"rainin" poems
Well I drive the speed limit,
When I'm on the blacktop,
Because ya ain't gonna know,
If yer gettin eyeballed by the cops.
When I see the gravel,
Comin' up around the bend,
I turn the corner, hit the gas,
And my tires start to spin.
I get my get 'em up stuck,
In my pickup truck.
The gravel gets my guages,
goin' up, up, up.
In my pickup truck,
Ain't no slowin' me down.
I love my pickup truck,
Kickin' up dust clouds.
If it's rainin', you're complainin',
About the mud and the muck,
But ya know that I'll be playin,
In my pickup truck.
I get my get 'em up stuck,
In my pickup truck.
The mud gets my guages,
goin' up, up, up.
In my pickup truck,
Ain't no slowin' me down.
I love my pickup truck,
Throwin mud around.
When your rollin' around,
On the ice and in the snow
Sittin' in the ditch,
your car don't wanna go.
Who's the one ya call,
To get ya unstuck,
Ring-a-ding-a-ling-a-ling,
Ya need my pickup truck.
I get my get 'em up stuck,
In my pickup truck.
The winter gets my guages,
goin' up, up, up.
In my pickup truck,
Ain't no slowin' me down.
I love my pickup truck,
Haulin' people 'round,
Time to move is here,
And I back up to your door.
Packing out your things,
Until my truck can't fit no more.
I get my get 'em up stuck,
In my pickup truck.
Helpin' friends gets my guages,
goin' up, up, up.
In my pickup truck,
Ain't no slowin' me down.
I love my pickup truck,
Helpin' friends movin' 'cross town
I can't get enough,
Of my pickup truck.
If I had to do without it,
then my life would ****
Ya know my life would ****
Without my pickup truck.
I would feel like half a man,
Without my pickup truck.
Oct 24, 2010
Oct 24, 2010 at 4:55 PM UTC
In the hard and cold city
There were no
Two a.m. train whistles…
Sometimes
Window rattling hip-hop woofers…
The occasional
Tequila soaked domestic dispute… and the like…
Leaving me now
Laying in the darkened silence feeling
Vintage…
Imaginary whispers of Brook Benton
“…feel like it’s rainin all ova the world”
Subliminal theme music
Setting the ambiance for
Trying to think of something
Not cliché to say about the
Two a.m. train whistle in the distance...
Cuz I still
Often wake to the
Absences of
Warbling sirens of high speed chases … and
Fusion of passing dialects beneath my window
That I never really heard…until I didn’t hear them …
Replaced with
Fat plops
Of nocturnal rain drops…
Far away clack-a-lack of iron wheel on rail…
Silence…
...and that lonely
Two a.m. train whistle in the distance…
May 7, 2013
May 7, 2013 at 12:34 PM UTC
Come down,
come down,
come down from your rain cloud.
You're always rainin' on me
babe.
It isn't practical
up there,
what's the use?
And if you're in the sky
where am I,
save, you gotta save it for me now.
Rock me rock me rock me rock me
Rockaway, rock me to Brighton!,
Coney Island dead give away, hey!
I feel like there is more-
there is more and, and I'm not
fully sure,
not from New York.
everybody moves their body fast
they wanna do this city fast,
rock me rock me rock me,
rock me, you know I'm slow.
Get wise, get wise
rest sore eyes
on petals blue.
The waves
and the flat lands are too high now.
Dec 27, 2012
Dec 27, 2012 at 7:06 PM UTC
I'm getting gone.
I'm getting gone.
And the daisies are tryin' to move.
I'm getting gone.
And the sunrise is tryin' to come early too.
I'm getting gone,
And we stayed out late last night.
Tuesday morning we've got an early flight.
But if you aren't ready to go, I'll get dressed for us both.
We're getting gone.
Red pants and these Tom Ford shades.
You'll wear your Rick Owens sneakers and jacket onto the plane.
We survived another night on the road,
Now we've got to wake up before we're eating yesterday's dinner tomorrow.
We're getting gone.
And the neighbor's are going to keep complainin'
We're getting gone.
And we hold our tongues out even when it's not rainin'.
We're getting gone.
Let's get coffee and eat some LSD.
Smoke three cigarettes and then we'll leave.
We're getting gone.
Red pants and these Tom Ford shades.
You'll wear your Rick Owens sneakers and jacket onto the plane.
We survived another night on the road,
Now we've got to wake up before we miss another tomorrow.
We're getting gone.
We're getting gone.
But hold up 'cause I'd like to know you
I'll kiss your neck if you'll touch my face
Let's be a stereotype and make them wait all the time,
Ten more minutes, is that really the worst lie?
(Break)
We're getting gone.
And the girls and boys are running us down.
We're getting gone.
I can't remember, what's the name of this town.
We're getting gone.
**** my tongue while I turn you on.
I'll **** your tongue while you turn me on.
Mar 27, 2016
Mar 27, 2016 at 8:25 AM UTC
Hannah and Benedict
sat on the floor
of her bedroom
playing chess
outside it was raining
hitting against
the windows
your move
Hannah said
Benedict moved
his pawn forward
Hannah's mother(Mrs Scot)
walked along the passage
by the open door
whit ur ye daein?
playing chess
Hannah said
wa haur?
Mrs Scot asked
where else?
Hannah replied
in th' dinnin room
Mrs Scot said
what's up?
Benedict asked
she wants us to play
in the dinning room
Hannah said
oan th' table
nae th' fluir
Mrs Scot said firmly
awe rite Maw
Hannah said
so Hannah picked up
the chessboard carefully
and carried it into
the dinning room
balancing the board
so that the pieces
were where they were
Benedict followed behind
hands in the pockets
of his jeans
Mrs Scot eyeing him
with beady eyes
her hair covered
in a tartan headscarf
Hannah set the board
on the table
and Benedict and she
sat at the table
to resume their game
Mrs Scot walked off
muttering to herself
whose move?
Benedict asked
mine now
Hannah said
why couldn't we play
on the floor of your room?
he asked
God knows
Hannah replied
as she moved her bishop
along the black squares
your king's in trouble
Hannah said
Benedict looked
at the board
and moved his
pawn forward to block
and protect his king
Mrs Scot appeared
in the doorway
staring at them
hoo lang ur ye
gonnae be?
she asked
not long the way
Benedict's playing why?
Hannah said
it has stopped rainin'
sae ye can gang it
Mrs Scot said
Benedict gazed at Hannah
then at Mrs Scot
ok won't be long
Hannah said
Mrs Scot went off
and Hannah moved her bishop
and said
checkmate
Benedict looked
at the board and saw
that he was
so there you are
he said
so do we have
to go now?
Hannah nodded her head
yes it's best
so she packed up
the pieces
and the game board
and took them to her room
Benedict followed
watching her as she
put the game away
then they walked
to the door and went out
into the morning air
with Mrs Scot at the door
giving them
the dark stare.
Jul 17, 2015
Jul 17, 2015 at 3:50 AM UTC
Oh sunrise
Risin' on me
A sky like fire
Rainin' on me
mmm sunrise
lighting up a new day
I could lay on your rays
Watch me, I'm slipping away
And I know that when I see you
I'm not the only one with a view
So I wonder what he wonders
If he notices the sky of cinders
On a morning drive to nowhere
And I, en route with no care
I'll see you, my friend
around the next bend..
Over the hills and far away,
and tomorrow and the next day...
Dec 8, 2012
Dec 8, 2012 at 2:45 AM UTC
JAKE HOLMES – SO CLOSE LYRICS
Where's that smile?
I hope you didn't lose it.
Every now and again,
And wear it once for me.
Sure, I know,
It's been some time between us,
But I had to stand out some,
To get the room to see.
But it's all right now,
Hold on tight now.
I'll be stayin',
I won't go.
Don't you cry now,
We can try now.
Just takes some distance to know...
So close,
We almost couldn't make it.
So close,
But it looks like we're alright.
So close,
I almost couldn't see you.
So close,
But it looks like we're alright.
What a day,
I remember it was even rainin',
And as soon as I'd say goodbye,
I didn't wanna leave.
One last look,
You could see my eyes were askin',
I could feel yours,
Pullin' at my sleeve.
But it's alright now!
Hold on tight now!
I'll be stayin'.
I won't go!
Don't you cry now.
We can try now!
Just takes some distance to know...
So close,
We almost couldn't make it.
So close,
But it looks like we're alright.
So close,
I almost couldn't see you.
So close,
But it looks like we're alright.
Alright!
Alright.
Nov 19, 2014
Nov 19, 2014 at 12:15 PM UTC
It seems it's always rainin'
But the Suns out today
And I ain't complainin'
Today I just wanna play
So sit right down next to me
As I press down on the gas pedal
The flowers in your hair keep blowing
The more I push the pedal to the metal
Your smile just makes everything better
And I smile when you smile
Never really was the biggest go-getter
But, babe, you put me in overdrive
Wanna go to the creek at the top of the hill
Step to the edge, hold my nose and dive
The words that keep spilling from your mouth
Like milk on the kitchen floor
No matter how mad, no matter how happy
I just keep on wanting more (and more)
I mean, I know you've got a boy
Waiting for you at home
I'm just like a ******* toy (to you)
And I really don't mind
I don't at all, really I couldn't care less
Because even if you're not mine
I still feel like the one who's blessed
But when the time comes just gimme a sign
Because when you and him are over
I'll be there, I'll be there with open arms
Oh, babe, this is all for a reason
I can go, I can so go
With you it's so pleasin'
And if you want more just let me know
I'm just overflowing with ways
To talk, to be, to stand next to you
I'm probably a little selfish
But it seems I'm stuck like glue
And I can't help these feelings
You just **** me with those big eyes
Your soft hands and milk and roses skin
I just wish, I just hope, I just wait
For the best to begin
Aug 8, 2013
Aug 8, 2013 at 12:57 PM UTC
You gotta at least sit up to touch the stars !
MAYBE EVEN STAND UP!
.
Heck
Ya might even have to JUMP!
--
Well
Ya can't climb no mountain
Wearin just underwear
..
There's an analogy here fits many things
----
Naked beauty
For.......
(Wait wait!!!
-----that's a part a the last poem)
--
In this one they wearin underwear
---
0
..
Even when it's rainin the stars be there !
Why am I telling YOU?
..
Cause I think that
You gonna really try
..
Try touch the stars !
You are MAN!
(Stars ain't so high)
Apr 9, 2013
Apr 9, 2013 at 3:15 AM UTC
**** monkey matchin
No silverbackin plus
Cents crackin
Legin generatin genesin
Kept revelation runnin
War paint tattooin
Dropped nitpickin
Not speaking for all seeing
I's
So **** that ind
Short e pro sent
Ridin' those who drivin'
Securin Isisin icinism
Goin' sketch fhiminism
Not scared to fold my poker
Face ain't evin though these
eight balls(is) grabbin
Yea that much baggin
up cruel indifferent
No difference
Just hook line skankin
Splish splashin groupie
Numeration
Won't color gender but hawk skinned race De baitin'
Outlivin' the momentiun
Bendin those poets brigade in
Coded runaway genius claimin sistym
Bro rexin, t burnin'
Cause Im beatin up
Atom baby momma
Metapen sweepin'
Follow him
Or her or them
Just stay the **** away from
Mygenes aint cells splittin eyes crackin'
***** you know you can hear
Me writin'
No x marks the bar outletin
Find another plug
Or source I'm not chargin
Will en riched by those
Germans who made the mistake
Of breedin' while sleepin'
Ima a boss that don't speak
Keep readin'!
This is
Cobbsland. Stop countin
stars shining in daylight poppin
science whorin metaphorin
Alien abductin
Yea, they love them some black
Womins' shh its a secret (ethnics ethics)
Gullah grainin
Freed my *** so my mind is
No longer trainin ill rainin'
laggin' no cadillac, no car, in my
dents in my
Accents indentin
I'm not from africa muthaphucka
But i represent
Kin clickin against
Genesin.
Feb 10, 2015
Feb 10, 2015 at 10:56 AM UTC
No more chillin,
Just sweatin, I’m stressin
I’m rainin down blood from my eyes
Gotta be the best, Superior to the rest
I only wanna touch the skies
I’m bettin high stakes, make no mistake
On eggshells walkin through these land mines
I gotta be strong if I’m gonna prove him wrong
His looks alone pierce my heart like dull knives
I gotta change my ways to see different days
There’s more to me than just some good times
I never hurt so much til he walked in
But best believe he’s sendin me good vibes
There’s depth to his stares, he actually cares
My past lovers from himself he divides
He’s only givin tough love, no baby gloves
This aint a phase, he’s really changin both our lives
He told me passion is only a distraction
Who cares about your heart or the size
Results and achievments are what they want
But these are just a few words for the wise
Now I’m livin in better days, true to my new ways
I’ve released all these bindes and cut these ties
Now I’m just chillin,
No more sweatin, no stressin
I’m not goin back, no compramise.
Feb 25, 2014
Feb 25, 2014 at 8:53 PM UTC
The way it’s rainin’
It’s just like forgettin’
Pain that lasted a lifetime
Because it was swept away by your love
The way it’s rainin’
It’s just like rememberin’
Love still works
When you decide to let it in
It’s rainin’
Like never before
Summer can wait
For as long as it takes
For the rain
To bring you to my door
An old creek bed still knows what to do
You just have to give it what it needs
You can let your heart dry up
Or let it rain and see where it leads
It’s rainin’
Like never before
Summer can wait
For as long as it takes
For the rain
To bring you to my door
The way it’s rainin’
It’s just like livin’
In her garden
With flowers she planted long ago
May 10, 2012
May 10, 2012 at 10:36 PM UTC
Lucy was majorly bummed,
looked seriously glum,
said her Daddy had taken
her T-Bird away,
wasn’t have much fun
anymore.
I said, “Are you freaking kidding me girl,
clearly you could buy a ‘Vette
& have just as much fun!”
Then she smiled with
that Lucy-gorgeous-smile
& replied,
**** straight Jonny,
think I’ll head down to the dealership,
check thinks out,
there ain’t no way
Daddy’s gonna rain on my parade!”
Jan 25, 2014
Jan 25, 2014 at 12:47 PM UTC
Fingers are brittle
Body is aching
It's rainin' but I'm not complainin'
My mind is tired
My skin is *****
My poor eyes won't shut on me
There's no reason
There's no reason
There's no reason to cry
The sun is rising
The sky is blooming
A nights sleep I am losing
Jul 18, 2013
Jul 18, 2013 at 2:24 PM UTC
My gun is loaded
It's gettin time
Two shots of whiskey
I'm takin' what's mine
ain't what you're sayin
it's what you do
Your time has come boy
I'm gunnin for you
When hell is rainin down
You'll see my face, won't hear a sound
You'll feel that bullet burnin through
Take your last breath boy
I'm gunnin for you
Mar 9, 2020
Mar 9, 2020 at 3:38 PM UTC
Hey hey hey
Death rainin down
//// ////
Another crazy kid !
Amongst crazy kids ?
//:: //
Hey hey hey
• •
It don't really mean nothin
( does it ? )
Crazy kid !
What's THAT gotta do with you or me ?
//
It's just death
And death is rainin down
••
••
Little Mary cuts her wrists
And makes Poetry !
Hey hey hey
It's just something we brag about
// //
Hey hey hey
Death rainin down
Upon the crazy kids
Somewheres else
••
Yeah it's always Somewheres else
Hey hey hey
Oct 24, 2014
Oct 24, 2014 at 7:11 PM UTC
Kind September welcomes the autumn
Hot red leaves start to be fallen
I'm packing my school bag
Summer gives up in sudden
With lots of passion
That has raised nature
Eventually took a picture
Hey fall!
Gracefully please me
With your leaves shaken
With your heart taken
With your sand bakin
With your voice rainin
Aug 9, 2019
Aug 9, 2019 at 4:15 AM UTC