"peele" poems
His golden locks Time hath to silver turn'd;
O Time too swift, O swiftness never ceasing!
His youth 'gainst time and age hath ever spurn'd,
But spurn'd in vain; youth waneth by increasing:
Beauty, strength, youth, are flowers but fading seen;
Duty, faith, love, are roots, and ever green.
His helmet now shall make a hive for bees;
And, lovers' sonnets turn'd to holy psalms,
A man-at-arms must now serve on his knees,
And feed on prayers, which are Age his alms:
But though from court to cottage he depart,
His Saint is sure of his unspotted heart.
And when he saddest sits in homely cell,
He'll teach his swains this carol for a song,—
'Blest be the hearts that wish my sovereign well,
Curst be the souls that think her any wrong.'
Goddess, allow this agèd man his right
To be your beadsman now that was your knight.
Aug 28, 2015
Aug 28, 2015 at 10:07 AM UTC
I want to know what you think about late at night
Are you like me do you take every idea and dissect it till it's out of sight?
Wonder why your brain is constantly at war with itself
Take every little idea , read it and put it back on the shelf
Or is it feeble, simpleminded, a burnt out light?
Why can't I read you, you're bound shut
Why can't I tell if you're worth the trouble or am I just stuck in a rut
I want to tell you how I feel, but if it didn't work out that would ruin all our little dish room inside jokes about Key and Peele
How am I supposed to bottle things up when I can't find the seal
Why do I spend all my tired nights up writing about you
I don't know who you are, I don't know how to feel
Oct 6, 2014
Oct 6, 2014 at 11:24 PM UTC
Up on yonder
Eyes see
One vision
Listen to me
....My Father....
My Dad
Pops
A.K.A.
Old man Jenkins
ACTUALLY
his given name
Exactly
The same as
Mine
DELTON
GEORGE
PEELE
THATS
THREE E'S
TOUGHEST
MAN I HAVE EVER SEEN
Never seen
The Man back down from anything
Thee epitomy
Of a ladies man
Smooth talkin sob
I
Miss
***
Im buckled
...
****** Dad
.....
The prankster
HE
In privy
Told his confidant
He didnt want
To be a burden
To me
After loosing
.My Mother.
To cancer
...I..
Heard rumor he suffering
From the same
I went to see
HE
Said no son
Im ok
Not to wory
.....
Damm it Dad
....
****
I cant say
Anything
I miss you
Like a son
Who needs a father
Im
Insane
With the grief
Knowing
My greatest friend
My hero
My true
North
Youre bitter end
Alone
****
I cant do this
The veil
Of my life torn
Forlorn
The shame is too
Much to
carry
My vision
Is
This quest
Has no joy left
And
The path
Before
Me
Rapidly
Becoming
Shorter than
The one
Behind
Guess Ill
Have to man
Up
Take the wheel
Mash the pedal to the medal
Light it up
I dont want
Feel
Feb 12, 2021
Feb 12, 2021 at 2:58 PM UTC