Spontaneous Poems

don't call me no boy
boss brown swung and the brawl was on
i kept to the ship
drunkenly dreaming and unaware
my bed gently rocking
right off the shore of hong kong

i'd seen the city
found myself out of place and sad
the crew bent on spending
what would i do with sharkskin suits
reel to reel tape decks
i stayed off the shore of hong kong

radley blune drowned
on this night in the deep dark water
his long legs failed
when he swam from the pier toward the ship
and darin jones
returned with a chicken of which he bit off the head

dreaming's no problem
waking's unreal
feelings i'd job them
faking surreal

when the darling sings
the quiet night just whispers
among the rushes

Even the moonbeams
are hesitant to cut through
the chilly night sky

Great haiku EB!

Thanks. I like yours as well.

empty rooms of forgotten dreams,
hollow footsteps disturb the dust.
lazy starlight chasing moonbeams,
poking at memories buried in rust.

Purty gud, rock.

That's a wonderful incantation Rockhead!

Snow is receding,

dry dead grass now re-appears

-- Oh, for a green shoot!

jjorge!
Great going. Hope you get a little sun.

thanks Edgar.

The landscape here is still about 2/3 covered with a few inches of snow, but the expanses of exposed grass are growing.

In fact, today someone in my church brought in witch hazel buds which they found on the sunny side of their house.

They had cut a few sprigs, took them into the house, put the stems in warm water, and lo! --the fragrant buds opened!

We have some plants making new leaves. Fig, Arazona ash - some others. I figure it will be spring around here in a week or two.

bitter cold mountain
belies spring on the meadow
born in one warm burst

when i say love i mean love
the kind you dream of
movie scene love
make the best team love
wished with all my heart
watch'd romantic comedies till my words hallmark
yes
i call her the light in the darkness ,
brightest n the smartest
the most amusing muse anyone would like to do art with
when we do part , just a lil stardust between us
only thing that come between us my penis
brush the sleep out her eye the next morning
the bruises on her neck forming , kiss it all better
yes it's all better soon as were together hard to be apart
for the artery's in the heart
the light shines everytime im about to see the dark
ppl way to concerned about leaving a mark
believe the heart ,i'll leave a mark ,
of our love n friendship
graf what i write, pop the pen lids
blood flows through it can u read my heart
on the canvas
doc , when you read the charts
it'll say beep beep heart
cause i ________ love this girl
waddup in this world
i was bummed needed to change , then someone threw a cup in this world
filled with emotion drank the human potion
consumed emotion
real with emotion
needed to clean up my act , groomed by devotion
bby u affect me like the moon to the ocean
true emotions ,
listen to my adams apple tell u it feels good to say my eve will no evil no sin
and she hates apples hahaha
the most beautiful woman you've seen ,
smokes green , looks like a girl out of a movie scene
got this spidey webslinging maryjane having dubie dreams
an scooby snacks ,in the back of the theatre
gotta fix my car baby so we can back seater
she would'nt care if i drove a black beater
like air i need her
never dead air on the receiver
on her side or my side neither
talking for hours , walking for hours ,
stopping to watch the birds chirp as the bee's make love to flowers
make love for hours ,
hours turned to days ,days to weeks ,
the way we speak ,
like we don't read the daily cheech
its march 9 2012 were getting married today
few years will have adopted a baby seat
almost thought i was getting carried away
till i woke up beside u n u said were getting married babay

i do !
i love you

Great one, prof.

Yes, lovely piece, and so good to see more joy in this thread. (I want a grinning-and-jumping-up-and-down-and-patting-you-on-the-back smiley)

i really love the pines
the stately long wind sighing
yellow pollen clouds
in the raven woods

the summer i love them
the flighty blue in branches
shyly smitten jays
on hope raveled limbs

the winter not daunt pines
their patience frozen stoic
icy solemn skies
and owl question mark

i heard the sound
an amphitheater of birds
black stipples across the forest
and one backfired truck

silence

again the wall
the raucous chatter of birds
in ripples then moved along
my thoughts traveled with them

justice is a word
disenfranchised heard
when the boot came down

freedom is a song
falsly convicted sang
when the needle slipped in

dinner is a thought
war orphan could not know
when the mine exploded

surcease of sorrow
the aware cannot expect
until the wheel quits turning