TheDRUMMER

TheDRUMMER

"HE is a DRUMMER,". The younger snikered. The Elder snorted, the girl tittered not "tee hee" but "titter" it sounds like a light flicker. The SandyMan said it again. "HE is a DRUMMER," this time he pointed at a man carrying a Guitar case slung on his back walking tword them with a long Western coat he was tuning that thing while he walked. His GUitar was a six string not his coat it had more then six buttons up. The younger said "its a guitar not a drum." The Hat was what looked like a wide Western Brim but it was black not leather or felt the color of the coat it matched the GUitar case as well. The Hat was like a Nickle Hat Flat on top like his Guitar was on his head pulled back to allow him to see what his hands was doing to them strings. As he walked and tuned he was humming. HE did three things as one thing he did three things all at once his case lay there open a $2.00 bill inside winking and asking for friends the chords sounding like rain; falling away as his VOice changed to a deep nasal twang he began to improvise, now the Hat was pulled forward to Masquarade his eyes as he sang : SUng to the Tune.
I saw a house boarded up
windows crack broken up
boarded up Sailors sing
Aye Dee Aye Day Aye Die
I saw a City hoarded up
City Crack broken up
boarded up Singers Sing
Aye Dee Aye Day Aye Die
Where were the men
Where were the men
Where were the men
HE was openly weeping as his voice trailed off then he tried again
When the looters and rapists
came to kill the survivors
of the storm when Katrina
killed the City of New Orleans
where were the men
where were the men
where were the men
Aye Dee Aye Day Aye Die
The SandyMan dropped into the case a Five $ bill, the Elder a TEN, the Girl a Friend for that $2 bill. The younger flipped in a nickel then checked it after it flipped inside to make sure it was not a slug then they left all satisified they had helped that Drummer survive. HE kept playing all night as it was not raining till the cold forced him off that sidewalk downtown to the inside. The wind blows downtown Main Street listen CLOSE. Can you hear :"wherewerethemen" inside the wind? TheDRUMMER.

ParodayonTurkeyDay

ParodayonTurkeyDay

There is very little confirmed information available on the life of William Shakespeare. Shakespeare researchers have inferred, with the help of some small obscure little evidence, that Shakespeare was provided basic education at the town's grammar school. SNicker. However, researchers have also concluded that Shakespeare never attended any university or institution of higher learning. YAYness. This lack of formal advanced education did not deter William Shakespeare from establishing himself as the world's greatest playwright. There is beauty in Shakespeare's language. A Paroday of CXVI Let me not to the marriage feast leave a morsel of Turkey upon them bones of true minds. Admit to no lies or impediments. Love is not love
Which alters potatoes to reassemble meat or when it alteration finds to eat,
Or bends with the remover to remove them bones from meat:
O, no! it is an ever-fixed mark of the beast,
That looks on plates at feasts and is never shaken;
It is the wishbone to every wandering bark,
Whose amount of intake is unknown, although his gross be taken thus. Love’s not a Turkeys fool, though rosy lips and cheeks behind the table push away
Within his bending elbows compass come;
Love alters not within his briefs later amid the leeks,
But waits it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error twas potatoes and neer was it eer meat, and upon me proff,
I never writ this Turkey Paroday, nor no man ever lov’d his meat.
William Thanksgiving.

Bee Itch

Bee Itch

Ess Hit me just now I was thinking of jealousy. The poor little man zerathruda in the ashes i have sackcloth for embellishemeant. I was wishing I could read ALOUD to all my facebook friends my poetry to make all the misspellings occur with regularity and you could here the way I mean the poem to bleed. There is only one thing certain before the final curtain they said Death and Taxes is certain. I say this as CharlaX the poet please remember that a fool tells everyone all over the world that he IS a fool. This is wisdom talking so listen. One thing will happen either it will get Better and they will change some things so that they WORK correct OR eithor they will not change nothin and make everything worse by making things not work correction is needed now NOW NOW in eubilation. YOU ba LAY shun.
IN Less then 10 years there will not be a free internet anywhere no COmputors available to any but paid for homeowners or PAID cafes for laptops. The Lieberry is almost extinct as an option for free people. He posts a zillion likes and has a thousand friends because his is bigger than mine (his computor at home) what did you think eye meant. In all the movies they stop after its over and have a ciggarette and then a shower. Message search is that middle button that rolls it scrolls up and it scrolls down it moves the page so you can find a message since the search boxes never work. Jealous is the wrong word animousity animosity is what is bother me. ANN a moss e tee. You must refresh the page three times in a row to see a new view or to get the place to go. (LINKS) show up only after the third refreshmeants. Make mine Coca Cola. More News at Eleven. THe snow is falling now all winter long i will just try to survive in the house that Faith in GOD has bought me time to write the prose that people love. Come back time after time and scratch my Bee Itch.

SOngFesteyeville

SOngFesteyeville

There is a house in New Orleans
When i was 15 years old i could play the organ solo
They call the Rising Sun
we did not knoe what a whore house was
back then we were too young
And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy
i had a farfisa organ once they repossesed it
cause i could not make the payments
And God I know I'm one
the only one the tailors son

My mother was a tailor
momma had a Singer sewing Machine
i drove her crazy and made her too nervous
every time she used it
She sewed my new bluejeans
yeah yeah yeah
My father was a gamblin' man
actually he was so tight he dropped a quarter once
and stepped on my little hand when i tried to pick it up
Down in New Orleans
I went there BEFORE the HUrricane and once after
I saw the damaged houses

Now the only thing a gambler needs
besides a bottle of drunk
Is a suitcase and trunk
we carryed the arkansas back packs
And the only time he's satisfied
satiaeted and full of hot dogs
Is when he's on a drunk
many people even the young boys
drank too much way back then

------ organ solo ------

Oh mother tell your children
this still applies today
Not to do what I have done
may GOd FOrbid them
Spend your lives in sin and misery
when I was old enought
i had plenty girlfriends
In the House of the Rising Sun
i always thought it was Japenese
Well, I got one foot on the platform
i walked down highway 95 in the pouring rain
The other foot on the train
always i was alone with my thoughts
I'm goin' back to New Orleans
someday
To wear that ball and chain
when monkeys fly

Well, there is a house in New Orleans
the NEW NEW Orleans after the clean up
They call the Rising Sun
im sure there is one there now
And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy
most definitely
And God I know I'm one
the only one the tailors son.

WallFloweRLoveR

WallFloweRLoveR

Give to me mye Wallflower girl. She was walking with her friend upon the Pathway Scorned the boys see only those receptively who have beauty of the momentary it takes a man to see a heart apart. Give to me mye loveR who sees me secretley kisses me who kisses me secretely she loves me in her heart. Give to me mye lady Married with a child a VIrgin in her heart she comes to me her Cupid after dark. Give to me the Stay at Home the FLowerAllAlone she does not dance. Her dance card it hangs on the RIbbon of the Bow no nammes listed as her eyes slightly off center focus on the unknown loveR her heart is smoldering her hair is aging gracefully now some GRAY some Brown. Give to me mye Wallflower kept in love her loveR far from home How bright his eyes when thinking of his loveR all his focus on these words of prose she his Rose yay nay more like a Violet all purple prose. Give to me mye one chance at life that I have left the moment that we met the Certain Confusion that signals hearts on fire with love. GOD has placed us aparte at such a distance to keep us from eating each other alive comsuming one another with our love. Give to me mye WallFloweRLoveR scented with lavendor amidst powdored hope. Give to me my Wallflower the one they call the Dancor. Give to me a NativeBorn a Nationality of NobleClan an Indian iff only Blood. Give to m e a Slightly Swaying Tall Tree holding hands then kissing them in Love. Give to me a Purple Power meditating channting making Poetry all her own reflection of a Woman Loved. Give to me a Wallflower Grown up and Dancing life to help her family to live; one more day at one more time. Give to me the Wallflower GIrl the Dancer the Worker the WallFLoweRLoveR. For VIolet Flower Parme.

CharlaXBattMasterman

CharlaXBattMasterman

A Western Paroday
The Bount Hunt
I rode in standing up in them Stirrups riding HellBent For Leather for 43 days and nights I trailed them in straight up. They fought hard among themselves everytime I found another body in the dust I folded up the Wanted Poster that matched that face then I Batt Masterson reached down and pinned it to his left vested interest with an extra Sherriff badge. I have a lot of them. I carry them. To use at work. SUddenly it was only RIngo there in front of me. He turned back fought hard there was bullits ricohetted all around me. When he hit my horse She did not die some slow buzzard bait I shot her myself the COwboy way. The Coward that is RIngo he had a turn and run gun. His holster must be mighty raw from all that poor misuse. Suddenly his horse knickered wait she snickered no wait make that sickered as she was winged Ringo then went flying. She lost him and she plunged. He acted OPossom. I nearly fell for it was sneaky Ringo. He tossed a Blade nearly shaved me by inches it missed me my turn came. I thumbed a bullit but it missed Ringo but he died. I use the cane too much I cannot shoot a gun at all. His hand was on a DiamondBacked Rattlesnaked bit him. Justice comes from GOD and Creatures in the dust meant to be that they get theres in the hand in the end the snake had gotten Ringo there not the Bount Hunt or the Bounty Hunter man, what a story, I the loser there I never did get paid for getting Ringo.