Three New Poems

I have written three new poems.  They speak to what I am feeling right now.  Personally, I like Gas Is So High... Just Poetry One Drop Life Ain't Nothing But A Trip Life Ain’t Nothing But A Bad Allergy Attack Where Da Bus At... Gas Is So High, but a Bus Pass Ain’t Cheap P.S.  I only felt three poems this time.

New Poetry

I have written some new poetry. I think these poems are introspective. Just Poetry... The Lone Barrette Something In My Throat Life Ain't Nothing But A Trip Life Ain’t Nothing But An Old TV Show Life Ain’t Nothing But An Old Friend Where Da Bus At... No Bus Pass Do They Miss Me?

I've Been Hacked

I had been hacked. I looked at my Just Poetry blog. It had been hacked. There was a very nasty message with some very nasty words on it. It appears to be fixed.

New Poetry...

I have written some new poetry. I lapsed religious on some of the poems.   Just Poetry... Sometimes Celebrate Life Ain't Nothing But A Trip Life Ain’t Nothing But A Lost Soul Life Ain’t Nothing But An Empty Space Where Da Bus At... Here We Go Again Almost Missed The Bus

Poetry

I have been workin gon my poetry. I think I may have come up with a new series or two. I will let you know more later.

Hot Water Heater Having Issues

Our hot water heater is on the blink.  It ain't no fun boiling a pot of water to take a bath. That sucks.

Garlic Bread

I saw someone make some garlic bread on TV.  It looked so good.  Now I want some garlic bread.  Maybe I will write a poem about it one of these days.

My Muse is Coming Back!

I haven’t written any poetry in awhile.  My muse is coming back.  Hopefully, I will have some poetry to post. Until then, you can read my other poetry. Chevella

Where the Bus At?

I have started on another series of poems. This series is called Where The Bus At?. I ride the bus from time to time. These poems are my thoughts on riding the bus. I hope you enjoy them. Read the poetry.

Life Ain't Nothing But A Trip

I decided to begin writing the Life Ain't Nothing series after I got the inspiration while I was sitting on some steps trying to get warmed up. It was cold in the building where I was. I went outside to sit in the sunlight. The sun was shining, but the wind was also blowing. I was getting warmed up at the same time, as I was still cold. I thought to myself, ain't this a trip. Then, I said, Life Ain't Nothing but A Trip Sometimes. I mean life can be the kind of trip that you take and it can signify the slang definition, meaning strange, ironic, or coincidental. Then after I thought about what was happening for a minute, another thought came to me, Life Ain't Nothing but A Ray of Sunshine. Thus began my quest. Life can be bad sometimes and life can be good sometimes. But life still remains constant… LIFE AIN'T NOTHING BUT A TRIP SOMETIMES. Read Other Poems About Life.