Friday, April 30, 2010

APRIL31

APRIL31
Iff d were p
eye skidded a d
eye skipped a p
may day may day may day
they called a distress code from airplanes in the first world war they did not simply say sos sos sos but they used a strang sort of address the microphone with may day may day may day
usually this was done three times for emphasis
charlax watched all the old movies
at least three times cause dates were hard to find
eye have many women near mye mind
but only one comes close to heart
she is mye heart she is mye life she is mye interneted wife
may day may day may day
it is now the end of April Poetry
the house will be destroyed bye time
the animals will miss me
they will be fine
time now for charlax to move on
out of the line of snow
eye leave you with this canadian bacon byte
In Flanders Fields
By: Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae, MD (1872-1918)
Canadian Army
In Flanders Fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
   

30

30

Almost the end of April now
some things is still self evident the pursuitor of knowledge
 the conduit of happiness the conductor of musick the limitless soul the bottomless container of soup blue sky
Blue Sky Gallery
TheEndOfAprilPoem
CharlaXLeaks
Lets be serious said the Android to the Robot attendant. Every one of your picture paintings is only the blue sky is there its mindless drivel you robots are amazing eye. There on the wall was Thirty pieces of blue sky. Each one had a caption explaining what each one was to be used against us in a court of law. For the sake of brevity we will look at three of these. Number one picture caption : This is the Blue Sky over Wyoming. ??? Android almost lost some oil over this one let me tell. Panel # Fifteen was also funny. This is the SKy of BLue over Oklahoma its true. There was a picture of a blank blue sky there go figure. For the picture of the blank blue sky in the very last number slotted near the exit sign was a placard stating the caption just for eye it said : This is the SKy of BLue the one thats always over you. At this the Robot did a little Robot dance and the Android cried not a dry eye. Robot pride for Blue Sky.
 

 

Thursday, April 29, 2010

29

29
The beginning of the end of April
there is now NO COMDEMNATION to those who say Christ Jesus somewhere it is written in the Bible subject matter natter that the tongue can not be tamed by eye no matter for we look to Jesus to deliver not the works of so dead a fleshly life. In answer to another we can justify. Iff he uses murder as his premises iff he says bad things to me am eye too justify myself in using bad words back to him of course eye can. Eye scream eye curse eye fall all apart on the sidewalk. Then eye stop and think but way too late. Did eye just become the antichrist again. WHY did eye let that devil of man get under mye skin is there some retaliation eye can offer him but mye own foul words again?  WHAT HAPPENED to eye become a devil just like the man that cannot justify the monkey eye become was him, He started it. Why does not everybody understand. ? Try barking this. Iff eye could remove the Devil from me by pulling the line out of the soul of man and finding the little sign post at the end and then removing the plate that says the Devil from man from me from eye would not hesitate to do this for myself.

Wednesday, April 28, 2010

Aprilhadnoshowersfor28days

Aprilhadnoshowersfor28days
April stinks. Eye found dog dew on mye shoe. There is supposed to be a law of convenience there is little boxes every three thousand feet with plastic baggies placed there by the city just for people to pick up the doggies leavings. Someone failed today to find contrivance. Are you that criminal did you walk quickly past the plastic bag box and let the doggie do his business on my trail sometimes eye stop the bike and set my feet down omg the smell did you take doggie to the park today and watch him leave this THING there in my way and then you cackled like a maniac and said eye am not gonna pick up that OFFERING for charlax needs a something new to write about ? I thought that eye had failed to wipe eye thought that eye had gotten rotten from the shirt eye found eye even resisted the wanting need to reach inside my pants to check to see iff eye had missed something in the early light ? Was there a livestockshow last nite? Eye sweat inside my layers and so eye thought that eye was salty sweat had come to nose ? When was the last rain fall when did the sidewalk get clean from all the dropping. ??? Is this poop on mye shoe is it fresh or is it memorex. Fallen out from under melted snow is gone and leaving many hidden things revealed to adhere to us to make us smell like summer time and animals again. IN the desert places eye have been there is caves up high above the dry washes where there is below the line is ampitheaters where you could sit an Army down to watch a movie in the sky. Above the water table line is caves. Some small enough to be a one room shelter and eye loved to find them long enought to rest there some inside the daytime but survival dictates moving lower in the night should you be caught outside remember to get into the open make a fire is best to have there by your head must rest. When it rains even in April it pours behind you in the desert it never rains exactly where you are.

Tuesday, April 27, 2010

27

27
homeless
walk is in soft shoes with insoles dress is new clean clothes is best unless in need of help from people look at poor man give to him a couple of dollars only sometimes eye have pockets full and then eye play the rich mans game again eye look like a king but am a pauper on a string of dirty looks is the worst you did this to eye to me to eye again three times was eye beaten into Jesus you have the wrong idea of what a little money does it does not help anyone to have only a little money keeps a man in poverty you so proud of only the little gifting and so you say take this only small amount into the store and get you gobs of food let out your belt now make the belly sag but non eye eat your two dollars and then eye cry myself asleep again to wake up needing more of them little green store dollar things you people gift me

 

Monday, April 26, 2010

twentysixthaprilhasanactualpoem

twentysixthaprilhasanactualpoem
An Actual Poem

a rose is multi colored hues
an orchid even has blends and colored lies
 but a violet is only blue
many differant shades its true
but blue
the color of my love is blue
the love inside me never lies
she is made of girl things plums and skies
while eye lie blue and lost from love
the blue is anger hiding love from you
for eye am hurt by all the time thats gone
do not fly away from me in homemade thing
forever lost to eye
 

Sunday, April 25, 2010

25daysofaprilhas

25daysofaprilhas
thoughts of jesus
power tripp
eye am GOD now in my spirit using powers of persuasionairy thinking to support my minions pleasures inside my heart is beating eye am living in the middle of my life is almost over my life is starting over now eye poet now eye speak when eye was dumb and deaf can see the words that eye am typing for the world to read can this be love can this be feeling can this be from GOD above my thoughts of Jesus as a blind man making medicine for eye cant see eye cant dance or love the frustration that is eye the smallest function serves as fodder for mye mudder where is ewe where is she at when phil colins swatted that butterfly on you tube eye thought he got sick and then he stopped drumming and then he almost stopped walking and eye thought that GOD had smote him but non non no he is GOing BAck now Bob Dylan said eye can only be myself who ever that was whoever eye am which android am eye now number three or seven which person may eye become eye should have been the charlax hope the comic making laughts on stages in the desert of nirvana lost in traces of the tracks of james dean carry me home sing off key songs hold a cigar ashes to ashes to charlaxes benny was an idiot and he made all them zillions where is rochester now new york or new england where paris is there is rooftops sidewalks richfolks standing up standing downwind of charlax in the petitefoggrass minding business of his poetry the chain of command works only iff everyone is working they pass that buck they get the dough or the young bambi one but no one gets the granddaddy of them all used up his participles danggling

 

Saturday, April 24, 2010

24facebook7

24facebook7
once upon the time of man and twice upon the arm of GOD there came upon the internet of them they conspired to make an army up of robots unsuspected on the public eye became the undercover man on facebook private eye found them nano bots and oiled them in the can they had the vouchers for the millennium used up and wiped off the side of all the accounts were gone ex see you tree hide behind the all eye all eye all in free metaltarsisbendoralloy mechanism failed go back to profile page the poems are going very well but the movie is always one that eye have seen before the ending well in hand when eye get home again eye leave at the part where eye came inn what is that on my wall what have you people done while eye was gone it looks like sin like ice like something big has been chagrin the lever pulled the function over now the robots come dismantle eye the robots won the eye is dry ice is formed on legs of wall the home page lost in falderal the melting pot of ice cascaded down her tisket is her tasket its in her green and yellowed basket just incase she asks it was as cold on facebook as a well diggers last brass witches list of friends she exes them to make room for the five thousand loaves and fishes she reels inn for facebook

Friday, April 23, 2010

23 p PhilosophersStone

23 p PhilosophersStone
Somewhere lost in time there was lots of poets there in time was lots of poets where in time there was lots of poets there. They went to the Obelisk of Poetry. It was found at the Anchient Library near the field of flowers. It was made of lead back when. It was made of dread. They stood inside the field of flowers there in April 1595 they fried like eggs inside the field of flowers there in April there in 1595 them poets cried. They screamed out poetry in one huge burst of the final try. ROSES aer read. Violets aer never blue for they all get read too. In books and volumes of our golden POETRY and when they yelled this golden word they cried out at the same time cried. Obelisk of dread stayed lead. They wailed they read poems they drank water from the Styx. They tried again they failed to turn it over to the GOld. They used the incantations in the book of poetry from old. They waved the magic at the sky as they had all been told. But not one poet could turn the tower into gold the Tower made of lead stayed lead. There is where the poets died they died there one by one in fields of flowers near the tower made of lead they stayed there dead for they attempted fate they tried to turn the lead into the gold to make the first Philosophers Stone.

Thursday, April 22, 2010

22 days of poems April

22 days of poems April

Vulcan

God help me

Volcano

Eye walked as nearly to the top of the slope the camera long past worry what eye sought was some Nirvana from the Holy Ghost the clouds were billowing forth some distance from the slope the swan could have been black to me the shape was facelike in this cloud of ash like Jesus in some hellish misting. What eye lost in photographic lenses could not admire me as this face to face encounter with this Mother Earth at birth at last. The silver of my suit was blackened by the ash the silicon face shield cost a fortune made of heat resistance glass. The filters were all plugging eye had to leave to run to last. Before eye left the face of GOD his Jesus his own Son was there looking down as iff he found a bug on there the side of this volcano was his Vulcan come to watch eruption. The supersuit kept me from feeling heat but not the dread. Eye walked past the camera tripod was just dripping ash eye flipped my visor down to make it darker just in time the hill exploded past the eye was moving faster.

Eyjafjallajokull in Iceland. Eye had to plug the suit into the side of the trailor almost at a dead run the sun was gone the sky was nearly covered by the swan was there in blackened wings of dead decay. Eye could hear the devil say eye killed Pompeii the very same way. Etna and MOunted Saint Helenes. Eye remember the archangel archaeologists finding things at Pompeii like horses intact wearing full dress battle armor but no one has suggested it was fighting brought down lavae. Lave erupts UP not falling from the sky the fire from heaven bringging judgemeant come from GOD. This stuff comes up then falls back down. Coming from below a much and differant source was Satan there in the sky in this disguised as this Black Swan? Eye turned too fast and disconnected my self had to hurry inside and get undressed eye grimaced into the faceplace opaque was all eye saw.

Wednesday, April 21, 2010

21

21

You just might be a homeless
bye JeffCharlaX
iff you say you aint you might be a homeless
cause aint aint in the dictionairy
aint is not even a good contraction
never say aint to a englais teachor
or you might be a homeless
when you go to the store parking lot and grab a shopping cart and push it around start filling it up you might be a homeless
when you get up in the mourning and turn over the bed to drain it off you just might be a homeless
iff you think that songs on the radio are only there for you
you just might be a homeless
iff you cant pass a phone without checking the slot for change you just might be a homeless
iff you carry all your wordly goods in a cardboard box
you might be a homeless
 your socks wont match each other
your pants have pants down under
you have three layers of shirts that sweat
you wear several differant sizes of caps of wool
you wear overs and unders over overs
you change clothes only iff its raining
your bike tires are two differant sizes
your jacket has dumpster stuff all over
you keep food in a plastic zip locked baggy
 you place lemon slices under your arms
your bike seat cover is the cover off an iron
iff you do any or all of these things with gusto
you just might be a homeless
iff you swallow your food instead of chewing it
you just might be a homeless
and the last thing eye can think off
for every poem hath an ending
iff you decide not to be a bank robber
you just might be a homeless
 
 
 
 

 

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

20daysofpoetrypoempoems

20daysofpoetrypoempoems
TheLetter
PrivateHiceE3FirstClass
reminisce
It was the worst time eye can remember all the rain the men were turning graves were leaving bones the diggers left them bones on top and ran to shelter was a poncho given by a Major in the service trying to help a grunt to score you see eye was on the firing line to hit the targets for a scoring they were testing me. The thing made a surface and eye hit every target there eye cried when eye missed them only three eye took my eyeglasses off and wiped them too late for eye to see they made me marksman there was a note.ed on the paper said you only missed three targets to add them up to expert sorry. It was the rain as eye am a very good shott you must remember all them days before the rain was good the targets down the range fell down. Eye placed the Majors Poncho on the corner of my bed was made eye bounced a quarter off the blanket then hopped onto the thing to read the answered mail call that day had finally came. The Letter said : ed.note.ed (this is all eye can remember of what she wrote so smitten was eye smote) you are a soldier now and she said it with a smile and eye have no need of a soldier as a lover you are now just incomplete Dear John dear charles you cant come home to love. SO sad a thing so sad it kept me drunken in my beers for far too many days and years have lost the will to live its over when they give them Dear John letters to them men. Eye had all sorts of plans to fight the past it disappeared in one small minute of an afternoon. They all get married in June. They all send them Dear Johns a letter in April. Monsoon. Rain is falling tears of Angels. Landing on them inked words in them Dear John Letters.

Monday, April 19, 2010

NINEteenPoemsAprilisPoetryToday

NINEteenPoemsAprilisPoetryToday
Tyeraid
There is rules in life. There is rules. You do not advertise free wifi then get mad when someone brings in a computor to your coffee shoppe. Who the elf are you. You do not like looks. SO WHAT. You do not like free things at all you are in business you say. SO WHAT. You need a new business to be in. There is a reason no one swims the dogs in the pool at the recreation center. Iff you take your dog into the pool you will both be arresstted imPOUNDed and jailed. You go into a coffee shop you order a cup of joe you pay the full price and tax you sit. You open your computor now it is just time to go ??? NO. non. This is not acceptable to eye or lots of other patrons of this free wifi connection. Eye am only purchasing your coffee eye am not buying time. Braggart Preacher. The man was Billy Graham like a cracker like a preacher killing time. GOD is money money is our GOD. The congregation says amen tossing hundread dollar bills at him. Lifting people from the burdens taking poor and homeless people to your jail can kill them when you find the stable they was inn. 

mye namme is not bogo

but and iff it was bogo

eye the clown of bogo land

would run the filthy town crier down

and step upon this fithy street

with bogo down between mye feet

and sleep with bogo in between

the supper and the dog run

and there my skunk will live again

when flies come back from bogo land

solitaire

select game pick auto play deal move a few try to get them all unelected unselected money pays for home you are stuck select game auto play deal move the cards try no money means a bum you are stuck

facebook
Sorry, the contents of this thread are temporarily unavailable.Thankzx facebook eye did not need them fingernails that long now is the time for all good men to get on the donkey and ride him again ??? who who who WAS it mabe the message before it is a clue ??? but iff it is them why is it still there and iff its the one after why is it still there who sent this and why is it unavailable ??? oh my god


 


 

Sunday, April 18, 2010

EighteenthpoemTheSMile(revisited)

EighteenthpoemTheSMile(revisited)

 The SMILE

Her SMILE

She Placed her self into a picture frame a picture smiles where the sun does shine.
For it just survives.  Her best fit was in our allotted time.
NO one knoes that she and eye exist except the ONE that loves me;
and these the ones that HE gives me,  to bring me love.
The daughter caught the mother eye into the sun she smiled for eye she smiled for mee.  
A picture captures love but cannot convey or contain it.
Exception happens when the one who poses smiles.
The one who L()()ks must never frown.
The love eye have for ewe is in YOUR smile and now your smile is in mye eye.
On the making of a poem ed.note.ed no one but the Author and his lover ever get the meaning of a poem no one but the sister new found not the old one way back home she can see it in the smile no one but the daughter and the mother and the editor and the author and the reader reading meaning minion and yes sister ever understanding just what eye meant from poet eye. Eye could see mee in your smile.


EighteenthpoemTheSMile(revisited)

EighteenthpoemTheSMile(revisited)

 The SMILE

Her SMILE

She Placed her self into a picture frame a picture smiles where the sun does shine.
For it just survives.  Her best fit was in our allotted time.
NO one knoes that she and eye exist except the ONE that loves me;
and these the ones that HE gives me,  to bring me love.
The daughter caught the mother eye into the sun she smiled for eye she smiled for mee.  
A picture captures love but cannot convey or contain it.
Exception happens when the one who poses smiles.
The one who L()()ks must never frown.
The love eye have for ewe is in YOUR smile and now your smile is in mye eye.
On the making of a poem ed.note.ed no one but the Author and his lover ever get the meaning of a poem no one but the sister new found not the old one way back home she can see it in the smile no one but the daughter and the mother and the editor and the author and the reader reading meaning minion and yes sister ever understanding just what eye meant from poet eye. Eye could see mee in your smile.


Saturday, April 17, 2010

POP

POP
Quiz soda dad atop box eye goes the weasel corn tunes eye art up overs zitz bubblez gum ears tart drops wait have you ever heard of pop drops this is the sixty four dollar question for DAY Seventeen of April poetry. Eye struggle like a lower case dog to ebony ivory keys. What is a pop drops. Each little segment of a tootsie roll is called a pop drop. Now you knoe. Pop drops is a whole bunch of them in one package each segment is a smaller version of the whole roll. Bet ewe did not knoe. LIke those donut holes they still sell them a wad of dough. Pop hole. NO. non. Eye can not find a pop hole that rhymes. YOu would not be able to POP a hole as it seems the antithesis of a hole to be popped. A pophole is an English word or pop-hole is a woodworking word neither one is rhyming now. Pop Hold. This is a bastardeyezation of a word meaning all sorts of things but not American. Upp. POP text. PoP can be a beep on redial. Skype is calling. Facebook sent another message to your phone. Beep. POP. The driver grabbed his headset and screamed all the way threw three lanes of heavey traffic just to stop to get the message it was beeping it was popping upp. Auld Lang Syne >..< OH SIR was all it said. CharlaX came to facebook thread today.
POP on POP off POP on POP off pop pop pop. POP open like the cave of Ali Baba in the Sumerian Desert a slim to none crack in the rock wall of them hangging Gardens of Babylon. Cucumber is hangging there. Just waiting breathelessley for Poem maker to come dine. It is my nickle it is my time. POP

Friday, April 16, 2010

SIXteenDayshasApril

SIXteenDayshasApril
Suffering Succotash
Censorshippe is a dead horse naying. The first thing you must do to survive this world system is to ignore it and do what you must only do survival. INterstate Commerce. There is pipes laying in ditches from Bangor Maine to Maine Florida and back again they weld them with sticks taken from the back of trucks from Maryland. The pipe has come from Spain the water that will flow is from the River Styx. Suffering Succotash. The money from the revenue of truck drivers mostly does not reach the thuroghfare of main street dining halls they empty out at happy hour no one watching mincing dancing men whom came from San Francisco ponchoes at the ready eye while norsemen with flex steel expose the trucks while full of garden hose sometimes make it to the highway off of main a few more blocks away they unload it in the alleyway. Boxes full of suffering succotash stashed behind the forklift there in rows to be unloaded at the grocery. Came from Old Mexico. The sky is dripping oranges from FLorida and New York has them now in temperature. Rubber is from Firestone. Gasoline from texted asian lands. Markets linned with video cameras to catch them bandits up from Argentina land. Cuba sends cigars and cigerettes from Camel land. LLama leavings from IraQ open signals come Iran to Maine again. The Jigg is upp the Die is cast the worm is turning over a new leaf at last the truck is stopped not out of fuel but out of time the driver fast inside. The Company on the side of the truck went out of Business in 1979 the tags say Oklahoma they look suspiciously like a truck rental moving company like Budget rent a truck he cant be serious where do they get this stuff why do they park these things near me. Suffering Succotash. His reefer is no diesel his time is now his own the trailer it is long and nothing frozen in the hold the refrigerator silent in his new found parking zone. When the troppers putt him on the scales it reads. And then they sniff the cloud of dust formed from the baling deep in side the truck is hidden in the packing they was carefull to have lots of it they tear the labels from the locking pinns are gone. SHOCKED. Suffering Succotash. They find a note. Scrawled with perfect hand is just a URL hastily drawn with my own pen it says http://www.poetrypoem.com/charlax7 go read this poem then meet me soon in Jesus Heaven. Suffering Succotash. Survival again. SIXteenDayshasApril.

 

Thursday, April 15, 2010

FIFteenth Day Of April FLower Power P...


FIFteenth Day Of April FLower Power Poetry
"The minute I heard my first love story, I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was. Lovers don't finally meet somewhere, they're in each other all along." ~Rumi~
all along the watchtower is a song but its a love story too for ewe must climb them ladder rungging wet she works too hard
 Climb the rung, Ladder. Tote that barge, Bale. Batton down them latches, Batches. Open up them swales. Straddle the barb , Wire. Straddle the wire, Fence. Straddle the ladder rung sweat and get wet and get down Oo0o0o0o0o get down o0o0oo0o dance with me bababay lamb. <e oh wait. This is meant. Its gonna be a love poem. For YOU. Stone ground heart of mine is flesh of love she changed me into man from worm of hate has turned the earth revolving daily sin is gone in taking love it changed me back into some one has love she makes the world go round the plain is there with grassy hideaways in future where our love will meet someday will come someday this boy will be a man again and love her in her arms all time has stopped to them in love with her and him again. April showers bring May flowers may this May and June be only thine mye flower love. Creativity is squealched in this manner by louts. Deal the cards. Wait. Says Poetboy. Let me tell you my secret to winning. They all smile at him impatiently then they all frown in a hurry up manner. Deal the cards. They say . They all say this at the same three times. He says patiently and slowly so they can GET IT
so they will all understand it perfectly he says in English : Play the card game as iff you are dealing the cards back into the deck they way they came out. (there is a stunned silence in this room). Deal the cards. They say. One by one they smile and play the card game each man is secretly playing his cards as iff they are being dealt back into the deck the same way they came out. Poetboy smiles.

Wednesday, April 14, 2010

DayFourteenOFAprilPoetry

DayFourteenOFAprilPoetry
Cleveland Poets
Yes this is my cleveland poem. Burroughs Borsenik Brooks Landis G(O)ttL~ eye cant make that squirrely thing (lolzx)
over the (O) hio Smith and Charles Bukowski ??? wait Charles Wildermire Chesnutt was a writer in Cleveland he did enliven them. Anne Frank ley mye dear eye dont give a frank. Him it was him. A prolific author, CharlaX Millhouse Chesnutt wrote thousands of poems, hundreds of short stories, and six novels, eventually having over 60 books in print. Wait eye have only less then 2000 now but eye am only 55. Still eye quail at 60 books how long did men back then still live. (reprints of poetry). "I think I must write a book. I am almost afraid to undertake a book so early and with so little experience in composition. But it has been a cherished dream, and I feel an influence that I cannot resist calling me to the task. . . . The object of my writing would be a poetry anthology of CharlaXANdroidOneSeven.
--CharlaX Wilheim Chesnutt, journal, May 1980
 Basically and basically baskets can be made bye hand. Eye could sell them with poems attached like yahoo pictures. The mind is a terrible thing to waist is 34 cause eye wear more then one pants at a time is of the essence is flea powder. Hair is worn out under hat the wool eye wear takes care of that the hat is back up top of head in layers cause snow gets wet when melts there. Services labeled free aer never expected to be that or this not free they want a kiss at least they want a sigh. Plugged in being a consumerial contractual tax paying citezan kane. At least sales tax representative there is three pennies given every coffee cupped day. Two pennies for the Driver of the Charon Barge. One pennie left for eye. State and Local no mercenary no charity. @ McDonalds. Do they have them there in Cleveland. ? sigh
 

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

Snibbish

 Snibbish
For Day Fourteen of April
 NOt the snob but the snibbish the way they overlook the worm they avidly pounce on others but ognore the one that learns. Had you a letter on your sweater it would have not been burned. As now eye must go prove my love by playing solo in the muck puddled on the ground eye let it lie and shott. Women kiss the air near the cheeky. They wave the hand backwards in non commital dissmissal. They might allow a man to love but it would never occur to them to get him atrophy all bye themselves the dress stays on the hem is torn. Age of school in session nothing occurs to them but messing running in the land escaping jumping off to show his prowess to the girls was laughing at him treating this old man to whacking they told him to beat me up he looked like he was starting to throw up they have that slim too none is there no sassafrass back there a boy is not a man a man should have some kind of meat inside them pants. He is right to look that way he has no father he has no mother he has two girls who try to destroy him his self worth is sex his life is a cotext message from the places they must hide to dance. Eye cutt offed mye beard is gone its laying on the hill outside the tent eye resemble more mye picture now on facebook so there it stays no need to make replacemeant. UNder locking read this lion as iff it was no one is talking Cleveland OH my god is there in lala land they read the poem to the air. While CharlaX makes his non existant cell phone call to Jesus there in Isreal Hello this is Ronald McDOnald land is this Jesus ? and Jesus says Oye Vey yon Snibbish while CharlaX nods his head and says okay. ANd Robots try again to place the call. Read the fine printted law. Snibbish.

Monday, April 12, 2010

Twelveth Day of Aprileth

Twelveth Day of Aprileth
Drafty by WordySWorthington
 
I wandereth lonethumb has this cloud
above the snow lines
That float on high rilles o'er vales and hills,
on wings of turtle doves
When all at once I saw a crowded hillside,
a bunch of skunks
A host of white stripes, of black furry creatures;
Beside the streaming, beneath the tree of aging,
Fluttering and dancing in the wafting smell oh my god that odour.

Continuous as the eyes that shine
And pissing on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a hayfield trampling all them mice in way:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves of amber grains beside them wilted at advance, but they
Out-did the sparkling leaves did weep at smell of cats;
A poet could not be but gay and very handsome man,
In such a jocund buzzard company!
I sniffed—and gagged—but little thought of smell had penetrated brain
What wealth the show of all them kitty buzzard skunks to me had brought:

For oft, when on my side of tent I lie
In vacant or in sniffing mode,
They flash upon that inward eye of love them most
Which is the blissters of the solitude of nose;
And then my heart with pleasure fills the lungs,
And silences the coughing choking charlax withe his skunks.

 


 


Sunday, April 11, 2010

Day Eleven

Day Eleven
Religious Poem
There should be a free internet signal for the masses like ether button to get the internet without paying like a spirit come down from the sky to dwell with me in laptop places iff they cant make one giant signal make a lot of localized small ones in every town we visit instead of going to MaCDonalds Playground every time. The bum walks to the park and finds a plug he hits the ether button and is suddenly on gmail he tells his girlfriend he is still alive. This can be done with a cell phone by paying them money but old homeless cannot. Public Libraries have redefined the Right to Privacy act by acting outside the legal definitions. You have never had the right to invade anyones privacy especially a (so called ) free (sic) internet signal you have given to my laptop. QuestionIP address is blocked with a filter is it illegal for a Library to do this? The Public Library has filtered my computor for ADULT Content I am contending it should be illegal. It also ruined my facebook photographs and notes. Photo Albums and things went haywire. Iff you do not like what eye am viewing do not view it but do not tell me what eye can view on my own private laptop computor. Where does friendship begin and hate stop. Should eye unfriend all my friends on facebook because they are not homeless? Because they will never understand that eye like the smell of a skunk near my bed it makes me feel safe from harm of any kind. We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created less then equal to this administration, that they were not ever endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable rights, that among these are life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness no you may not have this. That to secure these rights, governments are instituted among men, among them the Americans deriving their just powers from the consent of the governed. That whenever any form of government becomes destructive to these ends, it is the right of the people to alter or to abolish it,  such as the power of the admistration of a local Library and to institute new government, laying its foundation on such principles and organizing its powers in such form, as to them shall seem most likely to effect their safety and happiness. Prudence, it is time to smurf anon and govern thyself away from the Public Lieberry. Too this end we seek a better signal. AMEN.

Saturday, April 10, 2010

HOmelessMEssedKItt

HOmelessMEssedKItt
DAY TEN of APril
Whirlyfritzerglomeratialsilverplater poem # ??? Zappersunlimited.com. We have developed without any outside help a HOmeless How Too Cook Book. We will send you this Booklett free of charge when you order our new HOmelessMEssedKitt at 49.99p per each one is sold seperatley in a Brown Lunch Bag or send us 52.22p and get the Deluxemburg model # 0 which is nothing more then a box with a lid usually a cardboard box that something came in.
Ah but inside this wrapper underneathe the lidd is pair of dice and wait yes two empty aluminum cans. YOU poor wretched homeless creature can now spend several hours a day boning die. YOu can dip water from a puddle with one can and heat it up to boil them easter eggs in the other one wont last long and so you may have to switch them both around at least oncet or twiced. Iff you are in Cleveland (omg) or Ohio may GOD help you all and please add the Homeless taxes to your purchase can be made at our NEW neon colored website Zappersunlimited.com. oh wait. President Whirly is shaking his hoary head. There is not a new website its the same old one with a new backgrounded of neon. Whatever. The Bored of Directorshippe of New York has stated that most Blind People are now homeless also. Order today and we will place a pair of broken sunglasses into your homeless box absolutely free of charge non we can not add it to the sack. Thats how they got broken in the first placed. We had to collapse both cans are flat take your index finger get it in them holes on top come on you can do it now work them cans out until they will hold water again we are sorry this is the only way some of you have ( to filture water) the canal is still there iff you can cut or cross them fences. TheHOmelessMEssedKittCookedBook
(your copy is in the bag) free
 HOmelessHOwTOoCOokBOok
open aluminun cans with finger
restore them to where they will hold water
go get water
make a fire
(ognore this in UpperStateNewYork)
boile water
add eggs
now you can eat Easter again
play dice
have a great day old homeless one
This was stolen from the desk of President Whirly of Zappersunlimited.com.

 

Friday, April 9, 2010

BuzzardPhoned

BUzzardPHoned
 
Dedicate eye this to Mel Griffin
Day NINE of April Poetry Challenged
Whirlyfritzerglomeratialsilverplater poem #873674
We here at Zappersunlimited.com appreciate the fact that you women can never find your phones. Cell phones that is. Just add the new redial to your Brand New Buzzard Phone with Thundar Screaming option. This option is only available for a short time until the Government of several countries takes us back to court again to make us stop selling this. Redial the phone at the last place you think you may have lost it then hit the Thundar Screaming option button. The best thing to do then iff it works is hold your hands up over your ears and wait for it to stop then search the general location where you heard the Screaming Thundar is only on this phone the Brand New Buzzard Phone. NOT SOLD in Germany. Buzzard Phone is sold for 99$$pp.xx everywhere but Germany. Get them in the ALpine places. Readthesmallprintfornowarrentyexpressedorimpliedohthiswasit. The Screaming Thundar Option Button can be added for an extra amount determined by the black market person you are dealing with. We are a candy company. Thats Tandem you idiot. Wait. Eye lost my cell phone in the bottom of the tent when eye hit the added Screaming Thundar Option Button it blew off the bottom of the hill. Remember Mel each Item is still sold seperately. YOu can not add our button to another phone neither can you buy the phone without the button OH wait oh yes you can. Sorry mye mistake. Secret word for Arg sustantivo entina. Sir Ronald Plence is the Treasurer he is the richest man in New York City. He is my Monkies Uncle. Not really ewe. Eye work for Whirly.

 

Thursday, April 8, 2010

TreatiseofROBOTLINESpoem


TreatiseofROBOTLINESpoem
first a message from charlax sponser
 The smell is somewhere south of terpentime and north of Omaha, on the timeline heading west just east of where it was once. When eye began to write RobotLines the poem eye decided to dispense with the normal modus operandi. Eye did not try to make a shape poem this is not supposed to look like a robot to eye. But as unto a short choppy syntax to emulate the lines. Marching lines like Army men. The idea is to stimulate the women who love me. She knoes who she is. The lines of men were marching off too war too eat too robot by the score they line them up to embark upon them buses and they take away them radios unless they are going to a firefight then they let them play them loud nothing really matters much inside a duffle bagged. Lines is what eye wrote lines like robot lines. Eye hope this clears them up. Thank you all for reading this and liking this on facebook. Wait the butcher the baker the undertaker. EYE am the candlestick maker.

Eight Days Of April

Eight Days Of April
 
eye was ai only child true story ewe this old man picks up sticks he got eight up on his plate when eye went innside the City Market store eye was noticing the basket cause it was in the middle of the aisle where there was no one there the thing looked forlorn and abandoned just waiting like a bizzaro bird to be plucked away from love the woman on the aisle was there she told me plainly the cart does not belong to me but so what said eye the carts belong only to the store the young men working there cared nothing for the thing at all they chafted at this old gray headed man telling them anything at all it came to me they was trying to catch a thief they mabe planted a dummy purse and cell phone in that cart just like in real old life you get old every day you did your time and then its over its time to go thats just life thats how it comes the end after the starting gun the race is fixed the thief is caught but eye won eye turned it in eye told on them they said it has been like this for a very long time grasshodder old man and eye left and noticed the cart was no  longer there all proud of self all happy that eye had won escargo out the door but wait this twist of fate they swept me out with the cardbored lines of food in the cheaper bins are gone there is none and so when eye asked for a Rain Check she said OH NO you can not have this stuff free it is already marked down to non existant ???today eye decided to no more be a customer on the floor swept past the door and gone away.

Wednesday, April 7, 2010

FacebookParoday#Seven

FacebookParoday#Seven
refresh the page so you can make a comment eye
when a facebook ad asks you to attend or not attend or a mabe attend and you do not like that ad and then you hit will NOT attend they send the ad back later on your home page with a simple ask like or dont like iff you hit the like underneathe the ad forgetting now what the ad was about it sends back the original is now there again on home page asking you to attend or not attend that is the question the smallest gesture makes the mouse pad faint so ewe go and make a comment on a thread then see that thread a little later on the home page you notice quickly that your comment is not there it is just the news feed feeding it to you look back a little later and the comment will appear it is not magic or majic or mahic or malic (e). Aforethought. friends make comments and we try to make them belligerant enought to get them back in a time lee manor. there is lots of reasons there is overlying truth that makes people seem to be ignoring ewe today it may be that they are busily at home it may be that they simply dont have time to waste on reading trash talking poets in the thread it was sent it was in the inbox it was there in the chat box omg omg its no one there on facebook

Tuesday, April 6, 2010

SIXsecretSIXLouverSIX

SIXsecretSIXLouverSIX
WilliamShakesonDaySIX
SixPenceSpent
This is actually a poem bye ElizibethBaringBrown
XLII
'My future louver will not copy fair my past six spent cents'—
I wrote that once when not a farthing found; not thinking of my side a thorny spot of ground
My ministering life-angel ewe was justified
The word by this appealing look upcast my face my nose disgraced
To the white throne of God, eye turned at last,
And there, instead, saw Jesus near the ewe , not unallied
To angels in our souls! Then I, long tired of ewes headaches By natural ills, received the comfort fast, and a pocket full of sixppences While budding, at thy sight, my pilgrim's staff
Gave out green leaves with morning dews impearled. INdeed a full year past at mye faith house.
I seek no copy now of life's first half: we can not turn and enter womb of Mother drear
Leave here the pages with long musing curled up the ewe upon her divine divan,
And write me new my future's epigraph, with paper purchased with our new sixpences
New angel mine, the ewe unhoped for in the world! We rule with all the sixpence we can hurl at churl both men and women.
 

Monday, April 5, 2010

HIGHfive

HIGHfive
It is of no concern of mine iff you need to hang ten and high five. Made me laugh with a mouth full of soda. Spewed it out laughing that looks so funny on a television screen but not on a laptop all over the thing. Eye slapped my thigh that was a real knee jerker as well as tossing up all mye cokkies on the keyboard. Makes this seem differant dudinit, you. Laught so hard eye wept mye pants. Went blind from the people taking pictures of the birthday eye did not have any warning they just started shooting eye can still see them bright shiney stars. Not sure iff a warning would have helped much most people just nod the head and keep on trucking doing what they do no a warning would not have helped me much eye would have nodded to be polite and kept on seeing what eye was doing whay me. Whay does this things only happen unto eye? They took the happy little children outside into the playground and eye am slowly recovering mye sight. Noise in the public eye. Why is it acceptable to yell and let them little people yell in a public place what ever happened to being led to believe we was supposed to be quiet there in public placed. Add to this my normal Holiday depression in the way of rudeness. Makes me glad to leave eventual. Eye will let the scream door slap me in the behind on the way out of Colorado. What makes this poem good leave changes until the morrow make them all in April. HIGHfive.

Saturday, April 3, 2010

Afterlife

Afterlife
The end of life WILL come what then ? Remember the starting gun ? The life was made refreshed and gone. What do we do then before the throne ? Before we get our wings. Men and even women walk them streets of golden no wings will then be needed no wings of silver or of gold. Trust Jesus. Eternity is a long time to live is better then to die. To rule in That lake of Fire and Brimestones is for the Devils that will always be there. The servants of the Lord will someday rule in Heaven. Place no stone near where you lay my head or nowhere near mye body then. There is no way eye want to be remembered here. No salutes. No decoration boots. Mye livery will be delivery. Mye life will be up there. Up Yonder like all the songs says. For the Lord will change my body and purify mye soul. The people is nice and the coffee is 155p McDonalds had a ringer a man with a Dell laptop just like mine he was doppleganger with no hair upon his head. News is spiffy today eye am inn a new internet cafe. Heaven is near at hand a BlackViolet at mye elbow and a hot connection in mye hand. The Italian flavor not sweeten coffee not booze okay??? thankzx you minions for concerned for eye. AfterDeath is AfterLife.

onetoo

onetoo
one two buckle mye belt
three four move the computor to the door
five six pick up the belt pouch next
seven eight get the black bag straight
nine ten off to town again
eye do this every day
to make the poems that we
love to line the cages of the birds upon
them crows you keep to make you sleep
the later then you think it was
the air is all eye need to fly

Friday, April 2, 2010

RudeApriledOne

RudeApriledOne
It all started when eye was born. The DOctor said my lipps was wrong. That is just sick and wrong he said then slapped my last thing out but hit mye cheeks instead. He saw that eye had turned around to go back inn. He said he was sorry he had to use those forceps things to get me out of there again. Its okay MOther is dead she will never read this anyway. A man at Mcdonalds not understanding whay this old gray head man was in his play area for children there said "weirdo" as iff that was not enought he said "weirdo" again he said it twicet. Some Mother down the line said What is that OLD MAN doing back here ??? as iff it was a crime. Eye utilize the free wifi connection there is a plug in there for my Dell Laptop they act like they do not knoe what a computor does or is for this old man plans on doing his thing now for one solid month this is poem two of the April poem a day challenge. There will be 30 or 31. The rude they was number two was the boy and girl stepped up on the sidewalk to play with this old man was coming faster now on bicycle. The rude is that they deliberate got up there in the way expecting me to crash this bicycle thing or get out of THERE way eye closed mye eye and hang on and yelled them over get out of mye way. It was horrible near missed the miss. The boy was angry eye could tail. He wanted to cream mye puff. Oh well. There is lots of things in world called gobbelygook. Mispeak and misstalk. NO appealing remarks resembeling terminating resignations severance payed is gone. Like this number two April is Poetry Month day two poem.


Thursday, April 1, 2010

MaundyThirsty

MaundyThirsty
Its Maunday Thursday. "Wash mye feet replace the socks with meat leave the dime a tip", he said it with a smile like lisp. "Its not Monday", she replied. She went on to say "my yesterday was Wandsday" and she is not thirsty. "Eye am not a dime", she said it strong. "Dont you call me a dime." (Dame) Edna. "Its the Last Supper anyhow", he said it with a smile like twist. "Oh no she cried we will eat again." "We are not pagan." "We can eat anything cause we are Christian." "Eggs and eggs and more eggs cause that Bunny Hopped around." Christian apology for paroday. "Let me have mye way with you mye Dear", he said it with a smile so clear. And when the Rabbit died the Lord was born. (Inn many poor tenements and outhouses). Mandatum is where we get Mandate from and datum is where we get data from and we get plenty data from a Mandate dont we minions. You took an oath they cried but there is no money in the pledge box we cry. Eye can raise my arm and pledge a lot but paying is something else come what may come what might be a hard thing to accomplish sometime. There is eggs in all mye pocketses. "Let me marry ewe and make an honest woman out of ewe" he said it with a smile so broad. She said, "my Husband already did that when he gave me our wedding band." "What kind of band did play at your wedding," he said it with a smile and also said he was thirsty. "A soap box with a derby on some spoons and one guy tarred." "We have some wine to share its grape for you and white for eye." "He cried." He said it with a smile with all that egg upon his facebook page he cant delete he cant erase and so he cried there for a while a aaa large disgrace." On MaundyThirsty day in April.