You never wreck my to go box When I leave you in the car When we’re at the puppy park You never stray too far You learn new tricks At nine clock ticks I don’t know how you do it, bro You’re so dang cute You play the flute? I gave that up so long … More An Ode to Mr Baxter
This is gonna be sort of a “duh” thought piece, but it needs to be said nonetheless. The title of this article speaks for itself. And its gonna be a short one. I got the idea to write this thanks to our beloved Mitch McConnell, who just c-blocked America from getting higher Covid relief payments. … More Actions Speak Louder Than Words
Don’t you get it yet? I’m not doing this for me I’m doing this to redefine the notion to be free Why you think these poems I ink I post without a ©️? I don’t care I’m well aware They can be stolen or could be thieved Because to me The more they read The … More I’m Well Aware & Do Not Care
Some may find it strange, how I built this firing range, it houses all the darkness and emotions that I feel It’s closed to other guests because it’s where my conscience rests, I know in here there is no fear and everything is real The structures made of glass so I can see through at … More My Firing Range
Advertising (boobs) is arising I am always (puppies) recognizing Subtle messages (more boobs) in commercials And I don’t know (books) if I like it Stop trying (marshmallows) to trick me Or I’ll put you (dinosaurs) on my knee And I’ll spank you (Epstein didn’t kill himself) unmercifully The spanks will be (meerkats) so hard you’ll … More Subliminal Messages
Baxter, where’d you go? You were just here Now you’re like “no” It makes no freaking sense I thought that you were helping me with all this stuff I do How can I pay recompense? I just want you sitting here as I write these things, my dude! Please just come right back I’ll give … More Baxter, Where’d You Go?
I don’t care where you have been For your past, or any sin All that matters is right now and that you’re here with me today All the feelings now upon us You can tell me – just be honest I know I’ll feel the same no matter what you think you’ll say I’ve been … More Here
In the 10th grade my English teacher taught me very much Like how to read and write real good and grammar things and such But one thing that eluded me was how it always seemed to seem That she struggled with this word so much, she called a poem: “pweem” “What’s this” you ask? “What’s … More My Pweematry
Twas Edgar Allan Poe, you see Who said to her, “You know it’s me” “Oh yeah, how’s that?” “Come on girl, please” “Because you’ve read my poetry” A mystery, his ladder’s rung No one knew where this Poe hung But psst – a secret: the bards all sung *That pend’lums not all that he swung* … More Poe’s a Pimp
Am I crazy? Probably But let’s keep that ‘tween you and me Sure, I think – I think a lot I think and think and think and think and tie my brain into a knot Maybe I’m supposed to think about the things the news tells me Maybe I’m supposed to think about what gets … More Am I Crazy?
Here’s the problem, extended reach, no one wants to heed your preach Their minds are theirs, waking up, fine’ly drinking from this cup No one, ever, wants to be, told what things they should believe The dogmas real and we all feel, and nows the time to take our leave Thought is independent and if … More Elected Representatives
Perspective. It’s a well known concept, of course. After all, everyone’s heard the whole “forest from the trees” type thing. Yes, perspective. It really does matter. In fact, it matters a LOT, because without perspective, we’d all be trapped within our own tiny little boxes, just waiting to tell someone why we are right, and … More Perspective
It relieves to think things out How everybody gained their clout Well maybe not all of the crowd Just all the ones that they allowed Buying likes like it’s a game Admit it love, you’re all the same You act and you pretend to care But there is nothing ‘side of there You are empty, … More Influencer
FOUR SCORE! And seven years ago Hoover was the mover but there was Roosevelt, you know They were cool and strings were pulled Making a United States They had their fun and once ‘twas done They decided all your caps and rates Then they locked you into things they promised they could own up, right? … More The Pettysburg Address
Suns can set horizons high And yet we know, the time is nigh Drifting ever closer, near The things I’ve heard I can’t unhear There is always time and place You write things you want to erase Just to find the pencils broke What’s spoken always remains spoke If only it could go away If … More Lost
I know you’ve been there all this time I lost the rhythm to my rhyme I know you waited patiently To find myself – the me in me Please understand I give my hand I’m sorry I took it away I lost myself amongst this land There’s not much more that I can say There … More Amends
Twinkle twinkle, little star I fear you know not where you are When you’re in my world, it is quaint And we are all the things you ain’t Human law, it’s cool I guess But do not make us say digress Cause at that point, things won’t anoint And souls won’t make it to their … More Twinkle Twinkle
Though you are gone, I won’t forget For you are still among us, yet Whispering your wise old words As I sit listening, among the birds I look to you. Look up, you see? I stand before you on my knee Grateful for the words you gave On how to love, how to behave Tacitus, … More We Are One
So many people, right and left Thinking they’re so bright and deft If you know what’s played, the game You know that they’re all the same One says this Two says that Both wear the same tattered hat “Here’s what I think!” “Shut him out!” “He knows not what he speaks about!” Politicians posing poised … More Exposure
The path ahead, it’s new, you see Things needn’t be the way they seem They won’t remain as such for long For we can write our own birdsong Soothing leaves, they drift with ease They ride on every autumn’s breeze Gently gliding to the edge They are reborn upon the ledge Destinations, far unknown When … More Birdsong
