He is the potato guy
Save for winter
Always
Make sure
Table has dinner
Homeless
At young age
Low risk
Financially safe
Habits
Difficult to break
Category: Life/Self
179
Time
To stop
Playing marbles
My nose
Stuck
To grindstone
No longer
Pursuing
Itsy-bitsy bones
Spinning
Roulette wheel
Will transport
One
So far
This junkyard czar
Has
Raised the bar
Found
My
Motown groove
Perfecting
Hip hop moves
173
Man lost his temper
Hiding behind machismo
Actually fearful
172
Fed beast for long time
Today woke up changed my mind
Freedom what I need
Veins dry nothing left to bleed
Tomorrow will sow new seeds
170
Relax
Be patient
Sit by the river with your fishing pole
Most of all
Do not be dragged down the rabbit hole
Overtime
Bad character
Will be exposed
Then you will completely know
It is time get up
And
Permanently
Walk away from the sideshow
169
Frantically
Scratching
At his deformed image
In the mirror
Hyperventilating
He cried
“Please help I need air”
Fallen idol
Emotional bowl of jello
Desecrated soul
Pissed in his own rice bowl
Alone
There are no more calls
No longer the star
Of the Masquerade balls
168
For a long time
She had suffered much
No longer heard the beautiful sounds
Of the garden chimes
Final days
I sat in a chair
Next to her hospital bed
In the end
“I no longer believe”
Is what she said
166
Hold on a second
I will open wide
So you can shove it down my throat
Artificial intelligence
Tossing the human race
Down a catastrophic slippery slope
You high tech freaks
Crave to wire everything on the Globe
Creating software and machines
Without hearts
Futuristic
Armies of Robots
Totally state of the art
Seizing power
All societies will fall
Because geeks
Will no longer
Have the intellectual capacity
To halt
The contraptions
From controlling us all
162
Sitting on my beach chair
Who the hell needs a career?
Catching rays
Reading philosophy books all day
I’m not a frustrated big shot
With an empty fridge
But has kitchen granite counter tops
No
I live in a sixty year old three room shack
Concrete Block Structure
Flat Roof
Survived multiple hurricane attacks
Sharing space with
Reptiles
Rodents
Termites
And
A gigantic organic vegetable garden out back
Love my Sony Walkman
Forget digital sound
Will die a cassette man
For over forty years
Bar-B-Que
1-2 times per week
Colonoscopy just came back all clear
Drink Ice cold Heineken beer
Nine years ago stopped cutting my hair
150
My favorite pastime
Surfing top of storm clouds
That floats through the sky
142
You’re irritated
I know that you are
May I offer you a chocolate bar?
Yes
Life is unfair
However
There is no need to despair
Bad luck comes and goes
At least you have beautiful toes
You say I’m a clown
Who only plays around
Come over here
Take my hand
I’m going to set you free
and
Whisk us off to a secretive magical land
137
How does person gain depth?
Only one way my friend
Life Experience
136
Dust balls on the floor
Reminds her of dreams no more
Life now one big chore
135
Why keep chasing?
Believing you are gaining
Face it you’re fading
134
Washing dishes by hand
Scrub dry plate fork frying pan
Relaxation
133
Catching butterflies
Warm spring morning sunny sky
She began to cry
131
Pompous Plutocrats will eventually fade away
Jackals unable to find prey
Corrupt souls permanently decayed
Malnourished ghosts chained in closets
Condemned forever to irrelevance
130
Do not hide anymore
Rip off bandage and show sore
Kneel in front of mirror
Naked nothing left to fear
Everyone gone who you held near
Go ahead release the demons no one can hear
123
When I’m feeling blue
I eat a lot of chocolate
Then feel brand new
122
Takayama cold
Stumble from karaoke bar
Snow is everywhere
121
Stop! Take look around
You are riding train round and round
Peace never found
119
Tried to play the game
System rigged to keep all in chains
When symphony stops
I see just crushed toy blocks
Dreams submerged in swamp to rot
118
Small shack with tin roof
Heavy tropical rainstorm
Will sleep well tonight
114
She is just like me
Block out hurt permanently
Our way to survive
113
Backpack pair of boots
Bought around world ticket
Will not be home soon
106
Pulling net from sea
His weather-beaten face
displayed
simplicity
105
You’re the greed prophet
Look!
Emptying my pockets
Is this not enough?
104
Walked down end of street
Put my thumb up hitchhiking
Let’s see where this leads
103
Locked away so tight
Key buried deep inside
Your soul of bitterness
102
Can of no name soup
Some white bread
Six pack of beer
Alone
No one cares
101
Lying in hammock
Smoking pipe
Drinking beer
Watching bananas grow
96
Backpack having fits
Hey hermit lets go on trip
We both need a lift
93
Far far far from shore
My two a.m. ocean swim
Explodes endorphins
88
In the game too long
Time to get up walk away
Before heart decays
85
Walking on beach sand
Holding surfboard in my hands
I feel young again
79
Over 21 still living at home
Do it on your own
Stop living in parents’ home
Life is no free ride
Go make your mark and have drive
You will feel so much alive
76
Hey dude got a smoke?
Things turned South against the ropes
All gone except hope
71
Wounded warriors
Chasing ghosts of happiness
down deep dark cavern
70
Peaceful morning swim
In Atlantic Ocean
Will not wash away sins
The Hermit Poet's Ramblings 