"atall" poems
70 miles an hour and the crash called
Said now is your time and I am the wall
To smash you and trash you, turn you into pulp
And the mini bus driver just thought it a joke
I'd just overtaken that bus full of guys
Now the truck getting nearer, I'm nearly alongside
No warning atall and the minibus was there
Filling my windscreen with a heartrending scare
There never was room for him to get up ahead
I thought this was it, 3 of us will be dead
The two dogs as well there would have met the same fate
I don't know how but I stood on the brake
Into the traffic there on my right
I managed to avoid them kept the barrier in sight
Now the rear of the bus less than a foot from my front
The crash barrier about six inches to my right
I stayed in control but I still don't know how
My wife was in tears mother in law white
I'll never know why we're still alive
Someone or something made sure we survived
Aug 22, 2014
Aug 22, 2014 at 2:46 PM UTC
He was a 5 foot 6 walked like.he had two wrecking
***** between his legs.
Rollling at the shoulders sleeves rolleed up
Had that common disease No-ass-atall but was packin heat
Up front. Slept in a hammock even when home.
Loose fit boxers housed the snake.
Before the *** made him succumb.
Uncle James.was a man to be dealt with.
Slept in a canvas hammock even when at home.
A sailor's sailor tough to the bone.
Generous to a fault.
He was never mean to us kids, his long gone
Baby sister's kids.
He would roar not talk.
Always a strange look in his eyes when he looked at us kids.
I later realized it was pain.
And love rolled up in one.
He loved all us kids ******** all.
Battle scarred kisser. Never backed down
Never stayed down they told me later
Then **** he was gone.
Strange. The family did not make a big fuss.
Strange.
What do you do with the drunken sailor
Early in the morning.
Heave ** and up she rises
Early in the morning.
Pull out the plug and wet him all over
Early in the morning..
Heave ** and up she rises
Heave ** and up she rises
Heave ** and up she rises
Early in the morning.
Jun 24, 2013
Jun 24, 2013 at 10:25 PM UTC
you call me non stop
you wont let up
we had ***
so what do you want from me?
no blue ribbon
you easy lay.
I'm a man in love with ***
you gave it up
too bad for you.
here i sit laughing at you
you gave up
i did not force you
atall.
was i the best you ever had?
get over it!
off to the next easy lay.
Dec 29, 2013
Dec 29, 2013 at 11:05 AM UTC
a stopping sort of started ending newing knewing sort of ended stopped and beganed sort of yesing sort of wooing newing
sortofandalso
alsok
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nd of stopped starting begunning
like well gee the summer was a nasal laughing roughness kind of sort of.
i'd like to kind of
or else to maybe
with autumn who was distinctly haired
in rich arresting dead
that kind of starting stopping started
or well i'd like to think
it,swellwhynotanywaybecause noone never didn't atall even in the big gabled church of dawn that strung the sky with gelatinous heaving fibers
all rabidly gesticulating puffy sansfinger hands grimaced on the slender naked
blue and black and bursting sort of kind of because sinewed fluffy hammers on because wrists because
when you get all ***** in the mucky sterile daughters little pink little rose bud climbing open little rose bud up open big blooming like pink little sort of big sort of small sort of rose bud
you kind ofwell you clean kind of your you you clean kind of clean it straight razor cleaning your you
you cleaned with her big sharp little ******* all sharp and little and big under her shirts under her skirts kind of sort of because
that,s
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she keeps it she
keepsitin there
summer:
she was unfreezing fresh squeezed lemon wedges sugar hilltops sweaty laughing nightmares in the big in the pale in the cordial surly pillow thick skinny heaps of gobbled luscious hot raining balmy slow quaking deaths every day i stood on that hill and i looked out over the city and she was really well gee sort of because.... . . . . . , ; ' "
Mar 13, 2011
Mar 13, 2011 at 4:00 AM UTC
you call me non stop
you wont let up
we had ***
so what do you want from me?
no blue ribbon
you easy lay.
I'm a man in love with ***
you gave it up
too bad for you.
here i sit laughing at you
you gave up
i did not force you
atall.
was i the best you ever had?
get over it!
off to the next easy lay.
Dec 29, 2013
Dec 29, 2013 at 11:05 AM UTC
And we left out for fun,
You told me just us, all alone,
I said all I need is to break free,
You told for my company,
I just smiled back dreaming.
We sat there in middle of the cafe,
I talked and you too spoke out,
all was great as I ever believed,
You told things are not the same,
I said I just dont care atall,
'Coz rest of the world grins,
No matter if I cry or smile.
And now I was all pleased,
As if it was only me and you,
You smiled and end the day,
I thanked you for all the smiles,
You seemed like you mind not,
But I knew by then it may not last,
'Coz I tend to lose love,
For the price of aloof-ness,
Though it aint easy for all hearts.
Time left making a memory,
You came back smiling for me,
You talked and blurted out,
Too much that you never thought,
That I'ld just crash it out unsigned,
You left and I resolved never again,
I know you 'ld not but I'm me forever,
'Coz rest of the world grins always,
No matter even if you hate and I love.
Dec 29, 2012
Dec 29, 2012 at 1:07 AM UTC
The loner path,
where my footfall is heard,
there it came calling
the urge that i on my own hand fall,
i wouldn't dare atall, i wouldn't dare.
For the glories of tomorrow
i long to behold,
so i wouldn't dare.
When present predicament is forgotten,
in the grave where the remains of yesterday
is laid to rise no more.
Though the urge came calling as of the wind of the west,
yet i wouldn't dare atall,i wouldnt dare.
For the glories of tomorrow i long to behold.
So i wouldn't dare.
Aug 6, 2013
Aug 6, 2013 at 3:41 AM UTC