My writing
Denver
Denver is the man
Growing like crazy
He is part of the clan
And he is not lazy
Moving about
Zoom and zag
Ready to loudly shout
And play a game of tag
He can be shy
Hard to get going
Then he is ready to fly
With no slowing
He can be hard headed
Wanting his way
Which can make you lightheaded
But he is almost four but halfway
He is caring and loving
Wanting a hug from you
Giving one without complaining
A hug is honest and true
I like Denver
We have fun
He will be an achiever
A strong one
Snow Snow is beautiful It is so calm and reassuring In the right places it's plentiful And it can be alluring Snow holds memories From my youth Adding to my life histories And until I am long in the tooth Snowman Snow fights Snow angels Snow slushies The games change Along come acquaintances Friends interchange And so do the experiences Ski Sleigh rides Snowboarding Snowmobiling All part of the journey The journey of life A grand tourney Marching to the drum and fife
Coco Beach
The first thing poops in my mind
I Dream of Jeannie
A sit com comedy enshrined
About a beautiful genie
Now I live close
It is more about the beaches
And rocket launch shows
Plus the marinas
My sailboat is docked here
In Cape Canaveral Port
So close to the rocket roar
Sights and sounds to take to heart
It is where we go to the beach
Not far to roam
Easy to reach
So close to home
Great place to ride bicycles
We have a nice circuit
As long as we avoid vehicles
A tourist orbit
Chasing their cruise ships
Cars and buses rushing around
People heading on trips
They are hellbound
To go on vacation
But Cocoa Beach is my place
My fixation
A holiday to chase and embrace
I have many amenities
All in this one city
Including many memories
But most the beaches are pretty
Oligarchy A Republic A Democracy An Oligarchy An Aristocracy What are we Who runs us Are we free What is the fuss I can tell you A government ran by a few We should be bitter and blue But who understood and knew We live our lives Enjoying it all And our kids and wives As long as we play ball Everything is fine Until you ask real questions And lights will shine On the underlying tensions Small groups control Our economy and government Remember the grassy knoll And all the other uppercuts These groups are self seeking And they are underhanded Lying when they are speaking Stealing all they have demanded This is the rule of the elite The rule of the nobility The rule of cronyism And the rule of nepotism A leadership class rules Stealing everything Thinking we are fools Accepting their sting Sting of war Sting of economic disaster Sting of epidemic Sting of climate crisis The same people rule our country And is it better or worse Neither are we hungry Nor are resources scarce But for many they are both There are riots in the streets Crime and murder that we loath Brough to you by the cheats Mark my words It is too late They will reduce us by thirds And that is our fate
Words or Change A poor writer Making pennies A nail biter No reflection of my abilities Easy to pick up coins To buy a cup of coffee Crouching through my groins A simple activity Between two fingers Pinching the coinage Showing my butt to admirers Just wanting a beverage But writing is hard Taking much energy Pick and discard Much synergy Creating rhyme Or paragraphs To make a dime And a few laughs It is the same pay Picking up coins or writing I am not eating from the buffet PB and crackers is exciting The life I have chosen To entertain and savor No riches or acclamation But one I favor