April 16 SUNDAY 2014

April 16 SUNDAY 2014

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April 16 SUNDAY 2014 April 16 SUNDAY 2014 National Poetry Month a poem a day keeps me awake posting one more day at one more time to escape the constant boredom bombbardmeant new word Bombardmeant n. constant noise in constant irritation charlax poetry dictionairey grabbing my write wrist into my left over hand like a doctor stranger is in a stranger land the drunks take over the street he sat there passed out against the wall disgusting noises from his nose eye looked and he had no blanket eye wrapped mine tighter around me against the cold when eye could look back at him he had a blanket on a mystery to eye did not see where that blanket came from perhaps a passer bye inn the wind is back blowing my nerves away but the rain did not eat my Saturday night dark foreboding sky clouding my day time writing missives in March for posting in April these peevish misses these plastic millennium cars with harder rubber tyres blast musick too the stars the noise is felt by eye four blocks away one car one way street two cars in tandem both singing black rap songs awakening this sleeper bringing pain to acheing head another Sunday on the side walk no smile eye wear my frown it must have come down two eye from Jesus thorny Crown the bums drink vodka strait down from a water bottle they work for the church getting clean the kitchen for the priviledged mean a few stragglers who can make it there to eat it is Wednesday April 16 2014 a good year to make rhymeing poetry for the day is long and hearing impaired in the lieberry - See more at: http://s198.photobucket.com/user/Junelax/media/charlax%20keeper/APRIL%202014/16.jpg.html?sort=3&o=15#sthash.0zYHWqDB.dpuf