Friday, October 10, 2014

"Come Unto Me"



"Come unto Me"
Is what I see.

"And I will give you rest" 
Already I feel blessed.

Matthew 11:28

Why's It Nut'in' Rhymes?



Environment ain't important to me
Don't matter none where I is to be

All I needs is inspiration
Plus a lit'l bit of that there motivation

Then I gots myself a poem
Shoot, why's it nuthin' rhymes wit' poem

Ppppppppppoooooooooooeeeeeeeeeeemmmmmmmmmm



I like a poem that is really long,

But then perhaps I am wrong.

Without Some Light



"I hate walking barefoot on the plains at night. 

Can't spot warm buffalo chips without some light."

How Sweet The Sound



Amazing Grace
Has always been my ace
Never forgot that sweet sound
Nor the lyrics so profound

Medal Of Honor



Single handedly credited for killing 22.
Multiple wounds as the enemy withdrew.
Unbelievable courage that resulted in victory.
Second most decorated in American history.

(The Medal of Honor is the highest level of recognition available in war.  Joe Hooper won the medal during the Vietnam War along with 254 other warriors. Joe Hooper was the most decorated for his actions in the Vietnam War for his courage, valor and gallantry in keeping with the highest traditions of the US Army.  Joe Hooper is one of my earthly heros.)

Thank You For What You Do



When we arrived, the scene was unreal.
It looked like two towers of burning steel.
What a first day as a fireman on the job.
I can now feel my heart start to throb.

Where do you start on a fire like this?
Everything around me seems to be amiss.
Captain said, "Grab your gear and run upstairs!"
By this time I'm starting to say my prayers. 

Couldn't go up for all the people running down.
Helped them out of the building and sent them downtown.
Wanted them to get away as quickly as they could.
They were not very safe where they stood.

By now, I realized this wasn't going to end very well.
Going back up those stairs was like running into hell.
Everywhere I stepped was debris and glass.
Gave encouragement to people as we pass.

Heard people jumping from the top.
Could hear their screams as they drop.
Must be pretty bad up there,
If the best option is jumping into the air.

Took out a picture of my wife and son.
Wanted one last look while on the run.
Surely this building won't fall flat.
Oh my God! What the hell is that...

Scared Half To Death



I'm afraid of clowns.
I was scared half-to-death one time.
What happens if I get scared half-to-death again?

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One donut a day could alter your DNA.

A President That Grew Up Fast



From kindergarden guest,
to terrorist quest.

Honey, I Asked You Please



Honey, I asked you to please not put 
Tabasco hot sauce in the cat food anymore.

His mouth is on fire again and
If he burns the house down we're all done for.

His voice doesn't sound like a cats meow
It sounds more like a lions roar.

I have no choice now
But to give him to those people next door.

Should have moved him with my fishing net
My burned hands are going to be sore.

"Omaha" Explained



Peyton told me why "Omaha" is part of his count.
Here is what I found out:

It all has to do with wind direction,
And the volume of his voice inflection.

Depends of the end zone he's faced,
And the manner in which his shoes are laced.

The jersey he's wearing may force him to deviate,
And the play clock may cause him to abbreviate.

"Omaha" is a run play, but it could be a play action pass,
Dependent on if he's playing on turf or real grass.

Throw in the fact that "Omaha" changes every play,
And I get the idea that Peyton really doesn't want to say.

Howdy Y'All



Howdy y'all.
I enjoy writing poetry,
I have a little collection.

Trouble is.
Up in the mountains,
I don't have a connection.

About To Crash



When I was young, 
I had lots of energy,
But I had no cash.

Now that I'm a senior,
I have lots of money,
But I'm about to crash.

Remembering The Twin Towers


My PTSD

I do not sit and think about my PTSD,

my PTSD thinks about me and I sit.

Inch

Some who are given one,
Have only just begun.

They will not have won, 
Until you have none.

Just An Ole Lady Bug



A cat in hiding ready to spring.
He's small but thinks he's a king.

Is it a mouse he is after,
Or a bird up in the rafter?

Pupils are dilated and focused.
Maybe he's after a locust.

Perhaps it's just a slow moving slug. 
No. Never mind. It's just that ole lady bug.

Better For Me

The law from Your mouth
Is better for me,
Than the treasures of this earth
Could ever be.

Psalm 119:72

Bristlecone Pine



Living high on specialized ground
Older then any other trees around

It's a good lesson for global warming
Because of all the new trees reforming

Survives when others can't 
This is one serious plant

I could talk a lot about this tree
And how it relates to me

We do have a kindred heart
It's like enjoying rare fine art

I've walked through the groves alone
One of the most peaceful experiences known

I love these trees for their strength and beauty
Protecting them is a real sense of duty

Note: (This is the largest Bristlecone Pine in the world.)

Optimist or Pessimist (Shape Poem)


Above It All



Sometimes I need to be above it all.
Looking down, troubles seem so small.

Up here I'm in control.
Peace is my goal.

No one can touch me here.
No need to run in fear.

Think I'll fly over that hill.
Finding something fun would be a thrill.

2



Thank you for all those hours of TV watching you
You have been an inspiration too

Many new records you have set
One of the best players I would bet

They should retire your number 2
There will never be another you

Tonight is your last home game on TV
I know exactly where I will be

Tonight I'm ordering pizza in
Anxious for the game to begin

I hope you enjoy your after life
Maybe you can find yourself a wife

You never entered the Personal Hall of Shame
See you again at the Baseball Hall of Fame

What's It Feel Like?



What's it feel like to have 48,000 fans chanting your name?
What's it feel like after 22 years then play your last game?

What's it feel like to walk through New York City when everybody wants to shake your hand?
What's it feel like to pay $15,375 for a dugout seat and most of the game you stand?

What's it feel like to know you are a walk-in to the Baseball Hall of Fame?
What's it feel like when everybody wants you to sign your name?

What's it feel like when all of your opponents give you a salute?
What's it feel like when you and your coach never had a dispute?

What's it feel like to have Bob Shepherd announce your at-bat?
What's it feel like to leave the field and tip your hat?

What's it feel like when your opponents are glad you are retiring?
What's it feel like when your teammates refer to you as "inspiring"?

What's it feel like when even the commercials are about you?
What's it feel like when even Mother Nature comes through?

What's it feel like to have a ring on every finger?
What's it feel like to leave the stadium, pause, look back and linger?

What's it feel like to be Derek Jeter? 
The model of greatness. 
Thanks Derek.