"When Doves Fly"

We have all heard from Prince,

and about how his doves cried.

But this is a story about MY Dove,

And her need to fly!

 

So, one day, my Dove came to me,

I knew it would happen eventually.

The kids were nearly grown,

The house quiet, the yard freshly mown.

 

My Dove said to me;

"I need to try my wings,

I want to get out, to see and do things".

My heart was broken, I wanted to cry

But I knew, I had to let my Dove fly.

 

So, in time, my Dove was flyin',

This time for me was very tryin'.

I told myself that she would be back,

My trust in her I never lacked!

 

Things were great, for a time,

I was so proud of that little Dove of mine!

There she stood, tall and proud,

Little did I know that time was running out...

 

Now, some will say that this was my on doin'

I let her fly from the nest, and brought about my own ruin.

But listen, and don't get me wrong,

I had to let her go, to sing her own song.

 

I have never "owned" my little Dove,

Even though she was my whole life, and my only love.

I just knew that our love was strong,

But to my surprise, I was wrong.

 

There are people in the world who don't give a damn,

For the love shared between a woman and a man.

You can be strong, and stand your ground,

But these sneaky Bastards still come sniffin' around!

 

They come when no one is looking,

and before too long, it's YOUR kitchen where they are cookin'!

They whisper in the ears of a true little Dove

To convince her it is they that she should love.

 

They are here, and then gone,

Leaving only broken families and destruction in their wake,

It is YOUR LIFE that they want to move in on.

If you let them they will, they are good fakes!

 

"Sorry little Bastards", says this old 'coot',

So damn slimy, you wouldn't even scrape them off of your boot!

They creep, silently, like a thief in the night,

If I catch this one, I will do him up right!

 

And my little Dove?

Well, she's just fine;

After all, she's not his---

SHE IS MINE!!!

 

                               Holla' If You Hear Me!!!

P.S. If you steal my work, I will find you!

 

 

 

"Holla' If You Hear Me"!!!!!!!!!!!!

   WAKE UP!!!!!!!!!! Get the hell up, and make some noise!!! I have been down, but not anymore! I have been romped on, chomped on, and stomped on! I have been sliced, diced, and even minced!!!!! Fuck all of that mess!!! I am here, I am back, and I intend to start kickin' some ASS again!!!!

 

            So, come on in, and sit down! When you come here with me, you ARE a hostage!!! I will kidnap your attention for the breif moments that you are here!! GOOOOOOOOD   MOOOOOOORRRRRRNING  AMEEEEERRRRIIIICCCAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!! I am back, and taking no prisioners. If you get in my way, I WILL run over you...I am a truck coming down a mountain with no brakes, and a full load behind me!! I am dynamite, TNT, and a Thermo-Nuclear explosion all wrapped together, just waiting to go off!

 

             Now, having said all of that, I think I know a way to prove I am back!! Hang on a second, this page is done-----NEXT!!!!

 

                    Holla' If You Hear Me!!!!

"The BIG-BANG Theory"

Ok, I don't know why, but my poem came out all run together. I tried several times to fix it, but it stays the same??? Anyway, I have other fish to fry this day. Some of you will NOT like what is coming...........

 

          I am working on a "Rock and Roll Bible". Sort of how the world would  have been made if "God" were a rock-n-roller. This is only for fun, so keep the hate-mail to a minimum, ok? All of you that read here know my views on "religion"....I have said before, "If you don't like it, then 'change the channel'", as it were.

 

       Like I said, it is only for fun, and I have no idea  how long or short it will be. I would also be open to suggestions, and even comments on the work as it  progresses. Feel free to jump in at any time with those comments, even the abusive ones!!!!!!!!

 

                              Holla' If You Hear Me!!!

A New Poem (title it as you like)

  I seek Human company, but I am denied.     They never know I am there until their hands are tied.     Like the Ivy vines that cover the mighty Oak,     I am not noticed until they start to choke.         What am I, you ask?      To harm people, I am up to the task.      My name? Not just yet;      There is still more to this jest!         I can get you, young or old,      There are no others so brash or bold.       I come, and silently I creep,      You won't see me until you are in too deep!         You have seen me, full of dread and despair,      And yes, I can travel on the air.       I am depression, deep and blue,       Don't think yourself immune, I can get YOU!!!                             Holla' If You Hear Me!!!

"The Big Bowl"

     Ok, so one of my "minions"  says it sounds like my life is a "big bowl of crap", right now. While this may be true, the fact is that I can swim VERY WELL!!!!!!!! I haven't drowned yet, so I am far from giving up. With everything I have tried lately,(up to, and including, challenging the local cops), I am still  here. Either I am damn lucky, or someone(looking up), is not done f'ing with me yet. Either way, I am still here.

 

                  I have a good support team behind me, and I know where to go to get more help. This time, I will admit to my problems BEFORE they get too big for me to handle by myself. As you well know, I don't trust anyone; no, this did not change! Some things have changed, mostly for the better. My wife, I don't see how, is still here. Maybe she is just curious as to WHEN I will SELF-DESTRUCT!!! This could be interesting----then again, it could get BORING AS HELL! All the same, let's see how it turns out together? Are you game?

 

              Holla' If You Hear Me!!!

            Now at 26 months smoke-free!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Home Again

As of January 24, 2006, I was incarcerated in the county jail for disturbing the peace. I got so pissed off that I called the County Sheriff's office, and told them to send a Deputy to shoot me----I was tired of being alive.

 

        The deputies must have been in a good humor that night---they only locked me up. F'ing cops have NO sense of humor at all!! I spent some time in the county lock-up, then on to the mental ward. Fuck, life is grand!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

         So, I am back; actually, I am back as of Friday. So, children, let's get on with the business of living. Coop---c'mon and put your two cents worth in. Ialways welcome your input. I think you have seen everything, and would like to hear from you. Ms. Jean, jump in any time. Alece, give it a shot! Mollie, I KNOW you have something to say about it all. And let's not forget my sweet Mairia---even when she is tough, I still love her for just who she is.

 

            So, don't everyone jump in at once!!!!!!!

 

              Holla' If You Hear Me!!!

A Poem for the Love-Stricken out there

                                 The Way It Is

  A heart once so true

 Has hurt mine, and left it blue.

 I gave you all I had and more,  But you turned your back on me, and walked out the door.       I have loved you all my life,   I even made you my wife.   We used to share everything, you and I,   But you have hurt me so badly, I just want to die.        I can't understand why you hate me so,    I have given you all I have, and more.    I had a love for you that was so great,    All you show me lately is hate.        I want things to be like they were before,    But you refuse to come back through that door.    I don't mind if you learn and grow,    But it seems you have left me dead on the side of the road.        I'm not a Knight in shining Armor, I know it's true    But the only one I have ever loved is you!    We had the feeling, but now it has gone,    Please, stop what you are doing, and come home!     Holla' If You Hear Me!!!