Well now that's a great poem
contains both humor and joy,
and one very happy little boy
With healthy food, warm bed
the care of one strong mother
indeed quite uplifting brother
Poems
A poem a day
Meat for the mind
A bit of prose
Oft set to rhyme
A poem a day
Perhaps one more
Off and on three
Or even four
A poem a day
Sway for the soul
A pinch of pap
Words on a roll
A poem a day
Most fruitful bread
Fit comfort food
For pith well fed
Karen began with the Rhoades Brothers,
back in the California Republicans of '73
"Tourists go home!" Peter cries cynically
he shouts it proudly, lips curling his glee
'Pon road rages in a fast-food fight,
big coliseum riot two wrongs right
at the drop of hat over no big thing
fisticuffs before we step in the ring
Sucker punch at a drunk bars stool
while Mr. T escalates I pity the fool
Karens and Kens aping rant videos
rotting to the core this reality show
Once I realized how weird,
awkward in my own crust
Self-conscious, paranoidal
I become after I consumed
Crock potted cannabis oils
strangely I still want some
I'm surreally frustrated
surfing evolution's wall
still so badly developed
Our monkey hand grips
yanking banana's swell
side way's non-solution
Winner, winner rhyming dinner,
picked a poesy of pickled poems
huffed and puffed, blew a sonnet
ate an ode dog with rime upon it!
I like this one the most
that's our best rune yet
Heretofore I doth agree,
never better does it get!
My poem's on top
of this poem pile
Saluting for
a little while
But all poems drop
in this poem place
Recaptured as
a warm embrace
My poem's on top
of this poem club
Collecting dust
Ah, there's the rub!
'Tis oh so wicked how I'm feeling,
bones and joints en masse a lump
the pains subtle still rock my core
as I'm seeing an under the humps
'Tis a little unfortunate how I wait
for answers to undiagnosed riddle
wish 'pon a cell to meet half-ways
found an end is now in my middle
After we're gone, they'll ponder our thought
wonder where we found all wording we got
shake heads in agreement, feel written awe
concur that's mighty fine poetries they saw!
