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Chuck Kean Aug 2020
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When Night Falls—1

   Sometimes I pray for the light of day
I welcome the distraction of my mind
Sometimes at night I wish that
My visions were not so well defined

I really have left my past behind but
Those pesky cobwebs still hang
They’re In the attic of my brain at it
Reminds me of when sorrow sang

Most days and nights I get through
And I am left completely un phased
But something sparks a memory and
It can’t leave me completely unscathed

I’ve learned to rely on Jesus
And the visions I can quickly dismiss
And there were good times and
It’s healthy to reminisce

But I confess without warning
Frighteningly I will awaken
And the sweat and tears are flowing
And I am left shaken

The visions of what was long ago
Come straight from the Devils castle halls
And forgive me but it’s the reason why
Sometimes I dread it when night falls

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 08/03/2020
All rights reserved

               When Night Falls —2

   Sometimes the day is too long
And it lacks in its charms
Sometimes I pray for the day to end
So that I can be in my baby’s arms

When I wake up I’m next to her
It’s the only place that I want to be
When the work day is done I know
She’ll be there with me

We’re so good together
And it comes as no surprise
I knew we were meant for each other
The moment I looked into her eyes

I give Jesus my praise
And I thank him for his love
I will forever be in his debt
For the gift he sent from above

When I’m in her presence
Believe when I say and I’m not faken
My knees still get weak and I
Can’t keep them from shaken

So I guess you could say it’s forever love
I always come running when she calls
And I can’t wait for the day to end
And I cherish the time when night falls

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 08/03/20/20
All rights reserved


            When Night Falls—3

   Sometimes when I’m working
Time ticks away so **** slow
I know it’s wrong to wish the moments away
But sometimes I just wanna go

Sometimes knowing it’s five o’clock
Somewhere gets me to thinking
I wish I was at a party somewhere
And I could be dancing and drinking

I thank God for my job and my life
I enjoy what I do, it’s a form of giving
But sometimes I wish I had more time
For fun and more time for living

So don’t get me wrong
I don’t want it to be mistaken
But I know somewhere there’s people
Out on the dance floor doin some shaken

I just wanna be somewhere with my baby
When my day of working is done
I want to be the life of the party
I just wanna have some fun

So let me go to the club and get the
Party started within its walls
Sometimes you just gotta get away from
It all and enjoy yourself when night falls

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 08/04/2020
All rights reserved

                  When Night Falls—4

  Sometimes I rush through my chores
With so much to be done
But it’s a race against time
Trying to beat the setting Sun

I’m always aware of my surroundings
I have no choice for my survival
One mistake is all it takes, there’ll
Be no chance for a reprisal

I thank God for each day and I know
There’s no since In wishin and hopin
And all throughout the night
I’m sleeping with one eye open

There’s the sounds in the wilderness
The crickets the toads and the Owl
The singing birds the deer and bear
The fish jumping and the wolves howl

But there’s a sound that I hear in the
Woods and it’s really just unnatural
I’m sure that it’s a huge hairy beast
But I have no evidence collateral

But you can believe me when I say
That it does exist, for I’ve seen its eyeballs
And I’ve spent days praying for a never
Ending Sun, never a time when night falls

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright 08/04/2020
All rights reserved
As a writer I never know where I am going
To go when I get an idea.
I always get the title first. That’s the idea
(Old Ones) (Apocalyptic Sky)
(When Sorrow Sang) and so on.
I was putting my clothes away the other day
Listening to music. Wham out of nowhere
(When Night Falls) popped into my head
I cannot write it fast enough with one thumb typing, too funny but that’s how I do it.
With my dark past the original version is what came out. The title however can really be taken anyway it wants to go. This is true with anything. Poetry, plays, songs, movies.
And I thought why not put a little romantic touch on it. Version 2 and I thought how about the working class. Version 3
Then I thought of Horror. Version 4
Please rate them using their assigned number 1-2-3-or 4
And tell me why. Also don’t be afraid of being Critical. I’m 58, I can handle it.
God Bless!!!
Chuck Kean Aug 2020
When Night Falls

   Sometimes I pray for the light of day
I welcome the distraction of my mind
Sometimes at night I wish that
My visions were not so well defined

I really have left my past behind but
Those pesky cobwebs still hang
They’re in the attic of my brain and it
Reminds me of when sorrow sang

Most days and nights I get through
And I am left completely un phased
But something sparks a memory and
It can’t leave me completely unscathed

I’ve learned to rely on Jesus
And the visions I can quickly dismiss
And there were good times and
It’s healthy to reminisce

But I confess without warning
Frighteningly I will awaken
And the sweat and tears are flowing
And I am left shaken

The visions of what was long ago
Come straight from the Devils castle halls
And forgive me but it’s the reason why
Sometimes I dread it when night falls

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 08/03/2020
All rights reserved
Chuck Kean Jan 2020
When Sorrow sang

    With a smile nothing can
Destroy the way that I live
My heart is worn on my sleeve
And I’ve found a way to forgive

I enjoy every minute and I give
All praise to our God above
I give thanks for his grace and
I give thanks for his love

He has given me a wonderful wife
And a wonderful daughter as well
I am happier now than ever before
And far removed from my hell

So I never take anything for granted
I am grateful for life is grand
When I am busy,everything is fine
All my troubles be buried in the sand

But when I’m alone with my thoughts,in
The darkness of my mind cobwebs hang
The past always finds a way to creep in
And remind me of when sorrow sang

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright 10/24/2017
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Chuck Kean Jun 2020
When You Realize You Were Wrong

   I was there for you
On my shoulder you cried
He cheated on you, and your innocence
Broke your heart and a part of you died

My love for you has been strong
You failed to see
Now I am here but you,
No you’ll never shed a tear for me

Well I know that my love,
It grows weary by the day
What’s right in front of you, you cannot
See and I’ll let you leave without affray

Because love is something that cannot
Be forced or be held captive
I cannot change your destiny or direction
My love for you fails to be refractive

One day you will leave me
Though I’ve proven to be the one
Though I’ve given you my heart
One day I’ll wake and you’ll be gone

You’ll make your bed in the night
And disappear like a fading song
And one day you will cry again
When you realize you were wrong

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 06/15/2020
All rights reserved
Just thought it would be nice to write something other than something about  world problems for a change. God Bless!!!
Chuck Kean Jul 2020
When You’re Broken

   The sky is charcoal grey
The flowers no longer in bloom
The world outside is not for you
You’re better off in your room

The darkness seems to follow you
There’s an endless rain
You can’t fill the emptiness
There’s a constant pain

Even the birds singing their morning song
Seems to bring you more sadness
The depression you feel is overwhelming
Like the universe and its vastness

You’re just a dying star
Your light flickers and fades
Your heart feels as if it were being
Stabbed with a million blades

Someone came into your life
And your love they stole
Now there’s nothing left but to surrender
Yourself to the depths of a Black hole

Questions arise in your mind
Will I ever see the light
Is life worth living or should
I just give up in my fight

If your life was a song, it would be a sad
Tune about a heart turning to stone
The lyrics would be of burning pain
And the Devils grin as he sits on his throne

A bad moon rising and rivers overflowing
Everything in your life is spoiling
It feels no different than nature’s wrath
Of Hurricanes and Tornadoes destroying

The damage is like a disaster, the
Destruction is as far as the eyes can see
Picking up the pieces to start again is
Like trying to organize a scree

Your eyes are dry from crying
There’s no words to be spoken
Your just a soul with a heart of stone
When you’re broken

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 07/19/2020
All rights reserved
Chuck Kean Jan 2020
Where Do We Go From Here

  When a man named King
Gets beat in the street and
the line between right and wrong
keeps getting thinner

When kids **** kids for the
Jackets that they wear
Because everyone wants
To feel like a winner

Where do we go from here
Have we all gone crazy
Is this how life is to be
Have our minds gotten
So hazy that we can't see

When a man in Waco says
He's Jesus,he promised
Heaven to those who would believe,those
who did lived and died In his hell

When inmates in Lucasville
Riot and take control,what
Evil do they possess that
Made them **** even from their cell

Where do we go from here
Have we all gone crazy
Is this how life is to be
Have our minds gotten so
Hazy that we can't see

When the world buys
what the media sells
and we'll never know
Just who to trust

When we still can't get
Past the color of another
Mans skin and everything
We touch turns to dust

Where do we go from here
Can anyone tell me
Where do we go from here ?

Written By: Charles Kean
Copyright was in 1993
All rights reserved
Chuck Kean Jan 12
Where Her Spirit Fled

      Once a body with a breath of life
The Doctors reported she was dead
Instantly the tears began to fall
Though knowing where her spirit fled

From a life of abuse, she now
Sleeps in peace in her best bed
During her days she watches over us
From the place where her spirit fled

She always believed in Angels
And in the Bible stories she read
Now she’s one of them
In the place where her spirit fled

She always loved spring and
Winter she would always dread
I know she’s loved and it’s always
Spring in the place where her spirit fled

A Butterfly Angel forever fluttering near a
Rainbow of purple, green, yellow, and red
In a meadow of vibrant flowers sending
Her love from Where Her Spirit Fled

Written By:Charles Kean
01/12/2025
Dedicated to my mother
Norma.
They say only the good die young
Died of Cancer at the young age of 59
Title is (Borrowed from Emma with permission)
Chuck Kean Feb 2020
Where Is God

   My heart seeps
My Soul weeps
Everywhere evil creeps
Where is God?

Know, no life isn’t fair
Know, no one seems to care
Yes evil fills the air
Where is God?

I ask when I hear of evil strains
I ask when I see evil in someone’s veins
It seems that evil reigns
Where is God?

Seek and you shall find
Open your eyes for they’re blind
There’s still humans very kind
Hello poetry this is where is God


Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 02/29/2020
All rights reserved
Dedicated to everyone here at
Hello poetry for welcoming me
To a world I didn’t know existed
Where I find God is alive and well
God Bless you all!!!
Chuck Kean Sep 2020
This is not a poem.

Where Is God?

To those who may be wondering,
Where is God?
To those who believe,
You know the answer.
The notion and miss conception is
That if there’s a God,
Then why?
Why is there all of this Hell on Earth?
Why is there all of this pain and suffering?
Why?, Why?, Why?
The answer is—- This is Earth,
We were created to Love!!!
Love each other unconditionally!!!
Just like his love for us.
The battle between good and evil has been
Since the beginning of time.
We are given the freedom to choose,
It’s that simple!!!
We can choose to be good or evil.
God is not and will not just gonna save everyone from this world.
That’s not the deal.
The Deal——It’s very simple,
He says, choose me.
That’s it, in your heart choose me
And ask to be forgiven of your sins.
Choose me and I will save you, I will
save your soul from
An eternal life in Hell and give you an everlasting life in Heaven.
Die unto yourself and be reborn into a life
With me and when your days are over here in
This world you will join me in Heaven!!!
The signs are showing—It is written these are the end of days.
It’s been for awhile and there’s nothing written about how long the end of days
Will last.
We cannot turn it around.
All that we can do is make that choice.
The choice to be saved, the choice to receive the gift. We can choose to love and not to hate. We can choose forgiveness and to forgive.
That’s it people, it’s that simple!!!
Look, for those whom already know,
You have nothing to worry about.
I’m not here trying to force my beliefs onto anyone. I am just trying to be a messenger and present the news.
You can say it’s just a fairytale, a fantasy or a dream and that’s okay, I will never judge you or  condemn you because that’s not my job or my intent.
So you can say that I am wrong and I can tell you that you are wrong and that will be that.
I just know this one most important factor,
Disappointing, oh you bet ya, it would most definitely be if I die and find out that I am wrong.
But just think about that and think about how disappointed you will be if you find out that I am right.
I’d rather believe and be wrong
Then not believe and be wrong.
All I can do now is Love you and pray for you!!!
God Bless!!!
Chuck Kean Jul 2020
Whimsical

     Love to some is nothing more
Than a story, that which is mythical
Some say love is real and falling
In love can be purely magical

The attraction to someone
At first glance can be purely physical
But we must look beyond this
For true love, as this can be critical

For if we fall in love with the wrong
One, than love can be parasitical
And to our hearts this type of love
Can be dangerous and even apocalyptical

I’m not a modern day Spock or Vulcan
But love would seem to not be logical
But love is real and very powerful
Finding the right love can be rhythmical

So in your search for love be aware
That love is far from predictable
And also be aware that the power
Of love is ultimately irresistible

I tell you though not to guard your heart
For safety but instead do the reciprocal
And when you find true love
Know that it’s far from whimsical

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 07/03/2020
All rights reserved
Why
Chuck Kean Dec 2021
Why
Why

     When I was younger,
I just wanted to die
There were times I didn’t want to get
Out of bed, I still did but I don’t know why

There were so many times that I
Would just lay there and cry
Through my darkness, I couldn’t see
And I was constantly asking why

She was broken and she
Was barely getting by
Her past was nearly just as bad
And she couldn’t understand why

We both had bad father’s
And her Ex was a bad guy
Neither one of us ever felt really loved
What was the reason why

We both survived somehow
Though we really didn’t try
There just had to be a reason
But we didn’t know why

Then one day by chance or was it
We happened to pass each other by
But we missed our chance at the time
And we’ll never know why

And as I look back on it now
My memories around my head they fly
My thoughts drifting in the wind
I realize nothing is by chance, ask me why

When we finally met face to face
We couldn’t fight it, so it was best to comply
The feeling was overwhelming
We couldn’t explain why

Some things are meant to be
Just like in physics certain laws apply
God and his band of Angels
Are the answer and the reason why

Written By: Charles Kean
Copyright © 12/05/2021
All rights reserved
Chuck Kean Mar 2020
Willie’s Corner

  Everywhere I go I just try to be me
I don’t think about clientele
As far as I’m concerned if they don’t
Like it they can all go to Hell

So even at fifty seven I wear my KISS
Shirts and Paul Stanley designer shoes
I sing KISS songs out loud like Black
Diamond and Nothin To Lose

I don’t care if I am going to Church or a
Restaurant with a rating of five stars
I am who I am, it ain’t gonna change even
When people stare at me as if I’m from Mars

I don’t try to be someone I’m not
Rarely do I wear a suit and a tie
Like when I have to go to a funeral home
Because someone I love happened to die

Most of the time I don’t  even notice
Them looking at me for I am immune
Because until the day I die, I will
Dance to my own rhythm and tune

But there are times when I feel a little
Out of place and resigned
When over the speakers I hear
You were always on my mind

And I must say it was strange
And I was feeling somewhat like a foreigner
At Texas Roadhouse and I Was surrounded by Cowboys and sitting in Willie’s Corner

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 03/09/2020
All rights reserved
We went to a Texas Roadhouse Restaurant
I was wearing a KISS shirt and my
KISS necklace and my KISS jacket
My Puma shoes designed by
Paul Stanley and there was some
People in there with Cowboy hats
And boots and the waitress took us
To a booth back in the corner with Willie
Nelson stuff all over both walls and a
Little sign said Willie’s corner.
We no sooner than we sat down and I
Hear Willie’s big hit song begin to play
You were always on my mind. Too funny!!!
Chuck Kean Jan 2024
Winters Death

     As spring arrives it ushers in a re birth
Of life as its rain quenches Earths thirst
And every year I enjoy being a witness
To this dance that seems well rehearsed

Within a blink of an eye summer arrives
And comfort comes in the form of ice cream
The shade of a tree, a summer breeze
and a nap so deep it includes a dream

And the Summers can seem to be too long
But soon comes the October morning wind
And fall is knocking on the door like
A once old lost and forgotten friend

The life cycle that comes with the four
Seasons is such a wonderful thing
Each of us having our favorite in our
Hearts and mine is the life of  Spring

I always dread the Winters darkness
And its cold poisonous breath
And unfortunately now I’m stuck
Smack dab in the middle of Winters Death

Written By:Charles Kean
01/29/2024
Chuck Kean Feb 2021
Winter & Some Friends

     I use to love winter, we use to have
So many good times to together
Now winter to me, is really nothing
More than just annoying weather

I remember the joy and laughter
And all of the fun we once had
Now when winter comes to visit, it
Just brings me pain and makes me sad

I feel that winter has turned on me
And it stabs me in the back
Even though I am aware of its arrival
It still feels like a surprise attack

It’s like some friends that I’ve trusted
These friends I thought I knew well
I’ve prayed for them and gave my best
And now I feel they can go to Hell

As a Christian I generally do forgive
And being one time friends I don’t regret
But when someone stabs you in your back
It’s something you never forget

I guess it’s true, if it doesn’t **** ya
It can only make ya stronger
So when I look in the mirror, I think of Spock,
I tell myself, live long and prosper

And so as we go through life
The cycle is one we find never ends
We pick ourselves back up when we get
Knocked down by winter and some friends

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 02/18/2021
All rights reserved
Chuck Kean Jun 2020
WITCH

      Some might say there’s no such
Thing as Witches and a Witch’s spell
But I tell you there is and all
Evil Witches go to Hell

Some may not have the ability
To make a magical potion
But still find a way to be Evil
If they choose to have the notion

Oh they can be such a deceptive charade
So innocent with blue eyes
But if you fail to see it, you’ll quickly become
A victim of their manipulation and lies

They slip into your life so silky smooth
They just have that special knack
And when you least expect it
They swiftly stab you in your back

So I warn you all of Witches
Be careful of their wake
If you have the opportunity
Burn them to a stake

Just trust me on these words I say
I have fallen victim, my life in ruin
All because my heart is trusting
And I couldn’t see what she was brewin

It takes an evil within oneself
To posses such a unique niche
I pray that no one out there ever
Comes in contact with a Witch

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 06/30/2020
All rights reserved
A Co worker has wiggled her way
Into a position that is now making it
Difficult to go to work and enjoy my life.
Chuck Kean Jun 2021
Witch In An Angel Disguise

    She was so beautiful with her
Green Emerald eyes
In an instant I was swept away
I was taken by surprise

I didn’t know that I signed my name
In blood, I was under her spell
I didn’t know that I was about to burn
Living my life in an eternal Hell

In a lapse of reason, a moment of indecision
In vulnerability my thoughts were unwise
If I could turn back the hands of time
It’s definitely a moment I would revise

So I send a warning for all men
To look beyond the beauty to what’s within
For the beauty is only skin deep and love
Needs more than something so thin

My heart was desperate for love
And I believed all of her deadly lies
Now I’m trapped forever in the grasp
Of a Witch in an Angel disguise

Written By: Charles Kean
Copyright © 06/04/2021
All rights reserved
Trying to get back to normal
First time I have written in awhile
Chuck Kean Apr 2024
Without You

   Well it’s no secret, I was on the
Highway to Hell at a high rate of speed
The world had abused me enough
And I bled all that I could bleed

Just another lost worthless soul
Wondering aimlessly in the wilderness
I was without direction and without
Love and my heart was filled with bitterness

Darkness had convinced me that it was
My only friend and I would never see light
I didn’t have a dream, I was brainwashed
And broken living in a constant night

At an early age life had been ****** out
Of me and I didn’t have any desire
I was sure that my destiny was to walk
Eternally on Brimstone through fire

But God saved me by sending me an
Angel, this much I know is true
I don’t ever want to think about my one
Time fate without him and Without You

Written By:Charles Kean
04/05/2024
Chuck Kean Jan 2020
Words Of Steel
              (Scars That Won’t Heal)

   They hit you like a fist
And they hurt the worst
The words of an alcoholic father
He was able to sling them in a burst

They cut like a knife
And leave a deep long lasting scar
I never understood his hate
And I wish I could seal the pain in a jar

He passed in ninety nine
And I’m over forty now
But those words always seem
To come back and hunt me somehow

Out of nowhere I see his angry face
And I hear those words of steel
That’s when one realizes that he’s
Been left with scars that won’t heal

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright was 2009
From my book New Angel
I’m over fifty now and still I
Hear those words of steel
But Jesus is healing the scars
That I thought would never heal
I wrote I’ve been to Hell Years Later
As a sequel to this poem.
God Bless!!!
Chuck Kean Jul 2021
World Of Blackhearts

  I’ve journeyed long and far
Through the valley of shadows
I’ve been to Hell and come face to face
With the Devil and took his best blows

The Demons I face each day come
In a variety of disguises
Each one with tricks of kindness
But my shield is ready for their surprises

My armor has stood the test of time
Evil is no match for my sword
Because my faith is strong and I know
I can trust in God’s word

I will continue to fight evil
With the power of his light
And I know I’m always prepared
For the darkest night

I know soon I’ll be in Heaven for the end
Is near, for love in humans has become sparse
Each day it’s more noticeable
We live in a world of Blackhearts

Written By: Charles Kean
Copyright © 07/25/2021
All rights reserved
Chuck Kean Aug 2024
World Of Tomorrow

    I was born in nineteen sixty two
I was still a baby during Vietnam
As I grew older I began to realize
There’s never going to be a calm

Never thought that my eyes would
Witness a day like Nine One One
There’s never going to be peace
Until all the Humans are Gone

I remember when I was young
There was an echo of a future so bright
But we can’t even get along with ourselves
And that future is as dark as night

Once America was strong and men
Were men with their masculinity
Now they’re wearing dresses and mascara
And cry if we don’t identify their insanity

As I pray to God with tears in my eyes
And my heart filled with sorrow
I’m also grateful that I’ll die and I won’t
Have to live in the World Of Tomorrow

Written By:Charles Kean
08/19/2024
Chuck Kean Jul 2022
World Outside

  Once I was young and I lived
As a young man I was sent to Vietnam
I fought and I survived,
I remember family and friends

I remember days on the beach
Walking with my love in the Sun
Star filled skies and nights
I thought would never end

Family togetherness and Thanksgiving
And Christmas and feeling loved
But now everyone has their own lives
And here I am so Alienated

My love has long passed
And family is no longer visiting
My days and nights are spent alone
From the world I’m Isolated

I’m in a nursing home, it’s like a final
Waiting room for those who are
Just waiting to die
To become something petrified

Now I live in a room that’s very small
With strangers checking on me to see if
I’m still alive and there’s no friends or
Family and no world outside

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 07/25/2022
All rights reserved
Chuck Kean Jan 2020
Worn Out My Welcome

   I was welcomed with open arms
I zealously showed all of my charms
Now it seems interest is lost
Or have I been blocked by not paying the cost

Did everyone take a vacation leave
Do I need more tricks from my sleeve
Did I do something wrong
Have I stayed too long

I tried to be just as polite
I tried to do everything right
Am I just being dumb
Or have I worn out my welcome

Written:By Charles Kean
Copyright 01/29/2020
All rights reserved
Chuck Kean Mar 2020
Writers Block

     Forget the pen, the crayon, the chalk
Throw the words in a wok
My brain is in a complete state of shock
I hear it whisper to me as if to mock

The words un flowing as if they’re in a loch
I try but it’s all just a bunch of schlock
From my wheels I forgot to remove the chock
Can’t even free myself from my frock

So badly as before I want to rock
Everything seems like seagull squawk
Un organized and separated from the flock
Nothing logical desperately needing Spock

Beginning to feel somewhat of a gawk
Thinking I should seek help from a Doc
Because the word inventory is of low stock
This is officially known as writers block

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 02/05/2020
All rights reserved
Chuck Kean Feb 2023
Ya Get What Ya Give

    Okay people listen here
I’m gonna take it from the top
You can’t make a baby cry
Then expect it to stop

There’s no reason for you to
Stop and question why
If you break an Angel’s wings
You can’t expect it to fly

And I’ll never come to understand
Why a push always deserves a shove
You know you can’t break a heart
And then expect it to love

If you’re not the Devil, understand
You can’t destroy someone’s soul
Then expect them to be happy
Or even pretend and play the role

So please take my advice if
You wish for a wonderful life to live
Always try to remember this
Ya Get What Ya Give

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright ©️ 02/09/2023
All rights reserved
Chuck Kean Feb 2024
Yeti Rocks

   I’ve always felt a connection but it’s
Something I could never put my finger on
It’s like seeing a clear vision and in
Just a moment the vision is gone

It could be something very real or at
Least real to you with every sensation
Or it could be something from stories
And just a figment of your imagination

But I’m sure of it as clearly as night and
Day never being someone who lies
Less than thirty yards away from me
I swear I saw it with my own two eyes

In the early morning misty fog
On a dock on the edge of a lake
I saw a Yeti with sunglasses and a
Guitar and red sneakers no fake

He was jamming and having a blast
I noticed he wasn’t wearing socks
And the connection finally came to me
The day I discovered that Yeti Rocks

Written By:Charles Kean
02/03/2024
Chuck Kean Dec 2021
Yet Venomous Is The Lie


    William J Donovan wrote and I quote
                                 Poison

                           Truth is poison
                             This monster’s
                              Back in town
                            Stay away from
                        My door. don’t come
                       Around here no more.
                    Shut the windows down.
                         Poison is the truth.

This is my reply at the risk of miss interpretation. After reading it twice
I feel his anger in what seems to be about
A good love gone bad. The truth is deadly
It’s over so don’t come around love bites
And love kills, the truth is poison and poison is the truth.  I hope that I am right.

I’m gonna work a different angle
Go in opposite direction but his words
Are the inspiration.

     Yet Venomous Is the Lie

    Poison is the truth
The truth is poison, this is our life
Today’s world, today’s problems
This is today’s strife

What’s good is evil
What’s right is what’s wrong
We’re living in turmoil
We don’t hear the lyrics in the song

The Devil in this time, he reigns
For he is the master deceiver
Oh Lord please have mercy
For the non believer

For they let themselves be tricked
They cannot see through the disguise
What they see is their truth
But blind are their eyes

I pray that they soon realize
The reality before they die
Truth is not poison
Yet Venomous is the lie

Written By: Charles Kean
Copyright © 12/04/2021
All rights reserved
Chuck Kean
Poison is not the truth and the truth
Is not poison yet venomous is the lie and
The great deceiver will always disguise the
lie in the way of the truth, therefore
It can seem like you've been bitten by the
poisonous truth but underneath the
disguise it was nothing more than the
venomous lie.
Chuck Kean Oct 2021
You Can’t Hold Me No More

    Well you took me by surprise
Just one look into your eyes
I was caught in your witches spell
And your diva head began to swell

I thought I’d never get away
As you were desperate that I stay
And I became a prisoner of doubt
As I told myself there was no way out

And I was just like so many that came before
You scratched another notch another score
And I just needed to believe in me
To be able to set myself free

As the years slowly passed me by
Hope was lost with each tear I would cry
And In my darkness I saw a flicker of light
And I heard a whisper telling me to fight

And somehow I was able to survive
Waiting for this day to arrive
I saw an opportunity to slip out the door
And now you can’t hold me no more

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 10/27/2021
All rights reserved
Chuck Kean Jan 2020
Your Eyes

     Your eyes they’re so beautiful
So sparkling and blue
But your eyes are just a part
Of the wonderful of the whole you

I get lost in the universe that’s
In the depths of your eyes
That’s where I find the warmth
Of your overwhelming love lies

I don’t know what I would do without you
I know I’ve fallen short of what you deserve
And it shakes me to think when it came to
Taking that first step I almost lost my nerve

Thirty four years together and still going
Strong for you’re my soul mate
I am so happy that I was able to speak
And ask you out on that first date

You could have done so much better
And for that I sincerely apologize
Forever I will always Love you
And be under the spell of your eyes

To my beautiful wife Cindy
Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright 12/27/2018
All rights reserved
I wrote this for my wife and to my wife last year
We’ve been married 35 years now and on April 14th we celebrate our 36th. For just one rose is also a poem I wrote reflecting back on the thought of what if I hadn’t taken the risk of the pain of thorns for the Rose, literally and metaphorically because we all know love can be filled with the pain of thorns.
Chuck Kean Jul 2022
Your Gone

    Last night I laid myself down
For it was time for some sleep
Wide awake with my mind racing
Watching time slowly creep

I don’t know why but I started thinking
Of you and I felt you near
I saw a blurred vision of you
And slowly it began to clear

We were in Phoenix Arizona, I had you
Come into my room to listen to Beth
I wanted to touch you but I didn’t dare
The room was cold I could see my breath

I wanted the moment to last
I must have slipped into a dream
I tried to make sense of this reality
It was so surreal yet like a movie scene

You were so alive but it could not be
Though Phoenix was pre 1991
I tried to hug you and the vision faded
I cried again because your gone

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 07/10/2022
All rights reserved
In memory of my mother
She passed in May of 1991
Phoenix was 76-79
Chuck Kean Mar 6
YOUR IDIOCY

      I’m gonna take a moment here
Of my own personal time
To write a quick little PSA
In a special little rhyme

Now I know the title is crude but
Sometimes crude has its place
So this is why I have to send this
Message like I’m in your face

Most of you out there do what’s right
And with driving etiquette you comply
So disregard this for when it
Comes to you this does not apply

When driving we use our lights
At Dusk and at Dawn
And definitely in the dead of night
And when our wipers are on

Your lights are not necessarily
So that you can see to drive
But most importantly they are
So others see you and stay alive

So I hope you learned something
From these words of my poetry
It’s really my biggest pet peeve
The world is tired of YOUR IDIOCY

Written By:Charles Kean
03/05/2025
Chuck Kean Aug 2021
Your Name

    The times they are a changing
But it’s been that way for all time
In the darkness I know you are with
Me, with a love so sublime

The world keeps getting colder, hate is
Being brainwashed into our mind
But I can still see that love
Isn’t really that hard to find

As I pause under the shade of a tree
I’m just sitting in one place
I still feel the warmth of the Sun
As it caresses my face

When the storm clouds approach
I still take comfort in what I know
There’s always storms and darkness
And there’s always a rainbow

So as the Devil seems to be in control
Soon this world I pray you will reclaim
And once again you comfort me
As the wind whispers your name

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 08/11/2021
All rights reserved
Chuck Kean Jan 2020
Your Poetry Story Teller

   I don’t know how I do it
But I’ll try to really explain
Just as the clouds get too heavy
Sooner or later it has to rain

I get a thought in my head
And a title is born
And for me every poem needs a rhyme
Just like every Rose has a thorn

You see what I did there
A little poison a little KISS
Keep it simple stupid
Just like this

Then a story ensues
And I am off and running
Sometimes I boggle my own mind
And I find it rather stunning

But I hope You’ll let me inhabit
Your heart like a dweller
So that I might become
Your poetry story teller

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright 01/25/2020
All rights reserved
Chuck Kean Jan 9
Your Sad Eyes

     Looking back on my memories
I know I’m lucky to be alive
Struggling with emotions, thoughts of
Suicide and the instinct to survive

Witnessing the violence and abuse
I saw your dreams turn to nightmares
And all of your glimpses of hope
Turn to blank and empty stares

I saw all of your once joy
Turn into a life of pain
And all of your sunshine turn
Into darkness and rain

I saw your beautiful smile
Change to a half hearted grin
I watched your willingness to fight
Surrender to a battle you couldn’t win

With all of your might you prayed
For a Hero with a cape
But he never came to rescue you from
Your fate and you never could escape

And all of the emotions you ever had
Were completely drained
Except for the strongest one
And it was fear that remained

All of your love was hanging onto
Broken promises and lies
And your vision of a bright future
Became blurred in Your Sad Eyes

Written By:Charles Kean
01/09/2025
Chuck Kean Jan 2024
You Won’t Find It There

    Well the lightning may strike, Thunder may crash and the wind may blow
The storm may be destructive but
There’s one thing I know

Jesus is the only answer yes Jesus
Is the one and only way
Give up your worries and troubles
Just bow your head and pray

So if your life is bad to you and your
Lost in a hopeless situation
Take my advice, don’t Look for
The answer with artificial Stimulation

You won’t find any answers at the
Bottom of a bottle or in hand full of pills
No you won’t find them at the point of a
Needle or on the table where ******* spills

No sir, the answer is sweet Jesus
When you’re overwhelmed with despair
You can search everywhere else but
You Won’t Find It There

Written By:Charles Kean
01/18/2024
Chuck Kean Jul 2020
ZEAL FOR THE LORD

    As humans we are far from perfect
Though some of us try to be
We all fall short of this task
We are just incapable of this ability

Daily struggle keeps us from focusing
And well it’s just impossible
Most of us believe in a higher power
There’s some who believe it’s implausible

God is known the only form of perfection
And he is believed to be the creator
All that is good and the Devil is known as
The fallen Angel and as the perpetrator

We have two paths we can choose
And we are responsible for our decision
Ultimately though this results in our
Inability to love and causes our division

That’s when we have to have faith
And for thy neighbor still show them love
This may let them see the light
And know the power from above

I do my best to do my part and I let his
Word be my armor my shield and my sword
Second Kings ten sixteen, come with me
And see my ZEAL FOR THE LORD

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 07/25/2020
All rights reserved
Stryper was a Heavy Metal
Christian Rock band of the 80’s
They got their name from Isiah 53:3
With his stripes we are healed
I use to write songs for a local Ohio
Heavy Metal Christian Rock/ Stryper like band in The 80’s called Zeal. They got their
Name from 2nd Kings 10:16
Come with me and see my Zeal
For the Lord, God Bless!!!

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