What if We were all Mind Readers, turn our Brains to Info Eaters. With this Gift there’s Problems Sure, work them Out and We’ll Endure. If we’re Walking in A Crowd, reading Minds could get Too Loud. We’d have Something we Now Lack, small Antenna’s in Our Back. Could direct To one’s We Want, to […]
Dreamt I blasted Off to Space, but That’s really Not the Case. Made me Write this little Ditty, “Secret Life of Bobber Witty.” Final shot to Win the Game, Roaring Lions I would Tame. be that Dashing Leading Man, help Old Ladies when I Can. I would broker Worldwide Peace, cure for Cancer I’d Release. […]
Who’s Online – Wish had a Dime, for every Time seen that Line, Perhaps I Pine just to Shine, to Make it Fine and Combine, a dollar Sign to Intertwine, to Design and Align, a special Shrine to Consign, my Porcupine a Valentine. This rhyme is Mine and Asinine.
Subject Matter – what to Write, can Start an Internal Fight. Catch them Quick – Put to Words, or Release as Logic Birds? Some may Read – most Will Not, unless you Snare a TV Spot. What you Write is up to You, go with Tame or Dare Taboo? Humor, Truth, or Broken Hearts, something […]
If I’d Gather Rhyming Words, Give them to a Flock of Birds. Together we Would create Birth, by Planting Words around the Earth. Perhaps from help of Buzzing Bees, The World would sprout up Rhyming Trees. Folklore we’d create Indeed, the Saga – Bobby Rhymingseed.
I would like a pet Mosquito, that would be extremely neat-o, and to truly do it right, I would have to name it “Bite.” Adopt it while it’s still an egg, before it’s thirst for blood is played. Take it on a path that’s shrewd, wean it slow to all Junk Food. Prolong its life […]
Seems that an eventful night, led to what might be insight. Here I offer my summation, we’ve been streamin’ since creation. Dreams “stream” in while we’re asleep, to our minds they surely creep. Netflix can’t begin to match, that which in our brains we hatch. From Super Hero to Scaredy Cat, just like falling in […]
There was a time when I hated to read, my mind would wander with blinding speed. Assignments were torture – a poke in the eye, exception for me that Guy in the Rye. Dreaded the books required to pass, and foolish reports as part of the class. Took many a night and morning sun, to […]