Melancholy Of Innocence

   As the Sun kisses the day,
There’s a crisp misty morning dew
The past is behind me, I’m refreshed
With a promise of a day brand new

There’s a familiar fragrance in the air
And it pleasantly tickles my nose
I indulge myself with its essence
As I quickly realize it’s the scent of a Rose

I take in the moment wishing it could last forever as I watch the dance of a butterfly
In similar waltzes I noticed nature waking
A bee pollinating and a spider nabs a fly

I feel the warmth of God’s love come over me
And I truly know that I’ve been blessed
But as usual my time is short and I
Must get showered and dressed

I give my praise and thanks for my blessings
And especially his gift of my vigilance
My life is filled with every day enjoyment
Never missing my Melancholy Of Innocence

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 06/25/2022
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Inspired by and dedicated to
Melancholy Of Innocence.

My past darkness was my reason for
My Melancholy and it also robbed me of
My innocence so early that I never really had it. God’s love has removed my Melancholy
And as far as my innocence goes how do
You miss something you never had.

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
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Mickey Gene

I am a KISS fan,some say I’m obsessed
But I say that this is really not true
With all of the evidence stacked against me
I don’t know what to say to convince you

Yes I have the CD’S and the Videos
I have a KISS bathroom as well
When I listen to them on my stereo
I turn it up and it puts my wife through hell

When I was 13 I heard Alive for the first time
I confess that I was instantly in love
If you put KISS down in front of me
A push may quickly become a shove

I go see them in concert when I can
No matter if it’s near or far
But an obsession is twenty four seven
And that’s not how I are

Because I love other rock & roll
And things about space and sports
And taking long drives and poetry
And Mickey Mouse and things of all sorts

I do have a plethora of KISS shirts I wear
So in a sense I can see what people mean
Because I even have one that I love
And that’s my Mickey Gene

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright 10/28/2018
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It’s a shirt with Mickey Mouse
With Gene Simmons makeup

Middendorf

   She’s a lady of evil, when she
Changes her blue eyes to red
If she sets her eyes upon you
You’ll be walking with the dead

She lives inside of her pain
She goes out on her own
She’s like the ancient medusa
She can turn a man into stone

If you come in contact with her
Make sure you stay on her good side
If she feels you’ve done her wrong
There’s no place you can hide

Most of the time she’s alright
Soft and gentle as a child
But when she drinks, she thinks about him
And it drives her crazy and she goes wild

They say she’s been dead a hundred years
And she rides an over ridden horse
And she’ll forever haunt the village
She’s known as the ghost of Middendorf

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright 01/10/2020
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Midnight Rain

Her love is motherly, her daughter is grown
She knows she must release the rein
She’ll worry about her constantly
Thus begins the midnight rain

She’s ninety years old, her time has come
The tears falling no one wishes to contain
A loving family says goodbye
Thus begins the midnight rain

A young couple once in love
Separating hearts filled with pain
He was unfaithful with lust
Thus begins the midnight rain

She loves him completely
He’s an addict and he loves *******
An overdose takes his life
Thus begins the midnight rain

Promises of love were made in the dark
But like the Devil he was being feign
His deception hardened her heart
Thus begins the midnight rain

The abused child sits alone in his room
As thoughts of suicide enter his brain
He’ll never feel his father’s love
Thus begins the midnight rain

The world is filled with  Loneliness, hear
The whistle of the midnight train
For some their darkness never ends
Thus begins the midnight rain

Lucky ones survive the storm though
Tracks of tears stain their window pane
Everyone experiences the tears of darkness
Thus no one escapes the midnight rain

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 01/26/2022
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Midnight Train

  The moon is full but it's
Hard to see it's light
For the fog is thick
As it settles in for the night

There is an erie feeling
And a strange silence
Most stay indoors
With little defiance

Legend states that when
the fog is thick, moon is full & bright
Death comes as you hear
wolves and train at midnight

The legend they say is true
And very,very disturbing
The innocent becomes prey
It's really quite unnerving

So death is surely pending
Hear the wolves howling
Time stands still in the woods
Now hear them scowling

Those whom disregard the warning become the slain
in the fog hear the wolves and whistle of the midnight train

Written By:Chuck Kean
Copyright 09/26/16
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Missing Beautifully Broken

     She was smart and witty
But her pen name told her story
It tells us that she’s been hurt
And her heart lives in purgatory

Through her pain
Her wit made me smile
But our friendship lasted
For just a short while

We shared our poetry here
And in doing so we shared our soul
My darkness from a childhood past, hers
From a love washed down a drain hole

But through our pain, hello poetry
Gave us a place to bond
And it allowed us to be vulnerable
And to correspond

But now she has disappeared
Her face and poetry are gone
Just like the night disappears
To give way to a new dawn

Now my heart breaks because words
Written and read are like words spoken
Hello poetry will never be the same
Now that it’s Missing Beautifully Broken 💔

Written By: Charles Kean
Copyright © 12/01/2021
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MONSTER

  In the darkness of the night
I’m shaking in fear
I was asleep in my bed but I have to ***
But a monster is very near

I know the monster is sleeping, I don’t
Dare wake him and feel his wrath
But the bathroom is down the hall
And I may cross his path

So in my bed I stir until it’s too late
Yep I’ve wet it and I have to face him anyway
But at least it won’t be in the darkness
Of night but in the light of the day

He seemed to be gentle but it was a charade
His blue eyes changed to Devil red
He was my father and he would beat me
But the scars came from the words he said

Though the beatings would put me within
Inches of my life from the blood I’d bleed
The mental beat downs would ultimately
Be what would plant the seed

I got caught up in self doubt and I
Began to take drugs and drink
Self destruction and suicide was
The only things that I could think

But Angeles were put before me
And changed my direction
But it took a long time for my heart
To accept and to be able to give affection

It hampered my life in so many ways
But somehow I was able to survive
I live a blessed life now and I am
So very happy to be alive

My fear ran deep but it didn’t come
From some imaginary ugly imposter
My father was an abusive alcoholic
He was my real life MONSTER

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 02/21/2020
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Dedicated to Carlo C Gomez

Mr Make Believe

   Sometimes I can’t help myself
I just wanna be more than I am
Living this normal life can really be
A drag, like it’s one big scam

Sometimes I wish I was a rock star
With girls galore and money to burn
But I’m not gonna make a deal with the
Devil, that’s something I spurn

If I could be a super hero, how cool
Would it be, imagine the possibilities
But I’m thinking that might be too
Much for me, think of the responsibilities

Wouldn’t it be nice to find a Genie
In a bottle, granting me three wishes
Instantly I could have anything I desire
But that might be super suspicious

So if just for the day, like a magician
With a trick up my sleeve
I’ll just close my eyes and put
My Faith in Mr Make Believe

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 01/29/2022
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MRS TIMETABLE

     Tick Tock, Tick Tock
The second hand fly’s
We can’t stop time
Everyone is born and everyone dies

Make the best of everyday
Let Love flow from your heart
Better how life is together
Then it is to be apart

The world is impossible on its own
Let alone we fuss and fight
In the end does it really matter
Who was wrong and who was right

Stop listening to the media
As they only tell us lies
Jesus says love is the answer
His word is the only one that applies

We all need to love as much as we can
And for as long as we are able
Because we all live under the same
Rules of MRS TIMETABLE

Written By:Charles Kean
06/23/2023
Dedicated to MRS TIMETABLE
Thank you for your heart and spirit
And inspiration, God Bless!!!

Mr, Story Teller

      Mr, story teller, tell me  a story of twinkle and twilight and fairytale
Tell me a story, a story of Hope
One in which the world doesn’t fail

For I woke up this morning, I opened
My eyes to see all that I could see
I saw a vision of the universe and our
World in a doomed destiny

I saw the planet’s and the stars
And I saw chaos in a confused galaxy
I saw it all so vividly losing its
wonder and all of its majesty

I’ve never felt so sad and broken
Hearted, never been so blue
So my friend here I am and I
Am putting my faith in you

So Mr, story teller, Mr, make believe
Master of magic and illusion and pretending
Tell me a story, a wonderful story
A beautiful story with a happy ending

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 10/09/2020
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Music Interlude

   The hustle of the day to day
Can leave us tired and drained
Working so hard just to pay the bills
With nothing really gained

The weekend comes I just want to relax
But I gotta run to the BMV
The salon and the dog groomer
With no time just for me

The Sun is shining and I just wanna
Be by the Ocean on a beach
With a drink in my hand but that’s just
A fantasy a dream out of my reach

Knowing now of my lover music
Her best quality un like life being so crude
I wish I could be more like my music and
Take a break a music interlude

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 03/07/2020
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My Beautiful Forever Valentine

     When I first saw your face
I knew you were my saving grace
My world was instantly a better place
I was no longer just a wonderer in time & space

A purpose was bestowed upon me
A reason to live a life that was meant to be
A life beyond the dream or a fantasy
But a life of our own wonderful odyssey

I never pictured myself in this way
I always thought I’d live an endless lonely day
Even when I get evil your heart will not stray
Your love is planted firm to stay

You love me though I be awkward and strange
Even still as my evolution is slow to change
It’s a bond with a unique interchange
With an endearing kind of exchange

Sometimes I feel like worthless slime
And stealing your love is a crime
I am so blessed that you are mine
My beautiful forever valentine

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 02/05/2020
All rights reserved
Love Chuck ❤️❤️❤️💕💕💕
For my wife, just wanted to share:

My Corona

  I live my life on the edge so I
Bought some corona beer
I drank three of them and I
Drank them free of fear

Let’s all Panic and and buy all the
Sanitation supplies from the stores
Let’s use them excessively and then
Touch the handles on the doors

The gas pump and the escalator rail
Wash your hands but did the one before
Are you aware of everything that you touch
Like the simple every day at the store

The grocery store provides the wipes
For your protection, they do their part
Then you get to the register
And they switch your cart

You wiped yours down but did the one before
Let’s all protest about our environment
Let’s show our pride so everyone can see
And let’s blame it on the government

And when the day is done
And silence is the only sound
Let’s leave the area in peace and
Leave all of our trash on the ground

Yes let’s go to the gas station and dump
Our trash pump side that’s what we do
A trash can is provided two feet away
So is the problem, shame on you

Pick up after your pets it’s your responsibility
Bags are provided and yet there’s the poo
Right at the post with the bags
I swear this is true

Now your family is sick and you don’t know
Why and you want to place blame
Well just look in the mirror and see
The person that deserves the fame

Litter is everywhere the guilty know who
They are, the water isn’t safe to drink
Yes blame it on everything else but when
You threw your trash down did you think

No you didn’t so this is where we are
People you literally make me sick
This is poem is intended for the careless
You know the ones that are just a *****

So now it’s time to Panic, oh but you’re
To cool to put litter in it’s place
That’s the mindset of this declining
Evolution of the human race

You know the first stanza was just for
A laugh but the rest I hope was more
This is not a joke and so wash your hands
Touch everything, did the one before

Last stanza I’m through with my rant
I surrender to the woman of Zeus Latona
I will pray that you are safe from the
Coronavirus as I drink my corona

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 03/11/2020
All rights reserved

My Destiny

   It’s not a mystery, no, no, no
There’s nothing to uncover
Everyone knows this to be true
If it’s not one thing it’s another

One minute you’re at the top of the hill
And the next you’re fallen down
Yes for every chance you get to smile
It’s not long till you’re wearing a frown

When I was a young man I was a victim
Of child abuse, physically and mentally
And even though I’ve left it behind
It seems it will be my forever penalty

As my life has moved on
I’ve come to discover
No matter what I do
I’m in a constant state of recover

Mentally I know that it’s my
Own voice inside my brain
That keeps holding me back
And I keep inflicting my own pain

Physically it’s as if I have my own
Personal evil spirit that I’ve conjured
And I cannot stop myself from
Stupidly finding a way to be injured

Don’t get me wrong I’m alright, life is
Just tough when I’m my own worst enemy
My past, my present and my future will
Uncannily be the same and be my destiny

Written By: Charles Kean
Copyright © 11/18/2020
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I tell myself that I can’t
And last week I sprained my ankle
This week I smashed my hand
I’m 58 and I hurt all over but I have
To keep on keeping on

My Email Response
  
   My Uncle sent an Email
Stating he was doing well
Trying to stay safe and calm
Staying home, the irony him being a survivor Of Vietnam
So light heartedly but but seriously too
The following is my response I’ll share with you

Glad to know that you are still among the livin
And o biding by the rules you were given
Meanwhile I’m on the front line, the lucky one
In the game of Chess the sacrificial pawn
A lowlife wheelchair van driver
Donning PPE striving to be a survivor
As the sights are straight from the movie screen
Living in a live apocalyptic disaster scene
Arriving at a make shift care facility
Where the fiction becomes the reality
Watching as people decontaminate each other
And my PT’S panic in one form or another
With the Police waiting in force
Just in case something goes off course
We were bright and early eight AM today
Lined up in a convoy and on our way
Moving PT’S to an abandoned hotel
A place just the fire removed, just short of Hell
With no words for we had no supplement
A sight we could not record or document
We decontaminated our trucks in the rear
We removed all of our protective gear
And we repeated this throughout the day
But I took a moment to bow and pray
For I now have visions I will forever keep
Hopefully I will manage to get some sleep
And tomorrow I hope for something new
But fear the same will be what holds true
So now I must rest my head
And cover myself in my bed
The alarm will sound all too soon I know
And again out of my door I will go
So say a prayer and wish me luck
Signing off now, love, your nephew Chuck
So please don’t be one of nonchalance
And I hope you liked my Email response

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 04/16/2020
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My Friend Paul

     My words will never truly express
And I really don’t know how to begin
My heart aches and I’m numb inside
Yet it’s only the tip of what I feel within

I’m a firm believer in nothing is by chance
But we may never know the reason why
And I hate talking about this in past tense
Because it hurts to say goodbye

If he hadn’t worn a KISS shirt
We might not have talked to each other
But he did that day we met and
To me he became like a brother

We went to several concerts together
We had so many good times over the years
Now he’s gone and I’m in shock
And I’m fighting back the tears

His favorite band was Rush but he also
Loved KISS and so much more
His passion for music was beyond compare
And his heart was never a closed door

He was a man of God and when I think about
Him only the good times I will recall
And whenever I hear Rush or KISS
I’ll smile and remember my friend Paul

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 04/06/2022
All rights reserved
In Memory of Paul Swenson
11/01/1966—03/11/2022

My Glitch

    It’s amazing, how quickly things can
Change and flip your world upside down
A peaceful Sunday lunch at a favorite restaurant and it all turned around

A phone call with horrible news
My friend Paul had died
This threw me for a loop
And uncontrollably I cried

Sunday night I couldn’t sleep
My mind in a thick foggy smoke
And when Monday morning arrived
My wife Cindy had a Stroke

I don’t know how I managed to call 911
And have that kind of focus
Is all of this really happening, is this the
Work of the Sanderson sisters Hocus Pocus

Now on the outside I have to be strong
So I’m trying desperately to hide my twitch
But inside I’m going absolutely crazy and if
You look closely I’m sure you’ll see my glitch

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 03/18/2022
All rights reserved

MY LADY SUGAR

      Ah sugar, oh sugar, sugar
Why are you trying to affect my reality
Sugar, oh sugar, sugar
Why are you killing me

Ah sugar, oh sugar, sugar
You get too much you get too high
Sugar, oh sugar, sugar
Not enough and you’re gonna die

Ah sugar, oh sugar, sugar
I was trapped in your Hell
Sugar, oh sugar, sugar
You had me under your spell

Ah sugar, oh sugar, sugar
In the evening I felt your heat
Sugar, oh sugar, sugar
I always craved for your sweet

Ah sugar, oh sugar, sugar
I know our battle is brand new
Sugar, oh sugar, sugar
But I’m through with you

Ah sugar, oh sugar, sugar
Numbers gave you rounds one & two
Sugar, oh sugar, sugar
But since then my numbers are true

So in claiming victory don’t be so eager
Ah sugar, oh sugar, sugar
I think you’ll find I’m not so meager
I will defeat you MY LADY SUGAR

Written By:Charles Kean
07/17/2024
I was diagnosed with Diabetes
On 07/11/2024

My Mistress

    I have a secret that I need to tell
Whenever I’m down and blue
There’s always someone that
I can count on to pull me through

She’s a lady but like no other
Lady you’ve ever known
Yet every time we’re together
I’m still very much alone

She can take me by the hand
And go with my flow
But she has the power to take
Me wherever she wants to go

If I’m sad she can leave me there
She can comfort me while I cry
But if she wants, she can pick me up
And together we can fly

She can be hard and heavy and loud
Or she can be soft and light and low
She has a way to make me smile
And sometimes even glow

So if you don’t know by now
Let me openly confess
My lady, my beautiful lady is music
Yes music is my mistress

Written By: Charles Kean
Copyright © 01/31/2020
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My Mistress #2

     I’m guilty as charged but I
Really just can’t live without her
But I never have to buy her diamonds
And I don’t have to buy any fur

She’s with me every day as I drive
But we’ve never taken a walk
Sometimes she is annoying
But I love to hear her talk

She tells me what to do
When I turn her on
She tells me where to go
And then I’m gone

She is a persistent one but
Sometimes I still ignore
Sometimes she makes me feel
Like I wanna kick her out the door

But she’s saved my life more than once
And I love her so very much
We’ve got a great relationship
Though I’ve never felt her touch

She’s my obsession my GPS
Something I cannot subdue
My Global Positioning System
Is my mistress #2

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 02/16/2020
All rights reserved

My Odyssey

   I’m just a poet, a man of tranquility
Trying to survive a volatile time
Trying to make sense of it all
And just writing my simple rhyme

My world is small in comparison
Floating in space in an awesome galaxy
My greatest achievement is my wife &
Daughter as my life is of mediocrity

I try so hard each day just to follow the
Lessons of Jesus but I’ll always fall short
I know when I die I’ll be in Heaven but
I still fear the final judgment in his court

Here on Earth I’m sure that I have
Reached my human destiny
And everyday I treasure in my heart
And I live each day so preciously

As another birthday approaches I’ll
Be standing on the edge of sixty
And the emotions are overwhelming
Looking back on my odyssey

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 03/14/2021
All rights reserved
Born 03/20/1962
I’ll be 59–Next Saturday
Thanks again for all your love my
People here at HP

My Poetry, My Brain
             (I Don’t Know)

  A poem is a poem
Even if it’s just a word
For once it’s written
It’s seen, it’s read, it’s heard

My brain is wired strangely
An idea, a title the first rhyme
Then quickly a story line and
I write as if I am running out of time

(Sample— Old Ones)

At fifty seven I guess I’m middle
Aged and I know I’m out of shape
To go back in time to a younger day
Would be a great escape

I see children playing with energy
That never seems to drain
I thought to myself, if I could capture
That energy wouldn’t it be insane

Then I thought that’s probably
The same thing my elders thought
And then I said to myself boy
I’m glad that I didn’t get caught

My first rhyme becomes my last
In a sense becomes the outer chrome
You read the title and story and
Then I want to bring you home

(Sample-Old Ones first rhyme-Doldrums)—Then really it just becomes filler to get to the point
Where I get to Doldrums and Old Ones.) So here it is Incase you
Missed it the first time.

                  Old Ones

  I remember my youth and
The energy that was endlessly flowing
And today I feel that energy
Continually slowing

I remember my elders and
How they envied me
Wishing they could store
That energy for eternity

Now the years have passed me by
And I still feel the kid inside of me
But I have no clue just where
That energy might be

I know it’s lost in some
Kind of a galaxy void
Harnessed inside some
Kind of a robot droid

Or maybe it’s frozen in the
Space and time doldrums
Or maybe it was hijacked
By the old ones

(My poetry, My Brain
I get it I go,
Don’t ask me because
I don’t know)

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

My Shattered Heart

     My life is a miracle, I’ve fought
Many battles, I’ve got many scars
I’ve spent a lot of years in my own
Prison behind impenetrable bars

I’ve been my own worst enemy
I thought I had to make it on my own
I’ve always done my worst damage
When I find myself alone

Life has always been so hard to face
When I’ve been so broken
And words have been so hard to find
And usually have gone unspoken

Now time has passed me by
I’m slowly beginning to feel my age
As my life’s journey begins to enter
It’s last mortal stage

But by fate and Grace I’ve been saved
I can reflect my feelings in my art
And I can live my life while Jesus puts
Back the pieces of My Shattered Heart

Written By:Charles Kean
09/23/2024

My Soul

My soul waits more than the tired
Wait for the night so they may sleep
More than a child waits
To tell a secret they just can’t keep

More than a commuter
Waits for the morning train
More than a flower waits
For a gentle spring rain

More than a mother
Waits for the apgar score
More than the waves wait
To reach the shore

More than a fisherman waits
To fish with his new rod and reel
More than a spider waits
For its next meal

More than a band waits
To Rock & Roll
More than the watchmen wait
For the morning, for the Lord
Waits my soul

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 01/30/2020
All rights reserved
Actually written in 2019
But I accidentally deleted it and
Had to have a friend re send it
To me and her copy didn’t have the
Date so since I had to rewrite it from
A picture, I just put today’s date on it.

My Ugly

      I don’t know if you believe in God
And I’m not here to change your mind
Either way, in the scheme of things
Isn’t best to just be kind

I’ve found that yes it’s true
The nice guy finishes last
But living isn’t about winning a race
You pass life by if you go to fast

So I write these words for you
Just another simple rhyme
We should all be like the Tortoise
And just take our time

You may find your miracle and
You may feel the warmth of God’s Love
And in your heart and soul realize
There’s a higher power up above

When he gives you a partner
Be it a husband or a wife
And like God’s Love, there’s is
Unconditional and for life

You’ll understand and see the light
love is easy when we’re sweet and cuddly
But like me and my miracle, my wife
Still loves me when she’s seen my ugly

Written By: Charles Kean
Copyright 08/28/2019
All rights reserved

My Wife’s Affair

  Well the word is out about my
Mistress and my mistress #2
I was afraid of this and so now
I’m feeling sad and blue

My wife has a lover on the side as well
And she does it right in front of me
This is getting out of hand and almost
After 36 years of marriage how can this be

She holds her man more than me
He helps her with puzzles and a word game
He has the same interest and loves Pinterest
And now nothing is the same

I have to force myself between them
Just to get a glimpse and a kiss
I only have myself to blame for my
Mistakes of selfish bliss

Plus I introduced them and now it’s
Something I regret for he is a lucky lad
She even takes him to bed with her and I
Hate her skinny lover boy I-Pad

Sometimes things just happen
Even to the best loving pair
I have my music and my GPS, she’s
Got her I-Pad and that’s my wife’s affair

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 02/17/2020
All rights reserved

My Wonderful Muse

      You’re always there in the light
You’re always there in the shadow
You’re always there in the storm
You’re always there in the rainbow

I’m not worthy of your presence
I’m not worthy of your inspiration
I’m not worthy of your intellect
I’m not worthy of your declaration

You always know what to say
You come through in a pinch
You always figure it out
You are my winch

I fall short of your glory
I am weak with my appliance
I am embarrassed to admit
I am addicted in my reliance

You are always here for me
You protect me from the Devil’s ruse
You will never know what you do for me
You are my wonderful muse

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 01/04/2020
All rights reserved

Naked

  As I type I assure you that I am
In a complete state of dress
Sometimes I am romantic and
Sometimes dark and other times a mess

Sometimes I am silly and other
Times I can be inspirational
Sometimes I cannot believe it
When someone writes that I am sensational

But each time know that you are
Getting pieces of my multiple personalities
And you read words of my fantasies
And of my all too real realities

I function outside in the world each day
But I live inside of my mind
Words usually come easy but difficulty
Is something that I occasionally find

But with each poem I write whether it
Be of passion or love or of being jaded
It’s as if I am baring myself
And therefore I feel naked

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright 01/28/2020
All rights reserved

Native American Way

      Out in the wilderness at peace
With the Miakoda and the Tadewi
The Omaha words for Power of the Moon
And wind, this is the life for me

The sky was not littered with Skyscrapers
The rivers were not littered with waste
The Buffalo were many and brotherhood
Was alive but its all been erased

The white man came and now the Buffalo
And the Native man is all but extinct
Only by my ancestry blood line
Am I distantly and slightly linked

Today we are un respectful of the land
We take and take and destroy
Soon the wilderness will be gone as well
And there will be nothing left to enjoy

Everyone seems to carelessly litter
Without even blinking an eye
But when the drinking water is poison
They don’t understand why

Sometimes I wish I could travel back
In time before the white man invasion
Where a man could be at one with nature
Where I visualize a much better nation

I let my mind take me away to a time
Long ago and far, far away,
So peaceful you can hear the winds whisper
Back to the Native American Way

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright 01/28/2020
All rights reserved

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
All rights reserved

NEVER KNOW COME DEATH

    New born baby, so delicate, so fragile
This little life in your hands
I just wanna say this clearly
So that everyone understands

Give your love unconditionally
To this heavenly sent gift
Treasure each moment of their life
For time can be so unforgivingly swift

And if today you find conflict with anyone
And tempers rage and hatred reigns
Quickly find a way to forgive and
Don’t keep your love in chains

Pray for those whom don’t know Jesus
This doesn’t take special skill or magic art
It’s just the simple power of prayer
And prayer comes from the heart

This shouldn’t be that difficult so
Give your love freely with every breath
For life is so minutely temporary, we
Never know come death

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 08/16/2020
All rights reserved

New Angel

                      Someone you love
                   Has just passed away
                            And for you
                      It’s a very sad day

                    As your heart breaks
                        You feel the pain
                     The hurt is constant
                    Your tears fall like rain

                          Now you wonder
                      Will the hurt ever end
                          You feel the void
                        The loss of a friend

                        They say that in time
                          Your heart will heal
                           But they can’t feel
                               What you feel

                     God may have taken them
            But he’s covered you from every angle
                      Because he just gave you
                                  A new angel

                       Written By: Charles Kean
This poem was self published in a book with the same title in 2009. It won me
The editors choice award. God Bless!!!

New Dawning

   I spend my day thinking of you
I visualize your eyes sparkling blue
Diving into your ocean I pursue
Bodies naked in the meadow misty dew

Hearts racing with every sensual touch
So overwhelming it can almost be too much
Never has something consumed me such
I hold the vision in a tight clutch

The vision as real as a movie on the screen
A full color explosion of my daydream
With nothing like I’ve ever foreseen
With so much passion in every scene

And in the evening I come home to you
And my daydream suddenly comes true
Then as I sleep again the dream is a brew
Never feeling old but fresh and new

Light rain falls as we sit neath the awning
I look into your eyes and see them spawning
Though I’m worn out and yawning
So elated and I embrace the new dawning

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 03/23/2020
All rights reserved

No Rhyme Nor Reason

       Just like the guy who’s feet are
Are to big for his bed, I heard in a song
Life is too short for fussing and fighting
That stuff takes much too long

What side of the fence are you on and
The difference can you rise above
Is it worth killing strangers, is it
Worth killing someone you love

In a lifetime so temporary, can you afford
To Really take a stand and draw the line
I laugh at your ignorance and integrity
It’s like fighting over Whiskey or Wine

Over politics are you really ready for
Ignoring the lessons from Civil War
Instead of fighting the enemy of foreign
Foe we fight each other on our own shore

In the middle of Summer I feel the Winter
Closing in with its cold season
Must love die in the battle of stupidly
In the darkness of No Rhyme Nor Reason

Written By:Charles Kean
07/08/2024

No Surrender

      Oh that Devil he’s persistent
Like a bully he’s the ultimate offender
But compared to Jesus, he’s barely
What we consider a worthy contender

He’s more like a wannabe
Just a deceiving pretender
And when he attacks me, I turn
To Jesus my ultimate defender

But there was a time when the Devil
Was easily the best tempter
And I’d drink to ease my pain and my
Best friend was my bartender

But that was a long time ago
I was so much younger
And my mind was weaker
And my heart was more tinder

I would easily just raise the white flag
But now I know Jesus and his splendor
And now I raise my fist and my voice
And I scream to the Devil no surrender

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 12/03/2021
All rights reserved

Nurse Angels

      It’s an evil world we live in
And the Demons hide in the shadows
Down below is where they call home
Where the fire burns and the smoke billows

Satin is their king and he loves his little
Games and he whispers in our ears
He loves to cause chaos and he uses
The media to play on our fears

Every day problems can bring us down
But we must see our way through
It gets harder each day to keep our faith
But it’s something we must all do

And if you ever find yourself in the hospital
Because life threw you a curve
There’s something I know from experience
And I’m sure you too will observe

The Devil and his demons are no match
For God and he’s covered all the angles
And one of those many ways is because
He gave us all Nurse Angels

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 11/17/2021
All rights reserved
I dedicate this poem to my daughter
Karissa, she is one of the Nurse Angels
This poem is about.

Old Ones

  I remember my youth and
The energy that was endlessly flowing
And today I feel that energy
Continually slowing

I remember my elders and
How they envied me
Wishing they could store
That energy for eternity

Now the years have passed me by
And I still feel the kid Inside of me
But I have no clue just where
That energy might be

I know it's lost in some
Kind of a galaxy Void
Harnessed inside some
Kind of a robot droid

Or maybe it's frozen in the
Space and time doldrums
Or maybe it was hijacked
By the old ones

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright 4/9/17
All rights reserved

Old Ones

  I remember my youth and
The energy that was endlessly flowing
And today I feel that energy
Continually slowing

I remember my elders and
How they envied me
Wishing they could store
That energy for eternity

Now the years have passed me by
And I still feel the kid Inside of me
But I have no clue just where
That energy might be

I know it's lost in some
Kind of a galaxy Void
Harnessed inside some
Kind of a robot droid

Or maybe it's frozen in the
Space and time doldrums
Or maybe it was  hijacked
By the old ones

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright 4/9/17
All rights reserved

Old Ones

  I remember my youth and
The energy that was endlessly flowing
And today I feel that energy
Continually slowing

I remember my elders and
How they envied me
Wishing they could store
That energy for eternity

Now the years have passed me by
And I still feel the kid Inside of me
But I have no clue just where
That energy might be

I know it's lost in some
Kind of a galaxy Void
Harnessed inside some
Kind of a robot droid

Or maybe it's frozen in the
Space and time doldrums
Or maybe it was  hijacked
By the old ones

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright 4/9/17
All rights reserved

Old School VS New School

  My wife and I get up and go to work
With a constant pain as our bodies are
Feeling their age.
I’ve been in three automobile accidents that my car was totaled and a forklift accident,
Long story but I ran it off the dock and my shoulder slammed into the roll cage as I hit the ground. I’m a victim of physical child abuse-and I’ve come close to death from surgeries because I’m sensitive to Anastasia
That makes my heart stop and they almost lose me every time.
My sister in law gets up and goes to work
And she is facing not one but two
Brain surgeries and I have an old friend
With Ménière’s disease.
It’s a ringing in the ears and it causes
Vertigo and nausea and hearing loss
And he is about to ride a bike from Denver
Colorado to Columbus Ohio to raise money
For researching and awareness for this
Disease and we have coworkers that
Call off work for a hang nail

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 07/30/2020
All rights reserved

Old Shoe

      There was a time when I felt
Like I was needed, and I cared
I didn’t have much knowledge
But what I had, I shared

Times they keep changing
New faces surround me
No respect for what I’ve done
New leadership and I disagree

I seem to care too much
And they seem to not care at all
My time is coming to an end
It’s sad to watch it fall

I’m a forgotten relic
They wish I was already gone
I can see the writing on the wall
I’m a dragon and the last one

There was a time when I was proud
Even being the lowest ****
But those days have come and gone
Now I just wish I was comfortably numb

I’m yesterday and just part of an unknown
Past, they are today shiny and new
But time will pass them by and soon they’ll
Know what its like to feel like an old shoe

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 03/09/2022
All rights reserved

On A Feather In The Wind

      As I continue to age, it just
Keeps Getting Harder to pretend
I’m past the point of no return
And life is closer to the end

I’ve Rock & Rolled all nite and partied
Every day and now I must comprehend
Holding on to sixteen as long as I can is
Crazy, now I guess it’s time to transcend

As the cloud of depression covers me
And the Demons begin to descend
I have a Butterfly Angel watching over me
And against them my life she will defend

But even she can’t stop my natural decline
And time will pass with out a way to suspend
And my time will come and no money
Can ever buy any time to extend

But baby If I should go before you
You’ll still feel my love deep within
Every day you’ll still receive my love
I will send it On A Feather In The Wind

Written By:Charles Kean
05/25/2024

Once We Were Proud

     Like the Native American
The tribe stood unbowed
They were a strong people
They were of honor and proud

Made in America, in the 70’S
It was advertised and shouted loud
We were a nation of power
We were of honor and proud

Boys were boys and girls were girls
You could tell the difference in a crowd
Our parents raised us with discipline
They were of honor and proud

Men were Men and Woman were Women
With a nature inheritance both endowed
They supported each other
They were of honor and proud

But oh how far we have fallen
To other countries we have bowed
And so sensitive to be offended by Dr Suess
There’s no honor but once we were proud

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

One Bad Apple 🍎

       Take yourself self away to
The garden of Eden, with Adam and Eve
And from the very beginning you can
See the Devil had something up his sleeve

The serpent whispered in the ear of Eve
And persuaded her to eat the forbidden fruit
It was so much temptation she couldn’t refuse
But that fruit was rotten well beyond the root

She became aware of all of the universe
And convinced Adam to do the same
The Devil was smiling so evil for he knew
This was just the beginning of his game

Now you are back to modern day and
And see the evil that’s all around
It’s so bad that you can almost feel
The heat from beneath the ground

The Devil so great at his deception
Putting himself in positions of prestige
As priest taking advantage of children
And now it seems we are being besieged

As the battle rages between the dark & light
We must recognize and avoid the shrapnel
But in looking back now to that day
That sure was one bad apple 🍎

Written By: Charles Kean
Copyright © 02/01/2020
All rights reserved
Far from my best but in
My defense, I started writing
And got pulled away and I
Couldn’t get it back.

One World

    I don’t know what you believe
But believe me it’s just fine
We live on the same planet
But it ain’t mine

Just got a question, Somethin I don’t
Understand and it gets me to the core
It really boggles my mind
What the heck are we fighting for

Your religion my religion,
What does it matter, we all die
Why do we **** and why are we killed
For religion in this world gone awry

I feel what I feel in my heart
But I have no desire to ****
If you feel what You feel in your heart
We shouldn’t force each other’s will

When everything is temporary
Why is there such need for control
And why do people have to die
If they don’t willingly play the role

Why can’t anyone see that no one
Should have to concede
That love and peace is the
Only thing we all need

What can one race gain
Or one religion to unite
Sooner or later someone somewhere
Would find a reason to fight

There’s no reason for the way things are
There’s no sense in our state of unfurled
We can all be different, it’s alright
Because there’s only one world

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 05/16/2020
All rights reserved

On The Edge Of Your Blues

        Once I had a baby and loving her
Came so naturally like leaves turn to rain
But she lived in a world of darkness
And I couldn’t heal her of her pain

One day she just walked out the door
There were no words spoken
She left me with a thousand questions
Why and a heart completely broken

I could never understand her sadness
But it seemed as ancient as Stonehenge
I figured someone must have broken her
Heart and I was the subject of her revenge

So as I see you in your distress
And drowning in your river of sorrow
I know you’ve given up on your dreams
And you’ve lost your faith in tomorrow

As much as I wish I could reach out
I’ve lived a life in your shoes
So please don’t confide in me and leave
Me standing on the edge of your blues

Written By:Charles Kean
09/12/2023

Our Certain Uncertainty

  Since the beginning of time
This has always been true
In our life we never know when our
Time here in this world is through

With this Coronavirus though humans
May be closer to being extinct
I am not one to push the panic button
But by being human we are linked

Now our Mother Earth is getting its
Revenge for our abuse
For we take and take and litter and
Dump our waste and there’s no excuse

So now here we are, the world
Is on the edge of an emergency 🚨
And the one thing that hangs in the
Balance is still our certain uncertainty

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 03/20/2020
All rights reserved

Panic
  
     The world buys what the media sells
Now everyone is manic
Panic—Panic—Panic
#Coronavirus #Media manipulation
#Stupid People

Nation Panic coming soon

Paradise

     The clouds could roll in
Black and charcoal grey
Hiding the Sunshine so That I
Could never see the light of day

I could be homeless with my
Head down low hiding in shame
Never wanting anyone
To ever know my name

The world’s most evil witch
Could cast her most evil spell
I could be so desperately needing water
Crying out from the depths of Hell

Yes I could be the ultimate loser
In each and every game
I would still scream into a mega phone
To the world and strongly proclaim

As long as we were together
Let me make this clear and concise
Even with all of the above
I would still be in paradise

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 12/09/2020
All rights reserved
I dedicate this to my wife Cynthia
Love ya babe!!!