Sunday, November 30, 2008

Flying space monkeys

Flying monkeys from space
shall dominate the human race
They'll come in ships lighting fast
Their laser guns creating a big blast
Appearing on the scene
Contorting their faces to look mean
Whipping tails about
with many a howl and shout
Here they come!
the troubles just begun
Zooming in from the sky
with bananas as their battle cry
And if we surrender
monkeys can go on a banana bender
If they can get just one banana split
they'll leave in a bit
So into space a ship is towed
And off into space bananas and monkeys go

Someone asked me

Someone asked me if the city were my home
Their question is repeated
By a quickly dying echo
But my distaste lingers

Oh Art Arise

Writing comes unbidden
An act natural as breathing
Inspiration's thought flows
From soul to mind
Exuded in every breath
Mouth to air
Oh art arise!

Tuesday, November 25, 2008

Books

Don your coat and take a journey with me
And we shall see

Walk past the vendor carts with fresh baked buns
and rising doughs
and the morning cup of joes

Past the sharp tongued women
fanning their faces
and sitting in their places

The sun is still high in the sky
As we walk by and by

We reach the place where both scholars and buns
come

Greats rooms lined with old oaken tables
and hidden underneath
a wreath of pre chewed gum

Vast halls containing more prose
than the world knows

The old and dust forgotten hard cover books
Hidden in every cranny and nook

The one place on earth
with continual peace and quiet

Can it hurt-
Wont you try it?

I beg of you
Your interest in books renew

Oh Dawn Arise!

Arise oh golden dawn!
bring light forth
shine upon mans face
that we might stir from this mortal slumber
your splendor alights fireworks in my soul
Free blushing maidens from elegant bedchambers
Drive night and cold away
So even the most unfeeling man might-
Feel warthms embrace
Oh dawn arise!

Winter

Oh winter, thy cunning enemy
you come to call
Leaving icicles on my roof
Yourfriend Jack Frost visits
And on my window pane a sheet of blinding white
You send the very bears into hiding
Men go to sleep in your embrace
And do not wake
Tis best to bear down
And wait for spring's warming thaw

Monday, November 10, 2008

Rain

Puddles to jump in
Droplet to catch on your tongue
Pearls collecting on my glasses to land with a flat plop...
On my lenses
It would be nifty if they came with windshield wipers to wipe drops away)
Dampness evades my pants leg
Soak through to my bones
Rain rain rain
I'm sick of the sleet pouring down
I think I'll take a vacation
California and sun here I come!