Neither rain, nor snow, nor sleet, some slime.
You go USPS!

It's what I live for.
It's what I breath.
Every day,
Every moment
Every **** time, over and over again.
redundantly........zzzzzzzzz

Quit holding on to everything so tight.
Let it go.
Surrender to win.

Easy to say…..
But I do like the effect.

NOTES

A friend once wrote me and asked me a favor.
I hadn’t talked to him for awhile.
But since he’s my friend I wanted to savor.
His approval and ever missed rarified smile.

So I set out to create a poem that was good.
That could be used for something other than thought.
I wasn’t sure if I could or I should
But my friend has this caring heart that I never forgot

You see I am lonely and ask for acceptance
You see people like me, much of the time
It’s not really healthy to be like this ever
Especially when sometimes you can only make rhymes.

So if there’s a message or action to take.
That’s positively true and can never be faked.
I suggest you should go to the nearest bright star.
And tell your God “I’m grateful” for whatever you are.

You see I’m not perfect, just trying my best.
I’m sure you have sensed that at my friend’s kind request.
I will do the thing which was wanted of me.
I love all of you, but you don’t have to love me.

It all lines up,
except for the unexpected.
That’s when things get clear.
But it’s fleeting.
I never get it right anyway…

My mind is racing…
Around right now.
I’m easing off the gas.

If I don’t slow down, I won’t remember it.
It’s sad I know, I’m way ahead of you…..
Maybe I’ll stop and listen.

NOTE TO DALE 9-8-24  RIP - for a friend I never wanted to meet, but did. Sorta....

What is this I see, a body for me?
On hard silver slab, and a scalpel and a scab.
But no marks on the body, none, that I can see?
The body is gray, it looks just like me.
The lips are parted, just like mine,
I kiss them with passion; it's as if I were blind.
Don't worry, I'm here, I'll take care of the fear.
But I don't understand, why, I am here?
I'll take the cold hand; put it next to my heart.
Exposed to the air, so damp, so dark.
Please give me hope, I will see you again.
A dripping of blood, tastes like wine in the wind,
I will  meet you someday.
I see on the wall.
A reflection, of nothing, but me, that's all?
I never loved anyone, like I love you now.
I know we will go, I know we will dwell.
Sooner than later, at the very gates of hell!
The very gates of hell!
Shhhhhh, Shhhhhh, Shhhhhhh

Sorry, that's the poem...

anything


There,

I feel better now....

Bad Gateway!

Artificial Intelligence is just that.
Artificial. Trust me....
It's the real human beings that seem to cause all the problems...

I stood upon a dying stage,
The last one, the oldest age.
Two people were there, cheering me.
Two of the best, my brother and she…….

It all turned out OK.
With a shitload of bumps on the way.
My **** is tired…..



#91324

It started back in sixty one,
Before I could ever drive.
The voice, the wit, the time goes past.
Slower then twenty five.

As I grew up, wisdom grew,
The voice would come alive.
Jim Healy was this character's name.
He saw the world from different eyes.

RIP - J. Healy

"Peach on Earth, was all it said"
Duh, da duh da duh....

I get around.
Not much anymore.
Unless I'm motivated..

Well I got around. A lot. Too much...

Metaphors and Parables
Is all I can mix
Throw in an analogy,
And I’m out of the mix.

Poems are for people
Other than me
Why can't I think of them,
instead of just me?

The boy was new,
He didn’t know,
There was a conspiracy,
About to throw.

He went along, a dreary trail,
Flanked by his friends, the car was pale.
It wasn’t pretty, It was profound.
He survived, …….

When someone looks my way.
I immediately think "NO!".
That way I'm safe.......

Enuf said.
Think about it.
It's depressing more often than not.....

Why do those living things exist?
The butterflies.
I mean.
They are mean.
They land on my flowers and do their duty somewhere I don't like.
I'm sure of it.
Where's the microscope?
And the insecticide?
And remember...............
If you tear their wings off they are just a pesky fly that cannot fly.

She gets up early, to feed the cats.
She lives alone, she’s near a heart attack.
The cats they pray, they couldn’t help.
Cause cat’s aren’t God.

Playing Chicken Feet with the little lords,
My niece and my nephews were getting quite bored.
Till I kept losing every game and asked mercy from thee,
They just kept on saying, it ***** to be me.

The further I am from the beginning, I stay the same.
Not a good choice if you are me.
While life is difficult.
And I don't want you near me.
I desperately seek your approval.....

Touching my face with his fingers.
Singing your life with his words.
Killing me softly,
With her song.
Taking one’s own life.
Thrilling me softly,
Living alone.

The symbol for infinity is just another way of looking at the numbers six and nine depending on one's perspective....

Say goodnight Dan

The absurd,
Is the most contemplative.
The obvious,
Is an evil path.

Good thing someone has an open mind…

For years they knew who I was.
Now they find out who I am.
Irony has a way of biting one in the ***....