Would you c/c hh's poem /?
by Happy Hiram
Whitney Singing with the choir
Poets reach what they aspire
clocks go back
no problems tack
there is no muck and mire.
Lenny Bruce comes for the ride
complains there's no underside
he can't mock
'cause peace ain't schlock
so it sucks being snide.
Orchids bloom, 'till the girls all swoon
hot chicks hang in every room
love that tucks away the tomb.
Whiskey, water, wine and ale
"Drink up, boys! We soon set sail!"
Just grab your ruck for the rails.
Fishing for the less venturous
no one's here to censure us
Grab a pipe,
I think I might!
(It makes me look more lecherous!!)
Peace at home for young and spry
Coffee, tea and apple pie
like melon seeds
who needs what or where or why?
In the midst I see it calling
snowy cherry blossoms falling
at the end of miseries wailing
nothing ending, sick or failing;
coming out of life's tunnel
birthing from a pastry funnel
to a life like a wedding cake
no uncertainty or mistake
a chance to harbor our souls and heal;
a pity heaven isn't real.
I loved this poem but of course disagree with Hiram's observation that Heaven isn't real. Please tell me what you think; btw, he knows I'm posting this.
I HAVE to enable him, Sue; he's too adorable to not! lol
Have you seen his blog, Benny? He's reading one of Cheesy's poems! Check it out. (Oh, and Hiram still rants - just read his 'Yahell' poem! LOL)
- Lizzy ®Lv 78 years agoFavorite Answer
He has been my hero more than once.
...HH please come back.
I need you here.
- HDLv 78 years ago
Well this is quite a ride! Even tho' I hate the fact it seems Coventry is good for HH's work.
So much consonance, rhyme, is it slant (God I am so ignorant) and for the length - kept my attention straight through and I found myself grinning. Humor and acerbic wit. I sure do miss him.
Oh and for the record I have my own private Heaven - so HH can't disturb me about that. I will laugh my a55 off when I am there and he passes on his way to the store. I'll say - hey HH what are you doing in Heaven? And he'll say have you seen the deals here? You don't even need money!
- lovechildLv 78 years ago
Oh Lord is it best to disclose what I know in reference to this or shouild I remain the keeper of classified information?
And shhould I smirk with the priviledge I am awarded to have my access easily enable to every one of the blogs that have HH's touch unmistakeably? Or should I just join in and pretend I can only have my friends here while I have an account here?
"Oh Hiram, Hiram, wherefore art thou, my eternal antagonist?"
- -Lv 78 years ago
NO, I won't!!!!!! (says with a smile!) If HH wants our feedback, he needs to come back!!!
I tried to become a member on his blog, but it wouldn't let me. I'm not sure what I did wrong,
but since he's reading this, I wanted him to know. I tried to leave a comment and it said I didn't have the right app or profile or label or something.
Anyway, HH, either you are through with this place or not! If not, then come back!
It's too duplicite (is that a word?) for you to have friends post your stuff, you're a more stand up guy than that.
You're enabling him, BG!!!!
Now, the HH I know would come back just to yell at me for that!!!!!Source(s): ahahahah! I have a son you are welcome to enable....see how that works out for ya! (He's adorable, too!)
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- FredericLv 68 years ago
S1 redone in honor of HH
My paint brush is for hire
I try to change this tire
Rocks are black
My bed is a rack
And my hair is on fire
Get back on the horse my brother....
- Yesu BenLv 78 years ago
This is HH's sweet side Kathy. I rather miss his raving side. Would you by chance have rant poems by him in your box of memories?
- GeminisingerLv 68 years ago
I believe he's a Jerseyite,so therefore,it is a given that I adore him,ranting or plain. Come Baaaack!!!
- PANDORA ΠανδώραLv 78 years ago
This is what I sent him yesterday:-
"Hope you are well, and without wishing to sound like a
nagging wife...lol, you are being missed and we want you back"
- 8 years ago
LOL---funny poem, with great stanzas.
(breaks out the shock-paddles)---"CLEAR!"
Sue's up to her elbows in your guts Harry--trying to piece you back together...