 BABY | HAIL CAESAR | CITY | COLUMBUS | COMING |
| FEAR | FRIENDS | GLOBAL IDEAS | HAPPINESS | HEAVY |
| HER | LINDA | MAMA | MARY | ON POETRY |
| PEOPLE | POETRY | SIGHT | SILENCE | SMILE |
| SMORGASBORD | TIME (PART II) | WISHES |  Back to Ravings |
Friends are people who stay with you, Whether you're on the top or on the bottom. Friends are people you stay with, Whether they're on the top or on the bottom.
Return to indexLinda lives by the morning sea And sings to the morning tide Of the man for whom she longs To have once more by her side.
Return to indexA poem need not be long, Though some go on and on. And others such as this one, May be already gone.
Return to indexA scientist asks why An artist why not. A fool remembers What a wise man forgot.
Return to indexCity dressed in the shroud of night, What are you like when the day is light? When thousands of people are moving around, Why do they hide when the sun goes down?
Return to indexOf what importance is vision, Of what importance to me. Of what importance is vision, This I can not see.
Return to indexColumbus said the world was round Instead of being flat. But he wasn't all that smart 'Cause even I know that.
Return to indexIf I had any brains I'd spend my time, Doing something better than making rhymes. If you too had brains then I think it's quite clear, You wouldn't have time for what's written here.
Return to index"Gallia est divisa in partes tres", Thus Julius Caesar once said. But it didn't do him any good, Because (Et Tu Brute?) he's dead.
Return to indexMen used to think the world was flat As the map upon the wall. But I'm much smarter cause I know It's a metal ball.
Return to indexI've heard that smorgasbord is fun And a very healthy diet. I wonder if it works with girls I'd really like to try it.
Return to indexShe comes upon the morning's dawn And leaves with the ending day. Many a man has set traps for her Yet she always gets away.
Return to indexMay I always see your face As I see it now. Rimmed with hair of golden brown Yielding to no man.
Return to indexYesterday, tomorrow, today. The right way, the wrong way, THE way. To talk, to hint, not to say. Yesterday, tomorrow, today.
Return to indexPeople do talk And people do see. And one thing they all do Is gripe about me.
Return to indexFear brings about philosophies, The means are judged by the ends. Fear makes friends of enemies, And enemies of friends.
Return to indexWhen I was young Mama was everything. She even wore my friendship ring. But she was more than just my pal. She was daddy's only gal.
Return to indexSilence is a winter's night, When not a wind exists. Silence is a mind at rest, Under sleep's light mist.
Return to indexHappiness is - remember the game We played when we were small. Well I don't know what happiness is But I'm happy after all.
Return to indexBaby safe in a mother's womb What do you think about? Are you happy there inside Or just fearing to come out?
Return to indexSmile my friend Tomorrow's a brand new day. It won't be any better But smile anyway.
Return to indexI wish I were some miles away, From where I've ever been. I wish I had a kingdom, To trade for one true friend.
Return to indexComing is hard New people to meet. Going is even A more difficult feat.
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