Tuesday, December 28, 2010


I could be so much more
I could be a great star
If there had been effort

If there had been effort
If I had put more into it
I could be far better

I could be far better
I could be good enough
If only I were

Monday, December 27, 2010

Rubber Band

A rubber band is a strong thing
So long as not stretched too far
When it then breaks and all falls
And its groups no longer are

Saturday, December 25, 2010


Wonderful recollection of the birth of human God
Occurring December 25th each year
Sacred celebration of the incarnation of Christ
Leading his people out of their fear

Gathering in the Church with the community
Unifying the varied in Mass
Remembrance of the event with a great party
Collecting beloved family en masse

Congregation in a familiar and comfortable home
Unwrapping gifts galore
Revelation of the holiday's wondrous spirit
Manifesting in the store

Monday, December 20, 2010

You Write Good Poetry

Are you really so down upon yourself
When right over there, sitting on the shelf
Is a set of poems written by your own hand
That frankly, in a single word, are grand

Give yourself a bit of credit, dear
And trust me when you then hear
That you have written quite well
And so now I try to compel

You to write a bit more for us all
Perhaps something better than that goofball
Who writes so much on some dumb website
Who you could probably beat without a fight

Yes, he's alright, some poetry strong
But never are his efforts that long
Whereas you, with your patient mind
Can, in poetry, kick his sorry hind

So now I invite you to try once more
Your hand at poetry, I even implore
Please, oh please, write it again
One, two, thirteen, and then

Think about what you've accomplished
With the words formed you have nourished
Minds of men and hearts of them too
All because of the poetry by you

Wednesday, December 15, 2010


Once upon a time there was a
Gigantic purplish fuzzy bee.
Which is really strange, eh?
But what is shall then be.

Look at that creature, see
How it plays some great de-
Fense in the hive's annual Cee
Lo Green sponsored Game D,

Within its tournament, a
Tradition for the queen bee,
Friend of all sport to a
Point of no harm to a bee.

Thursday, December 9, 2010


Isn't it just crazy
How I'm up late working
On readings for a paper
Due in 108 hours?

I must be insane
And I know it happened
Somewhere in the past 18
Years, but where?

That's it, I'm mental
And there's no going back
To the future or the past
Or to a state of sanity

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

Computer Virus

You lurk in the shadows of the Internet
Watching, waiting for your opportunity
You hop onto that computer and hold tight
Obnoxious, loud, flashy, and deadly

But with the help of a friend
Hours of effort
It can work out in the end
Computer's unhurt

Virus, nice try, better luck next time
You were a worthy adversary, "Antivirus Action"
Come around if you get a chance ever
And we'll test out my antivirus reaction

Deeper Meaning

Deeper meaning lurks somewhere in the dark
As I seek it out from these choice words
Unsure of any possible significance
As I pick through as a pack of buzzards

This poem had meant something to me
For why else would I then write it
But the circumstance and thought is gone
As I seek some meaning to now refit

Deeper meaning lurks somewhere in the dark
Evading me and leading me away
Unsure of any possible significance
Which I cannot recall to this day

Saturday, December 4, 2010

Late Night

It's a late night
Writing a paper on
Arthur, legendary king, not
President number twenty-one

Writing a poem
To pass the time
And rest my mind from

Arthur and his stupid
Chivalry and honor
Cause I prefer my

President obsession
To that king and
This stupid paper