Giddy for life, giddy 'pon death
giddy via me at giggles request
giddy in love and giddy forever
'tis here now a giggly endeavor
Poems
Always in the here and now
moving forward alike plows
only slowing down on stops
when one's pulverizing rock
Never thoughts inside a box
grab the sock dropping cock
shave your heads play along
Ahead A Time 'tis a hit song
Thank you for the word
thank-you Jordana Lilly
free now from obscured
I feel rhapsodies of silly
I know we're young so it's not about sex
morrow 'tis old and our turn cums next!
To get inside my head, look here 'pon a poem
all this rattling about 'tis a living poet's dome
While nothing goes perfect
cause everything's misused
making just teeny mistakes
turns on the verbiage abuse
When doing everything right
yet told all things are wrong
here a goodbye hath arrived
and tough love's moving on!
Oh, what a beautiful letter
my such a wondrous word
herein pentameter iambic,
'tis e'er the best I've heard!
I'm an idiot sans the savant,
a sour lolly without any pop
an ice-cream missing a cone
dog who can't find his bones
I'm on rhythm losing to blue,
a bad carrot stirred up in pea
silver linings clouded by rain
and all disable candied canes
A poem a day keeps the doctor away
but a mortician's simply not an M.D.,
and the mortality rate for poet speak
spirals out far as the orbital shall see
Why does a poet pen rhymes?
Because the lexeme 'tis there!
Each passion and pain,
like dark clouds in rain
'tis timings daily living
'Pon humans well lived
every question thy give
'tis nice at being giving
I'm creating poems and I know
penning 'tis a worthy endeavor
'cause my father liked his verse
and he would say inking rhyme
'tis a very esteemed thing to do
