Val Brooklyn Rogers
Val Brooklyn Rogers Poems
|161.||What Madness Be||4/4/2015|
|162.||Your Love Is||4/17/2015|
|165.||Can I Get A Mention For Love||7/19/2015|
|166.||A Haiku Or Not Haiku Festival||9/2/2015|
|168.||On Harmony Hills||9/6/2015|
|169.||I Amuse Myself||4/15/2015|
|170.||The Heart And Soul Of Poets||8/15/2015|
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I Amuse Myself
When no one else is around I amuse myself
while sitting down
And bring myself loads of joy
when I pretend to be a stand up comedian
Amusing all my friends.
I amuse myself then.
Nothing else to do while sitting in the
Pew. I might as well count my blessings
And amuse myself while confessing
When the day is gone I'm asleep I amuse
Myself with my nightmares as I'm screaming.
I amuse myself with fun and jokes GALES
Of laughter there after. Funny patrols the
Hall's Of speckled jest. Ha! I amuse myself
At my own request.
When muscles ...
What Madness Be
Madness be a delicious cocktail with a harmonious hilarity of
Laughter add spices with merriment all day long.
Madness be a city in joyous turmoil expanding at the borders
Where everyone belts out a tuneless song.
Madness be in defense of all insanity knowing something's off key.
An overwhelming wonderment about life on the other side.
Smash the bottle full throttle.
Madness be an ocean without life in its sea. It be a world
Without sea on its earth.