April 30, 2015

Wrinkles, Lines And Creases

I remove my clothes from the dryer.
I’m disturbed by what I see.
Wrinkles, lines and creases.
I wonder, “How could this be?”
I tried to prevent them.
Still they have appeared.
Even more I wonder, “Why,
does the laundry room have a mirror?”

I Couldn’t Do It Write

I tried to write a poem.
I thought of how I’d do it.
I would start each line with a letter.
I would use the same one and make it fit.
I mulled over some ideas.
I finally came to a decision.
I wouldn’t write such a poem.
I couldn’t make it as I envisioned.

April 29, 2015

Traveling Man

I enjoy the sights I see,
as I travel through many lands.
From the beauty of the mountains,
the plains, and desert sands.
Oh to stop and enjoy the marvels,
and wonders that are so rife.
But I always must keep moving,
as I run for my life.

April 28, 2015

With The Rising Of The Moon

I drastically changed,
with the full moon rising in the night.
Suddenly I became,
articulate and well-liked.

April 27, 2015

No Pets

I have no pets.
Although I love cats and dogs,
yet their possession makes me bitter.
For as much as I enjoy their company,
I detest the scooping and changing of litter.

April 26, 2015

Second Helping

I reblogged an old post.
And do you know what I found?
Rejection is even worse,
the second time around.

A Smarter Barter

I offered my wisdom for the price,
of whatever I could barter.
But not a penny for my thoughts
will be given unless I’m smarter.

April 24, 2015

(Song/Poem) Memories In Time

This is one of my non humor poems.
(at least not intentionally)
 I’ve put the words to music and sing them.
 First the lyrics then the video of the song.

Memories in Time

Leafing through the pages in my mind.
Blowing dust off of memories in time.
Thinking back on what we planned to do.
Reliving all the feelings that we knew.
It’s seems like I am back there again.
When we were ready to begin.
Sweeter than the finest vintage wine.
Tasting the memories in time.
Remembering the hope of dreams to come,
The unknown that we faced when we begun.
Through the years shadows cover the past.
But underneath lay memories that last.

April 23, 2015

(My Song) I Would If I Could

This is a song with the words from a poem of mine I posted previously.
I only changed one word. I changed the word “float” to “work”.
I couldn’t stand hearing myself sing. “It just won’t float.”
It sounded like I was some hillbilly in bib overalls.
(Do hillbillies wear bib overalls?)
Anyway here is the musical version of that particular rhyme of mine.

My Top Ten Good Qualities

I set out to make a list.
I thought it would be fun.
“My Top Ten Good Qualities.”
I’ve yet to think
of one.

April 22, 2015

The Word From Bane

The Great Bird Flies Again

The question is “Why?”
At least that’s the question you will be asking.
Why did I write this song?
Why did I take the time to record it?
Why did I make this video?
Why did I sing it with that voice and not my normal voice?
Why is this song, unlike most of my two minute songs, an epic song of almost five minutes?
Why? Why? Why?
Then you’ll ask, “What?”
As in. “What the heck were you thinking?”
Well I’ll tell you.
I don’t know.
My ideas are all over the place.
Sometimes I’m serious.
Usually I try to be humorous.
Either with funny verse or stories.
I sing cover songs and write and record my own songs.
I’ve made audio comedy skits.
I just like doing a lot of different things.
You could call me a “Renaissance Man.”
Or just nuts.
I’ve tried to segregate my different styles and creations in different
websites and categories so I don’t put off current and potential followers.
They might sign up because they like a poem or rhyme and the next thing you know I’m posting something where
I’m bellowing in song about refrigerators.
Or something sacred and holy.
Well I’m finding it’s too exhausting to maintain all these separate styles so not to confuse the public.
Heck I’m confused, why shouldn’t my readers be too?
So I’m just going with whatever comes out of my creative mind.
I’m going to just be me.
Now all this sounds great, and noble.
But then wait until you hear and see this song.
At that point you probably will think I should try being somebody else.

I also realise the first word in the video title is misspelled.
Along with being creative I’m also too lazy to fix it.

April 21, 2015

About That Time

No one wants to hear the cries,
that come from reluctant goodbyes.
There is enough tears in eyes.
No need to add to the world’s sighs.
Better to hold
what one might say,
and without notice,
fade away.

April 19, 2015

April 18, 2015

April 6, 2015

My Favorite Blog

I follow many blogs,
and enjoy what I read and see.
But I think my favorite blog,
is by anyone but me.