"bonney" poems
"This is Tom Clay
on KRLA
It's seven forty eight
there's a sigalert
on the Ventura Freeway
and you are already
too late for work
might as well stay home
and
get into some rock'n roll.
Comin' at you with
Baby Baby Baby
by
S Bonney and the Velveteers"
Baby baby baby
won't you step outside
with me.
The moon light's bright
if I give you one kiss
would it be all right?
Baby baby baby
won't you step outside
with me.
The Aspen it's a quaking
my heart it's a breaking
my mind it's a trembling
my knees are a shaking
like Elvis on tv
Baby baby baby
won't you step outside
with me.
You said he was your best friend
the benefits part I don't think
I ever heard again
and any way
your eyes are shining
Benny E King is singing
a warm north west
desert wind is blowing
Baby baby baby
won't you
step outside with me.
"Remember in the department store
of life
the sports department is
always next to the toy department.
Tom Clay
KRLA, LA
signing off
L.A. it's your day. "
Aug 15, 2014
Aug 15, 2014 at 9:02 AM UTC
BILLY the Kid was truly a kid when found in the company of children.
Many children of his day would go on to say
how much they wished their playtime with him would never end.
Good Guy/Bad Guy were one of the games Billy would play with the children in town.
"Bang! Bang! You're dead Billy!"
Billy would then grab hold of his chest and comically fall down to the ground.
Salsa Bocca recalls her playtime spent with her playmate Billy Bonney.
"He used to bounce me on his knee for what seemed like hours as if I were riding a pony."
The following story might not be true but I'll still share it with you
because it certainly fits Billy's profile.
This young boy in dismay kept following Billy all day.
Wherever Billy went he was followed by this star struck child.
"Do you know who I am?" Billy asked the young lad.
The child simply nodded, "Yes" was all that he said.
Billy took off his hat, dusted it off and placed it on the young boy's head.
The innocent young child was overjoyed and smiled
and then this is what Billy said and did.
"If anyone ever asks you who gave you that hat,
you tell them you got it from BILLY the Kid."
Billy was also very respectful of the elderly
and very sympathetic towards they who were poor.
Many times he would extend acts of kindness towards them.
He was a true philanthropist at heart to be sure.
The newspapers portrayed him as this dangerous desperado,
someone to be hated and feared and appalled,
but to all the residents of Fort Sumner, New Mexico
Billy was very fondly adored by all.
Jul 9, 2010
Jul 9, 2010 at 2:59 AM UTC
I put a baby inside
Of the belly of my Bonney lass bride
Twice
Say the ****** covered by placenta
Looking through her *** to deaths eye
She may live he may die
He may live I'll lose my wife
Through the cream pie I stare down death
Between her ***** holds hemorrhage and life
Bleeding down her c-section
The acreted blood sac could cause infection
Already has
My baby gave multiple blood poisoned hits to her kidney
He's already a fighter I think he'll beat me up. He's going to come out with bigger boots than mine, prolly a bigger ****
Hope they both make it.
I can't fix it
My hands are tied in the cervical opening, my minds wrapped in the emboli cal cord, and my fingers are twiddling thumbs nauseously in Beccas ******
I should take Lornhes place in the amniotic fluid and gag myself in the fetal position
Or I could do what no one does these days.
Be a man of character.
Show him passion, knowledge, courage, and integrity.
Be a Father.
P.S. Son. All dads are letdowns, when you read this one day. I hope I have done my best. I Love You.
Lendon Partain
May 14, 2014
May 14, 2014 at 8:34 PM UTC
Judge Bristol pronounced his sentence with the following words and said,
"The said William Bonney, alias Kid, alias William Antrim
shall be hanged by the neck until his body be dead, Dead, DEAD!!!"
Shackled Billy left the courthouse smiling, almost as if in glee.
"Why are you smiling?" an interviewer asked him inquisitively.
"What's the point in dwelling on the dreary side of life?" the Kid responded,
"Today the joke is on me."
A true tribute to The Kid's charm, humor and endearing personality.
The above is not legend. The above is true documented history.
Jul 31, 2010
Jul 31, 2010 at 10:33 AM UTC
I miss you.
I miss the way you smell.
I miss the salty ocean air.
I miss my little blue house.
I miss seeing the people that I love on a regular basis.
I miss you Bonney Lake.
When I was a child,
My parents brought me to the cliffs.
It's the only thing that I vivdly remember about you.
The fog that filled the air was dense enough to hide the ocean from view.
You covered it in a beautiful white blanket.
My skin felt wet from your mist and the ground was damp.
My parents dressed me up in my multicolored raincoat and jeans and took me to you.
My father held my hand while my mother took pictures of me standing on the edge.
Now those photos are gone.
Bonney Lake.
I miss you so much.
My love.
My home.
You're in my heart.
May 4, 2015
May 4, 2015 at 12:59 AM UTC
Sitting, curved down
with my legs folded.
Dark cold, in ragged gown,
I've been scolded.
Hatred poised the innocent flower,
wilted the bud before bloom.
Eluded from its growing power,
and vased me in this dark room.
Several days without water and food,
the flower froze as in a frame.
Bonney structure lay as good,
player was done with his game.
No ashes sprinkled in my name,
No final words uttered in grace,
No one even came to claim,
And thus, closed went my case.
But I am, still not free,
from this bound of hope.
My spirit, searching for those three,
who later tied me up with a rope.
My spirit would not rest,
till all three are dead the same way.
Making them feel at their best,
I'll make sure, they all pay...
©sim
Jul 9, 2017
Jul 9, 2017 at 9:25 PM UTC