Habitual Creatures

Habitual creatures
Hiding peacefully
With suspended happy habits
Hunkered down in their holes
Hardly hunted
In hibernation
Having their lives on pause

Rankled and Worn

Rankled and worn
Like a old pair of Jeans

Wrinkled, withered
Such is life so it seems

Faded, frustrated
In hopes, sometimes dreams

Yet tommorrow is a new day

MECHANICAL MAN

MECHANICAL MAN  (The Work-a-holic)




A Hardwired hunk of metal
And one sparkling hinged beauty

Efficiently perform
Efficiently perform
Efficiently perform
It's duty

A hungry horse-powered heart
With diesel determined will

Works every part
Works every part
Works every part
With skill

Mechanically Muscled
Master of moil

Carefully concocted
And tissued of toil

With bionic bones
Synthetic skin tones

It's performance
is nothing less than royal

Tinkered tightly
Screwed seamlessly
Simply construed as the best

Genetically programmed
To labor increasingly
Never to cease
Nor rest

BUMBLING BUSY BEE

BUMBLING BUSY BEE



Busy Bee buzzing, bouncing
Braving the big world of things

Briskly bearing sugared treasures
Floundering from flowered nectar's springs

Bounding, bumbling so busily
And bustling about the day

Still soaked, sweetened with honey
Soaring, buzzing along his way

Vintage Wisdom

An aged man
Like vintage wine
An antiquated wisdom
Of the honorable humanity
Deemed classic
Yet desirable
From many wise years
Appealing to the youthful
Tastebuds of the inexperienced

The Perils of Defeat

The Perils of Defeat


Disheartened  by the perils of defeat
A valiant effort is laid waste
as the opposers laze
in the spoils of their victory



*Inspired by a friends basketball team that lost to the number one team in the state.  

The End of Ends

The End of Ends

The end of ends
for which all time is cast...
A prayer and a blessing
for those who've breathed their last--
Rest in peace.


*This poem is dedicated to all those who have passed before the new year of 2012.