Saving Summer

Saving Summer

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

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

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

Charles Robert Hice

Tuesday

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

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by Charles Robert Hice (Notes) on Monday, April 29, 2013 at 10:48am

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crying eye see want waiting for the bount eye scene of chaos nothing moves yes eye miss my lamb be — at Canal Street.

Charles Robert Hice

Yesterday

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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.

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

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Saturday


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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