Who Are You, Passing Thru?

Who Are You, Passing Thru?
17 Nov 2015

Wind, where are you going?
You came for a visit today.
Wind, why are you blowing?
You came, but didn’t stay.
You danced the leaves all around,
Touching everything exposed outside,
Then left the leaves all over the ground.
Such an irresponsible, messy joyride.
After gusting all day, you departed.
Where on earth did you go?
Where and how did you get started?
Wind tell me, I want to know.

Estuary Sanctuary

My muse has me channeling the blues.


Estuary Sanctuary
17 August 2014

Let me tell you what happened,
Share my story, if you're willing.
While over visiting a friend
We were laid back, just chilling
When suddenly the cops busted in.
Somebody must have ratted on us.
A slimy traitor we trusted in
Turned all snitch and dishones'.
To me it was just a little toke,
Just a wee puff of weed.
To the cop it was no joke
Tho justice was miscarried.
I'm running from the law
In the state of Arkansas.

While visiting shirttail relations,
We started playing stud poker.
I thought I knew the regulations
Even tho my cousin's a known joker.
You know how the talk goes around
Dissing each other while gaming,
Trying to outdo each other's putdown.
A misunderstanding led to my framing.
Now I'm on the lam
In the land of Alabam.

In the region of rice and beans
I found refuge in New Orleans.
In that jazzy city
Finally somebody had pity.
There among the Cajun queens
Using cagy ways and means,
My hard efforts do the trick
To make a living by sucking dick.

Right Way Overnight Stay

Right Way Overnight Stay

6 February 2012

There's a smile on my face

And joy deep in my heart.

All day thru at my place

My thoughts get a kick start

Recalling to my mind

The recent visit with you.

Lounging around, inclined 

To taking our sweet time to 

Talk of this or that event,

Letting me acertain

That our time in retirement

Is pure gravy train.

I say thanks again for 

The omission of formality

And the pleasant ardor

Of gracious hospitality.

Machinist, Poet and Watchmaker

Machinist, Poet and Watchmaker

26 May 2011

A machinist and a poet lived lived by the sea

And they were as comfortable as they could be.

The machinist had dealings with a watchmaker

This time the way the monies went was a deal breaker.

The machinist and poet went to see if he was a true blue friend

Or if he would prove to be a villain in in the end.

A visit to the watchmaker’s was very telling

Because voices were quickly raised to yelling.

In case affairs turned to disorder

The machinist wore a voice recorder.

The watchmaker finally threw a raging temper fit

But returned some items for the machinist’s benefit.

For justice the machinist filed in small claims,

Return of property or monetary value were his aims.

The watchmaker counter filed for a change of venue

Hoping to set a precedent or save himself revenue.

After going to a different hall and space

Finally, a commissioner heard the case.

The change in venue was denied.

So the watchmaker greatly sighed.

First the machinist told his version of events

With the poet giving testimony augments.

Next the rambling watchmaker told his side

Presentations unaligned meant somebody lied.

The machinist got a final say,

Then came the judgement of the day.

Damages were awarded to the machinist

And the watchmaker reacted at his meanist.