“My tummy hurts.
My throat is sore.
I don’t want to go school no more.“
“My soul is charred.
My dreams are dead.
Take an aspirin and go to bed.”
Tag Archives: Poetry
I Used To Write These At 11:59. Now I Write Them At 8:56. I Must Be Getting Old
I played D&D tonight
And we had an epic fight.
Now this nerd must rest his head
Because it’s past his time for bed.
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Released
Just time
No space
I wait
I pace
Feel stuck
Lack grace
Hands sweat
Hearts race
Then I hear
And I see
There is light
I am free!
Break the lock
Lose the key
I was that
Now I’m me.
Walking forward
Trying to run
Out of the tomb
Into the sun
Losing all my chains
Shedding my orange jumpsuit
Body free of all my pains
I am a vine grown from a root
What do I have left to do
Now that I am set free
Will I look for you
Or look for me
In the sunlight
Who will I be
Am I alright
Is this good
Who am I
I’m a bird
Can I fly
Hands sweat
Feet walk
Eyes wide
Tongues talk
Girls run
Boys chase
Same time
New space
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Cologne Options
Fresh cut french fries,
Lavender breeze,
Dusty sweat after a ballgame,
The salt of the seas,
Lime, peaches, and sunflowers,
Grandma’s garlic spaghetti:
Yet you decided to spritz on
“Testosterone Yeti.”
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America’s Great Mistake
Wild turkey
Powerful majestic bird
Bald eagles are overrated
Turkeys are tasty
And kind
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Birth, Youth, Life, Dying, Hell
To buy a shiny dump truck toy;
The dream of every little boy.
A loud and topless red machine;
The dream of every male teen.
A pickup and a minivan;
A father, yes, but still a man.
A growling beaut older than he;
A man who can no longer see.
An environmentally friendly car;
Wait, f*** that s***! You’ve gone too far!
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If Only We Were Still Wearing Masks…
The bird flu killed my chicken.
It killed my brother’s duck.
I heard a peacock died as well
With just a sickly cluck.
The price of eggs is rising
But what worries me even more
Is how when all the planes die
Plane ticket costs will soar.
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How Kids Tell Stories
‘Twas a Wednesday like any other
Except the part where mother
Put our pet fish in a tank
And then the army came
To get their tank back
And also the part with the lizards…
My favorite color is orange.
Privacy Would Be Preferred Tonight
There once was a Valentine’s Day
When I wasn’t alone (it’s today)
But I lacked the foresight
To post a poem before tonight
So here you go. Now go away!
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Propaganda and Truth
An all-knowing fellow told the whole story,
Every secret, every detail,
But there was no crowd, no backers or profit
So truth was revealed but to no avail.
When spoken too slowly its skipped;
If spoken too quickly its not understood;
If frankly presented, forgotten;
If theatrically, laughed at, no good.
A fellow can tell the whole story
But regardless the truth will stay true.
And sometimes to listen and be open-minded
Is the best you can possibly do.
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