Published on Jun 3rd, 2006 in Poetry | 1 Comment »Tell me, tell me Mr. Hunter
Why should I be afraid?
When I see you sharpening that old rusty blade.
Yes I do here you talking
About your Turkey Feast,
And you wont get your hands on me, you horrible, horrible beast.
So, Mr. Hunter heed my warning before it’s to late,
Eat BEEF for goodness sake!
©2005-2006 JD
Published on Jun 3rd, 2006 in Poetry | No Comments »Rain wind and trees heard “scowling”; Some of the things when the wind is a-howling. ©2006 JD-
Published on Jun 3rd, 2006 in Poetry | 2 Comments »A kiss on the check
Is what you get this special week
A flower so fair
The fragrance is in the air
A drink so fine
The taste of red wine;
The time of day where all of your worries go away
©2006 JD
Published on Jun 3rd, 2006 in Poetry | No Comments »A child cries
As he say’s goodbye
To his grandmother that cool
Fall day. . .
A leaf falls
He hears the calls
Of the wind that took her away
A child cries. . .
He says good bye.
©2006 JD-DragonBoy
Published on Jun 3rd, 2006 in Poetry | No Comments »Bow your head
for another soldier’s
dead.
Another sacrifice made.
The human race betrayed.
Another gunshot heard.
“Shh”… don’t say a word.
For this is where they lay
on Remembrance Day.
©2006 JD