Sgt. Pepper Leaves the Band
let me tell you about a place
where the people have a lot of fun
dancing with chicken slacks
stylin' in old blue jeans
very cool
groovy good feelings
hear the fat sax blowin' lean
heavy bass throwin' down
passion playing in my heart
here, there, everywhere
macaroon madness
with more cowbell
to a stutter strut on the down beat
that rocks me slow
but big boy gotta go
before the ruin of the tailor
from some mean gambler with a trunk
drinking drama drinks shaken —
still a spell's forever on me
needing it so bad
letting it alone
needing it so bad
letting it alone
so bad
gotta go
gotta go
make a voyage to the sun
with pointed toes intact
in and out of style
a poet to friends
mustard salesman to some
my reading glasses on
in the morning
in the evening
I dig love
I dig you
in the starry sky
all good things
will begin
never end
going back down that sunny road


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little school girl
sure knows what to do
and it makes sense
to me
to you
will do
no coded verse for you
i hope someday to meet you
if you are on the east coast
let us know
with spiders
guiding us
crushing sweet hands
jiving us
we were vodoo
god given
love making with his ego
though the lights might not be on,
You can always use the flashlight!! :)
poems
books
she who knows
Bodhisattva
and i'll be there
a beautiful drive
up & down
we will meet
me you her us
someday
lunch at Reins?
cool drink
conversation
anytime
after this month
message mean mr mustard
pleased to remember
strength
to change partners
sit down and write
for me
on page three
Happy and safe travels; love and best wishes.
Kate
down under
there is sunshine
in the right place
right joint
nothing wrong
Lezlie
ain't singing the blues
when you turn about
I've always enjoyed your creativity, Chuck. Bookmarking the site now so that I can keep finding you. :-D
I too will keep my reading glasses on.
such a cool cool friend
sitting on
an asheville norwegian wood adobe
chair
never to be alone
in the breeze
in life
my heart's madness
tamed
loved
a long time
coming
soon to come
maybe the bruins
will wake up
Bill. S
yes
I hate to think I'm losing another....
always enjoyed your work, chuck
and you commented on my first ever blog
thanks on both accounts
I dig you
in the starry sky
all good things
will begin
never end"
Uour poetry is filled with life, though I don't understand every line...I enjoy reading it...
i've read your poetry
i read your poetry
watching
growth
and emotion
style is styling
verse vs verse
ain't nothing
but a good thing
as you know
as you are
May you and your friend have very happy and rewarding times together!
Rated for growth.
Good luck, former mean`
`
Mr. Dijon Mustard Man.
You make me go smile.
Thanks for who you are.
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I am still viewing seagulls.
I enjoyed your new Place.
You will be a genuine Gift.
especially with lines like, "passion playing in my heart
here, there, everywhere
macaroon madness
with more cowbell"
`
People ca be who they choose.
`
This blogger`Mr. Stetson reminds me:`
`
Paradise Lost
or
Paradise here
as in inner us
`
The Mind is its own Place
And in itself, can be Heaven
and a Hell` as in we do make
`
a heaven in hell
or
a hell in potential paradise.
`
That's paraphrased.
I may comment `gin.
I respect his decision.
`
The grief @ OS is a`Sigh. Aye.
I could tell more. Never mind.
I choose to avoid strife. Amen.
`
I'll get scolded by a Librarian?
She no likes blogger to yell O!
I best get a bag of sleepy teas.
Sip wine in moderation. Whine?
No toss grey stones at the Moon.
No fight a war where there is Life.
I am just banter. Warrior at Peace.
Shush.
Visit former mean Mr. Mustard's web?