| Strange Days A small Collection of Poems |
Bad Day!
It will happen again
I am sure it will,
days like this
when my mind does whirl,
With simple writes
and even some prose
if I don’t wad them up
and give them a toss!
Maybe they’re funny
and maybe they’re not,
but my mind is racing
against the clock,
When 5 p. m.
arrives this day,
I’ll run through the door
and go home to stay!
I’ll kick up my feet
and watch T.V.,
then escape the pressures
with my sweetie.
If this doesn’t happen
to you each week,
you must be a simpleton
or perhaps a geek!
copyright 2006 DWHolmes
It will happen again
I am sure it will,
days like this
when my mind does whirl,
With simple writes
and even some prose
if I don’t wad them up
and give them a toss!
Maybe they’re funny
and maybe they’re not,
but my mind is racing
against the clock,
When 5 p. m.
arrives this day,
I’ll run through the door
and go home to stay!
I’ll kick up my feet
and watch T.V.,
then escape the pressures
with my sweetie.
If this doesn’t happen
to you each week,
you must be a simpleton
or perhaps a geek!
copyright 2006 DWHolmes
Bleh!
My mind is free
my body old
even now
I am feeling cold
The sun is up
my shoulders down
my face is twisted
into a frown
If someday soon
I get a feeling
perhaps I will
send depression reeling
Just for now
I like my mood
it keeps me happy
to be a scrooge
copyright 2006 DWHolmes
My mind is free
my body old
even now
I am feeling cold
The sun is up
my shoulders down
my face is twisted
into a frown
If someday soon
I get a feeling
perhaps I will
send depression reeling
Just for now
I like my mood
it keeps me happy
to be a scrooge
copyright 2006 DWHolmes
Go Pee!
Consequences or not
I’ll be no one’s bot,
dancing to their tune
morning and afternoon
I’ll do the job
each and everyday
just don’t blame me
if I pray
When you run from desk
into the restroom
the door is jammed
and makes you a fool!
copyright 2006 DWHolmes
Consequences or not
I’ll be no one’s bot,
dancing to their tune
morning and afternoon
I’ll do the job
each and everyday
just don’t blame me
if I pray
When you run from desk
into the restroom
the door is jammed
and makes you a fool!
copyright 2006 DWHolmes
Brain Confused
Consumed by disappointment burying me
awed by the culture of quixotic thought
I am given to think about resolution,
Then I turn to and see truth in their thoughts
I yield to the obvious decision – after pondering,
they are not smart or beyond my comprehension
copyright-2006 DWHolmes
Consumed by disappointment burying me
awed by the culture of quixotic thought
I am given to think about resolution,
Then I turn to and see truth in their thoughts
I yield to the obvious decision – after pondering,
they are not smart or beyond my comprehension
copyright-2006 DWHolmes
See Me?
Should the rewards of life
be commensurate,
with effort put forth?
Or am I just stupid
maybe even a dork?
Is praise all we seek
perhaps more recognition?
Should a nod of the head
be sufficient ignition?
To look for a marker
to see our own trail,
is that truth in meaning
that witness travails?
If this is your penchant
for what life means to you,
then go suck and egg
and kiss life ado!
Copyright 2006 DWHolmes
Should the rewards of life
be commensurate,
with effort put forth?
Or am I just stupid
maybe even a dork?
Is praise all we seek
perhaps more recognition?
Should a nod of the head
be sufficient ignition?
To look for a marker
to see our own trail,
is that truth in meaning
that witness travails?
If this is your penchant
for what life means to you,
then go suck and egg
and kiss life ado!
Copyright 2006 DWHolmes
