Twinkle Twinkle (rewrite)

Sparkling specks of light
I ponder
Floating in the sky
Prisms of the night
Glowing tiny gems
I ponder

Two Angels

Hey Private I have some really really good news for us two
I have just discovered that we’re going to become the greatest neighbors ever

It will be so great
It will be so freaking great causing big trouble

I’m pretty sure that we will be extra watched
Other neighbors will possibly be robbed
Running around being a punk
Bryce will totally end up drunk

He will feel good
I’m really glad I told him he should
Running very wild
He should be asleep in maybe ten

Well, outside naked, shivering, looking bored
He’ll be very cold sleeping there without a clue
He might be mad waking up so cold
He should be happy cuz’ I put his shirt in a fold

Radical yours of darkness
Cozily touching roughly in nippy air
Heavens overhead brimful with sapphires
Sugary essence hanging on a light breeze
Two create a seductive gaze on another
Our lips collide abundant with tanginess
Slow deep breathing to the ear
My body overwhelmed with a shock
Orgasmic sensation tingling on tongue
Rhythmic rocking standing on water
Flawless beat of waves crashing ashore
A magical night passing at once
Dreaming this night never to end
Long hours of dark we stood in
Soon to head off to snuggle in bed

Jimmy

Green like a fresh picked bannana
Orange like the KTM plastics
Slippery like a slip-n-slide
Moist like baby wipes
Slimy like an algea covered rock
Smelly like seaweed
Contained like fish in a tank
Bouncy like a cracked out man on a pogo stick

Piggy Pic

Oink, oink, oink,
Two little piggies
Small red crazy
Fat blue lazy
Water plum purple
Oink, oink, oink

Gaiser, Colin. "Pigs." Acrylic on Cardboard. 2009. May 15, 2009 http://fhspoetry2009.blogspot.com/

Found Poem

Hunting dangerous trophies
Big crazy legacy
Rises to stand in tree
Doubling the challenge on deer
Ship home a urine soaked bear
because you want that silver series reticle
How to up your boots
Bucks stop here
Hunt doe game

Riddle Poem

Bang I yell, down I take
Pesponsible for death
Yet not responsible am I
One small squeeze to kill
One big flash as an explosion
I bring fun to some and fear to others

Answer

Two Tone Poem

The silence of a black night
Seeing nothing but darkness and empty space
With burnt oil lingering in the air
Happyness of bright KTM Orange
The cool yet hot feel
A bold exciten emotion putoff
When black and KTM Orange mix look out
Smooth power and crazy
Loud fast and scary

Acronym Poem

Crazy
Ontime
Daring
Young

Bright
Optimistic
Unpredictable
Lively
Experimental
Yearning