My clock ain’t got no on. Or no phone dial tone. So, I got a loan alone from a distant tone. To atone. Did you hear a tone. Dually denoted atone. I know you were on the phone alone. Did you hear the moan of the tone. No. Listen for a tone of the distantContinue reading “A Tone”
Monthly Archives: April 2021
Float
Once upon a time fishing helped cope. This particular day I hooked a fish called hope. It fought me tooth and nail. But I finally got in my pail. When I arrived at the dock, My friends began to flock. They asked me about the bait. I replied something called fate. Sometimes hope will float.Continue reading “Float”
Pray to Something
Dear atheist, there may come a day. When you pray. I heard your snicker. But I’m not here to bicker. You better hope you don’t meet my friend addiction. Yes, her full name is Miss Misery Affliction. And I promise you one thing. You will pray to something. But most of all you will prayContinue reading “Pray to Something”
You Must Feel
The dreams of my life are in hidden book. Residing in a house of forever life. As I wander through the world, I seek my obscure pearl. But indecision at the crossroads hinder. At times I want to surrender. But the driver in the mirror must be deaf. He hears a different clef. Stop IContinue reading “You Must Feel”
Shards
I long to be in your house of death.I envision a faceless suicide.Will this depression last for long?My soul sings that song.You knocked me down.So, just let the ground surround.Everybody knows I am lost.One hundred likes to that post.And I must close another story.Staring at my face, I see an empty book.No cover for me.NoContinue reading “Shards”
Rotting on the Vines
Are you wanting inspiration?You spill your secrets on meThen you tell me with a whisperOf things that will never be The Black Crowes Are seeking inspiration? Do you need a new sensation? People walking around afraid to speak. People about to freak. Where are the good times. Rotting on the vines. Can’t you see theContinue reading “Rotting on the Vines”
Failed Love
Failed love you say. Love never fails. Maybe I failed love. Love always dwells. And sometime that’s hell. My opinion, if they say, I don’t love you anymore. Then they never did love you. Or they are just hurting. I have been blessed to be loved by several. At least they claimed to love me.Continue reading “Failed Love”
You Best Run
Do you think it a pun. Being spun. Why sometimes you can touch the sun. Really, sometimes it is fun. Why once I felt as if I were the one. Now I’m the only one. But I’m still spun. No, I’m not undone. I am a none. Just kiddin’, see a fun pun. I knowContinue reading “You Best Run”
I Can Rap Pap
I can rap Pap. Wear a backward cap. Make you clap. Even make you toe-tap. Act like a stone-cold sap. My woman she was a mantrap. She was full of crap a hell brat. And made me lose my map. To the gap. I was not a bit hap. Then she sat on Fat’s lap.Continue reading “I Can Rap Pap”
Fortune Cookie
Some people can’t take a joke. But you sure did smile Cookie. Yep, that was her name. But I told her it was a joke. That night at the House of Mandarin. The server brought the fortune cookies. And I read mine. Some men dream of fortunes other dream of Cookie, in bed. My, myContinue reading “Fortune Cookie”
Contronym
I finally figured it out. You see I was in charge of oversight, but I forgot, and it was clearly my oversight. That I did not sanction said oversight but obviously my oversight I did sanction. And I must resign myself to the fact that I must resign. But first let me remove the dustContinue reading “Contronym”
Your Bestowment
I like to write about the light. And make you feel alright. But then the darkness takes my breath. And I get angry and my writing pokes a stick at death. You see I have no fear of that pretender. If death appears at least be tender. If it’s unavoidable. I’m ready and able toContinue reading “Your Bestowment”
What’s His Name
Once while making sweet love to my bride. She screamed a mutual acquaintance’s name. Luckily, I blocked it out for the moment. Afterwards, I mentioned the faux pas. She said don’t be a silly willy. You must have miss heard. He’s not even my type. You are my one and only. The truth will alwaysContinue reading “What’s His Name”
The Gallows
Please sit and listen. To a man on a mission. But it seems mission control has lost my soul’s patrol. And hell is on a roll. My soul a fool. Rolling on an empty spool. The thread torched or lost. Satan now the boss. A molehill on every mountain. Another sip from the fountain. ThatContinue reading “The Gallows”