Haiku About The 100th Anniversary of The Assasination of The ArchDuke Franz Ferdinand and His Wife Sophie

Haiku About The 100th Anniversary of The Assassination of The ArchDuke Franz Ferdinand and His Wife Sophie


Sarajevo shots
ring out kill Archduke and wife
leads to World War I

Just Another Day In The Wild West: A Poem

Just Another Day In The Wild West:  A Poem


He rode on a horse this man with no name
just a stranger not looking for fame
he rode into town
wearing a frown
this man who shot a circus clown.
Barnum said a sucker was born every minute
but he would not be cuckolded and take it.
He found the carnival clown in bed with his wife
so he shot him with a gun ending his life.


For murder they hang a man
so he got on his horse and ran
so he rode and rode
passing many a toad
this desert had many
and much sand a' plenty.



He saw the sign for the town
as his horse sniffed the ground
so he headed that way
to get him some hay.


He looked around for signs of the livery stable
this stranger who was a living fable
The gunslinger who had shot and killed a circus clown
and did it while the poor snook's pants were down.



The town appeared deserted as he rode along
not even in the saloon was there wine or song
where was everyone?
wondered this son of a gun.



Everyone was hiding behind closed doors
lying down crouched to their floors
for if this man could easily kill a circus performer
then he could easily kill you, Gramps and Uncle Homer.




There was only one man out on the streets
Wild Bill Hickok eating some sweets
Now Wild Bill had been particularly fond of this clown
he gave candied apples to the kids in this town.



As the stranger approached him, Wild Bill said,
"You be the fellow who shot the clown dead?".
"Why?" The stranger spit into the wind, "is there a price on my head?".
Wild Bill emptied his gun and filled him full of lead.



They buried the stranger on the outskirts of town
his epitaph read, He made death of a clown.




-A narrative poem
 written by Christopher
 Saturday June 21st
 2014.


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Haiku About A Midsummer Night's Dream

Haiku About A Midsummer Night's Dream


Bottom becomes ass
Puck wreaks havoc all night long
A midsummer's night

Haiku About Night Before Summer Solstice

Haiku About Night Before Summer Solstice



The sunlight reflects
on the waters of the Bay
solstice approaches

Haikus About 2014 South Korea-Russia World Cup Match

Haikus About 2014  South Korea- Russia World Cup Match


When World War II ends
Stalin takes Korea north
38th parallel


South Korea scores
against Russia 38th goal
of World Cup series


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Captain Jack Sparrow: A Poem

Captain Jack Sparrow:  A Poem



He was not mummified dead like a Pharaoh
He was a pirate- this Captain Jack Sparrow
The wittiest pirate e'er to sail the Seven Seas
And as pirates go, he aims to please.



Vagabond, philosopher, adventurer he be
most at home on the Caribbean Sea
when he decided to give pirating a whirl
he took for his ship The Black Pearl.



When taking Aztec gold brought with it a curse
what happened to his crew was for the worse
A skeleton crew they be
doors they unlock with a skeleton key.


For Elizabeth Swann and Will Turner
their love would not be put on the back burner
even Davy Jones' locker could not tear them apart
and Captain Jack found Davy Jones' heart.



Captain Barbossa regains The Black Pearl
as everything starts to unfurl
at World's End
driving ships around the bend.




And The Black Pearl becomes a ship in a bottle- that be the truth
but Jack has the map to the Fountain of Youth
Hector Barbossa now works for King George
but not the one whose troops the Yanks fought near Valley Forge
Barbossa has a weapon to peg
which he uses in place of his leg
And Blackbeard seeks the Fountain of Youth
whose waters he'd drink like a pleasant Vermouth
Blackbeard's daughter Angelica is a woman scorned
Jack beware!- You've been forewarned
other women slapped you in the face
but this woman's heart holds a special place.


With mermaid's tears in the chalice,
Angelica lives
while her father Blackbeard dies, say what gives?
Captain Jack has pulled one of his tricks
so Edward Teach now crosses the River Styx.


And Angelica on an island Jack does place
where voodoo doll washes up devoid of grace.



There's a sequel in the works- have no fear
no need like a mermaid to shed a tear
Captain Jack will be back
some woman's heart will be black
and there will be another tale to tell
of sailing ships from Hell
and ocean waves that swell
and whatever you do!-
this much be true
don't call him Jack-
he's "Captain" Jack to you.



-A poem written
 by Christopher
 Tuesday June 10th
 2014
 inspired by the character
 of Captain Jack Sparrow
 and The Pirates of The Caribbean
 films.


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City Before The Storm

City Before The Storm

Look out
sunny day
clouds in distance
Like every day this week
Think nothing of it
Head out
Walk along street
Touch of breeze comes out of nowhere
Brushes face
Gives hint of what is to come
Strange sensation
but think nothing of it
Clouds continue to build
but despite clouds
Air still feels hot
Stifling hot in fact
Who turned up the thermostat in the sky?
One wonders
breeze becomes stronger
Rushes through fountains in front of buildings
Never noticed that before
Fountains make strange noise
when a powerful breeze
blows through the rushing water
A foreboding hissing sound
signaling the chaos that is to come
Clouds become darker
Wind starts to pick up
Humidity becomes unbearable
The city waits
and waits
Waits for that momentary silence that is to come
That momentary silence that stops the wind
That stops the clouds
That stops the hissing of the fountains
That momentary silence that stops the city...
just before...
the storm hits.


-A poem written by Christopher
 inspired by today's weather
 in the City of Vancouver
 Sunday June 8th  2014.


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They'll Kill For Slenderman

They'll Kill For Slenderman


At one time girls would play Barbie and Ken getting a tan
but now they'll kill for Slenderman
or play at being a princess in a royal garden waving her fan
but now they'll kill for Slenderman
At one time pajama parties were their most exciting plan
but now they'll kill for Slenderman
A child's playground has now been replaced by the Net
and Al Jolson's words now sound like a threat,
Hey, you ain't seen nothing yet.



-A poem written by Christopher
 Wednesday June 4th 2014
  based on tragic events
  that happened in the town of
  Waukesha Wisconsin