I don't write poems like most people on this site, as you may soon see. But, this is where I will put some of my poems and allow discussion and comments on them so please, give an honest opinion. I'd like to know what people think.
A Note of Handshakes
9.13.02 by Michael David Perkins
You wrote me a note of handshakes in a cardboard box
Being rained on by a chilling winter rain.
My willingness has been bargained for cheaper version of the real thing
Looks nice on the outside, but doesnt work half as good.
He doesnt mind on the outside , he just laughs and shrugs his shoulders and smiles.
You gave me a jump last night, when you came in through the door
Right after Lucy and before The Dating Game
The dusk bunnies hopping around by moonlight cleaning trash up off the streets.
Even though you think you can barter your way outside of me you cant throw the hard eight.
But you dont mind, you just laugh and shrug your shoulders and stare right at your feet.
A Note of Handshakes
9.13.02 by Michael David Perkins
You wrote me a note of handshakes in a cardboard box
Being rained on by a chilling winter rain.
My willingness has been bargained for cheaper version of the real thing
Looks nice on the outside, but doesnt work half as good.
He doesnt mind on the outside , he just laughs and shrugs his shoulders and smiles.
You gave me a jump last night, when you came in through the door
Right after Lucy and before The Dating Game
The dusk bunnies hopping around by moonlight cleaning trash up off the streets.
Even though you think you can barter your way outside of me you cant throw the hard eight.
But you dont mind, you just laugh and shrug your shoulders and stare right at your feet.
