1-4-C.P.S.

"CONFESSION"



I've enjoyed the silence and enjoyed the peace,

As of tomorrow night it's all going to cease!

The kids will return from their trip far away,

Peace will be broken, the silence they'll slay!

I'll welcome them home and be happy their back,

Life as we know it will be back on it's track!

I love my kids so don't get me wrong,

But when grandma goes on trips I love when she takes them along!

#18

"FLIGHT"
(not a cry for help!)





I can't stand the pain,

So sick of it all!

I'm standing on the brink of forever,

Think it's time to take the FALL!

ALL THE RAGE!

Hello again, welcome back to my one man blog attack! I have a new poem I would like to recite but since there's no sound I guess I'll just write! This blogdom of craziness has grown from just seed and now I have a new batch of madness for you to read!

This poem is for anyone who commutes to work everyday! I call this one "SLOWLY"




On the road again and in a rage,
Not unlike a beast trapped in a cage!

Ignorance running rampant everywhere I see,
Cars moving in slow motion on every side of me!

Forever bogged down in the non courteous muck,
Think you've more importance than this kid in the truck!

I've nothing but respect for the elderly, veterans and the handicapped,
But driving 25 on the highway there's no call for that!

I just need you to get out of the way why can't this you see?
It's getting harder and harder to say without profanity!

You're driving around aimlessly, no destination I know,
Believe it or not, I actually have some place to go!

Please pull off to the shoulder and let me through,
That's not asking to much that's all you have to do!

Then my stress level will lower, my head won't explode
And behind me now what's left of courtesy in a common senseless society slowly but surely erodes!




Or maybe it's just me! Goodnight till the next!

FOWL OBSESSION

Good evening, welcome back or if it's your first visit then just welcome! Either way I'm glad to see you. Of course I mean that figuratively, I can't really see you! I'm not BIG BROTHER! Actually I am A big brother but that's just because I've got a little sister. If that makes any sense! If it doesn't make any sense then I'm probably back where I left off on my last post!

Would you like to hear a poem? I ask that like it really matters whether you do or not. Like if you said no I don't want to hear a poem that I would really refrain from telling one anyway! I'm rather defiant in that way!

How bout a poem about turkeys? With Thanksgiving around the corner and a turkey on just about every corner I was inspired to write this poem. I call it "The Ghosts Of Thanksgiving Futures"!


Turkey turkey, not on the road but over on the shoulder
Feathered fool, could you possibly be any bolder?

Or maybe it's dumber, I've just got to know
Would you jump from a bridge if other turkeys told you so?

You don't see me coming, you're totally unaware
Bravely defiant or just too stupid to care?

Stepping on to the road not sure of what to do
Danger everywhere, you're oblivious to the world around you

Halfway across now, too late to turn back
But you do it anyway, common sense you definitely lack!

Tires screech the car screams to a halt
You give me a look like "hey it's not my fault!"

Now you're safely back on the side from which you came
Until the next car or time that you do it again!

The rules and the laws of nature are a mystery to me
The just what is, sometimes never should be!

The lesson now over but all I learn is all that I see
Turkey turkey, you must have a brain the size of a pea!


*no turkeys were harmed in the making of this poem

Goodnight! Till the next.......

Well Almost!

Good evening, welcome back.

I've had a request. It seems that my ONE loyal reader was saddened by my last poem and has requested that maybe I try a more upbeat subject. I think you are right! My poems have been getting darker and it's time that I try a happier subject! More of a celebration than a mourning! Let me know if you like the new direction. I call this poem,

"Utopia Neverending"


Good morning sweet life sunshine wakes the day,
Hear the sounds of laughter from children far at play;

Perfect is the promise that the new day brings,
Precious is the sound of all the birds that sing;

What a beautiful day in this beautiful life,
Without so much as conflict not a bit of strife;

Utopia neverending I wish this for you and yours,
Peace filleth your cup till overflowing it starts to pour;

And all the worlds in harmony love has conquered all,
Ascending up to cloud nine never again to fall;

Heaven is a place on Earth where all as one reside,
Such a feeling and phenomenon I'm so happy......



......I could die!

"SORROW"

I am all alone now everyone is gone,
Guess I'll never know what went so horribly wrong;

A crowd of millions watched the spotlight for me was on,
High atop a mountain the world I looked down upon;

Now the lights have faded followers I lack,
Just can't take the loneliness think I'll fade to black;

My ego is all but crushed my psyche slowly crumbles,
Nearly reached the finish line but just before I stumbled;

Sorrow overtaking it fills my fragile soul,
Thought I could cross the bridge of success but couldn't pay the toll;

Now the end is near I just can't take any more,
Whether Heaven or be it Hell with eagles or bats I'll soar;

No one could ever understand just what I'm going through,
Thought it over a million times I don't know what else to do;

The time is now at hand family and friends are gone from sight,
All I have to do is carry out the plan but first I'll say..............

........Goodnight!

HOW 'BOUT A POEM!

"BLOOD OF KINGS"

Hear Ye, people gather around,
To hear the loudest noise to make no sound;

A warrior of words trapped in cyberspace and time,
The lyrical ladder of success forever trying to climb;

Pen and pencil the weapons that I wield,
Armour made from paper an eraser is my shield;

A shining knight standing over one and all,
Defender of the downtrodden, the weak, and the small;

Poems inked from the blood of kings,
Tales from horns of devils to halos and angels wings;

History or my story the ending will be the same,
Eternally subliminally forever I will reign;

The elegant Earl of eloquence or the Duke of disdain,
A crazed poetic assassin preying on the sane;

A Knight of the living dead or the Prince of swine,
Call me what you will, I am the King of rhyme!

A LOSSFER WORDS!

ALL TURKEYS EVE!

While driving from work today (I drive 45 miles one way, and apparently have too much time to think) I passed a cemetery. Not out of the ordinary, I pass this same and a couple other cemeteries every day. What was different about this day was when I passed this particular cemetery I saw a group of 6 or 7 turkeys weaving through the gravesights all in a group like turkeys (and lemmings) do. For whatever reason this struck me as peculiar and inspired me to write this little poem that I call............

"Turkeys In A Graveyard"

Turkeys in a graveyard,
Been there who knows how long?

Turkeys in a graveyard,
What, if anything, could possibly be wrong?

Turkeys in a graveyard,
Stumbling and staggering to and fro;

Turkeys in a graveyard,
Evil lurking? noone could ever know;

Turkeys in a graveyard,
Harmless fowl without a doubt;

Nothing wrong, all is well,
Unless it was your kin the grave robbers left unearthed;
Who's eye was just pecked out!

SWEET DREAMS!

Yah, through the valley of shadows,
Death walks tonight;

Nightmares coming true once more,
Acting, on a stage of fright!

Demonic predatory evil,
eternally stalking it's prey;

Upon us night descending,
The last of light decays!

Offered no chance of escape,
From within creeps the beast;

Run, run, run like Hell,
But soon inevitably it will feast!

Flesh torn and pealed,
From bone to dried and bleached bone;

Forever trapped in midnight,
Oh so far from home!

Suddenly vision returns,
I have the sight to see;

The face of the monster within,
My God, it's only me!

Once more victorious,
Day kills the night again;

Awaken soaked with cold chills,
I'm still my only friend!

Trembling, shaken and scared,
Someday the beast will tear me apart;

But in the end I discover, too late
I'm only afraid of............the dark!

LATIN ANYONE?

Oodgay ayday,

Owhay areay ouyay? Owhay uzway oryay undaySay? Inemay uzway oodgay! Iay otgay a otlay unday.

Areay ouyay a ortspay anfay? Owhay idday oryay eamtay ooday? Imay atriotsPay unway! Imay edRay oxSay eatbay ethay ankeeYays inay ethay irstfay amegay ofay airthay oubleday ederhay! I on'tway onay owhay Imay antasyfay eamtay idday illtay oomorrowtay ightnay! Afteray undayMay ightnay ootballfay!

Isay issthay asay ardhay ootay eadray asay itay isay ootay iteray?

Ellway Iay afhay ootay erkway inay eethay orningmay anday avhay a otlay ootay ooday. Iay illway alktay ootay ooyay aterlay! Ommispray oray a etthray?

Ooyay ecideday!

Don't Call It A Comeback!

Greetings Earthlings!

I'm back from my one day hiatus. Actually it was a one day of silence tribute to those who have not enjoyed reading my blog! I figured, since I'm not going quit writing, it was the least I could do! So to anyone who has not enjoyed or been mildly entertained by my ramblings, yesterday was for you!

And now, without further delay and without further ado, on with the important, philosophical questions of life that have baffled man (or at least this man) for a lifetime (or at least a couple days)!

Can blind people see the truth?

Can color blind people ever catch anyone red handed?

Can nearsighted people reflect on life so far?

Or farsighted people see they're near the finish?

Can a bearded man be caught in a bald faced lie?

How bout a man with no money make any sense?

When environmentalists sleep, do they saw logs?

I know things can be different, or weird, or strange but can something even be odd?

And finally, one for the knitting bug who got me hooked on Blogger.

Is knitting Hell an eternity of forever trying to sleep, forced to count acrylic sheep?

Can a man with not much to say continue writing a blog and expect people to keep reading it?

I hope so!

CONFUSE-US SAY.......

When walking in an airport, subway or public park;
It's better to find a knife......

......than get stuck with one!

......And A Dozen Doughnuts!

Time has passed, the day is done;
Less than an hour from setting sun!

My day starts at four a.m., rather early most say;
Though I would not change, it's the best time of the day!

Before the rest of the world awakes it's sleeping head;
And stumbles about, like the living dead!

Before society erupts and ignorance oozes up from within;
And common sense gives way to the non thinking, again!

And politeness and courtesy no longer exist;
The lines of justice are blurred and reasons gone amiss!

And the forces of rudeness overcome the masses;
Even blatant laws broken won't get the cops off their.....

I love the a.m. before the rest of the world joins along;
It's my favorite part of the day......... Is that so wrong?

So how was your day?

The Sports Of Kings (or of a Pauper)

Welcome back my friends, to the blog that never ends! We're so glad you could attend, come inside, come inside!

Good Tuesday evening to ya! How are you? If there's anybody out there, and if not, then I guess I'm talking to myself. And if that is the case and I really am talking to myself then "I'm fine". Thanks for asking!

Week number one of my fantasy football team went less than perfect but the experience was still pretty cool. I lost but to the best team in the league. My team score was 77 and that would have beaten 7 out of the 9 teams in the league but I guess that doesn't matter, it still shows up as 0-1 on my record. Hopefully we'll redeem ourselves this weekend. This is my first time trying the fantasy league. It puts an interesting twist on the weekly games because now, not only do I route for my favorite team (New England Patriots, it was forever the Houston Oilers but when they ceased to exist I reserved the right to change and went with my second favorite, the Patriots) but now I also route for certain players on other teams that I wouldn't normally care about. Win or lose (not true, I hate losing) it gives me something to do online other than download or record music!

I live in Michigan (it's not Hell but you can see it from here) but I have never cared for any of the state professional teams. My whole life I have been a Boston Redsox (looks like the curse just took a year off) fan my whole life, through all the tragic endings (Bucky Dent, Bill Buckner, Aaron Boone). Heartbreak after heartbreak! In football (as stated above) I loved the Houston Oilers from day one, Earl Campbell,Warren Moon, but one day they packed up and headed to Tennessee, never to return! I do route for the Titans but cannot bring myself to call them my favorite! Basketball (which is my favorite sport) belongs to the meadowlands. For inexplicable reasons the New Jersey Nets have always been my favorite. Even through all the years of being the league's doormat. And now there going to move them to Brooklyn! It shouldn't be allowed and I still have not decided whether I will still call them my favorite or not! In hockey my heart also belongs in the meadowlands as I am and always will be a New Jersey Devil! They were my first and only champions until the Bosox a couple years back!

Baseball is pretty much over for the Sox, with no hopes of the playoffs. When that happens and the Sox are no longer in contention I become a fan of ANYBODY but the Yankees!

I've probably taken up enough of your (or mine if I'm the only one listening) time for one evening so I guess I'll say goodbye! Goodnight America..............wherever you are!

Dearly Beloved!

"Dearly beloved are you listening? I can't remember a word that you were saying. Are we demented or are am I disturbed? The space that's in between insane and insecure. Oh therapy, can you please fill the void? Am I retarded or am I just overjoyed? Nobody's perfect and I stand accused, for lack of a better word, and that's my best excuse" Green Day-"Jesus of Suburbia"

That's right, I'm back and as lost as ever! A computer and a liscense to surf!

I want to start by saying that Green Day ought to retire! Because I don't see how they can ever top "American Idiot"! I just listened to it today after a few months of not hearing it, and it is INCREDIBLE! PERFECT! I think it could be the "Pyromania" (Def Leppard) or "Appetite For Destruction" (Guns N Roses) of the 80's or the "Nevermind" (Nirvana) or "Ten" (Pearl Jam) of the 90's! Not that any of those are necessarily my favorites but the effect that they had on a population, and on an era is phenomenal! And I think "American Idiot" has had, and will continue to have that same impact, for futures to come! I think twenty years from now classic rock stations will be playing, "Holiday" and "Boulevard Of Broken Dreams" like those stations of today play "Pinball Wizard", "Iron Man", or "Smoke On The Water"! If you have not heard this disc in a while I highly recommend dusting it off and giving it a listen! And if you've never heard "American Idiot" you need to come out of the cave you've been living in and as soon as your eyes adjust to the light run to the nearest music store and pick it up! GREEN DAY ROCKS! And this is definitely their best!

"As my memory rests, but never forgets what I lost, Wake Me Up When September Ends" Green Day-"Wake me up when September ends"

Til, next time......Rock On!

The Weather On Mercury!

Starlog Sept. 10, 2006........Day number two of my blog, still not sure what I am doing or what to write about so I am going to wing it. I am going to type and with a little luck something of interest will come to me. Something other than nonsense, although my specialty is complete and utter nonsense. English is probably my second language, Gibberish my first. I think I was suppose to be a stand up comedian or comedy writer, and would have been if not for stage fright and a complete lack of comedic talent. Anyway, on with the blog!

I plan to be random in my blog subjects, whatever is on my mind at that moment. Subjects will probably consist of sports (I have a first time fantasy football team) , music (my favorite subject), funny stuff (at least things I find funny) and anything else that clouds my mind or hinders my ability to decipher what is or is not worthy of print.

I live in the Great Lake State, right on Lake Michigan which is the wrong part of the country for me because I hate the cold and I hate snow! If I never saw snow again in my life it would not bother me one bit! Not even for Christmas! Even as a kid I had know use for snow. If I could I would just hibernate! My first order of business when I become rich and famous (and I will become rich and famous) is to move someplace warm! Like Florida, or Jamaica........ or Mercury! (closest planet to the Sun! must be warm!)

Gotta go for now, talk to you later!

GENESIS

In the beginning........

A man with no plan, while surfing this virtual land, crashed and was

sucked down into the undertow that was internet boredom! Addicted to cyberspace but strung

out on dial up, the man with no plan thought it time to grade up! High speed surfing seemed the

way to be, the man with no plan just had to see. Now surfing twice make that four times as fast,

the man with no plan was happy at last! A whole new world was opened that day, now games

and videos and shows could he play! But alas boredom came as quick as before and the man

with no plan became strung out once more. Turned on to Blogger by a "Knitting Bug", the

man with no plan said I'll give it a try. Though I don't know how, or when, or what I will write, a

blog may be just what I need, to bring this virtual world back to life! I hope those who read it forever will

enjoy, but that is something, I'll have to wait to see, ........bear witness the birth of Hooligan D.!