Submissions by snugglebuck
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
A frostbit redneck.
TO MY BABY BROTHER (Beyond Crazy, competition submission)
I’m weary of your anger
I’m tired of your lament
Offended by everyone
No one escapes your judgment
You’ve grown into a cynic
With a dark depressing soul
Once you were a baby
Whose mother loved you so
Your heart has become hard
Your mind is so shallow
I must move away
From the darkness of your shadow
I’m tired of your lament
Offended by everyone
No one escapes your judgment
You’ve grown into a cynic
With a dark depressing soul
Once you were a baby
Whose mother loved you so
Your heart has become hard
Your mind is so shallow
I must move away
From the darkness of your shadow
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2 Comments
WICKED CUPID
As the story goes, Lucifer, who was a Cherub, was cast out of Heaven for not fulfilling his angelic duties. I've often wondered if he wasn't the only Cherub to meet this fate. Because from my experience, Cupid can be one evil little weevil. "So Cupid here is my message to you. If your going to shoot me on Valentine's Day, would you please shoot the woman I'm in love with too?"
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APRIL’S FOOL
Just because I loved her so
Did I have to forfeit my mischievous soul?
All I did was pull a simple April fool’s joke
I never imagined the anger it would provoke
Staying overnight for a little sex
I put my clandestine plan
Into effect!
When she awoke, to her unpleasant surprise
I switched her panties with an identical pair
But of a much smaller size
Pulling and tugging to make them fit
When her frustration became apparent
I then applied my sober wit
I suggested her altered figure
From my observatory...
Did I have to forfeit my mischievous soul?
All I did was pull a simple April fool’s joke
I never imagined the anger it would provoke
Staying overnight for a little sex
I put my clandestine plan
Into effect!
When she awoke, to her unpleasant surprise
I switched her panties with an identical pair
But of a much smaller size
Pulling and tugging to make them fit
When her frustration became apparent
I then applied my sober wit
I suggested her altered figure
From my observatory...
125 reads
4 Comments
My contribution to 'Road Trip' competition.'OKAY YOU ASKED FOR IT'
95 reads
RADIO
No more love songs to guild me home in the night
No more wit to make my morning bright
Diatribes of hate and endless slander
Endless waves of dogmatic blather
When will they bring good listening back?
Oh God!
How I miss the howl of Wolfman Jack
No more wit to make my morning bright
Diatribes of hate and endless slander
Endless waves of dogmatic blather
When will they bring good listening back?
Oh God!
How I miss the howl of Wolfman Jack
57 reads
WORKERS OF THE WORLD
Menial labor
I’m the last of the few
Dirt covered blue collar
With Union views
Not much call
For the middle class
Sorry to say
I’m one of the last
Little respect
For my kind of girl or guy
Sweat for the money
Not for the pie in the sky
You keep telling me
"Unions are passé"
I’m wrong, you’re right
Things are not my way
But unlike you
I still have my dignity
To make a living
I never had to
Sleep with anybody
I’m the last of the few
Dirt covered blue collar
With Union views
Not much call
For the middle class
Sorry to say
I’m one of the last
Little respect
For my kind of girl or guy
Sweat for the money
Not for the pie in the sky
You keep telling me
"Unions are passé"
I’m wrong, you’re right
Things are not my way
But unlike you
I still have my dignity
To make a living
I never had to
Sleep with anybody
69 reads
6 Comments
END THE MILITARY OCCUPATION OF TEXAS
This is a piece of political satire I wrote and submitted to a Facebook sight. I was amazed at how many people took it literally. I kid you not, the head of the Texas Militia contacted me, and commented that 'though I was right', to please not repost as so Military Bases in Texas contribute to the economy, that my views could have a negative affect on the secession movement. It was also the subject of a late night conservative talk show out of Dallas. To be honest, the attention scares me a little!
END THE MILITARY OCCUPATION OF TEXAS
(An open letter to the President of...
END THE MILITARY OCCUPATION OF TEXAS
(An open letter to the President of...
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SANDAL MENTAL JOURNEY (my submissions for shoe competition0
SANDAL MENTAL JOURNEY
Marching
Kicking
Stomping
Clicking
Adolf Hitler
Genghis Kahn
Mussolini
Joseph Stalin
They all wore boots
Forgiving
Loving
Healing
Praying
Siddhartha
Moses
Gandhi
Jesus
They all wore sandals
On your journey through life what will you prefer to wear, hobnails of hate, or flip-flops of care?
Marching
Kicking
Stomping
Clicking
Adolf Hitler
Genghis Kahn
Mussolini
Joseph Stalin
They all wore boots
Forgiving
Loving
Healing
Praying
Siddhartha
Moses
Gandhi
Jesus
They all wore sandals
On your journey through life what will you prefer to wear, hobnails of hate, or flip-flops of care?
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Neon Jungle
Come ride the purple hippo
Through pink jungle of neon mist
Filled with monkeys full of nasty tricks
With a poet who took a nasty hit
Listen as a narrate my acid trip
Through pink jungle of neon mist
Filled with monkeys full of nasty tricks
With a poet who took a nasty hit
Listen as a narrate my acid trip
90 reads
2 Comments
ANOTHER COLD NIGHT IN MINNESOTA
Oh no!
Another night of -40 below
Frostbite so bad they'll
cut of my toes
Please won't you cuddle
Your warm body up next to me
Together we'll snuggle
And survive this frozen catastrophe
Another night of -40 below
Frostbite so bad they'll
cut of my toes
Please won't you cuddle
Your warm body up next to me
Together we'll snuggle
And survive this frozen catastrophe
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EROS' EUCHARIST
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4 Comments
THE DAY AFTER, VALENTINE'S DAY
Theirs no better day
Then the day after St. Valentine's Day
When the price of love
Is discounted 60% below
Than the price marked above
When you can walk through the door
With flowers and candy in hand
Without becoming a poor
Pathetic young man
So take heed dear lads
Listen closely to my advice
The only way say you love her
Is at less than half price
Then the day after St. Valentine's Day
When the price of love
Is discounted 60% below
Than the price marked above
When you can walk through the door
With flowers and candy in hand
Without becoming a poor
Pathetic young man
So take heed dear lads
Listen closely to my advice
The only way say you love her
Is at less than half price
135 reads
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