Biography of Richard Jarboe
New book 'What it Takes.' Old book, 'Trash Marks the Spot.' Cds available on internet. Plays include, 'Hamelin, ' co-written with Harvey Shield, 'There Goes the Judge, ' 'Let's Not Forget, ' and 'Remnants.'
Richard Jarboe's Works:
'TRASH MARKS THE SPOT, ' and 'WHAT IT TAKES.'
Richard Jarboe Poems
Everybody is Getting Out of Town
Population, getting out of town, Population, got their running shoes, Population, wondering which road to choose, Everybody's getting out of town.
Dr.Seuss Explains Einstein's Theory of G...
There's a thin line between the poet and the bum, Usually both are broke, In boxing circles, there's the bum of the month, And like the poet, considered a joke.
Still, you're born alone, Still, you die alone, Still, you try to fit in.
It's Supposed to Happen
Things are supposed to happen When they happen they move When they move they make heat Friction is a major player.
Church of the Little Drummer Boy
He didn't do it for money, He didn't to it for power, It wasn't an inside job, And he probably wasn't real.
That's What Makes America Cool, You Know...
With apology to Bruce Willis... we don't wrap our women up in burkas, we like bikinis on the beach,
I once knew Rattlesnake Ace Kept his snakes in a old suitcase Rattlesnakes all over the place In that shack of Rattlesnake Ace.
I'm in Heaven, but I got a Bad Knee
I'm in Heaven, but I got a bad knee Heaven, but I got a bad knee I'm in Heaven with my family Heaven, but I got a bad knee.
eating disorder, or is it? it's eat or be eaten, you can't miss it, that's the order of the disorder, border to border, you're hooked to a food chain, hooked on a food train.
Gold Miner's Fantasy
I know this may come as a total surprise But the gold in the field shines like your eyes If only I could bring together the two I'd waltz across the gold field with you.
Thick phantoms of wonder, All mysteries rip, Return with composure, From their seasonal trip.
Holding Sheet Music
Where else would music come from If not from the soul Hell, I can't read this riggamaroll When you sing the blues
Digging The Garden
If you're looking for the Garden of Eden, Looking for Divine Inspiration, Seek and you shall find, Savagery so refined.
It's Supposed to Happen
Things are supposed to happen
When they happen they move
When they move they make heat
Friction is a major player.
We cannot function without the sun
The sun is fusion bottled in the sky
We make heat down here
Hatred, war and passion.