In Lamentation Of The Children Of The Wind
I do not envy those who,
Cloud-like, star-bound,... more »
In Spring I Met The Autumn Man
In spring, I met the Autumn Man,
He sweetly smiled and took my hand.
He looked at me and softly said,
And now my son it's time for bed.... more »
In The St. Louis Sun
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It's Only Pain
Three friends were walking side by side,
when they sat down to rest.
Boys, said one, we must decide,
whose life has been the best.... more »
I'Ve Never Been Sad
I did not have a very remarkable birth,
but I have journeyed to the center of Earth!
I don't have a wife, a son, or a daughter,... more »
Will it hurt?
Does it have to?
YES, I'M AFRAID IT DOES... more »
Love's Mad Lament
My love is such a fleeting thing,
It never seems to last.
I've placed on finger, many a ring,
But my loves lie in the past.... more »
See the horses, all muscular and sweaty.
The foxes gaze, admiringly.
And the bunnies too.
The jackasses bray, wanting attention.... more »
My Love Like Stars
Lighting the cold night's sky
All encompassing... more »
My Son, My Soul, My Sun, My Sol
Gaze into the ebon sky at night, the myriad stars, there see.
Their size and light are hard to judge, they vary by degree.
From Earth unknowing, we view the stars, with only our poor eyes.
They come and go, here and there, creation and demise.... more »
No Good Deed Goes Unpunished
Mr. Pain and Mr. Misery,
knocked on my door today.
They brought with them, their baggage,
I knew they meant to stay.... more »
On The Reanimation Of Lifeless Human Tissue
In my personal experiments to resurrect the dead, I have taken the following actions:
Laid in bed all day crying.
Laid in bed all night staring at the ceiling.... more »
One Poem Closer To Death
From the moment you are born
You've begun your journey towards death
It is a certainty no man can avoid
Death is closer... more »
One Poem Closer To Heaven
Once I feared what was to come
Once I feared mortality
Each step I took
Was one step closer to death... more »
One Poem Closer To Life
I was born
I am alive
Of every day... more »
One Poet's Hope
Oh, you'll see! I'll succeed!
Sobbed the Poet through his mead.
My life now is just too damned hard.... more »
One Tear, I Shed For You
I shed for you,
One tear, with each beat of my heart
One tear, with every breath I take... more »
Owed To E. A. Poe
Oh the red, red red, red
It only hurts when I laugh.
I try not to laugh.
It hurts when I move my arms.... more »
Please Read This Poem Only In The Event Of My Death
This poem is written to those I love.
If you are reading this poem, it means that I am dead.
I want to assure you that when I left for work this morning, I fully intended to return to you.
If I was burned to a crisp,... more »
Sometimes A Poet Is Just A Cigar
COME IN, SIR. PLEASE LIE DOWN ON THE COUCH. I'M DR. OZZY MANDIUOS. TELL ME WHAT'S BEEN BOTHERING YOU.
Well, Doc, I've been having a recurring nightmare that's very disturbing!... more »
I found the formula for 'flight'-
Secret and backwards, but practical.... more »
Still Trapped In Satan's Time Machine
I lost my son today!
That was nine years ago?
I lost my son one hour ago!... more »
Suicide Poem: Patient 1
There are needles in my arm
There are hoses down my nose
In my throat, there is a tube
My waste, is bagged outside my side... more »
Suicide Poem: Patient 52x365
In life, each day, a tiny straw
Was added to my back
My legs and spine at first, stayed strong,
But my mind began to crack.... more »
Suicide Poem: Patient Br549
To take all lives of wicked men,
Now that's what I'm talkin' about
I'd send them to the Pearly Gates,
To let God sort them out... more »