Tag Archives: Memories

Brown, Sticky, and Fun

I remember a game

I played when I was childish

Where up I’d pick a fancy stick

And proceed to go quite wildish.

It would be, at the same time,

A lightsaber, a gun,

A steering wheel, banana peel,

A ticket: Admit One.

I could walk around the woods

With some tree’s lifeless limb

And make of a day of naught but play,

Walking and swinging him.

Now I’m big and childish

But have less inclination

To go outside and take a ride

On my imagination.

Today I pray to everything

That before I’m old and sick

I’ll meet just five folks more alive

Than my beloved stick.

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Things Could Be Better… Or Not?

Remember that time,

That era of bliss,

When everything was

So much better than this?

When rainbows were present

Despite sunny days?

When you truthfully liked

One or more high school plays?

When people were friendlier

Than they are now?

When you could eat beef

Without harming a cow?

When the radio played

All your favorite songs

And giant monkeys weren’t kings

But elected-representative Kongs?

When Hamilton tickets

Could be purchased without

Selling infants on ebay

And a diagnosis of gout?

When Harambe was living

And that neighbor you hate

Was still in a prison

Somewhere in Kuwait?

But alas, you are peasants

And remember you don’t.

You tell me “say sorry,”

But too bad, I won’t. 

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Live-Streaming From My Heart

I wish you could have been there

When I walked for the first time.

I wish you could have been the one

To give me my first dime.

I wish that you’d had the chance

To see my first crayon art,

But I know that you couldn’t

So I live-streamed it from my heart.

Sometimes we are seperate

When we wish we were near.

Sometimes we’re gone for hours,

Sometimes for many years.

I wish you could’ve seen it

When I got on stage and sang.

I wish you could have been there

When the wedding bells rang.

I wish you could have hugged me

Each time my life was torn apart

But I know that you couldn’t

So I live-streamed it from my heart.

Sometimes life asks questions

That have no good answers.

Some folks must be soldiers

So others can be dancers.

I wish that I had known you,

Asked you questions and the like.

I wish we could watch movies,

Play with cards or take a hike.

I wish that we could blame the dog

When one of us would fart.

Someday we’ll have the chance. ‘Til then

I’ll live-stream from my heart.

Sometimes the cruel or thoughtless

Can take away a life.

Sometimes we see a uniform

And not its kids and wife.

I wish you could have been there

When that bomb fell from the sky.

I wish you could have been here

So you wouldn’t have to die.

I wish the world would parley

Before any war would start.

At least I know you feel the love

Live-streaming from my heart.

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