All I want for Christmas is Peace
All I want is war to cease
In the homes and on the street
Peace on earth and joy to greet
...
i promenade through passages
of crusted, concrete memory
and revel in plasticity
...
she fell in lust with you
what was she to do?
little versed in sex
her first would be your next
...
Henry David Thoreau was not a recluse or hermit
It’s true he spent many hours in solitude at Walden,
writing and contemplating nature; however
he frequented the town of Concord when the
...
Another chance to be the cad
Presents itself in guise of lad
Intent on causing mindless grief
Through wicked strokes of master thief
...
typically Memorial Day
is cold and gray
somber...sacred
selfless
...
He pushed his 300-pound body
as father withdrew
way back to the Delaware
to Thunder Road and Wounded Knee
...
Brother Jesse thinks he’s black
You and I know better than that
Brother George thinks he is white
You and I know that’s not right
...
Flecks of wisdom in my beard
Short gray hairs twisting weird
Reminding me of days long past
When life for me went by too fast
...
flexing my fingers and stretching my senses soon to be posting attacks and defenses (wink))
Peace For Christmas
All I want for Christmas is Peace
All I want is war to cease
In the homes and on the street
Peace on earth and joy to greet
Underneath my Christmas tree
Christmas morn I hope to see
Headlines blaring PEACE ON EARTH!
For men of naught and men of worth
Wrap peace up in shiny foil
Seal it tight so it won't spoil
Put it on a freezer shelf
Keep it fresh, our future wealth
Take it out at dinner time
Share a slice of peace of mind
Pass it out to all our Brothers
Sisters, Children and our Mothers
Use the peace meal, use it wisely
Digest it well and let our eyes see
Peace on earth, good will to men
Need not wait until the end
In our homes on Christmas Day
Preach of Peace as only way
To be happy, to be sure
To meet Peace at Heaven's door
I have commented on the poems I think are 'keepers' from this collection, Ken. Now, rouse yerself man! Trawl through your collection and press to get that ultimate Kenneth 'Snow' Poemhunter ebook and show some of these teabags your best moves.
whole lotta shakin' goin' on, Kenneth. I think you've written some of your best stuff recently, and you weren't no slouch before neither.
I keep dipping in to your poems, Kenneth. Versitility with verse & consistent clarity.
Just re-read your poems, Kenneth. I'm envious beyond shame, of your lyrical ear. Thanks again.
Hi Kenneth, I really enjoy your poems. However, as you may know, this site has some vigorous (bruised?) atheists and agnostics - so don't expect much comment. But don't be discouraged - keep at it, which I'm sure you will. You have a delightful musical ear for verse. Best, Michael.