Who’s to say
What was good
What was bad
In the year
That we just had,
Years from now
It’ll probably all
Boil out the same,
If any of it boils
Out at all,
Of course we’re
Still around,
That in itself counts
For something.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
From “Pigskin And Pumpkins” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com
8:55 PM December 30, 2013
Two more days
And another one done
The seagulls screamed
Has it all been fun,
The sceptics scoffed
And scanned the skies
The ravens laughed
As shit hit their eyes,
Of course the secret words,
Don’t mess around with the birds.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
From “Pigskin And Pumpkins” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com
9:45 PM December 29, 2013
What controls the governors
On our brains
Or is it simply just insane
To think we could be more
Than what we are,
Are all the things
We think are real
Nothing more
Than what we feel,
A melding of
Uncounted thoughts
Hanging thick
Like blended farts.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
From “Pigskin And Pumpkins” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com
6:30 AM December 29, 2013
I’m as green as the grass,
The leaves,
It’s my first time
On the water
I’ve never been
To sea,
Well,
Sailing is like
Making love,
There’s a gorgeous boat
A beautiful bed,
A wild and wonderful wind,
Just slip inside
Pick up the rhythm
And ride, ride. Ride.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
From “Pigskin And Pumpkins” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com
6:25 AM December 29, 2013
Nutmeg and owls
Old songs and new
I thought I would
Write a sweet one
For You,
Black seeds and penguins
New moons and Blue
I dreamed I was dancing
A few steps
With You.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
From “Pigskin And Pumpkins” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com
10:35 AM December 27, 2013
The last minute rush
The last minute shopping
The last minute wrapping
And out of nowhere
The last minute Christmas
Cuddle,
Or was it a hug,
The last minute caress
That takes you back into
Christmases past and awakens
Hazy memories that you’ve
Slept with her ten thousand nights,
Or would have if you could have.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
From “Pigskin And Pumpkins” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com
5:57 PM December 24, 2013
Watching a psycho father
Manipulate and
Control his
Children,
Leaves a pain
In the pit of
The stomach,
That try as you will,
Will not go away.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
From “Pigskin And Pumpkins” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com
7:30 PM December 22, 2012
