POEWHIT, 17 april 2012
Everyone meeting at 1:00 o'clock.
Great, were all here. "INTO THE
GARAGE EVERYONE". Close the door.
NOW-"POUND ON THE CAR".
START THE CAR ENGINE.
***THE WINNER IS*** -
the last one alive
and standing.
1/10/2007 from 8HOP.com
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POEWHIT, 16 april 2012
Horn of Africa waste.
CALL-CALL-come children.
The hut is under the sun.
So is the feast,
Call with the empty horn.
Scream upon the high hill.
Below the working buffalo.
Children play with paper balls.
No band-aid, on the elbow.
SCREAM-CHILDREN, they come.
RUM MEN--looking for slaves.
RUN-RUN-into the bush.
HIDE-they come.
Just sold like that.
LIFE IS NOT FAIR.
12/9/2006 from 8HOP.com
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POEWHIT, 12 april 2012
Life just like that.
Work all day sap.
Flat pay - plus tax.
Want that gold glitter.
Higher it is, and I'm better.
Run like a fool dog all day.
Won't ever catch the setting sun.
My shoes are worn out.
Carrot images-shout-knocked about.
Plus my mind in a cloud.
I just scream real real loud.
Flat pay - plus tax.
Multi-send these fax.
Again and again the blue max.
Blue-the new color of crack.
Want that crack carrot smile.
GOLD TOOTHPICK - [with a smile]
11/9/2006 from 8HOP.com
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POEWHIT, 5 march 2014
Sage of words, to read.
Counting every heart beat.
One that looked upon life.
Tears hidden from strife.
Wanting all to read.
His words like flowering seeds.
His anchor was mankind.
The war he knew, unkind.
When one hears WHITMAN name.
A POET OF KINGLY FAME
3/5/2014 JOE POEWHIT
JESUS SAVES
POEWHIT, 11 april 2012
[ NOTE - the 8HOP poetry site went down. Keep a copy of your works. Many poets lost alot on 8HOP ]
Life is a road to follow.
At times we must swallow.
Yet, the days flow buy.
Some we cry, others we sigh.
Breath air sing a song.
A little wine - not too long.
That name just rings a bell.
Poewhit is the name.
Not too many with that fame.
POE was heart-broken.
WHITMAN cried from the war.
Yet they opened many doors.
SUGABOO - Boooooooooooooooo
[a friend from 8HOP.com]
9/23/2006 POEWHIT
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POEWHIT, 21 june 2012
One day, last of the week.
Rest we do, a Holy God to seek.
Our ways become not our own.
That day belongs to God and home.
Thoughts become a worship song.
Labors end, to hallow our wrongs.
Jesus went to the temple prayer.
The Apostles followed Jesus, in his cares.
8/30/2010 POEWHIT
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POEWHIT, 15 may 2012
Got an - E - today on the math test.
Teacher said, "your minds in a fog".
Not that upon the sea.
And-your only a young teen.
Cast in the waves-no rudder.
These rocks will sink you.
You tell me I'm a fool.
YET, I teach school.
Your morals are in bad decay.
Smut plays on the stage today.
Garbage in your minds memory.
Funny odor cloud of insanity.
Hide in the closet all day.
Again-you tell me I'm a fool.
A stool for wine at times.
JESUS, made water wine.
Yours is a brook of crime.
Mine brings a laugh at times.
TURN THE TV. OFF.
Smoke is giving you a cough.
12/2006 from writespot.org ??????
POEWHIT
JESUS SAVES
POEWHIT, 11 may 2012
Born just like that.
Don't shake like that!!!!
You just a baby born.
In this world not long.
Your eyes roll in your head.
Breath Baby - your not dead.
Pipe was full of mellow.
Can't stop that stuff.
Just want more every day.
You came along on the trip days.
I didn't want you.
I don't pray in a pew.
I know God made you.
I'm only your Mother.
Just one-not a few.
Your DADDY - NO CLUE ??????
9/2006 from about poetry
forum ? POEWHIT
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POEWHIT, 26 april 2012
High in the clouds the B-52s.
Down below the toothpick forest.
Viet Cong and GI.s dead body parts-plus
maggots.
Stench went through the MY LAI pass.
Un-caring, just cut the grass.
Tall beers laugh at corner bars.
The TV. won another battle.
Images with katchup blood-sceen 4-take 1
TV. news can't project pain.
Sold clothing that mimics the dress.
All s-1, burning the college lamps.
YELLING PATRIOTISM, through pot pipes.
Sherman made a march to Savannah
People walkig on the flag, it's expression.
So the poor got drafted, in the cotton fields.
2007 from 8HOP.com
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POEWHIT, 25 april 2012
Media ads, with fluff and hair.
Say's don't give a care.
All my friends are cool.
Under-age, on a bar stool.
Hidden pint in the locker safe.
Helps my math keep the pace.
Lunch time pill to keep it cool.
Doctor pusher, has a swiming pool.
After school we took a ride.
Filled the car,and,a case beside.
Down the road with speed to kill.
TREE MONSTER ENDED THE THRILL.
2007 from 8HOP.com
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POEWHIT, 15 april 2012
Jailor with many keys.
Which one to set me free.
Inside the straight jacket mind.
Our thoughts can be unkind.
Gyrating circles, purple rain.
Images floating, dancing insane.
None of those keys will fit.
Unlock this tied soul of fits.
Churn, burn, break and fall.
Crazy images invited to this ball.
Release me from this un-sanity party.
Spiders webs are a blanket blue&hearty.
Crying tears are not wet.
Running to a sun, that wont set.
Jailor those keys-you need more.
To un-lock the sanity hiding.
BEHIND MY LIFE'S DOORS.
11/29/2006 from 8HOP.com
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POEWHIT, 19 april 2012
Water at the door knee-high.
Didn't fall from the sky.
BIG - ice-melt blues.
" Water over my shoes ".
Coastal cities-six feet under.
C02 - money mans plunder.
Floating just like-Noah.
Ice-melt like a coiling BOA.
Called up on the telephone.
MAN said, "YOUR ALONE".
2/6/2007 from 8HOP.com
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POEWHIT, 17 april 2012
GEE-MOM all the kids have them.
Please - MOM let me get one,
the kids all have them. ["I just
don't know"]. Go talk to you DAD-
"He will know better". DAD - MOM said
"it was OK. if I got the mail order
toy" - [I NEED FIFTY DOLLARS].
SURE SON!!!! "your grades were good.
MAIL ORDER:
Please send me one 9 MM glock
auto. Find enclosed 50.00.
THANK YOU
1/3/2007 from 8HOP.com
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POEWHIT, 24 april 2012
In church alone I sat.
Not letting my soul get fat.
There in a vision did I see.
An angel walking by me.
With the grace of God.
Her soul on solid sod.
Me, I was frozen still.
Only the preachers shrill.
Broken the moment spell.
Visions of heaven & hell.
2007 from 8HOP.com
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JESUS SAVES
POEWHIT, 24 march 2014
Limb of my domain
To sing of crying pain
Clouds fill the sky
My heart does fly
Wisps of cool wind
Ground full of sin
Let me leave my limb
Floating on air prim
3/23/2014 JOE POEWHIT
JESUS SAVES
POEWHIT, 12 july 2013
Beyond all.
Earth just a ball.
We are so small.
Yet - God loves all.
We pray to call.
God knows our hall.
Help from a ball.
Wait till next fall.
7/2013 POEWHIT
JESUS SAVES
POEWHIT, 28 march 2014
Poem boy - again
Just a note to send
Girl with lazy eye's
Read more - surprise
GOD made heaven
Worked 6 - rested 1
Well water - [ for sale ]
GEEE - you lookin pale.
3/27/2014 JOE POEWHIT
JESUS SAVES
POEWHIT, 14 june 2012
TAILS - FINS - BIG SPLASH !!!!!!
Got to move fast.
No way out.
Whale's water spout.
Eyes bulging big.
No place to sing.
More moving about.
TAILS - FINS - DO ROUT.
6/14/2012 POEWHIT
JESUS SAVES
POEWHIT, 8 june 2012
LOTTO and DEATH:
One day -
You are -
A winner.
6.7/2012 POEWHIT
JESUS SAVES
POEWHIT, 4 june 2012
Little bundles of joy.
On the carpet with toys.
Momma dog looks with a grin.
All day long they spin.
Knaw, chew, whine, and sing.
Roll around, baby barks and things.
Off in the quiet wings.
Daddy dog rests, with head sublime.
In his dreams, wishing of other times.
Yet, they roll and play onward.
On the carpet, OUT !!! in the yard.
Merry are the fluffy puppy dogs,
plus the bard.
2007 from 8Hop.com
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POEWHIT, 22 may 2012
Been on your old feet.
That big front door to keep.
The one with the brass and key.
You came from across the sea.
Your work is the door keep.
Shine the brass, even the key.
Been forty years now door keep.
You have been a good-and sweep.
Shine on your shoes to see.
"the rich lady's shawl with gloves".
"the gentleman's hat, with the gloves".
Back at the door-ballroom-party fun.
Another years gone, being on the run.
At the end of the year MASTER was kind.
*FORTY YEARS-a cigar for you*
Still in the wrapper, not two.
2006 from Scribble Club.com ????
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JESUS SAVES
POEWHIT, 17 may 2012
DEALS, DEALS, DEALS
Small room, with twelve bathrooms.
Envelopes fill the baskets.
Mirrors with lipstick kisses.
In the small room-elbows bump.
In the office.
OCCUPIED-next bathroom.
Outside neighbors look.
Cesspool trucks arrive.
Dirt cover-up off lid.
Man preys lid open.
Next years news escapes.
CESSPOOL CLEAN and POLITICS AGAIN.
2009 POEWHIT
JESUS SAVES
POEWHIT, 13 may 2012
A nice bar, to stop and play.
The bard is here, what's to say.
Unpack fiddle, poems and gear.
Let me find, an empty ear.
So and what - this and that.
A wine bard - anymore raps.
Meal time - sing us a song.
" Hours late, must get along ".
Here are some coins bard.
Onward next bar, that roads hard.
5/13/2013 POEWHIT
JESUS SAVES
POEWHIT, 25 march 2014
Sour is the hour
Call of the flower
Song fills an air
Yesterday, a care
Life flows along
Our life a song
Up seems down, at times
Down is up, a rhyme.
3/24/2014 JOE POEWHIT
JESUS SAVES
POEWHIT, 30 december 2016
One small glass of water.
The waiter said, "THAT WAS THE ORDER".
The pantry man looked at me.
We have no water, LET IT BE.
What will I tell him, HIS MAJESTY.
OFF WITH MY HEAD ! It seems to me.
Oh your honor, the pantry said, "LET BE".
WHAT !! No water in my kingdom.
How can this fate, NO FREEDOM!!!
But, What, after this - TO SEA.
Find me some water - ON ONE KNEE.
That is your quest - NOW FLEE !!!
Yes your majesty - A CRUSADE IT WILL BE.
For a small glass of water.
Call all in the quarter-YES. Even the porter.
from my poem book DREAMS 2
POEWHIT, 2 january 2017
Gamble and roll all day.
YET, I have no income pay.
On a bench my home life.
Hook she does, such a good wife.
Let me play this molded image part.
From T.V. ads - to multi-multi-marts.
All day long in a haze.
Crawling sometimes in a maze
The herded sheep - all wool gone.
Addictions grow - new tattoo on arm.
GOLD plated chain around neck.
Got that itch - joker in the deck.
Around the block again
Down is up now - times bend.
Illusions live on T.V. ways.
Church door locked - stolen pay.
Where is GOD ? all is lost.
Overdose time - the new host.
All growing dark - real slow.
DOWN TO HELL - LAST ROLL - HELLO.
from my poem book DREAMS 3
POEWHIT, 8 april 2014
The moon turns
SPIN earth SPIN
who am I ?????
Spot of living dust
Air of must
SIT, [wonder an hour ]
Smell of the flower
Life turns with power.
5/8/2014 JOE POEWHIT
JESUS SAVES
POEWHIT, 9 january 2017
Brainwasher - telling me this thing.
That way - I must sing.
Your song only for me.
Not like my ideas and free.
Look I do into your eye.
You never blink - onward sighs.
Telling me your ways to be.
Weak minded - am I really free ????
An addict you have made me.
Sit I do - you must set me free.
Then I become your song.
Out on the street - hanging long.
BEAT - ROB - STEAL - AND KILL.
UPPER - DOWNER - ACTION - ALL THRILLS.
DANCE ALL NIGHT-GAMBLE - SPEED PILL.
GOD said, "CROSS ON THE HILL".
from my poem book DREAMS 2
POEWHIT, 10 january 2017
AIR FOR SALE=+=THINK.
Vomit into rusty sink.
Sick all day long.
Fading into the haze.
Black-red-green cloud maze.
10,000 chems and more.
Mix in the air - SHUT DOOR !
Tape the windows good.
Clean air machine - VooooooM.
Inside I'm alive today.
Unborn child - what's to say.
On the couch - T.V. on.
Food tube in my arm.
Just hiding thinking of the sky.
Those multi-colored clouds pass by.
from my poem book DREAMS 2
POEWHIT, 11 january 2017
Dead fish, poison lake.
Acid rain, sunshine bake.
No fish in the pond.
Clip coupons from the bond.
Mighty wonder, mega works.
Drill more oil satan lurks.
Empty hook upon the bay.
Crabs gone, whats to say.
Tiny fish sold in plastic.
Paper weight, oh to fantastic.
Dirty water, no more life.
Kids dead, took one bite.
from my poem book DREAMS
POEWHIT, 12 january 2017
Polluted air, dead mans wonder.
Taken back from the blunder.
Sing a broken song to me.
Pinstripe suit said, "TURN THE KEY".
Television said, "OZONE WITH HAZE".
Eyes feeling blurry, a walking maze.
Plastic pyarmid, a French song.
Pinstripe suit said, "THRY'RE WRONG".
Eggshell air covers the earth.
Open the curtain on a blue birth.
Garage door closed, suicide ways.
Pinstripe suit said, "MANY DAYS".
from my poem book DREAMS
POEWHIT, 16 january 2017
Into the attic I creep.
Just for a tiny peek.
They won't ever know.
I'll go real slow.
A pirate trunk to find.
Jolly Roger, and that kind.
Slowly open to look.
It's empty but one book.
Soiled and old, yet it gleams.
First page open by seam.
Dear Diary, today I cry.
I met this nice guy.
from my poem book - DREAMS
POEWHIT, 1 april 2014
Dance all earth
Sing more to birth
A song with heart
High and low tide - apart
Clouds have a start
Just find our part
Pray and sing to life
GOD can heal strife.
4/1/2014 JOE POEWHIT
JESUS SAVEt
POEWHIT, 31 march 2014
Flowers cover a hill
Beauty of nature
Quiet is the sound
The sun all around
Let me sit and look
Gentle sound of a brook
A bird flies softly
It's shadow crosses me.
3/31/2014 JOE POEWHIT
JESUS SAVES
POEWHIT, 31 march 2014
Are you Poem boy ?
Let me sing coy
GOD don't like idols
Down to a toy dollsl
GOD wants us to follow
His way, not ours, swallow
He is a jealous GOD
Back then, the idol mod.
3/30/2014 JOE POEWHIT
JESUS SAVES
POEWHIT, 26 march 2014
LOVE - LOVE - LOVE
Just a 4 letter word
A mountain jolted
The heart bolted
Find that magic mix
Like a candle wick
Look for love
Wings of a dove.
3/26/2014 JOE POEWHIT
JESUS SAVES
POEWHIT, 25 march 2014
Sunrise or sunset
Love the rest
Open eye's look
A gutter crook
GOD in heaven
Never work on seven
Beauty of life
One note - a fife.
3/25/2014 JOE POEWHIT
JESUS SAVES
POEWHIT, 24 march 2014
Cry out words
Sit so absurd
A pen for the notes
Ideas seem remote
Play a magical song
Fill the soul long
That note with tears
Rings long in the ears.
3/23/2014 JOE POEWHIT
JESUS SAVES
POEWHIT, 9 march 2014
My kingdom for bread
"the jester said"
Hunger at the gate door
Bread man, an empty more
Hunger with burning pain
Some bread, before insane
Bread, bread, more here
Empty, gone-last words ear
3/9/2014 JOE POEWHIT
JESUS SAVES
POEWHIT, 29 may 2012
Darkness comes with the setting sun.
So the party parade has begun.
Onward marching to the dancing band.
Caressed in images, that give love and sand.
Spreading the tiny AIDS bug to me.
A wrath of GOD, cursed upon thee.
There is no cure, GODS WILL, be.
That his son on the cross died for thee.
Setting enflamed souls, away from its curse.
Aids marches onward, like a river to sea.
All subscribers to the marching AIDS BAND.
Your better off just holding hands.
2007 from 8Hop.com
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JESUS SAVES
POEWHIT, 14 june 2012
A nice bar, to stop and play.
The bard is here, what's to say ?
Unpack fiddle, poems and gear.
Let me find-an empty ear.
So and what-this and that.
A wine bard, anymore raps.
Meal time-sing us a song.
"Hours late, must get along".
Here are some coins bard.
Onward next bar, that roads hard.
5/20/2012 POEWHIT
JESUS SAVES
POEWHIT, 23 april 2012
Pat on the head.
Bowl of water.
Need a flea collar.
Out for a walk.
Over here boy.
Fetch the ball.
NO GARBAGE!!!! DOWN!!!!!
He's friendly.
Quiet-stop that.
DOWN!!! - DOWN!!!!
Yum time - good boy.
Bath time - clip nails.
OUT!!!! - IN THE YARD!!!!!
" I LIKE THEM ".
2/10/2007 from 8HOP.com
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JESUS SAVES
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