Month: July 2024

A Target

All quiet in the western country,

Brushes with death aside.

Another disturbed person with a gun

Going after innocent people.

Can you believe that something

Like this could happen?

As much as I don’t like the man,

I wish him well and pray for his safety.

Nobody should have to deal with this.

I’m glad he didn’t get hurt too badly,

And that they were able to get the guy who fired the shots.

I’m sorry that one of the bystanders was killed,

And that others were badly hurt.

Freedom and justice are important,

And Trump is one of God’s children,

Just like everyone else.

May God bless him

For what he suffered.

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Walking in the woods, I smell something burning. Could it be aliens?

I like ice cream and cake. Doesn’t everybody? But my stomach says not so fast! Everything in moderation.

Waves crash on the beach. Nothing washed up, except seaweed. Fish are jumping, you know how I feel; and I’m feeling good.

There was lipstick on his pants. Guess she kissed him where she missed him. Only a graveyard howl can do it justice.

Point me in the right direction, then let me go, go, go. I don’t know about you, but I know how I feel, and it’s not good.

Riding on a fire truck, siren wailing, horn blowing. Is it close, or is it far? If they know, they’re not telling.

Trust

Start to see a difference,

How you talk and walk.

You have an honest opinion,

But you don’t let it become a fault.

You fight for those who have no voice.

You encourage those who are humble.

You defend the rights and blessings

That come with living in our country.

Only you know how hard it’s been.

And I know you’ve stumbled.

I know you got lost sometimes.

But I won’t hold that against you,

Because I understand your heart

Is in the right place.

Your mind is not full of litter.

Your body is clean as a temple.

I trust you with being in charge.

And I know you are a great leader.

I’ll support you, in thick and thin.

I’ll pray for your health and wisdom.

I can rest easy

Knowing you’re at the helm.

Thank you for earning my trust!

Without Love

Climbing a hill to get out of the city,

Not in shape, so it’s not pretty.

Will you try to meet me there?

I don’t care that you don’t care.

I just want to talk to you

About some stuff that I’ve been through.

Can you see the ending near?

Can you tell I’m full of fear?

If only once I meet another,

Someone I can call my brother.

Maybe we can spend some time

Listening and making rhymes.

Maybe we can find a way

Out of here. No, we won’t stay.

Let’s combine our talents now.

You and I can make a vow.

Never leave each other alone,

Without love you cannot write a song.

Without love…

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On the road, I hitch-hiked up a mountain, only to spill my chili at a local tavern.

Across the Great Plains, I wandered and I wondered, where are the buffaloes?

On my desk, with a sweaty hand, I gripped a charcoal pencil. Never had I stooped so low.

On top of an iceberg, I drifted for many miles, laughing at the prospect of having a spaghetti dinner that night.

Is there a function waiting for me at the conjunction of two taxis and one ice cream cone dripping all over my shirt?

Clinging to my last ounce of dignity, I slowed down when the traffic light turned yellow.

Across the table from me, Madonna spoke in Japanese. Do you like sushi? I asked. She shook her head. So, why not? Too much sodium, she said. I wasn’t sure how accurate that was, so I just nodded and moved on.

Notion

Looking at the stars from quite afar,

I lounge in my PJs and count the work days,

And hope to grace I don’t lose my face,

Following rockets into outer space.

Can you embrace the logic?

Or have I lost my locket?

Coasting across the Indian Ocean,

I feel myself reflex to the bubbling potion.

Is there an answer, or an ending,

To this notion?

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Today I jumped up on a ray of sunshine and surfed across outer space into another galaxy where I found two furry green creatures who drove a spaceship with their noses.

In the evening, the salt and pepper of the day settles down to season my memories of all that has happened.

Floating down a river on an inner tube, my teeth came out and fell to the bottom.

Bellbottom blues bellow bluesfully down the street at the Bradfordville Blues Club.