Busy Heavens, P. Louten

Busy Heavens

By Paul Louten

A fly buzzes by my ear
The screen is broken
What is he flying around
Looking for food?
For a way out?
He's so busy
And loud
If his wings bother my ears
He must be completely deaf
But he keeps buzzing
He's so busy

The Rabbit, T. Gordon

The Rabbit

By Tina Gordon

There is a little old porcelain statue of a white rabbit that sits on my windowsill and stares at me when I am trying to write. "What are you looking at, bunny?" I ask. And the rabbit says,"You! It's you I'm looking at, you numbskull! Why don't you turn me around so I can look out the window instead of staring at your dumb ass?" I laugh and say, "Sucks to be a statue, huh?" And then I go back to my writing in triumph,"Ha, ha! I am in control of something!"

Sunset, H. Nand

Sunset

By Henry Nand

With August breeze I feel a sense of change that's coming through,
The warm hot days are closing and there's nothing we can do.
Hit the beach one more time,
Take the sun in while you can.
Cause pretty soon the leaves will fall,
And you will lose your tan.
You've worked on it all summer but don't worry, winter's short.
Pretty soon the snow will melt, baseball will be the sport.
And then we open up into the heat just like before.
The season change. The simple things,
Are what I do adore.

Oh Please, B.Rotten

Oh Please

by Big Rotten

Give me a break
You call this a blog?
This is all a bunch of crap
That's right you heard me, crap.
And you call this a poem?
I sure don't.
This is crap too.
It's all crap.
That's all it is.
Seriously.

Endless Summer, B. Keset

Endless Summer

By Bradley Keset

There are only so many days of summer
That's good
There are 365 days in the year
And if they were all summer there would be too much tourism
People would keep asking me to by stuff when I walked by their storefronts
Price tags would not exist
Seedless watermelon would not exist
We'd make stuff but the big money would go elsewhere
Summer isn't forever
Instead we prosper

Blurred Lines, M.Nance

Blurred Lines

By Michelle Nance

Have you seen the video for this record? My goodness! Bunch of girls walking around naked and flopping their boobs around. It's ridiculous, sexist, softly pornographic. But damn that is a catchy tune. Hit replay, please. Thanks.

Summertime, G. Greg

Summertime

by Garrett Greg

Ice cream
Thunderstorms
Lightning bugs
Sweat
Cold Beer
County Fair
Swimming
No Regret