"lawd" poems
Look what the cat done drug in
Slow on down... darlin’!
Hol’ yo horses!
Don’t go get’n a conniption fit
Or get’n your knickers in a knot!
Hush up
Or’n I’m a goin **** a knot in yo tail!
I’m busy as a one legged cat in a sandbox,
but I’m fixin tell what we got here at JuJu’s
Now lookie here...
we got
crawfish mild spicy
crawfish medium spicy
crawfish spicy spicy
we got
crawfish with corn
crawfish with sausage
crawfish with potatoes
we got
crawfish with red sauce
crawfish with pink sauce
crawfish with melted butter
If y’all a bit dry...
we got
crawfish with canned soda
crawfish with bottled water
crawfish with beer
crawfish with BYOB
Or we gots
jus’ crawfish
Go on an pick how yo’ want yo’ crawfish spiced, then go on an decide what yo’ wanna add! I reckon we gots dang near 362,888 ways to eat these here mudbugs
You might could get
spicy spicy crawfish with
Zummo’s sausage
spicy spicy crawfish with corn
spicy spicy crawfish with potatoes
spicy spicy crawfish with
Zummo’s sausage and corn
spicy spicy crawfish with
Zummo’s sausage and potatoes
spicy spicy crawfish with
Zummo’s sausage, corn and potatoes
spicy spicy crawfish with
Zummo’s sausage and beer
spicy spicy crawfish with corn and beer
spicy spicy crawfish with potatoes and beer
spicy spicy crawfish with
Zummo’s sausage, corn, potatoes
and beer
I could go on...
till I’m plum tuckered out... but...
Got it? You good??
You want mushrooms
Well, I’ll be
Don’t go axin... what we ain’t got
No siree bob, no mushrooms
We also ain’t got tea, sweet or unsweet
But sweet’s the only way to have tea sweetie
If you want soda, you can get
Coke, Diet Coke, Sprite, Dr Pepper
Diet Dr Pepper, Hawaiian Punch, Brisk Tea
Or Root Beer
We also got shrimp... just boiled
We also got gloves... half a dollar
Well, I’m worn slap out!
Watcha have a hankerin for?
Take your own sweet time!
Sit a spell
You’ll soon be full as a tick on a big dog!
Happy as a dead pig in sunshine!
You’ll wanna slap yer mama!
Can’t decide hon?
I do declare!
Aren’t you precious?
(now... he startin get on my last nerve)
Still...can’t make up your mind?
Well... I can’t do it fer ya!
(bout aggravatin as a rock)
You picky?
(Lawd have mercy!)
Bless your heart!
© 2019 Jim Davis
Apr 30, 2019
Apr 30, 2019 at 11:41 PM UTC
~ one more for patty m. ~
slept late after dancing with my devils, from,
from the wee, until a pealing pearl from the Earl of Dawn,
recovering from an intrusion~invasion~brain~regurgitation,
and it’s nearly 9am, sipping my first cuppa Hawaiian,
& woke to a repost of a ten year old wondering plea(1)
makes me think “This old thing,” poem, like a fav
frock/suit that still drapes perfectly, and yet draws the
***** admiration and drippy drawling yummy compliments,
gracefully, gratefully demurred with them three words,
& it’s 8:39am, Bruce pitching in with “Born in the USA”
recipe for a new thank u Gawd poem to make room for
a fast~break diet for an old man with a rebuilt ticker, this
very emission~transmission of a verbal politesse writ going
some where, cooked on a medium slow burner fueling dressed up seeds of heartfelt appreciation made of ancient oat grasses
birthing a poem~child of thanks to the Lawd for one more day,
opportunity, the five sense’s delivery gratitude and gratifications, and the desire to intertwine the sights, music, a crisp blue November Sky, the need to bleed brew these words into a fulfilling,
second moment mug, for the pearls and Earls
of poetic humans
10:01am
Thu Nov 2 2023
Nov 2, 2023
Nov 2, 2023 at 10:16 AM UTC
You say I O.K.ed
LONG DISTANCE?
O.K.ed it when?
My goodness, Central
That was then!
I'm mad and disgusted
With that ***** now.
I don't pay no REVERSED
CHARGES nohow.
You say, I will pay it--
Else you'll take out my phone?
You better let
My phone alone.
I didn't ask him
To telephone me.
Roscoe knows **** well
LONG DISTANCE
Ain't free.
If I ever catch him,
Lawd, have pity!
Calling me up
From Kansas City.
Just to say he loves me!
I knowed that was so.
Why didn't he tell me some'n
I don't know?
For instance, what can
Them other girls do
That Alberta K. Johnson
Can't do--and more, too?
What's that, Central?
You say you don't care
Nothing about my
Private affair?
Well, even less about your
PHONE BILL, does I care!
Un-humm-m! . . . Yes!
You say I gave my O.K.?
Well, that O.K. you may keep--
But I sure ain't gonna pay!
3.1k
I'm Having A Relapse
My muscles shaking my bones jarring
I'm stu- stu- stuttering,
I'm Having A Relapse
sleep walking while wide away,
dazed in a dream like state,
I need a fix I'm
itching- scratching
rubbing my hand and thighs
You, You you
oh why'd you do this to me
Screaming & tryna climb walls
I'm Having A Relapse
No no nooo don't stop
higher YESss Higher
bring me closer closure
I'm Having A Relapse
I went to the doctor to get help
He said He couldn't
Wouldn't help me is what He means
I run walk talk to myself
Help me Please!
Shaking, sweating,coughing with drive heaves
I feel so funny I can smell taste & feel it coming
I'm bursting with need Please
PLEASE release this desire
this fire which had consumed me,
Lived in my core my very being,
shut the blinds, turn off the lights,
I wont eat can't sleep,
Walking in a funk ,dazed and lonely
Don't hold me!!!!
Don't TOUCH !!!
Just give in Help me ,
Just um, Please
PLEASEEE,
Just Oh Lawd please
Just um Baby Just
HELP MEEEEEE...........
YESSSSS!!!!!!!
**** ME!!!!
Until I can't breath,
I need YOU.
you Oh You........
You know your the cause of me
Having A Relapse!
*** Addiction Can hinder you or for me lol make love making so painfully good!)
Always me Ayeshah
Mar 8, 2010
Mar 8, 2010 at 9:58 PM UTC
Whatever the day brings, I Am Ready. What ever the experience, I Am Ready. What ever and where ever the Adventure leads, I Am Ready...I Am Ready.
There are those days when you feel like..."What the hell!" but we breathe, take a step and keep moving, We are Ready. The feeling come over us and we might feel like we don't know which way to good, just think; I Am Ready. Ready for what comes my way...not saying it something I want. Lawd knows, it wasn't plan. Ha, there are times I want to run the other way. But I, take a moment to breathe and I know I Am Ready. Today, I Am Ready for the day, the experiences, the adventures, the Love, Joy, Happiness and all the Laughs. There maybe be a tear, confuse, anger, sadness but I Am Ready.
I guess what I'm trying to say is, I Am Ready for what is place before me in this moment to moment journey. Oh, and if I'm Ready...You are too. We just have to make the choice to face it, feel it, work with it and let it all go back into the flow and be Ready for the next...moment by moment, step by step. Sooooooo, climb on, buckle up, shake it out and...I would say get ready but guess what: You are Ready...always...just go with it, it is a good ride! Yippeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
Jun 30, 2017
Jun 30, 2017 at 8:11 AM UTC
"Ezekiel saw de wheel; way up in de air
And de littl' wheel run by faith, oh yes, an' de big wheel run by de grace of God
'Tis a wheel in de wheel in de middle of de wheel way Lawd in de middle."
Choir songs are fun and catchy and I have to sing them every God **** day.
They are all written by some funny looking black guy named James in the earl 1900's.
"John said the city was just four square, walk in Jerusalem just like John
and he declared he'd meet me there, walk in Jerusalem just like John,
Oh John oh John what do you say, walk in Jerusalem just like John."
Most of them are about God and faith but sometimes you actually feel them.
It's weird, they make you feel spiritual. A whole class full of students singing can do that to you.
"All this night shrill Shaunteclear, days proclaiming trumpeter,
claps his wings and loudly cries, "Mortals! Mortals! Wake and rise!
See the wonder days are under, and through his will good be done!""
Sometimes you don't even know what they're about, no kidding, but they still feel nice to sing.
The ringing of the Sopranos and the roar of the Baritones is awing, it really is.
"And the bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells, bells,
how the twinkle, twinkle, twinkle, twinkle, twinkle,
in the crystal lime-de light."
It's cool when you sing poetry, like Poe or something like that. It doesn't give you the same
feeling but it's still cool, if you can get into that kind of stuff.
Nov 3, 2012
Nov 3, 2012 at 1:08 AM UTC
*"Who needs rules? Rules are for fools! I'm the King of the Bees!"
- Buzby, the King of the Bees*
Today the dank atmosphere brought down heavy curtains of fine high thread count cotton a magic carpet ride for a colony of lost bed bugs sturdy and steady so steady and sturdy it crushes my back when it descends down down down to crush the ever loving **** out of me so I pretend to pray
Pretend to pray because all my life I seem to have gotten it wrong they must have wanted more than I could give I couldn't talk to.someone I couldn't see and who who would at least acknowledge that I was being listened jim Morrison loudly proclaimed "YOU CANNOT PETITION THE LAWD WITH PRAYAH" time I thought that seemed pretentious but though I don't doubt the possibility that the LAWD may in his ****** way answer some of those impertinent petitions I a.) don't know those people or b.) slightly resent the fact that he's done so much for swindlers, charlatans, and scammers but never saw fit to send me the super sized blessing we been waiting for
But I was provided for and for that I am grateful tomorrow I'll be dispatched to see the grade school kiddies (just before they get slapped with a handfuls of mercenary stew)
This p
an suffocates
Maybe for the sleepy
A song
"We won't wake up tomorrow
So celebrate
On the ***** blvd
With Lou Reed
Oct 25, 2015
Oct 25, 2015 at 1:02 AM UTC
I love good girls with bad intentions
Oh lawd, her body got me saying confessions
Addicted to her style gotta man needing interventions
God took his time when he created this invention
Talkin pretty in the face, skinny in the waist
6 inch heels, tight dress with the lace
Doesn't take her long to get ready
she know she looks her best
Seduction in her lips, posture shows confidence
So much confidence, with boss type attitude
Makes her own money, never relies on any dude
Girl can I get next to you?
And compliment your fly
Promise to give you all you're worth
Heal ya pain, ease your mind.
Dec 29, 2013
Dec 29, 2013 at 8:23 PM UTC
**** on my nose and question the ethereal depth of my love for Dark Matter.. the beer and the cosmic phenomenon. Ask me why you think we should love one another in the darkest prison, laughing at the ghosts, scoffing at the shadows, screaming in delight: 'depersonalized madness can't hear me now!'
Your pupils are dilated with panic. Too much coffee, you addicted, raging barista-wannabe. Too much indication that the owl whooting WHO is asking, 'who?' Or making reference to the World Health Organization and the spread of Ebola across the western sub-sahara SHUT THE **** UP, OWL, I DON'T WANT TO CONSIDER WHAT ITS LIKE TO BLEED OUT THE EYES.
Drifting along in life, driftwood getting paid to drift along as long as it can stay a bit past nine and help the boss close up shop. Dressing all indifferent as if black Urban Planet pants that require a lint roller are worth the $20 they charged or if the polo shirt you wear was really worth the 80 you spent recklessly when a previous boss hinted you'd breached dress code by showing up shirtless on the very first day.. you ate nothing but Mr Noodles and bruised apples for a week just to help a CEO make bonus on his margins and afford the violent takeover of Exxon Mobile.
SCREECH AND SCREAM LIKE THE RAGING TINNITUS YOU TRY TO DROWN OUT WITH STRANGE SPACE MUSIC from spheric-lounge. Is depression all that bad if cipralex makes your jaw clench as if it were overdosed MDMA? Perhaps I'll feel well on Welbutrin, smell putrid, feel stupid, noticed that my love life is just another betrayal by a loopy cupid, my Lawd.
Aug 25, 2014
Aug 25, 2014 at 8:13 PM UTC
I can only infer you
speak of my skin
this beautiful brown
this lovely melanin?
Yes. Father’s no more,
now long gone, but before
he departed he worked
himself to the bone
straying not a day
from home.
As for my colour
you must be blind
the contorted
black darkness
you perceive
has never been mine.
Why is this hue such
an affront to you?
policemen, judge, jury
school-teachers too?
Now it is said
we’re real-good actors;
for we play many a part,
but you pay no mind
to such sentiment nor
proverbial heart-to-heart.
No sah!
Mistake not my
composure for failed
advance, blink once
*& I’ll lick you down
given half the chance!*
But then you, your ilk
and your briers sown
would just rise again
with sated verbal abuse
& agenda obtuse.
Lawd O’ Mercy
I want off this
deadly semantic
merry-go-round.
Go home!! N * * * * r!!!
Seething; they scream!
...there goes another
coloured criminal
KILLED
for being created
a shade of Eden's
dust of the ground.
Divine-rich-bloodied
melanite brown.
So, when you insult me
I can only infer,
you
speak of my skin;
this beautiful brown,
this lovely melanin.
May 27, 2018
May 27, 2018 at 4:21 AM UTC
When dh'a reaper come a
knockin on ma’h door
tell him a'h gone to bogator,
if he want ma’h ***
he'll have to wait,
a'h goda liddle more life
to satiate,
A’h sold ma’h soul
to be-el-zebub
for a cute liddle ***
an' a tummy rub,
So a'h guess ah’ll be
a headin d udder way
an' widda old nicks ******
ah'ma gonna play,
Now be-el-zebub said to me dat time
" sign dis boy your *** be mine, !!"
a’h know dis now, a’hn a’h knew dat den,
he purloined ma’h soul whidda fountain pen,
so lawd oh lawd please hear m'ah plea
take pity m'ah lawd on poor auld me,
deliver m'ah soul to da' place above
n tell be-el-zebub dat' he can shove !!
Nov 23, 2013
Nov 23, 2013 at 11:35 AM UTC
Talk to me baby
You said you adored my confidence, but now I'm a bit to cocky
I'm just knockin out the bad qualities
So no one can stop me
Keep talkin babe
Tell me you don't want me and I'll write you a song called "pretty lil liar"
As you look into my eyes and see all that you admire
As I lay it down and give ya all you desire.
Keep talking baby..
Girl, This ain't no comfort inn
Let your arms travel through this Persian rug as the fur warms ya skin
Yes, yes, Babe!
Oh lawd girl, bust it one more time and bring it back
And make sure you don't fall in love
I don't have the time for that
I'm chasing money and a dream
Ain't no questioning that
I can feel my time coming
Progress the essence, ain't no questioning that.
I know you want it babe
Keep whispering sweet nothings all through my ear as you sit on my lap
This liquor numbs the ******** as the crown places all my kings on the map.
(And I'll die for my team!)
It's easy to find a bad girl, my question is "where all the good ones at?"
End of conversation. (I Walk away)
#GCK
A.$.O.F||
Apr 2, 2014
Apr 2, 2014 at 12:35 AM UTC
I'm seekin' to find yo' love,
The one many talk 'bout!
I wanna' feel it;
Bask in it!
Done been told it's an anchor in the storm!
Well then you my anchor!
Lawd!!
You my anchor in this tempest!
I done been moved in so many ways,
My soul been battered!
Yo' love be my anchor!
Lawd!!
Yo' love be the anchor of my soul!!
Even when the sun peek through them clouds over yonder,
And we approach them,
We shan't be separated!!
Aug 18, 2015
Aug 18, 2015 at 11:44 AM UTC
Let's go on a trip.
Maybe we could see the world together?
And when I see you face,
I cry because I know I am not worthy of
your ethereal beauty; and then your smell.
Oh, your smell.
It's like a collision of the sun and the moon
produced 100 red roses, radiating a smell so pungent
that even the Lord Almighty is intimidated to inhale.
Love.
Incensed by your beauty.
Enraged by your body.
Inflamed by the way you make me feel.
Valuable.
As a the smoke of the train encapsulates my body,
and takes away my breath,
your voice is the only thing I think about.
You ingrain hope into this slender body
and give me the will to go on.
I'm so sorry I love you so much.
I'm so sorry I feel this way about you.
I'm so sorry that I worship you in secret;
You mustn't know how I feel.
And as I type these words into the computer,
and your life continues to go on,
Just take this advice;
Don't ever change what God has given you.
He has blessed your body with innumerable sinusoidal curves
that gently compliment that warm, tear-induced smile.
He's blessed you with those thighs,
Lawd! (Oh how I want to integrate those thighs.)
But you're more than that.
No *** object of my amusement,
but a Goddess that is worth constant praise
and a Goddess who must not know how
I really feel.
Nov 27, 2013
Nov 27, 2013 at 12:02 AM UTC
When asked to define a bahonkus
Noggins were scratched all about us.
15 before eight
with hungers to sate
Look: Twitterpates on a plate
Dang they're long ones!
Lawd how do we learn
the best way to burn
all these habits and nasty dry spells?
Sometimes it's the ****
from that funny gray bird
'mindin' us He's the Giver
oh well.
See that's the way the mop flops.
Yeah well ain't that some chit.
Every day has a curse and a blessing.
We be hopin' for Grace
to save us some face
and avoid seein' what we be missing.
I don't have a dog in that there **** race.
See, the pigs flew out to start bombin'.
So the dogs chased their tails
while the pigs shat the mail
makin' up for the pork they were chompin'.
Jul 2, 2016
Jul 2, 2016 at 4:27 PM UTC
and i'm the dumb one that said
you weren't dumb
and you were the intelligent
one that said hello,
may as well enjoy the rocky
mountains with mt. rushmore
shave; to keep it all under wraps
of a hollywood movie that
never made it from scripts.
yeah you asked to be treated as dumb,
and i asked to be treated as a wizard,
evidently both of us became middle class
debates on parenting:
white man's neck muscles became
black girl's hypnotic celluloid hip arsenal,
and i faked a combo of each in comparison:
while rolling a wine barrel
up a steep hill for a laughing horse
in exchange for three magic kidneys
that were categorised
as baked bean & ****** oh lawd the giant
came from the heights,
with the magic goose ******** out golden
swastikas rather than eggs of date printed 1933,
holocaust unknown khaki shirts prior the schwarzhemd
recycled for marble marrow statues,
like gold carat plating of statues with beneath
only cheap metal... but then the atomic authenticity
measuring cylinder in u-turn to provoke
such animate extension into theory of inanimate things
that animate things provoked inanimate things to ask
whether the one promise be worth blind acceptance
or eyed destruction via logic itemising in coupling
of two base words - after all neither psyche or logic are
acidic words... they're base words... but coupling two
base words leaves an aftermath of acidic reactionaries
more prone than the singleton word **** that's acidic.
Jan 16, 2016
Jan 16, 2016 at 7:16 PM UTC
Momma done asked me
If I's get a job
said 'Love I dunno,
I ain't thought tha far'
She say I'm a sad man
Told her she dam right
She never listen bout the
Demon's comin' at night
She threw her temper on me
I dunno what t'do
Momma word flowing through me
"Child learn to be true"
Oh my lawd
I'm a **** fool
Devil a waiting for me
'nd I dunno what'a do
There ain't nothing I mean
Just working through
My dry cold scheme
Oh Momma please help me
Find something real
My Brother aksed me a question
He wan'know I'm'gon'do
I'say, "I don't know bro,
Guess I'll'earn to be true..."
He say, "Now th'ain't good enough,
You got bills you know do!"
"WHAT'S THAT MATTER TO ME?
Every time I base up
I see my face meet a knee."
OH BROTHER WON'T YOU HELP ME?
"I wish I could bro,
But I know what ya mean."
OH MY LAWD
I'm a ****** fool
Hell's waiting for me
GOD what do I do?
Oh Momma please help me
Find reality.
May 25, 2015
May 25, 2015 at 11:12 AM UTC
Lawd Almighty, high above all people and things
give me one mo' day to live my life
though a sinner that I am
just one mo day Lawd
have mercy on me please
to me asking on the blood of the Lamb.
I'm not innocent, Lawd you know
I've done things I ain't so proud of,
but Lawd I tell you just get me through
one mo' day, and that I say would be enough.
Lawd, this prayer ain't fo' me.
Not too much I say,
I just got a family to feed
just fo' another day.
Lawd give me strength,
and humble me please,
let me prayers be solid on my knees.
I'm dyin' Lawd,
but I've been blessed with many a days
to live by your good and gracious hand.
Lawd I'm ready to come on home if'n
you'll take me Lawd.
I hope I done right by you Lawd,
I hope and I pray,
to see my ma and pa
and tell'em I'm comin' on home now,
comin' on home to stay.
Amen.
Oct 14, 2014
Oct 14, 2014 at 12:42 AM UTC
Good gawd O' lawd
I can't hide it.
Suppose to be doing other things.
Here she go again
Showing her face.
She packed her bags.
Left before the door could close.
Left fa' anotha man.
Lawd A mercy
Here she is again.
Showing her face.
I can't hide it lawd.
Catching the door fo' it close.
Suppose to be doing other things.
Find these old receipts.
Piece my heart here and there.
Good lawd I hid it from ma' self
She claimin' she leavin'
Come back wondering round
Showing her face.
Lawd A mercy
Left before the door could close
Left fa' anotha man
Lawd A mercy
Here she go again
Here I go again
Catching the door fo' it close.
Jan 14, 2019
Jan 14, 2019 at 5:01 PM UTC
Relapse
I laid in darkness for hours, tossing and turning last night
Thinking and overthinking
Rethinking all at the same time
Coming to conclusions that I make myself believe
Then I have a bad day and nothing can quite ease it the same
And for that conversation I could forget everything that's happened and it's just like August again.
Relapse.
Lawd help me.
I know Rome wasn't built overnight.
Nov 28, 2014
Nov 28, 2014 at 8:10 PM UTC
Chasing desires
The wicked has begun
Breathe deep
inhale the exhilaration
like sweet nectar
Cool, Lawd Merc
Like it black n Pink
Suckling the Souls of young saplings
The world is their oyster
Her ***** is the anchor
Sep 1, 2016
Sep 1, 2016 at 1:15 AM UTC
*i rather **** than become homeless; since i work and you won't let me earn; a game for a game; because i'd shed more tear over an animal than my own kin that might share a mandible coercive in the same slaughterhouse: who no one would eat in the process of being processed via the litany of lessened cries of spared china not broken, and in tattoo tongue reciting a recipe: that once cooked, was never ever cooked again; after all, venom tasted once is a bit like a distrust for cannibalism.*
and you think that when
my mother and father
dies,
and when i'm left alive
to fear being left a homeless man
as i am now homed,
i will crave being a tax-payer's
Disney to be homeless?
i have more shadow in me
than a body... and many more
middle-class marriages
than miscarriages carried
carried across many lenin definitions
where dog was worth more than man
for canine and howl... to be left adorning
the: why here oh lawd... here oh lawd...
a munching rooster croak of loo flushing...
i too could... given the innocence of my crime
to have lived... and having lived...
with innocence past the crime suspension of an act...
that never took place... as was given unto me
to be a pleasing return for one life un-lived
and one life falsely lived.
Feb 1, 2016
Feb 1, 2016 at 11:14 PM UTC
BOSS MANE YOU KNOW THE NAME
FLIGHT-CREIG BITE ME
CATCH YOU SLIPPING ON THEM 4'S
DICE ROLLED, A PERFECT HAND
THE REAL ZACK G
RE-WRITE YOUR MATHEMATICS
MAKING A STAKE IN HISTORY
KNOWN TO ALL MANKIND
DEADLY HABBITS
I KEEP YOU WORKED
THIS LAP FOR ME
THIS LAP MEANS VICTORY
O'LAWD CAN IT BE
A FINE WOMAN NEXT TO ME
DOESNT MATTER WHAT SHE HAS
I MAKE SURE SHE DOES WHAT SHE WANTS
MAKE SURE SHE GETS WHAT SHE NEEDS
AS LONG AS MY WOMANS HAPPY
ITS GOOD MORNING LOVER
WHATS ON THE MENU?
WHEN MY WIFES PLEASED THEN A MAN CAN SLEEP
ALL REAL G'Z KNOW
A WOMAN GOT WHAT I BREATHE
in the presence of a God
a romantic tragedy
in your name Lord
i sing
i sing i sing i sing
girl whip that work with may
baby momma tear up the streets
tear up the sheets
baby let meh make you sing
make you sing
baby we sing
baby we sing we sing we sing
Oct 22, 2019
Oct 22, 2019 at 5:59 AM UTC