“Woulda, Coulda, Shoulda” the old saying goes, whether written in Rhyme or written in Prose. There’s things that we’ve done that we wish would erase, there’s things that have happened we’d like to replace. There’s things that we’ve said that should never be spoken, there’s things that we’ve written and trusts that we’ve broken. There’s … Read moreWe’re Human for Sure
Received a letter yesterday addressed to Robot Grant, my name is Robert, go by Bob – more names should add but can’t. It is the truth – I swear to you – I don’t make up this stuff, to be a Robot – all in all – might not be that tough. For joints that creak … Read moreRobot Grant
Was driving along going seven and zero, a speck I did see in my passenger mirror. Coming on fast – I could not make out, or know what that object was really about? Could be an animal gaining on me, maybe a bird thinking I was a tree? Maybe a boat that somehow had wheels, … Read moreSmart Car?
Got me a mirror that’s ever so neat, reverses the present so now I can cheat. Wrinkles are gone and smooth there appears, the fuzz and the hair are gone from my ears. Muscles that now lay soft on my waist, move up to my chest – so manly placed. Veins that are blue – … Read moreGot me a Mirror
Moaning it’s that time of year, must drag out my lawning gear. Lay a rake upon my yard, starting early – but it’s hard. Trimming bushes – mowing grass, given choices I would pass. Bugs a crawlin’ in my nose, ‘nother in my ear it goes. Dormant muscles are now sore, ache all over – … Read moreMy Lawning Gear
Needed a list to go to the store, just tore it up and bought even more. Needed a home to house just a few, bought me a castle just for the view. Needed a car to get me around, bought me a bus – better hands down. Needed a watch to tell me the time, … Read moreNeeded a………
I don’t call it Poetry – rather it’s just Rhyme. It’s something that I like to do – when I have the time. My hope is that I don’t offend – those who know the art. If by rules I had to play – I’d not know where to start. Beginning while in Army green … Read moreI don’t call it Poetry
Do you need your own show to always be heard? Do you need that big column for sharing your word? Do you need that great blog to state all your views? Do you need a big name to be part of the news? Do you need that mag cover to strut all your stuff? Do … Read moreDo you Need?
Which one is first – the left or right, when shoes go on in morning’s light. Socks the same before you start, conclusions formed but just a part. Pants come next for you to choose, they have to match your socks and shoes. Swipe that stick for six or eight, check that clock you can’t … Read moreDecisions Made
Caviar is something that others might crave That “must see” café that some like to rave Sushi is tops for some of the folks But certainly not for all of the blokes Some like to share those raw slimy clams Others say yippee to eating young lambs Give me those veggies others would say While … Read moreExotic or Not