bognetta

We put it together expecting a stick
But later we find a boot to lick
It’s tasty, it’s chewy as leather can be
But it’s clogging digestion, I see
So instead for the swallow and gulp
Ignore the labeling scheme of culp
Able and willing this time
To live out this beautiful rhyme
What in the world is the time?
Who put the time in for crime?
How was it committed and who was at fault?
Seems the rock moveth although it’s basalt
Esque Akua. (Coochie Coochi Coo!)

If you burn all your bridges
There will be nowhere to cross
Then who say, my Dear
Will lick off your lipgloss?
Romance is dandy as candy can be
But eyes must stay open
While swinging on tree
Limb to limb, stay limber, Little Bee!

Whether mammals or another creature
There’s something aglow to feature
And they’re fighting the current to reach
A new destination to teach
Yes, they’re on their way as they play
Enjoying the journey, enjoying their stay
They might perform a trick or two
Just to attract your eye, simply for you
As they swim, life’s not grim
Because they’re moving and they’re slim
Just running the obstacle course
Avoiding all the predators, of course!
Their fins help their bodies glide
They move with a slippery slide
Alongside boats, they’ll put on a show
And if you’re in trouble, your body, they’ll tow!

The payment is to assist in paying back student loans.

Because I have only salvaged 41 original paintings from all the moves I've made, these will be available to buy for helping me get rid of debt and assist with my future endeavors as an artist/poet/songstress. There is only one of me and only one of each of these very special paintings. Get yours while you can!

$1,000.00

Sure, I’d like to pump you up like a balloon
Then let go without tying a knot
All that hot air flying across the room
The memories are so, so many that I forgot
But whether with a puff of air or smoke
That one seed stays still trying to provoke
It still wants to cover that flower
Even as the others blew in a wind shower
Perhaps it just needs to loosen up a little
And join the laughter embedded in the riddle
But whether you call it violin or fiddle
The music sounds the same while in the middle
If you’ve heard the song & say, ‘Oh No! Not Again!’
You haven’t quite reached point that they call ZEN
For life is not quite a mystery
Repetition makes some kind of history
I’d like to pump you up when you are flat
Still being sharp…(it might help your attack)

The payment is to assist in paying back student loans.

Because I have only salvaged 41 original paintings from all the moves I've made, these will be available to buy for helping me get rid of debt and assist with my future endeavors as an artist/poet/songstress. There is only one of me and only one of each of these very special paintings. Get yours while you can!

$1,000.00

So, you don’t know what to buy nor what to be
And there you sit creating philosophy
Wondering if a person, place or thing could make you happy
Or why, how, what, or who has made you sappy
There you sit like a bump on a log
Not knowing whether to embrace or flog
Could there be a cloud on your brain so murky?
Will you once again crave Thanksgiving turkey?
You write because clearing your throat over and over
Never gets you to the field where you could roll in clover
And your throat is raw, And your throat is sore
Maybe tape it shut…Strut your style & be adored
Such a monkey mind thinking many ideas
Let’s swing from limb to limb until we get to Ikea
Monkey see is Monkey Doo
What can be done with it? I haven’t a clue

The payment is to assist in paying back student loans.

Because I have only salvaged 41 original paintings from all the moves I've made, these will be available to buy for helping me get rid of debt and assist with my future endeavors as an artist/poet/songstress. There is only one of me and only one of each of these very special paintings. Get yours while you can!

$1,000.00

The life boats saved some of the swimmers
The glistening water strolled & shimmered
So, so many men, women, & children
Were saved from the ferocious AH-CHOO!
It was a blessing to see each one safe
In the swirling tide without a clam-bake
They were moaning, but so happily alive
Within the current, yet in a riptide
For dear life, they sailed on
The rain cried for them to run
But for now, their feet were stuck in a boat
Just barely hanging on, just barely afloat
As they drift out at sea, they don’t fret
Because they knew in this life, they’d be wet
Although they all seem like a castaway
They’re caught up in the net anyway

The payment is to assist in paying back student loans.

Because I have only salvaged 41 original paintings from all the moves I've made, these will be available to buy for helping me get rid of debt and assist with my future endeavors as an artist/poet/songstress. There is only one of me and only one of each of these very special paintings. Get yours while you can!

$1,000.00

It’s true! Some of my pictures need frames
Even so, just the picture remains
And it never, truly tells the full story
It leaves out most of the bloody, gory
Just as some things must die, others are born
So, it doesn’t make sense feelings forlorn
Decide just how dependent you wanna be
Because the feelings content are free
It’s really just an alternate state of mind
Physically, you could leave a state altogether
If it frees you from a bind
But never mind, happiness is a constant search, so FIND!
Easier said than done is what I’ve heard
But I don’t listen to butts. They just cause turds!
As colorful or awful as this may all sound
You can never be lost once you are found
And although I know the words, I might not sing
Even so, hope you can find the joy that I bring
Forgive me, but my tune and pitch may be off
Still, I’m trying to be real throughout maddening scoff
It really isn’t much but a long-running story
But I try to keep it interesting, not a soap-opera…BORING!
Looking at me cross-eyed only shows determination
To make another mountain out of a molehill in our consternation
Happy-Go-Lucky should be a practice repertoire
And ad-libbing to the max spontaneous (Never really mature)
Season those words much more and they’re distasteful
Can’t even digest with all the salt and sugar, it’s wasteful (waist full)
Still, what I mean is that actions speak louder
And after a good deed is done, I can stand up prouder
As we wash ourselves clean with a good shower
Perhaps we can relax and smell the pretty flower
Cleansing our minds with water, a cup cool
Can remind us that no matter what, we all play the fool
They may say money talks and bullshit walks
But in reality, it’s all true…we all walk & talk!
(This concludes my lines to reduce wrinkles fine)

The payment is to assist in paying back student loans.

Because I have only salvaged 41 original paintings from all the moves I've made, these will be available to buy for helping me get rid of debt and assist with my future endeavors as an artist/poet/songstress. There is only one of me and only one of each of these very special pieces. Get yours while you can!

$1,000.00