first timer

[Veri investigat]

concrete bed (2009)​

feet dance about this dirty space​

a look of startle on my face​

as newspapers begin to blow ​

and eyes appear on some forgotten face​

rush - I do to get along​

for home is where I belong​

words are not uttered​

as eyes meet in outer space ​

for I am almost in the clear​

rush - I must to get along​

head dropping in mock disgrace​

for I know this dirty face​

rush - I must to get along​

for home is where I belong​

no time for you my brother​

 

[Veri investigat]

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[JanuaryStar]

Very well written, I like your poetic style

 

[Veri investigat]

real or imaged ( 1991)​

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Wondering who I am​

Is it a real or imagined world ​

I’m always knocking at ​

Just trying to get in ​

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hoping for a reply​

my inner heart begins to cry​

saying I can never do wrong or right​

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I don’t care what doctors say​

I don’t really want to fight​

I don’t care if I get it right​

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Wondering who I am​

real or imagined​

always on the outside of the worlds door​

knocking to get in​

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oh how the people & colors go flashing by​

with me and God conversing all day and night​

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Wondering who I am​

real or imagined​

always on the outside of the door​

knocking to get in​

staying up all night​

staring at the moon in fright​

wondering if I took my pills tonight​

 

[Veri investigat]

raining here drinking beer and watching the zombie moves

My bed​

Sitting in the bed


watching shaun of the dead


lots of beer running through my head


not feeling even a little bit of dread


as the cheetos stain me the color of the dead


the dog rolls over and licks my hand


his face a brilliant red


for he is also eating cheetos in our bed


but we don’t care this rainy day


damn shaun ! what a whack


you better drink that beer before your dead


flailing the cricket mallet above his head


I pop another tap
and salute shaun of the dead


Damn I love eating cheetos in my bed ​

 

[LiliBe]

Awesome Halloweenish poem!!!!
that it rhymes too!!!
Also has my favorite goodies in there bed, beer and cheetos!!!

 

[Jabble524]

I like your poetry. You can never go wrong with zombie movies and beer.

 

[Veri investigat]

Bah Humbug​

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bah humbug and season’s greetings to you all​

may your check books survive it all​

for the crazy shopping season is here​

so scurry and hurry to get along​

to the stores where you belong​

make sure to tip the drunk Santa ​

as he rings his little bell​

for he is dreaming - not of sugar plums ​

but of putting his size 10 upside your little head​

so scurry and hurry along​

as its Christmas time- again​