Time's Table

 "Time's Table"

Poetry is to see or not to see.

To be a free!

Or never more to be me.

Oui?

Who is she?

Where does she live?

Will she forgive me?

I will forgive her.

I'll paddle a canoe up or down a river.

Depending on which way the current's flowing.

It's always growing but never showing.

Usually knowing.

Unless it's too furious.

By then it's glorious.

Like fireworks on the 4th of July.

It always passes by like old auld lang syne.

"What comes by goes by.

What's to transpire will start a fire.

What's past went too fast.

The future has already happened on a planet light years in the past.

So come about with that mast.

Captain Corn Flakes!

By Jonathan Billet

A Wire's Liars

"A Wire's Liars"

Candy stars and old fruit jars.

Chocolate bars and a hidden Mars.

Circus fleas eat lemonade trees.

Pue ivory doves and snow white loves.

Orange glass is a sexy ass.

The past is dead.

Present lies ahead.

I've come to see myself at last.

The futures go really fast.

A lunger is a plunger.

Layers are always players.

A woman's desires are a millionare's secret fires.

In deep, cathathartic, sleep, lovers let out  dreams' screams.

Lovers never tire.

Flyers get higher. 

A buyer is a supplier.

A pliar for a barbed wire.

By Jonathan Billet 05/30/13

A Catchy Rhyme

"A Catchy Rhyme"

Electric vacuum cleaners eat floors and close doors.

In San Francisco, when it rains, it pours.

The city's people can hear the distant ocean roars from foreign shores.

The old man in the sea lets out snores.

Cats and dogs walk on all fours.

Loud mouths are really bores.

Rock groups go on tours.

It's darker than night.

A singer is singing without their sight.

Is this a heartless bird's flight?

Perhaps a golden moonlight.

It doesn't see in colors like all the others.

A silver penny, a copper dime.

Does the world have a beat?

A catchy rhyme?

Was that a mime?

Something divine?

Mirth on earth!

Peace on Saturn.

Goodwill to Saturations!

A day's libations.

Peace to all nations.

By Jonathan Billet 05/28/13

Gone With A Wind

"Gone With A Wind"

"Today is off and yesterday has gone -

leaving only tomorrow.!.!..."

Tuesday said to Saturday with despair and disgust!

The other days had no comments.

Days are always busy changing.

So are people.

By Jonathan Billet 05/19/13 

Einstein's Epitaph

"Einstein's Epitaph"

I still survive in apartment #5.

Unlike the rest of the world, trying to stay alive.

Assorted fruits and nuts in the vegetable patch.

What we don't know may hurt us.

Coming down with a cold is not as anything like coming up with a idea.

Had eggs for breakfast, a cough for lunch, and my lover for dinner.

Can't see the difference between a highway and a byway.

Like horizontal and vertical parallel lines, they never intersect.

Never was interested in the circumference of a circle.

Or the right angles of an isosceles triangle.

All 3 are square.

Babies may cry but dogs don't talk.

Babies, like dogs, walk on all fours.

Unlike dogs they suck on pacifiers.

The cat's meow!

People still don't eat dog food.

Doggies and cats eat gourmet pet food anyway.

You don't have to be an genius to write a good line. 

By Jonathan Billet 05/22/13        

What Cooks!

"What Cooks!" 

Why ask me?

Don't you know?

Does it show.

Raining snow.

Shrunken heads and shrunken hearts. 

I forgot.

Dr. Fudd or Dr. Freud?

Who's the head shrink?

Throw the hospital's window out in the hall.

It doesn't belong stuck on anyone's wall.

Wait for a fall to hear a telephone call.

You fool, you have missed your medication's meditation.

Run out the door and see if it is on the floor.

Your minds are running like a liquid medication's stream. 

Or so it appears to seem.

In someone else's dream..

White is sunlight..

Afternoon is bright.

What is wrong is somehow right.

Dedicated to A. Dudette  May 19th 2013

By Jonathan Billet       

An Imagination's Incantation

"An Imagination's Incantation"

The birds burp instead of chirp!

By Jonathan Billet