Thursday, December 26, 2013

Sandy Paper Dots

Sandy Paper Dots
Sandy Paper Dots
ONe package of Sandy Paper Dots is only one dollar there is five round dots of sandy paper there
we made these items in our underwear
our meaty cousin grabbed the rolls of sand paper from his constructing site
we cut them into circles in the middle of the night
ZapperSunLimited.com
we sold the company to whirlyfritzerglomeratialsilverplater in England they buy lots of unusual ideas
they turn them back to profit in more then one small area
each package comes with fine to coarse five rounds of paper for the little wooden horse
these items are for the people who do small wooden chores
we forgot to cut past the logo on the back
so we might can get arressted iff someone calls them back
medium fine had the company on the back
we sold all the rounds we made all those rounds we had
now they make them out of paper clips
We hear at the Offices of President Whirly decided to make our paper clips work better we had them chopped into fine and coarse sandy paper rounds
but they do not work as well as the original
the stock is almost gone
but you can still order one
buy paying twice the price so nice
burry hurry step write upp
Sandy Paper Dots
asalwaysreadtheunreadablefinesmallprintatthebottomofthissandypaperdots

Wednesday, November 6, 2013

Idiots three more times

Idiots three more
Idiots three more
times
change hands on the clock open the sky let the snow fall down
police get busy when the cold starts to come they stop people write tickets the old man said the other old man was panning on the business
the only think that comes to mind is panhandling but when eye asked the man was he panhandling he said no he was not but the policeman wrote him a ticket for panning still trying to find the meaning of this was he dumpstering diving in the dumpster or just loitering is a crime here
actual definition of panning
a natural or artificial depression in the ground where salt can be obtained by the evaporation of brine

b. a natural depression containing water or mud
he must have been doing number one in plain sight of a business or even number two it is much worst then eye thought
actual definition of panning
the brine got my goat
it suggested urine to the eye
now calm down minions eye did not see what really happened
but when eye saw three hobos drinking beer and told them to be careful watch out eye said the watchword is police they laughed at me
this is tennessee avenue that is
they simply dont bother us here it is ok for us to drink beer
they did not want my sad advice or care for me at all a sober man bringing down the rules on the party
eye hope they all get arrested
end of story
This is Tallahasse Florida a drinking binging party town across from a University most of the children learn the drinking now
makes me sad eye might even cry
Idiots three more
times
Idiots three more
Idiots three more
times
change hands on the clock open the sky let the snow fall down
police get busy when the cold starts to come they stop people write tickets the old man said the other old man was panning on the busine...See More
 — inTallahassee.

Friday, September 27, 2013

Gay Goggle or Happy Glasses

Gay Goggle or Happy Glasses
Gay Glasses
Gay Goggle or Happy Glasses
Happy Goggle
the internet is not a real place some of you treat ot like the voice of truth it is not the extreme unction or the charismatic instamatic guru sue you can have no funn you pristene chapel butcher paper wrapper no glue used in the making of this doc horse lines up retires to stall the engines rev the deacon wept happy is the little man in what he is allowed to do god has now forgiven you be GAY little rick be Happy little Sue see the icing on the cake is it blue or read the book instead of snow it melts cascades in thoroughbred remains web cam on the silloutte is found his aura is so bright he must be an angel in disguise the true test of happiness is time lingering fingering sucking fingers in hasty places luscious grape fabulous lemons abuse is rampart over those ocean waves some other banner lathes the confines of the infantile minds abuse is wide spread chaos is inevitable when dealing with rich folks in charge of nothing much to do blind people go to school deaf people here them rule hungry people die the most often ignored poor in the wastelands how did this happen does everyone drink WHiskey now they see you now they dont drunks staggering past the dying children on the way to Glory will they make it will they step past the romance past the gloom past deaths door to heavens room the pack man died over 15 years ago just before the year 2000 they found him in the plain white rappers mouth
Gay Goggle or Happy Glasses

Friday, August 30, 2013

foolish google

foolish google

August 30, 2013 at 8:10am
coffee refill was topped off with this disclaimer when the coffee is free this si all you get
coffee refill was topped off with this disclaimer when the coffee is free this si all you get
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foolish google
foolish google
no one cares about your student money oriented world
 sitting in burger king eating some charity
there are other things in this world
a man an woman from the Babtist Church
she gave the Burger King two dollars for my breakfast fast
all your focus and all your ads
they were very nice even helping me find the power strip
seem to be on this worthless education
they understood my lipp
it is too much

there was many more deserving people
eye feel blessed today some coffee and some food my way
killed and raped by the American INstitution
war has been decreed by all the nations of this world

they were never students
the people that rule never went to school
each one worth more then your WHOLE society
the only thing that helps is charity and love

the poor the lame the non comformists
the hedge row hoboes

the poets
--
Darkstone poet

Tuesday, May 28, 2013

Saving Summer

Saving Summer
Saving Summer photo sad_silly_frowning_sad_smiley_face_invitation-r3634bdc2627946d189be991de6d2c638_8dnd0_8byvr_216.jpg
Saving Summer
Sun blazes they save summer in the bottles in the deep south it is the beers the whiskeys and the wines that holds the summer down
coffee is still my beverage even in the heat it is cool inside eye see
summer prints
summer sweats
summer grinds me into power as eye step almost hurriedly in shade escaping the sun ever relentlessly it comes in power it beats down
summer waits
summer hides its face
summer rules the human race the space of summer keeps
quiet
summer showers make no noise but wet the grass and leave the clouds part and still the summer sun has come to dry the steps eye take
giant strides and tiny steps besides the summer lingers as eye trace my steps
summer comes
summer runs away
summer stays
in the bottle for the rich
in the coffee of the poor
some find summer in the suns frown
some people love the nights more then the days
the saving grace of summer is the friends we make
Saving Summer

friend

friend
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friend
parent association he is his mother exactly
he is a good egg
he is kind of kind to his friend
he shares some iff not all of his time and his things
he is a friend
the other friend is better
but friends they were before eye met them
it is two against one
today they disappeared on me
eye found myself alone
it rained a pouring dump
then the sun came out
when eye see my friends again
the clouds will shout
what is a
friend

Thursday, May 2, 2013

May Day One


May Day One
May Day One
OR
April 31
we did not knoe that life was not forever that it might end someday it could be gone
when the love goes out of the life and love is missed it hurts to no end will come of wanting life again
not mine but someone else
it is the greatest gift love is
because of the hurt we see life as a bad thing
but the love wins and life becomes good again
we miss the person who is gone
and to be honest we can see that they are better off
to have life over may not be a bad thing at all
so into eternity eye go
to see the life eye love
and the life will have a million days to love
 — in New Orleans.

ENd of NPM


ENd of NPM
ENd of NPM
the end of poems for april has me jittery and kind of nerves bunched up into the making last day stuff seems over yet it happens every year will 2014 ever come eye hope the poetry eye made will make smiles or cry your tears could come so fast the flood will clear your nose into a book of poetry next year
some of the poems were short this year had some short days this month seemed short and so the poems never long to be displayed
make mention that the poet tried to fill the day with half a page sometimes
ideas come from real life or just made up or fantasy inside
iff you frown and think the poets work is done
he lives to make a rhyme in ink he lives to get the poem out he seldoms smiles at finished work its rought to him like concrete
some of the simple things are nice and the smile edges to the corner of his face lights up the space he sits and smiles a while
but the important remeberances are the human race began this April and he tried to enter with both feet flat on the ground his arms at carry all the books in all the world just smiled
nothing ever over now you just wait until the next April comes around
Ambassador CharlaX
ENd of NPM
look up then down

MOnday


MOnday
inn the business
my friend is so mean to eye think he makes these things upp just to get to eye
when eye get coffee eye always want a reciept a cash reciept is proff of purchase and to the police it could mean that eye was really in the store at the time specified but some people here are leaving bags and causing entire streets to closing now and nerveous is my middle namme for eye have no wish to be even searched for my laptop is important to me now and eye do not wish for it to be handled in the wrong hands intent on finding contraband they are edgy and nervouse now they see bombs in every normal situation now
people loiter they stay on steps they drink coffee and they talk to friends and they are homeless and none of this is crime until now it seems a crime to be dressed upp in layers of sweat and homelessness
eye went to lunch
a man tried to steal my bag
he acted like a fool
he was risking a fight or more
he could have got excluded from meals
at the place is called rebuild
it is where eye get my mail at the mail room
my friend took upp for me
proud of him he would fight for me
because he was born here
in New Orleans
this was MOnday

SUNDAYNPM282013 sixdesistsixremixsix


SUNDAYNPM282013 sixdesistsixremixsix

by Charles Robert Hice (Notes) on Monday, April 29, 2013 at 10:48am
crying eye see want waiting for the bount eye scene of chaos nothing moves yes eye miss my lamb be — at Canal Street.


SUNDAYNPM282013
sixdesistsixremixsix
way done over in New Orleans
perplexion is purple
her majesty is missing
crying eye see want
waiting for the bount eye
scene of chaos nothing moves
yes eye miss my lamb be
 — at Canal Street.

4272013npmclevelandpoem



Saturday4272013npmclevelandpoem

by Charles Robert Hice (Notes) on Monday, April 29, 2013 at 10:41am
Saturday


4272013npmclevelandpoem
4272013npmclevelandpoem
ohio dreaming on such a summers day
mhy uncle sam
bye charlax
my uncle is like a huge machine he had money but he is stingy
he has programs but they get developed and lost
he is rich but acts like a miser to me hating me to have a farthing or a coin
he gives away my savings bonds and now eye cannot find my things eye bought
he expects me to fight at the dropp of a hat
he really wants me to die get killed in combat
but when eye need help the hospital will do for me the best thing for them
regardless of an improvement in eye
eye could have been a baseball player in cleveland
eye weep for eye for eye can no longer see ohio
eye age and as eye get older eye do not wish to farther travel
the road to roam the foam is waved the thrill long gone
eye learned to get hit with a baseball and fall down
stop laughing at me now
4272013npmclevelandpoem — in Cleveland, OH.
eye learned to get hit with a baseball and fall down stop laughing at me now 4272013npmclevelandpoem — in Cleveland, OH

Friday, April 26, 2013

26 NPM


26 NPM

by Charles Robert Hice (Notes) on Friday, April 26, 2013 at 12:17pm
26 NPM
friend he drinks he smokes he makes bad jokes he does wrong he sins is he still your friend USED BOOKS is closing down
Royal Oak Books is gone
Woodward past 12 mile in Detroit Michigin
Goodbye two cats Goodbye to the Owner
eye understand she was a nice person there
Pat Jonas salute
because you are in Detroit and not Cleveland
because ef my good friend in Michigan 
because of the ebook revolution
and it does no one good to even hear of a good business going down
this ones for ewe
goodbye and goodluck
my friend is on the street a victim of the heat
the fire he sometimes uses in his daily habit of a smoke and now a drink he seems to go a little over on his use of alcholic dreams
the food forgotten on the porch
we had to bring it in ourselves
no more books upon the shelves
in Michigan there is sorrow as well
Detroit has lost another used book shoppe
this bodes ill wind to blow as well
my friends priority is his self his book sits on the shelf and he has not arrived in time to save the food we all partake of time
time in a bottle of wine time in a smoke time is not mine
businesses close friends work outside and life is time
time is gone
26 NPM
friend 
Royal Oak Books is gone Woodward past 12 mile in Detroit Michigin Goodbye two cats Goodbye to the Owner eye understand she was a nice person there Pat Jonas salute

fourtwentyfivetwentythirteen


fourtwentyfivetwentythirteen fourtwentyfivetwentythirteen

by Charles Robert Hice (Notes) on Thursday, April 25, 2013 at 2:50pm
fourtwentyfivetwentythirteen
fourtwentyfivetwentythirteen
time
it is thursday another day of time it is a month filled with poems it is a recognized event a subscription to the words of minds intent
the lofty highbrow pencil queen licked her lead again
the beauty queen lined her brows and furrowed the crows and darkened her nose
the tome is full of wording
the poem is dripping sarcasm
the poet is lurcking in the nearby
he is sharpening his time
it is so obvious this time
four and twenty blackberries baked into the pie charlax added five to make this poem rhyme
oblivious to time
the designation of the month plus the numerical reference of the day time equals love
your shorts are not green your socks match each other and you compare me to the worm as it turns the dirt into a garden full of green things
this poem works in the bottom of the bird cage place the poem with the words showing upp so the birds can fill in the blanks
 parrots love my carrot tender endings
the subliminal message is this
did you get it did you guess
twenty five is half of fifty one more time
the sword of pericles dangles for damocles
accident prone asking for direction laying for a moment gone
near the ending going home wishing for the day to break to dawn to finally come
the Jews have been forgiven
the Catholics still frown
they seem to be the Guilty now
now you have it now
four and twenty five blackberries baked into the pie
four and twenty five blackberries baked into the pie

Creative Idea



Creative Idea

by Charles Robert Hice (Notes) on Wednesday, April 24, 2013 at 11:11am
Creative Idea
Creative Idea
The COlor of the BOhemians WInd
dedication is too Bodenheim
The IMP painted the wind and did not like the first color so he erased it and tried to paint the wind again
the wind left him and laughed it played hide from the IMP so the IMP painted the wind again but yet again he did not like the color of the wind and so he erased it the second time again
this time the wind came to the IMP and let him try a third time again
the IMP liked the color of the wind and the wind was born and so the wind began to blow the wind was the color of the wind and the wind was happy
the wind danced beside the IMP and the wind was blowing happy wind
and the wind had a color it was the color of the wind the IMP had made the wind happy and the IMP had given color to the wind and the wind was happy and it was born and it had color
To this  very day is added color to the wind it is the same color of the IMPish grin and the wind smiles a pastel smile the color of the IMPish Clown that dared to paint the wind the color of his smile and iff you read the poem of the eye the wind  will never die and the color of the wind is happy now it is the Creative Idea The COLor of the BOhemians WInd
dedication is too BOdenheim
Creative Idea The COLor of the BOhemians WInd dedication is too BOdenheim


ed.note.ed this is APril 24 2013 National Poetry MOnth poem 24

Tuesday, April 23, 2013

APril is National Poetry Month 23


APril is National Poetry Month 23 APril is National Poetry Month 23

by Charles Robert Hice (Notes) on Tuesday, April 23, 2013 at 12:16pm
APril is National Poetry Month 23
APril is National Poetry Month 23
time is the theme
money is an object lesson
Advocacy Journalism
the time is not taken upp by professionalism the network broadcasters are biased to one group one sided journalism is now the featured not the exception but the expectation is the biased lies the misinformation
Back in the day it was differant before our time they preached journalism
as a true object to be reported a real good idea to get across to the public
what happened to the free press
what happened to the prom dress the flower pressed into the book pages to be kept what happened to my life where has the flower gone
where is my wife the flower of my youth is laid to rest upon my mothers tomb
my wound is now my heart
eye merely started to quote another poet would it be oh kay then eye stopped like a tonne of oil spilled into the bay
is it the way he is is it the way they are or is it eye
is it my thoughts of what he might say to me how he would say no
he does not want me to use his quote
or use his poems words
it would only cause bad feelings for we are not really good friends and it would dredge upp his hate for mee or cause him just to feel his anger at a poet using him his words not meant to be copied by such a sludge as eye
so now back to the time
iff you are a republic dwelling man try FOX
iff you live in the democracy try NBC
iff you are a poet and wish for the other poet to be free dont quote him now let his words stand for only him
and do not dare to pass it on for fear
he might not like to see his poem written here for mee
or the other poet quoting him
its just not done it matters not let us guess for now APril is National Poetry Month 23
eye merely started to quote another poet would it be oh kay then eye stopped like a tonne of oil spilled into the bay is it the way he is is it the way they are or is it eye is it my thoughts of what he might say to me how he would say no

666 close enought



666 close enought

by Charles Robert Hice (Notes) on Monday, April 22, 2013 at 10:55am
666 close enought
eye seen myself reflected in a moment of time
the id card in my hand was almost god as eye waited for mail call
i wanted my letter i wanted my letter i wanted my letter
everyone proceeds into the building only with a signature they must sign the clipboard to receive services this is almost true they pencil in the namme for you of you by you to do the bidding of you inside the building you must be signed in to receive the food or other services ah but the food is still free at lunch time you only need a color it is a piece of blank plastic either blue or red or green yellow starting over now with blue again it seems the line grows and goes on forever will eye ever get my plate the styrofoam sagging from the weight of the meal eye drool upon my seat and smile when my color is called eye limp and crawl to the boardwalk upper room to get my swoon is this the Herald of the end of time or just a meal of life they pray a Catholic Prayer and then we move into the fray carrying bags and lemonade the things inside the meal is fine today is Earth Day to some it means the green green grass of home to others they stop and reflect the memory of the problems of Mother Earth is  so  very Oily and Covered rather Crude. SOmeone might list the problems that we face as Illegal Drugs Gas for Guzzling  Auto Cars Money to pay for this illegally tonnes and tonnes of spilled in the water deadly to life forms the rich people whom seem guilty saying Oh Gee thats tough.  Eye wish eye may be wrong eye think eye might be write 666 close enought tonight
tonnes and tonnes of spilled in the water deadly to life forms the rich people whom seem guilty saying Oh Gee thats tough.

Google Grippe Two 21 NPM



Google Grippe Two 21 NPM

by Charles Robert Hice (Notes) on Sunday, April 21, 2013 at 1:19pm
Charles Robert Hice google drive would not update this DOC until eye opened it nd closed it and reopened it this is a glitch and eye love to get them


 Google Grippe Two 21 NPM
when eye delete the spam folder with the link that says delete all the spam at once upon a time
the message under the box that goes away has the stop button
its just there still under my mouse iff eye were a nerveless person and prone to pad the mouse
do eye need to complain to the makers of this thing
why do you do stupid things like this
when you have all the time and the money in the world
to do things right
gripe gripe gripe
to my chagrin eye have to be a twin and twine
the stop adds all the spam back that eye was trying to delete
you seriously could fixt this like you did the new compose
google smells much like a rose with thorns imposed
we need both ends to meet
when spam has to be delete
When Aunty EM was standing outside the screen door and yelling Dorothy my heart was breaking not just for Dorothy
but for Aunty Em
Google Grippe Two 21 NPM