Thoughts?

Morons, morons, everywhere.
They’re everywhere I go.
Can’t always see them coming,
But I’m glad to see them go.

Maybe I should wear a sign
That simply says, No thank you.
I wonder if they’d stay away?
If not i could try, Blank You.

Pondering

Ain’t memory somethin?
And, what comes to mind?
And, what of the details
That we can’t seem to find?

Past situations;
It-was-now,
Then,
At that point.
But, now the point’s lost
At a point that’s past then;
Now.
How?
That’s not the point.
That’s a question.

Wow.
You got it?
Then now
You had it,
And got it
For now.

Playful Words

Saw-lid view,
Tim buck too
Past your eyes.
Sea?

Drive not the ball,
But to the ball.
Golfers use a tea.

Stinky close,
Grarden hoes.
A flat-bed
To move some sleep.

Hall the load.
Hawk I site.
Y-stop
Thoughs-who-weep?

Funny, honey.
Can’t stop a Trane.
Like, know one
Stops the reign.

Liter’s fall
As seize inns call.
See threw the win-dough pain.

Shhh

The rain has past
So i go back outside,
To sit with the night;
To find peace inside.

Drawn to alone,
My ears need some rest.
They’ve had their fill.
They did there best.

But, now they need quiet
At the end of the day.
They took all they could
Of the stuff others say.

So many stories.
Blah, blah, blah.
My-ears can literally hurt.
They can feel like they’re raw.

Why-can’t folks-be-quiet?
They just have to talk.
“Uh, I gotta go.
Would you look at the clock”.

Unbelievable non-sense.
Painful sound.
“Would you please wait to speak
Until I’m not around”?

Silly Shorts 4

You can’t see the tree,
Yet still you care.
The wall’s blocking your view,
But you know that it’s there.

You grab a ladder,
And climb to the top,
But you can’t get over.
It’s too-far of a drop.

So, you climb back down
And grab some rope.
But, it’s too short.
You begin to lose hope.

You start to cry…
And then you get mad…
So you get a sledgehammer
That you borrow from Dad.

But, it’s way too heavy.
You’re just too small.
“What else can I use
To break-through this wall”?

You-run-back to-dad’s-workshop.
You grab a hammer and-drill.
You think, “if one doesn’t work,
The other one will”.

But, neither tool works.
You can’t break through.
You couldn’t climb over.
What will you do?!

You think and think,
But you just don’t know.
You feel like quitting,
But you don’t want to-go.

You nearly give up.
“This wall is too big”!
But, right at that moment…
“I got it! I’ll dig”!

You grab the shovel
As quick as you can.
You’re proud of yourself.
You have a plan!

And, it works!
You’re now with the tree.
You look up in the branches.
It’s what you were hoping to see!

Your cat!

You get her down safely,
Which isn’t too tough,
Compared to the wall.
“Boy that was rough”!