can’t reveal it all

Time has left us weary
Time saddens the soul
Time has left us leery
Time has a way to take its toll

Love is what we all desire
Love can steal our heart
Love can light our fire
Love can tear us apart

We know what it is to be broken and lost
Yet our mind fails to be agile
It is reckless with the ultimate cost
For the heart can be so fragile

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 02/07/2020
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A Pirates Life

       When you’re a pirate
Life at sea can be so unforgiving
You **** and rob people
To finance your way of living

Fighting other pirates with battles
At sea for chest of treasures
And spending so much time without
Touching land are a few of many displeasures

Once on land you take women for your
Pleasure as you sail from town to town
You’re not the kind of man
That’s ever gonna settle down

In your heart and soul hidden
Just beneath your layers of skin
You feel you’re good man but your
Life is filled with violence and sin

When you’re out at sea drinking whiskey
At times it can be a life of bliss
But when you dance with the Devil you
Might be wakened by a dark Angels kiss

It might be just as well because ultimately
You feel forsaken without a wife
And no resemblance of any type of
Normalcy but that’s a pirates life

Written By: Charles Kean
Copyright 07/18/2019
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Pink Or Blue

     I’m confused, New momma to be
She must be too
Because now the answer isn’t so clear
The question pink or blue

Do you know if it is a girl or a boy
Maybe it’s something in between
Sometimes the answer comes later
In life and is yet to be seen

Now I’m not here to judge
It’s just something that boggles my mind
To approach an obvious man
And really it’s a woman I find

Just something to think about
We may need to re think how they are raised
****** dolls, ***** Monster trucks
No time outs, bad,whoppings, good, praised

This has nothing to do with feminism
Or anything to do with Misogyny
We should just be what we are
And it should be more predicatively

We can be whatever we’re going to be
All I am really saying is hark, hark
******, ***** not what’s in the head
A restroom door shouldn’t have a question mark

I am not trying to be mean or racist
But there was a time when we knew
Now I don’t even know how to speak to
Someone not knowing pink or blue

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 02/10/2020
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I know that this can be controversial
But I am really not trying to be mean
I am a 57 year old man and growing up
In my day, boys got treated like boys
And girls got treated like princesses
And everyone knew if you were a girl
Or a boy. Even if you had yourself a
Tom boy you still knew that it was a girl.
God Bless!!!

Back To The Steeple

   This is for all of the offended people
This world is offensive, nothing we can do
Yes this world is offensive
And now so are you

Time to get a life and if it’s
The world you wish to improve
The least would be Dr Suess
Think about things we all can approve

Get out of the past for yesterday is gone
Focus on today and our future
Because we can all be better people
And now you’ve become the abuser

There’s war’s to be fought, this is true
But you need to choose your line
So here’s some suggestions
For a world truly divine

The war on drugs and violence
These would be good for a start
The war on human trafficking and
You know things from the heart

The war on *** offenders
And there’s so much more
We can still fight racism but this
Isn’t the way to kick it out the door

It’s just making things so much worse
I just know there’s gotta be a better way
We can all come together and we can
Truly make tomorrow a better day

So please listen to me
All of you offended people
The house of God is for a better world
Find a way back to the steeple

Written:Charles Kean
Copyright © 03/06/2021
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Nature’s Song

    The wind whispers through the trees
Hear the ripple of the water as it flows
The bees are buzzing as they gather
Pollen and get some on their nose

Hear the dog bark in the meadow, chasing
Butterflies as they spread their wings
And outside of my window hear the
The morning song that the Robin sings

The sounds of nature are everywhere
Take the time to listen, don’t let them slip by
Pause yourself for a moment to smell
The rose and hear the baby cry

The Woodpecker pecking, the Owl hoots
And the Wolves howl
I’ve come to a sense of belonging
Even as the cats begin to scowl

It’s a continuous beautiful orchestra
And you can’t ever be wrong
If you just let yourself get lost
Into the vastness of nature’s song

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 02/28/2020
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Pond And Willow Tree

  I’ve traveled a bit and I’ve seen more
Than I thought I would ever see
I’m happy with my life and I don’t
Ponder my final destiny

I know there’s hearts that dream
And they never seem to be satisfied
Always wanting to explore the unknown
And seeking information that’s classified

But I have an old soul, front porch
And a lemonade or a sweet tea
Away from the city and the chaos
That’s the life for me

So if there’s ever a time that I disappear
If you hear that I’ve gone missing
And they’ve checked everywhere
Knowing I’m not with my baby kissing

You might want to search out in the country
And find I’ve trespassed a farmer’s property
You’ll have to look no further than
The Pond And Willow Tree

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 07/28/2022
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Inclusion

    It’s funny when I look back now
Oh how much things can change
Yet I still find myself an outcast
And I carry on in my world so strange

Everything else has changed but people
Still live life like High School
There’s all the clicks and you’re in or
You’re  out and then there’s me the stool

No matter how nice I am and no matter
What I do, I still just can’t win
No matter if I always treat others right
There’s not a click that lets me in

I poor my heart out and open my soul
And to my face they say I’m the best
But my guidance they discard when
They join with the rest

I’m there for them when no one else is
Around and I let them use me
As soon as others arrive they disappear
It’s always the same they always abuse me

Two faced people taking pleasure in
In someone else’s pain
Especially when they know your past
Because you told them about the rain

But I just come to the realization
That their lives must really ****
And it’s me that they envy
So I must always be my best Chuck

Because I truly have God and my Angel of
37 years, they are my rock keeping me strong
When the rest of the world can be so cruel
As they treat me oh so wrong

It’s funny when I look back on the past
My head would whisper of Suicide jive
But also the voice in my ear would be
Telling me that I must survive

So here I am living life to its fullest
Soon off to Hawaii and after to see KISS
And those who shun me will always live
A life that’s meaningless

Because they care for nothing and no one
And it’s obvious that God doesn’t exist
Though they know he’s there knocking
But to open the door they still resist

So the bottom line is I’ll never let them
Bring me down and in conclusion
I know I don’t need them and I am okay
Without being a part of the inclusion

Written By: Charles Kean
Copyright © 07/23/2021
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The Iceman Cometh

  Legend has it in the darkness,
In the freezing cold terror reigns
The nights are filled with fear
And ice is the blood in his veins

They say he comes down from the north
And he rejoices when the west wind blows
He is as evil as the Devil himself and he
Leaves death behind wherever he goes

You can hear him whisper in the wind
As the air rushes past your ear
You can feel his chill on your neck and spine
And all your senses tell you he’s near

You’ll be his next victim if you ignore
The warning signs I’ve explained
And nothing of you will be left behind
And everything will be bloodstained

He’s known as the black sheep son of old
Man winter and as temperatures plumeth
You can be sure that death is imminent
As the Iceman cometh

Written By: Charles Kean
Copyright © 02/14/2021
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A Sarcastic Know It All

     Well it was just a normal day
Until I ran into a sarcastic know it all
I was completely taken by surprise
With his words I was backed against a wall

He put his face up against mine and
He was intimidating and big and tall
But I stood my ground and I took it
But I refused to give in and fall

I knew that he was lost and he just didn’t
Know everything and he wanted to brawl
But I just fought back with kindness
With love from Jesus without a flaw

My actions put him in a state of shock and
Disbelief and his attack began to stall
I began to see his weakness and I began
Turning the tables with scripture I could recall

I shared some knowledge that he didn’t know
And he was saved and he began to bawl
And forever in my memory I will never forget
The day I ran into a sarcastic know it all

Written By:Charles Kean
12/15/2023

A Drop Of Rain

    When you’re down and feeling lost
Like a needle in the hay
When the darkness surrounds you
And you feel you’ve lost your way

When the world doesn’t know your name
And it seems like you’re just a number
And if it seems you’re living in a never ending storm with constant lightning and thunder

Just hold on to your faith
And know that Jesus will carry you
And soon before you know it
The light will come shining through

And you can hold your head high
Because your faith was strong
And in your heart you know that Jesus
Can make right whatever was wrong

And if you ever start to feel sad
And your heart begins to fill with pain
You’ll know you never have to fear
Another day, with a drop of rain

Written By: Charles Kean
Copyright © 11/30/2021
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So I got off closer to my off
Time tonight after driving over 200 miles today which isn’t uncommon for me but as I’m driving I am aware with all the rain we’ve been having that our creeks and rivers are rising. Yea on top of everything else there could be some flooding. Anyway this is an example of how my brain works and I wanted to share it with everyone. You see I started thinking about ugly Trolls like in our childhood story Billy Goat Gruff, not the cute little trolls in the new children’s movies today. Anyway one thing led to another and this whole different story started turning in my head as I was driving. About a Sheriff and his daughter in a small town down south and well everyone in town knew the sheriff as Troll. I couldn’t wait to get home and write it the only way I know how and I hope I did it justice, so just let me know.



            A Trolls Revenge

   He’s the Sheriff of a small town down south
His day is boring with routine patrol
But everyone knows you don’t cross him
He’s known to everyone as Troll

Her name was Sara Jane a blonde haired
Blue eyed beauty, his only child
They were Christians and very reserved
But she yearned for just once to be wild

She was untouchable to all the boys
No one wanted to date the sheriff’s daughter
For if you broke her heart then surely
You’d face his wrath and slaughter

He was mean and protective and he
Warned her of boys and their devilish way
Each night he would thank the Lord for his  Blessings and for her safety he would pray

One evening three boys attacked her and
Had their way, threatened what they’d do
If she told her daddy, she got home and went
To her room and daddy knew

Daddy couldn’t protect her that day
Each night in her room she’d cry
And one year later she took her life
Leaving a letter of a sad goodbye

Soon after a warning went out stating
A killer of boys was in the area
The town was on alert and parents
We’re in a state of hysteria

One afternoon he came upon those boys
As they were unaware of his presence
He heard their laughter about What they had
Done, now they’d face their sentence

It would get blamed on the unknown killer
His outrage and anger was so profound
He tortured and killed those boys
Their bodies will never be found

His daughter was everything to him
Her death he swore he would avenge
And silently the whole town knew that
Those boys fell victims to a trolls revenge

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 03/20/2020
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Into The Night

   Like a bridge over troubled water, I’ll
Be your safe passage to the other side
When you’re afraid and trembling, let
Me be the one place you seek to hide

Like a light house Beacon, I’ll
Be your guide back to the shore
When you’re in need of comforting
Let my arms hold you tight forever more

Like your favorite song I’ll be
The music that will calm you
When life gets to be overwhelming
Let my voice be strong and true

Like an Army of a thousand men, I’ll
Fight Hell to keep you from harm
Let me be the one to answer the call
When you sound the alarm

Like the brightest Moon light, I’ll
Shine when you’re in darkness fright
Let me be with you forever when
You go uncertain Into The Night

Written By: Charles Kean
01/31/2024

The Damage Done

      Now that it’s gone
I can’t stop the rain
Starting over again
The damage done

I am so badly broken
I am so deeply defeated
I am so lost in self pity
The damage done

Take away my eyes
Take away my heart
Take away my mind
The damage done

I am so lost without her
I am so deep in depression
I am so very hopeless
The damage done

Take away the Sun
Take away my dreams
Take away my desires
The Damage Done

Written By:Charles Kean
03/09/2024
Just Poetry

An Angel To Me

   My baby is an Angel to me
Oh I know you can’t see her Angel wings
But I see Heaven in her eyes and I see
the beauty of Saturn and her rings

When she holds my hand
The feeling is overwhelming giddily
And I feel the warmth of her love
Knowing it’s given unconditionally

You may think that it’s silly and say
There’s no such thing as sweet bliss
But I am telling you the complete truth
And I feel it every time we kiss

It’s not hard to please her
No her love doesn’t have to be bought
She’s not a material girl, no sometimes
It just takes a gesture or the thought

I’m a lucky man and I know that I’m
Blessed to have a lady like mine
She can always pick me up when I’m down
And I’ll love her till the end of time

When you look at her, with your eyes
Her Angel wings you may never see
But my love for her will never stray
Because my baby is still An Angel To Me

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 10/26/2020
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I dedicate this poem to my wife
Cynthia, my Angel for life
I love you baby ❤️❤️❤️

Sharon Victorine  Miedema

   You say you’re Spiritual, yet you say you’re
Overwhelmed and suffering badly
You might ask yourself questions,
Seek the answers, for I find it sadly

Spiritual is left to interpretation
And it leaves the window open
Maybe if you closed it, your heart
So fragile may be left unbroken

For Spiritual is for all spirits
The good and the demon evil
This could be the reason for your demise
Leaving your heart and soul in upheaval

You commented on one of my religious poems
It was rude and it had tones of negativity
My response was genuine and kind
With nothing but positivity

Again you responded with rudeness
And warned for me to no longer respond
This is the evidence of demons
Your spiritual open window has spawned

I will continue to pray for you
Your hatred cannot reject my love
For I follow Jesus and he sends
His peace from Heaven above

I say if you wish no response
May you not comment first
Because in hindsight it’s evident
Of the demons thirst

You can continue to be you
And allow me to continue being me
I refuse to get wrapped up in your darkness
Because by Jesuses light I see

I’ve had my own darkness and from it
I am free, I offered you kindnesses
But your heart is full of rage and hate
Which is more evidence of evil blindness

I truly hope that you will find your
Peace and a way to escape your dilemma
I pray Jesus fill your heart with his warmth
Peace and love, Sharon Victorine Miedema

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 12/28/2021
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The Thief Is The October Morning Wind

  In the Spring  on the wings of a Butterfly
Flutter’s in a new hope
Praying the Dragonfly of summer
Doesn’t steal the colors of the Kaleidoscope

The Devil loves to intervene
And he plans his little schemes
But having Faith in God will assure
The Angels will guard your dreams

As the light weaves in and out of
The Realms of space and time
The music in your heart
Will search for a remembered rhyme

When your dreams and song
Come together and make you whole
You’ll realize God’s plans for the
Eternal life of your soul

But in the meantime darkness will
Visit you like a long lost friend
So when the sky turns grey beware
The Thief Is The October Morning Wind

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 10/02/2022
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Time To Cut The Rope

       You’re my best friend I won’t deny
But your problems are too much
Making life hard and our connection
Is getting further out of touch

The rope I gave was for your rescue but
You’re using it for committing a suicide
Killing our relationship and your career
And my emotions I just can’t hide

Life is hard, I can’t wait for it to get easier
Or comfortable like a favorite sweater
Life is never going to be easy so in hard
Times I must find a way to get better

I will always be here for you, this
I need you to understand and realize
But now that rope that’s killing you is
Killing me As tears fall from my eyes

For you and your life
I will never give up on hope
But if I am to save myself
It’s Time To Cut The Rope

Written By: Charles Kean
10/31/2024