Desert Stargazer's Poetry

[Desert Stargazer]

KIT KAT KITCHEN

Shuffle in and pet the cat
feed the cuss
to keep him fat
the atmosphere
is growing tense
the rumble of
the Catulence !

Snow is coming
and coming hard
send the kitty
to the yard

Watch him as
he disappears
laugh so hard
you're making tears

The snow becomes
a yellow cloud
the Catulence
is growing loud

The neighbors look
to catch the scene
they call your cat
The Kitty Bean

C January 12 2005 Stargazer

[Desert Stargazer]

Scratch...toss "hefty sound"
Gumper squats and fools around
he climbs back out
and caterwauls
while the early snowflake falls

He returns to the litter
and tries once more
leaps on you
then hits the door

He has to "fizz" but something's wrong
he bursts into the Kitty Song:

"Mrrowl Mgggggurk and Hissy fit
dammit master
my feet are grit
close the blinds
and then I'll go
I refuse to give the world a show"

You oblige the cat
you bought as a kitten
but just for spite
he wets your mitten

You dye him purple
to get even with him
no more cream
you switch to skim

The midnight clock
strikes right on time
he narrows his eyes
he's Frank cat stein

C January 7 2005 Stargazer

[Bhaskar]

haha I loved the second one!!!

[gdhmomchild]

~* Sorry if this comes off sounding mean, it isn't meant to be, but I've been offline for 12 days and came back to a torrent of posts. One thing I noticed is you don't mind posting your poetry and assumably you do for people to respond to it. I failed to notice where you responded to anyone elses. If you are an extremely prolific writer (and that would appear to be true) one thread is better than flooding many at once as it gives others a chance for their work to get seen as well. Either that or just post a couple at a time. Personally I won't respond to anyone that doesn't take the time to repond to others poems. I feel thats selfish not to give back. Thats why so many other poetry boards have rules that for every post, you have to respond to two others first. I'm very glad that we don't have rules like that but I understand why they do. If I don't post to yours again, at least you know why. Thanks *~

I've enjoyed some of the things you have written but was unable to read all. I have to admit total enjoyment and understanding to the last one since I have a household full of cats and at the moment trying to blend my three with my daughter's two since she just moved back home for a bit. Dying em purple is starting to sound good right about now too, lol

[Desert Stargazer]

Gdhmomchild. Yes you sound mean. Please don't dictate to me.

[Desert Stargazer]

Thank you Bhaskar ! I am glad you have a sense of humor. Life without it is fatal.

[gdhmomchild]

I don't dictate. It's an opinion on manners and an explanation if I don't post to your work in the future. I did however at least take the time to respond to your poem, which I see you ignored totally,lol. Mean is a totally callouse and rude response which I don't think I stooped to, but I know some people see any criticism as mean so thats why I prefaced it by saying it wasn't meant to be and also said I was glad we didn't have any rules on posting like other boards do. Sorry if I offended little one, wasn't meant to and maybe you will see that eventually.

[Desert Stargazer]

The Poet Gestapo....held onto her mop-o..and when she was done she ate buckets of slop-o....her house still a mess....what more to confess.....she spins in a haze of Beatnik Be Bop-o. The kettle starts screaming as hubby lays dreaming...and a fork plays a sad melody...but never fear.. the stranger is near....the music sounds just right to me. Feb 11 2005 Desert Stargazer

[gdhmomchild]

LOL, shows how much you don't know. Thanks for an insight into the void. Oh yeah, one other thing, thanks for pointing out the difference in what mean really is. That was a rude and meanspirited lil piece of shit there

Conversations often fly,
brain in neutral,
tongue in high

[_chris_]

Right, couple of things. Firstly, i like the poems, they're good fun and work quite well.

Second thing is thoug, quit the bitching, chill out my friends! You may feel the critisism is harsh, but that happens in life. Dont retalliate, and gdhmomchild, dont you retalliate either. Chill out, love, dont hate!

[Desert Stargazer]

Hissy Fit Hissy fit.....cat hair will fly....ride my back ride my back.....here's mud in your eye !

[Desert Stargazer]

I simply posted Poems....like many others do. I don't recall targeting anyone. Aries women don't take guff from those we may percieve to be somewhat Guttersnipish. I don't wear my belt up around my chest, nor do I have the word "doormat" on my forehead.

[gdhmomchild]

Guttersnipe? Look chick!! all I did was post in an open forum. I was polite enough to comment to your poetry. I was polite enough to explain why I probably wouldn't be posting again. Wtf you do or don't do, I really couldn't give a shit. If your knickers are inna tight bunch because I stated my opinion, maybe you should wait till you grow up before posting in an open forum. This is the meanest personal comment I've made directed towards you, and that was after your colorfully and totally incorrect picture you tried to paint of me, which was indeed, a meanspirited piece of work! Guttersnipe? My morality is just fine, and so is my station in life and since I own my house I couldn't be considered homeless either. And I guess the repost below still stands.
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LOL, shows how much you don't know. Thanks for an insight into the void. Oh yeah, one other thing, thanks for pointing out the difference in what mean really is. That was a rude and meanspirited lil piece of shit there

Conversations often fly,
brain in neutral,
tongue in high
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[VanAstral]

ha! cat milk spilt, don't cry, create, good thread!

[Desert Stargazer]

Cat paws from the Ozarks....Let's examine the logic behind your "magnanamous gestures" You initially criticised me for posting "too much" because you had been away 12 days, and lo and behold the "selfish" Desert Stargazer hasn't "praised" anyone's Poetry according to your personal "Tally Masters Incredible Roster of proper protocol" Then you throw in a "like it" comment for one of my poems. Slap me with one hand, and pat me on the back with the other ? That's like me telling you how to iron clothes, and criticise you because you are not also ironing your neighbors things, and that you are "selfish". Then, as a gesture of good will, I comment on your "lovely little pillowcase". I have dealt with people like you all my life. And please stop commenting, and focusing on my knickers..people will talk! You were "polite enough to explain why you wouldn't be posting" so why are you still posting ? If you wish to keep spewing, by all means, do so, but please start your own thread. I will post as many poems as I am allowed, and most people enjoy them. I have 700 on over 4 combined sites, and simply like to share. If I am causing problems, the administrators know how to put the fear into me.

[Desert Stargazer]

Chris, thanks for the advice. I deal with American Neo Cons all day, so coming here is like a vacation.

[Bhaskar]

WHOAH!!!!! Ladies!!! Chill out!!! What we have here is a failure to communicate.

Desert, all mom was saying was that it is kinda unfair to post a lot of threads of your own poems at once, because it pushes others off the front page. Also, everyone here is posting so they can get feedback on their writing, so it is common courtesy to give people that feedback (whether good or bad...she never asked you to kiss any ass). I think that is totally fair. To keep posting your stuff without giving others any feedback is kinda selfish. So is hogging the front page.

And mom, lets be a little patient here. You made your point with the first post, if she isnt going to listen, let it go, there is no use in getting angry and reacting, it just snowballs into a fight, nobody gains anything.

Well, not exactly nobody...I saw some nice lil catfight haiku-like poems out there. Lets keep the peace children.

[Desert Stargazer]

I would never personally accuse any of the Poets of hogging the boards. They post what they post when they Post it. I can accept that without peevish resentment. Some post many Poems at once, and then get busy with other things. NO ONE is ever obligated to respond to Poems. This isn't a blog, or a CULT is it ? Shouldn't people be free to respond based on the urge to share information ? If we had someone named Big Haired Todd who posted 100 Rasta poems a day, I WOULDN'T CARE.

[_chris_]

Would it not be a bit boring though. Come on, one hundred! thats like, lots!

Anyway, bhaskars making a fair point, and, in his words, chill out ladies!

[Bhaskar]

Stargazer, I dont get why you are getting so worked up. All we are asking is that you post all your poems in one thread, and consider giving other people some feedback.

There are no rules, you are free to do what you like, you can post as much as you want, you neednt reply to anyone.

But there is such a thing as being nice, politeness and courtesy, having some kind of consideration for others' needs and feelings. You can choose not to bother about things like that. But it makes the world a slightly nicer place when people do.

[Desert Stargazer]

I started my thread for my poems, so I wouldn't take so much space. Having them all on one thread makes it easier to read. That's my opinion. And yes..if Little Susie Sunshine wanted to put up poems about her gold finch, I wouldn't get on her for doing so. I would simply not read her offerings. I am not worked up, I am standing up for myself. I want to thank you all for drawing so much attention to my poetry.

[Desert Stargazer]

See the church and mind the steeple
watch the little blinded sheeple
yes they think their leader's God
but me myself I find it odd

They sit for hours completely stiff
then follow God Boy off a cliff

Sheeple "baaah " then "baah" once more
then settle upon the canyon floor

Chorus :
Sheeple come and sheeple go
some are fast and some are slow
some are stuck to their masters leg
velcro sheeple love to beg

Give your blessing to the sheeple cry
sheeple live and then they die
good sheeple follow the written rules
like happy little sheeple fools

They bought and shopped at masters stores
conforming bah bah sheeple bores

Bah Bah sheeple your master's home
reading from his bible tome
read it once then read again
with luck your sheeple lives will end

Sheeple sheeple ascending up
past the milky stellar cup
your leader steers to sheeple heaven
oh my God the bread's unleavened

Sheeple sheeple one's a Jew
here's a Muslim sheeple too
a Shinto sheeple takes up the rear
and grins a sheepish ear to ear

Sheeple zoom and worship Goddies
four armed heads and silver bodies
Lo we have some mass confusion
sheeple love the grand illusion

C November 10 2004 Stargazer

[Desert Stargazer]

Lenny sipped his coffee
while the wind howled past the door
Betty Ann pushed on the mop
to clean the checkered floor

Susie came in with her Bible
and began to prosletize
Len and Betty smiled a bit
while Toby rolled his eyes

"What would you all do
if Jesus walked in?"
Susie said out loud
she'd grown used to dealing with
this "Athiestic" crowd

"Well, I'd sit and finish my coffee Sue
'cos I've never even met him
I'm not into this religion stuff
so I'm sure I'd soon forget him"

Susie rambled on and on
between her bites of pie
Betty finally had enough
so she let out a sigh

"Susie I mean no disrespect
but I'm into Buddhism now
Toby's into Hindu stuff
he'd never eat a cow

"Lenny's God's the highway
he depends a lot on his rig
we all have different outlooks girl
so I hope that you can "dig"

Susie held her Bible
and finished up her pie
then she coughed
and cleared her throat
(to equal Betty's sigh)

"Yes I dig you Heathens
your'e all goin' straight to Hell
those false teachings that you follow
I've read about so well"

"HA ! snap sizzle pop there Susie !"
Larry bellowed out
Toby dropped the pepper
(he'd never heard him shout)

Susies body stiffened
(she'd earned God's brownie point)
she paid her tab
then curtsied fast
and then she left that joint

Betty brewed fresh coffee
then rubbed on Buddhas belly
Toby ate his veggie meal
and Larry grabbed the jelly

God in His perfect wisdom
loved them all the same
compared to Ancient history
this group was very tame

C August 15 2004 Stargazer

[Desert Stargazer]

Her name was Mary Carmine
but they called her "Casketina"
she was built like an army tank
and there was no one "meaner"

For money she built coffins
and charged a decent fee
but the local undertakers
just would not let her be

They told her it's best
"to seal 'em up"
(to keep the oxygen out)

but Mary Carmine cussed their ears
and often she would shout
"Get off my case you greedy fools
may the vultures do you in
if I should find you by the road
I'll tell your next of kin ! "

People bought her caskets
they came from miles around
they bought one for Casketina
when they placed her in the ground

C August 4 2004 Stargazer

[Desert Stargazer]

The windows were boarded
the neon was dead
haunting organ music
bounced around in my head

I flew thru the windows
not really quite awake
creepy was the feeling
won't you please give me a shake ?

My fingers were all numb-like
and I looked at the rink
Barbara Jane the waitress
placed my lips on her drink

"What's she doing here?" I thought
'cos I heard that she'd been killed
her uniform was frozen
and my eagerness chilled

Her nylons tied me to the chair
as my heart began to pound
the terror crept into my soul
when I heard a groaning sound

The silent curtain parted
as a spotlight dressed in blue
fell upon the ghastly face
of Morgan Thoss La Rue

Morgan stood at six feet six
with horrid yellow teeth
his sunken eyes were gristle
and he wore a graveyard wreath

The music then swelled
as he skated around
in a silly little skirt
his bulbous thighs
were covered with hair
his favourite word was "Hurt"

The organ man kept his back to me
and played a lively tune
Morgan Thoss had ratty skates
beneath a tin foiled moon

The patrons watched him go 'round and 'round
and just a few would clap
If Morgan caught them looking past
he's give their heads a slap

The skulls would roll upon the floor
devoid of flesh and crown
the ire of my perceptions yes !
they never made a sound

Morgan grabbed up Barbara Jane
and tried to "strangle her good"
The organ man tried to turn around
(somehow I knew he would)

Upon his final note he arose
and set Morgans skates afire
Then he grabbed him by his hair
and hung him from a wire

When all was said and done that night
we knew it had been an illusion
the Organ man had a claim to fame
he created mass confusion

C August 10 2004 Stargazer

[Desert Stargazer]

Late at night the E- mails flew
the girls had nothing much to do
they all loved pink
and searched online
the pink addiction
would suit them fine

Elephants pink on a coffee cup
a flamingo apron
well grab it up !
a pink hair band
with some pink pop beads
just the thing
a pink freak needs

Pink cat slippers
with whiskers gold
mark those suckers
"Just been sold"

Cocktail shakers
with a pink scotty dog
the best one yet
a pink Yule Log

Pink clover glasses
to frame your face
Heironomous Bosch
in a pinked gown lace

Click the screen
then click again
tickled pink
remember when ?

Pleated pink undies
in a crinolined skirt
contac lenses in pink
might hurt

Shiny pink tap shoes
with a pink baloney smile
that serves to remind me
I haven't danced in awhile

A pink tennis racket
with a tin of pink balls
a bough of pink holly
now I'll deck the halls

Pink hip waders
with a bright pink creel
damaged slightly
(but no big deal)

Pentagram necklace
with a pink tapir snout
a Pink Straight Jacket
let's check it out !

C. February 13 2005 Desert Stargazer

[Desert Stargazer]

I went out to see a movie
and I got the Candy Bar Blues
there were Zagnuts and Hershey bars
and way too much to choose

There were Necco Wafers Cherry Mashes
and Juju Bees you know ?
I had to "whizz" to make things worse
and I was bound to miss the show !

To add injury to insult
the candy mocked my staring face
why couldn't I make my mind up
in a self-affirming pace ?

The Clark Bar nudged the Chick-o-Stix
and the Black Crows cawed at me
making it worse
the cartoon started
and I had to take that pee

There were Butterfingers
Mallow Cups
and Peter Paul Almond Joy
Mars Bars and Red Hots
(all to please this boy)

Add to that a Chunky
and some Candy Cigarettes
Raisenettes would vanish soon
(I'd have no real regrets)

The Zero Bars and Walnettos
would fill my cheeks so fast
the Jaw Breakers (rolling in my mouth)
would never ever last

Oh God I see a Sky Bar !
and a pack of Teaberry Gum
Why can't I make my mind up ?
hey girlie !
give me some !

The popcorn released a big guffaw
and spewed butter on my shirt
when the Heath Bar called me an idiot
I felt a world of hurt !

I considered a couple of Sugar Daddys
but the Mary Janes caught my eye
I thought about the urinal
and hoped I wouldn't die

The girl behind the counter
tried to help me out
but every time I made up my mind
it filled again with doubt

There were Juicy fruits
and Peanut Logs
and M and M's in a box
I glanced over to the mens room
to a line of waiting jocks

I settled on Good and Plenty
I could not wait..you hear ?
I'd never make it to the bathroom
so I made like a Rocketeer

I ate my Good and Plenty
as I shot past the ticket man
I headed to the nearby woods
and borrowed "Natures can"

The movie had already started
when I got back in with my stub
I heard the dramatic music swell
(but I knew there would be a rub)

I heard a tiny voice calling me
from behind the Peanut Butter Log
Just inside
underneath the lights
stood a shiny heckling dog

"How about a candy bar kid?
we got lots of things in red"
I took him for a Gummi Dog
and just bit off his head

C September 24 2004 Stargazer

[Desert Stargazer]

He haunted me from the spine of a book
I must confess
I had to look
I propped the book in an opened stance
And felt the charm of a Ghosts romance
I fell upon my satined Bed
the letters now must not be read
His face gazed out from parchment pages
I watched his heartbeat thru the ages
I took the poison
I had no tears
my husband filled my soul with fears
As I died I felt my ring
being taken off
by a hateful thing
The thing replaced by a Writers Kiss
yes..a perfect moment this
As I die he drinks me in
and sings me out of the room
My husband trips over a rotund cat
and tumbles to his doom
C October 19 2003 Stargazer

[Desert Stargazer]

He was young and beautiful
with not much time to live
he wanted to experience a peace
but his companions would not give
They hovered and they smothered
and made him a nervous wreck
he hated all the catering
and breathing down his neck
He wanted his last sweet moment
to come with dignity
but his clingy associations
refused to leave him be
he never had a moments peace
as they arranged his domestic affairs
they sat some inches away from his face
on cushy wooden chairs
They stared at his pills
while he had the chills
covered from head to toe
they drove him crazy with all that stuff
he couldn't wait to go
Once he was safely in the ground
he would get on with his life
he had changed his will and testament
but never told his wife
The flaccid little witch
never recieved a penny or land
our hero died in his sleep one night
whilst lying in the sand
Life is a Giant Tumbleweed
we never know when it will shift
Escaping the greed of others
is natures greatest gift

C January 25 2004 Stargazer

[Desert Stargazer]

Dog feet
what a treat
they show the bottoms
when you're in a seat

A sleeping dog
now ain't that neat ?
those happy canine feet !

Now to greet
those sleeping feet
up near your face
(like popcorn heat)

Oh your life
is not complete
'till you've caught a whiff
of doggie feet !

C September 7 2004 Stargazer

[Desert Stargazer]

Where do we go ?
and when does it stop?
when do our eyes
need not the clock ?

How will the bell chime
get into our ears?
and can we react
to deep-seated fears ?

How does the phone ring
if we don't carry one ?
will memory burn out
with a bite from the Sun ?

What seemed true at night
may pale in the light of day
shall we consider the dog song
and what he has to say ?

February 13 2005 Stargazer

[Desert Stargazer]

Take off was perfect
and the sky was clear
no hint of trouble
and no wind to shear

The passengers smiled
when the coffee was served
but no one laughed
when the airplane swerved

The stewardess donned the "OK" face
then stuff started flying
all over the place !

The black lady sang out a gospel tune
the tiny little baby started crying soon

The plane began to groan
and the rivets popped
Then as quickly as it started
all the bouncing stopped

Captain Mullgroonie
left the cockpit just then
sporting a Rainbow wig
he said that he was joking
(and he did a silly jig)

No one thought him funny
so they quickly threw him out
on his way to meet the ground
they heard him give a shout

"I hate to break the news friends
but there is no co-pilot
if you have a complaint at all
I hope you're sure file it"

The steward ran to the cockpit
and grabbed the microphone
he told the people
he would do his best
to get them safely home

The passengers hoped for a miracle
and the coffee flowed like wine
with a little help from the ground crew
"Stewie" got them down just fine

As for Captain Mullgroonie
(with the clownish nose from hell)
he landed with a boom (upon the roof)
of the famous Flamingo Hotel

They dried him into a mummy
and every Halloween
they toss him from
the Pink Facade
the crowd just loves to scream

C September 26 2004 Stargazer

[Desert Stargazer]

Separation between the drops
in just a moment
the heart ache stops

The things we brought
from times gone past
tend to fade
but some will last

The window pane
and finger tips
we press against pretended lips

Our hair needs washing
and day is gone
and we await another dawn

Our sheets are cold
our legs are hot
we make the most
of what we've got

The pillow is you
and I am me
imagination will set us free

C December 27 2004 Stargazer

[Desert Stargazer]

We belong to no one really
our lives are but a gift
landscapes appear
then disappear
the cycles will always shift

Cling as you might to a building
and treasure the time honoured tree
nothing material is permanent
stay tuned
and you will see

The moon comes up like a beacon
to remind us to treasure the light
the Sun appears to awaken us
and gives Luna a rest for the night

The school years are filled with confusion
some teachers erase what you've learned
be careful not to believe
in all that you hear
(so many have already been burned)

Pay close attention to the things that you see
and listen to the words in your head
nothing much can bore you then
and you can review it again
when you're dead

C September 6 2004 Stargazer

[Desert Stargazer]

The light from the lamp
hit the ground
which was damp
as I struggled to lace up my shoes

I had many things
that I wanted to share
all the plain
and the fanciful news

The snowflakes were falling
I imagined you calling
and begging me
to warm up your bones
I pulled up my hood
and the feeling was good
as I skipped past
the granite head stones

The graveyard was quiet
one day I will try it
but for the sweet moment I see
your hand sticking out
from the chilly tiled grout
pointing a finger at me

I fell to my knees
and I aimed to please
as I put my warm mouth on your finger
the temperature dropped
the humidity popped
and it was only quite fair
I should linger

You started to giggle
and my tongue loved the wiggle
as you hummed out a death march so fine
I hated to leave pinkie hanging like that
My Eternally Loved Valentine !

C January 18 2005 Stargazer

[steffan]

The Poet Gestapo....held onto her mop-o..and when she was done she ate buckets of slop-o....her house still a mess....what more to confess.....she spins in a haze of Beatnik Be Bop-o. The kettle starts screaming as hubby lays dreaming...and a fork plays a sad melody...but never fear.. the stranger is near....the music sounds just right to me. Feb 11 2005 Desert Stargazer wow

[Desert Stargazer]

There are so many door knobs
stuck in my head
I discover that nightly
as I lie in bed

No one ever taught me much
about that fact
now I really see them
and they must be tracked

One door always opens
with the best of ease
an eyeball scans around now
and I aim to please

It seems a little stupid
as it rolls to the side
I send a jumping spider
and it runs to hide

I need to see a sheepdog face
so I conjure it up
From a hairy bag of bones
to a fat-fuzzed pup

I tell myself I'm having fun
but the skull is like a cell
my head is just a buffet
but the outside world is hell

C. Feb 15 2005 Desert Stargazer

[Desert Stargazer]

He was just another psycho
with an axe to grind
his family had disowned him
(because he'd lost his mind)

Or at least so on the surface
as I knew him well
I spent much time in cyberspace
and dreamed beneath his spell

My eyes were red from the hours
of my bluescreen bonded stare
and my Rumplestiltskin bung hole
was fused to the wicker chair

He never really laughed at me
as he sharpened up the hatchet
I bared his manly "Chesterfield"
and gingerly I scratched it

Right then and there he kissed me
as we stood to say good bye
Sparks were flying everywhere
in cyber time
we die
C Feb 15 2005 Desert Stargazer

[steffan]

I like the style of all of these, thanx for posting

[Desert Stargazer]

You are welcomed Steffan. My pleasure.

[Desert Stargazer]

You love the fame of fifteen minutes
from Andy Warhols mind
you search all your life
for the perfect cave
a stage that you might find

Some days you will have it
and some days you will not
so plan for other things
Do not leap from a high rise ledge
just see what tomorrow brings
If you get a little borderline
sit back and enjoy the show
remember you can't be totally crazy
for there is no place to go
C February 9 2005 Desert Stargazer

[Desert Stargazer]

Chuckle Buddy

I had a friend awhile ago
who made be laugh all day
I doubled over and shed some tears
and he just called it "play"

I cannot quite get over him
despite the fact he's dead
he left on me a perma-smile
they call me "Chuckle Head"
C February 10 2005 Stargazer

[Desert Stargazer]

The Sycamore told me I was free to go
altho my heart was broken
The neon clock was moving on
my past had just been spoken

My memories of you sweet man
have failed to go away
sometimes you were eclipsed awhile
but never would I stay

I could not share my heart with them
altho I often tried
I feared that you'd forget me
or figure I had died

And now I hope to find you
no matter how you have fared
will you see me as a delightful treat
or feel a wee bit scared ?

If you belong to another
then I will belong to the stars
we can be reincarnated perhaps
and meet again on Mars

C February 17 2005 Desert Stargazer

[Desert Stargazer]

I really began to adore the girl
in nineteen fifty four
she grew upon my senses
and of course I wanted more

I wrapped my arms around her waist
and then declared my love
but her heart was wild
and somewhat free
like a solitary dove

I bought a diamond collar
and a lovely leash for her
and a silver horsie saddle
with a jingle bobbing spur

And still she never loved me
altho I tried so hard
I killed that silly ingrate
one night in my front yard

My coffee cup is getting cold
my pillows have been fluffed
I long to share my java
my darling has been stuffed

C February 17 2005 Desert Stargazer

[Desert Stargazer]

The ticket man had all he needed
from many kinds of people greeted
the bad news came
at the worst time of all
the hard things happened to him in the Fall

The theatre was a grand but simple place
the ladies room had flowers and lace
he'd worked there forever and ever it seems
where people escaped to celluloid dreams

Where the curtains parted before each show
and the candy counter continued to glow
cartoons and previews greeted the crowd
from tiny tots to the well-endowed

Ushers led people from seat to seat
while our ticket taker continued to greet
popcorn wafted all thru the air
don't sit behind the biggest of hair

This was a perfect Zagnut bar
as people gawked at the movie star
our ticket taker recieved the news
he felt his knees shake into his shoes

The theatre would be closed and levelled soon
the ticket man peered at the moon
he thought this news was just a joke
so he walked outside to have a smoke

The world was changing and much too fast
this movie house should last and last
he went back in to double check
by intermission his nerves a wreck

"What will I do ? where will I go ?
this place IS me...we live to show"
he closed the door when everyone left
he stared at the screen
he was bereft

He walked down the aisle in deepest hurtin'
his shaky hand caressed the curtain
he'd worked so hard for 40 years
the curtains now would dab his tears

His final paycheck would come on Friday
he decided "Time to die day"

They found him hunkered in his seat
with 3-D glasses on his feet
the popcorn rested in his lap
he seemed at peace
and "took a nap"

But he was "dead alright" the coroner said
they carried him out like heavy lead
but the truth be told at 3 AM
Frankenstein had called him "FRIEND"!
his arms reached out at 3:11
he took our man to Movie Heaven

C August 30 2004 Stargazer

[Desert Stargazer]

All the boys wanted to dance with her
and some of the girls were jealous
Jamie had a secret way
to turn on all the fellas

With her pony tail hanging right to her hips
she waltzed about on the floor
her thick dark lashes mesmerized
the fools just asked for more

Her fuzzy sweater silhouetted her charms
she had always showcased proudly
peevish chicks with flaccid profiles
often grumbled loudly

Randy Hot Rod Greaser Boy
cornered Jamie by the bar
he chewed his cinnamon toothpick and said
"Hey I know what you are"

Jamie shifted nervously
then whispered in his ear
"Maybe we can talk this whole thing over
let's get away from here"

The bartender wasn't at his station
so Randy cold cocked this lovely lass
he tossed her over his shoulder
and gripped her by the ass

Jamie awoke in the back seat
and stared at Randys neck
he had crossed the line this time
so she figured "What the heck ?"

She strangled him with her pony tail
and they plunged into the lake
Jamie hoped they never found this jerk
it was more than she could take

When Jamies clothes and hair were dry
she walked on back to the party
she resumed her place on the dance floor
this trannie was a smarty

C August 17 2004 Stargazer

[Desert Stargazer]

Eddie Barker stole a puppy
from a pet shop late one night
Johnny Cliffton saw what he did
'cuz he was parked there by the light

Eddie gave Johnny the bird finger
and shifted his toothpick aside
Johnny felt his anger increase
old Eddie was in for a ride

Eddie stuck the puppy
undereath his shirt
Johnny sipped his vanilla coke
"This time you're gonna hurt"

Eddie headed for the mountain curves
to shake Johhny off his tail
but Donny Jones drove ahead of him
with the pace of a frozen snail

"Screw you Donnie" Eddie bellowed
and went around him fast
"Get some Ovaltine you old grey coot
and maybe you will last"

Johnny then tooted to Donny
and gave him the "Thumbs up" sign
Donny moved over to let John pass
they were headed for the mine !

Eddie heard the puppy whine
and threw him from the car
the critter landed on Johnnys windshield
and thanked his lucky star

Johnny reached out and grabbed the pup
then placed it under his shirt
his opinion of Eddie was different now
this guy was lower than dirt

Eddie blew a tire out
and drove up to the mine
the flubbing tire and Eddies grimace
suited Johnny fine

"Come on Johnny" Eddie puffed
as he strutted like a rooster
that challenge to Johnnys integrity
served him like a booster

Johnny left the pup in his front seat
covered with his sweater
then he got out from the car
to see Eddies cockiness better

Eddie led Johnny to the open shaft
and challenged a game of "chicken"
Johnny never feared any heights
and Eddie needed a lickin'

Johnny jumped first
and made it across
and dropped a rock for effect
they never heard the rock hit bottom
so what could they expect?

Eddie puffed his chest up
and revved up for a run
but just before he took the leap
the puppy had some fun

He made the sweater jump around
'cos his head was caught in the sleeve
Eddie fell backwards into the shaft
it was time for him to leave

C September 6 2004 Stargazer

[Desert Stargazer]

The flight had seemed so normal
and nothing was amiss
she remembered her dead lover Jacky
and his final parting kiss

Her life was now quite empty
as clouds hovered near the plane
she hurt so deeply at the thought
she'd never see him again

Smoke began to pour from the engine
and her heart increased its pound
the wing dipped like a see saw
as her eyes focused on the ground

There was no point in looking away
she saw Death face to face
when metal hit the ground that day
she ran the human's race

C September 21 2004 Stargazer

[Desert Stargazer]

Oh how I hated High School
or any school for that matter
stuff that came after first grade
was just a lot of chatter

All that mindless competition
and journeys thru the halls
to see who had the biggest hair
or things from shopping malls

I glanced up from my book bags
to see a poodle skirt
Mary's poodle was bigger than mine
I felt a word of hurt !

The boy I had a crush on
loved another girl
she wore those pale pink blouses
her hair had better curl

I often wanted to kill myself
and jump right off a bridge
but more often than not I pondered
what was in the fridge

I never graduated
it seemed a waste of time
I picked up pen and paper
and turned to a life of rhyme

C February 20 2005 Desert Stargazer

[Desert Stargazer]

Drag Race


Hot Rod Bodeen
was kinda mean
he wanted to have
the beauty queen

His acelerator stuck
and he lost his spleen
so much so much
for young Bodeen

Hot Rod Mulgrew
got sick on stew
his bellicose
let out a moo
it let him down
so he left town
so much for Young Mulgrew

Hot Rod Earl
obtained the girl
she sat and played with
his forehead curl

she gave his car
a buffing twirl
in time she made
his flag unfurl

So Much So Much for Hot Rod Earl

C September 5 2004 Stargazer

[Desert Stargazer]

Caught a bunch of pesky gnats
caught 'em in a jar
sealed up tight with no way out
they can't get very far

But as they died
neutrinos came
and bounced around a leg
the souls were whisked
right out to space
they didn't have to beg

So off to planet Gnat-o
they'll trap us in a jar
neutrinos will fetch us up in time
and take us to a star

C September 5 2004 Stargazer

[Desert Stargazer]

Awake at dawn to a pouring rain
coming down my gutter drain
"an ordinary morn"
(I thought)
the day before
had just been fought

The memories I had stored inside
placed my mind on "fast collide"
I thought I knew where I was going
my lack of perfect bliss was showing

The doorbell rang
and I clamored down
ginger steps and flannel gown

The policeman told me you were dead
shattered limbs and broken head
someone ran you off the road
while gearing up
in drunken mode

You were buried dressed in blue
somehow I was buried too
I'll make some coffee and warm your cup
and then one night
I'll dig you up

They'll put me away for doing that
a Necromatic Crazy Cat
you'll dig back out and file my bars
and then we'll be "The Dead Beat Stars"

C February 21 2005 Stargazer

[Desert Stargazer]

Johnny Ratchet sat out front
on four wheels or maybe two
there wasn't anything
of a mechanical nature
that Johnny couldn't do
He lived in a tiny town
beside the railroad crossing
he was independently employed
he never took to bossing
He had an eye for the ladies
and loved them as much as his truck
Then one night our hero Johnny
plum ran out of luck
He drove upon the train tracks
beneath a pale full moon
Johnny's truck engine decided to stall
he felt just like a goon
He pushed the truck with all his might
but Murphys Law won out
Johnny's heel was caught somehow
and he gave an awful shout
"Oh dammit I'm a dead man" he bellowed
(then he was sliced in two)
Johnny never gave in to adversity
here's what he would do :
When his soul hovered by the high beams
he kissed his truck on the hood
despite the fact he had no lips
he saw that it was good
The truck survived as a jalopy
and every moonlit night
Johnny's soul peered from the headlights
and gave the girls a fright
Johnny Ratchet...haunts this place
this quiet little town
his eyes are big as saucers
nice and bright and round
C. July 2 2003 Desert Stargazer

[Desert Stargazer]

Mr. Cool

I thought that you
were Mr. Cool
way back when
so young in school

The moment I
laid eyes on you
I was hooked
what could I do ?

Silly girl
on a yellow bus
full of nerves
and neurotic fuss

Asked you out
to a small-time dance
figured I
should take that chance

Petrified and excited too
what's a programmed girl to do ?

I hated school if you must know
but I went for you
so I had to go

I lost touch and travelled away
but we met up another day

You were married
and I was confused
but now I'm blue
and not amused

The search goes on
for Mr.Cool
by a Lovesick Poet Fool

C February 23 2005 Stargazer

[Desert Stargazer]

Hey there pretty girl
sitting in your chair
ooh now pretty girl
playing with your hair

I watch you lift your night gown
and wield the powder puff
please go back to the curly parts
I just can't get enough

Lean forward on your elbows
and gaze into the mirror
I want you to be my woman
that part is getting clearer

Tomorrow I will follow you
to your meager little job
but I know you'll view me surely
as a Bubble Bellied Slob

I'll find you in the parking lot
and then our eyes will meet
then you'll end up back in my trailer
and yes won't that be sweet ?

It will be fun to see you squirm
as I give my shirt a twirl
trust me Pretty Pretty Thing
I'm not a dirty girl
C. February 22 2005 Stargazer

[Desert Stargazer]

Swinger
She bought a swing
and hung it outside
plunked down her ass
and took a ride
back and forth
she swung all day
Little Peggidy
had to play
C February 23 2005
Stargazer

[Desert Stargazer]

Robert was a rubberneck
he "craned" to see a mess
the mangled twisted wreckage
was what he loved the best

He never liked to see anyone hurting
but Robert (in fine fettle)
focused like a maniac
on the shiny jagged metal

"Mr. Robert" bought a telephoto camera
and parked just down the shoulder
the policemen whisked him far away
so Robert grew much bolder

He climbed upon the bumpy hood
of his old jalopy car
his pix of twisted metal
would make old Bob a star

He waited for the sunlight
to glint upon the wreck
Bob...despite his increasing age...
was still a rubberneck

When the action slowed down a bit
he focused on the survivors
they often became the curios
of rubbernecky drivers

A lady smoking a cigarette
peered toward an injured head
I wonder if old Bob would
snap her puffing
even if she's dead

So Bob wrapped up his photo shoot
and scooted on down the road
He spied a tiny truck stop called
"The Lonesome Horney Toad"

He goes to use the restroom
and right there on the door
the sign said "No more rubbernecks"
and Bob fainted on the floor !

When he came to
a crowd had gathered
and pretty as you please
Bob was facing the cameras
of a group of Japanese

C. July 6 2003
Del Norte Colorado Stargazer
Revised Feb 25 2005

[ojo]

just woke up and find myself tuning into the continuing saga of desert stargazer. desert, i seem to recall having read 'one' of your poems awhile back. entitled kit kat kitchen. it was allright. you're right up there with at least a gazillion other self published poets. good for you. with over seven hundred poems inserted on over four sites, (if i remember correctly) i'd say you literally have the world glued to their monitor. ever consider publishing a real book of writing. some words that come to mind when i read your stuff, and as i said i did only read 'one', are arrogance, self-centeredness, rude....you get what i mean. of course those are based on your attitude and not your writing, as i had only read 'one'. so there you go desert. negativity begets negativity.

[Desert Stargazer]

Thanks to all of you who truly enjoyed my poems ! You are right cujo, I do need to move up, and get away from blow holes like you. All my best to the rest of you....without the foam around your muzzles.

[Desert Stargazer]

Always remember that no one holds a gun to your head, forcing you to read anything, nor do they get you into a piledriver, a full, or a half nelson.

[VanAstral]

Thanks to all of you who truly enjoyed my poems ! You are right cujo, I do need to move up, and get away from blow holes like you. All my best to the rest of you....without the foam around your muzzles.

not far from Bong Bong street,
south of Wollongong,
blowhole hit me hard,

Holy salty discharge, batman,
wholly blown over
a hole in the rock

breathing deep, as I always do,
I receive a deluge of spume
through my alimentary canal

doctor assures me:
You’re clean!
(wasn’t wearing my wetsuit)
...
'sall good,
like dessert!

[ojo]

Thanks to all of you who truly enjoyed my poems ! You are right cujo, I do need to move up, and get away from blow holes like you. All my best to the rest of you....without the foam around your muzzles.
arrRRRWOOF!!!

[Desert Stargazer]

She was very plain and quiet
and never got a glance
No way in hell a decent boy
would ask her to the dance

Little Margaret Johnson
laid parallel to the train
on a dreary Monday morning
crying in the rain

Margaret never got a scratch
as she wandered down the rails
a young man in a top hat
sat and filed his nails

The two exchanged some chatter
and she followed him into his shack
what he did to Maggie girl
would allow no turning back

He found her a dress from his closet
and a rosy push-up brassiere
Margaret wasn't worried
he looked a wee bit queer

Or so it seemed on the surface
he was every inch a man
her transformation started
"We'll do the best we can"

He took the pins
from restricted hair
and tossed them one by one
His fingers touched her tenderly
beneath the streaming sun

Margaret began to blossom
like a newly planted flower
her beauty came
from deep inside
her love grew by the hour

Mr. Top Hat's cinnamon coffee
drifted slowly thru the air
Margaret gave him a special kiss
then tied him to a chair
C February 27 2005 Stargazer
(to be continued)

[Desert Stargazer]

A Poet has but one regret
in a lifetime so beset
lost in sorrows
drowning in tears
remembering things
from bygone years

The heart beats faster
when scenes appear
from deep inside the heart
dreams were there to remind us
we never were apart

Tho adored ones lost warm bodies
they gave us what remained
the quality and depth of love
repelled those we distained

A poet always wishes
to keep them all alive
but poets are very mortal
and we will not survive

We write about the ones we miss
and wonder where they are
but the Dreaming mind assures us
they are never very far

So if we find ourselves
face to face
with a loved one in our sleep
they may be departed or inapparent
but they tell us not to weep

The things we see as writers
are very often profound
and we feel intense frustration
until we are placed into the ground

Words have perfect wisdom
but we are limited by time and space
my body's worn and shattered
so kiss My Spirit Face

C March 2 2005 Stargazer

[littleskinny]

Cinnamon Lips rocks!!

[steffan]

liken that one

[Desert Stargazer]

Get back into your harness Geridean
you ain't no high school beauty queen
your face is like dead machine
all twisted up
and full of mean
You killed my rabbits
to make a stew
and I'll make you pay
for what you do
This small town pain
is killing me
woman from Hell
I must go free
Go and cook your turkey legs
agitate your deviled eggs
dress them in red
and give them forks
feed the neighbors
kiss the dorks
Shop all day and hang in the kitchen
my suitcase handle takes to itchin'
it's time to go and start enrichin'
so on that note I'll stop my bitchin'
C March 14 2005 Stargazer

[gumbygurl]

You have quite a talent have you ever thought about publishing or ever had one published for that matter? Might want to look into it

[steffan]

summer allways makes me itch

[Desert Stargazer]

Three books are in the planning stages. And I will be reading my Poems in front of small groups, too. My ghostly things, and Rt 66 stuff seem to be the most popular. Thank you all for being so kind to me. I will rustle up another one. How's that ?

[Desert Stargazer]

Little Annette Griswald
loves to spy on you
knows the color of your eyes
and your shoe size too

She listens as the stars talk
about the tears you shed
she thinks about the nights you toss
and rip tiny holes in your bed

Her scrapbook is getting very heavy
and she will not be around
Annette has willed you
her fortune
when she's place into the ground

No one ever told you
that you had a local mother
or that you had a sister too
and a stillborn baby brother

Your father took you
away from Annette
because she was considered odd
she'd had a sex change
after her childern were born
and called herself Jack Todd

Mellow is the moonlight
as it shines upon your head
you have a mother and two fathers
and none of them are dead

C March 14 2005 Stargazer

[gumbygurl]

Sweet vibes. i write poems too. there's one inthis forum on pages 8,9,or 10. not sure but I'm having one poem published and it's the one in the forums.

[gumbygurl]

Oh and the title to my poem is "the day I almost died"

[Desert Stargazer]

Cold girl
you turn them on
cold girl
into the dawn
Cold Girl
your heart's not there
cold girl
yet they stare

Frozen fingers
icy delights
Berwyn Baggies
rumble nights

Duane Eddy
plink and plunk
Billy's in a steamer trunk
Dusty wants that poor boy dead
ribbons for your empty head

Pink lipstick on
and tongue stuck out
cold girl loves to twist and shout
see her undulate and pout
"Dust" in jail now
he won't get out

Start a new cycle in the Fall
freeze the hearts
both short and tall
go to hell
and have a ball
frozen back stuck to her wall

C March 21 2005 Desert Stargazer

[steffan]

that is a little unsettling