Category Archives: #tradition

a splash of cheese please ….

where have you gone freedom
to do what you want to do,
to go where your compass wants to go ….

imagination says, ” Do them ….
do what you want to do
go where you want to go
take that red stop sign down,
paint it in psychedelic fashion
glow among those fantastic colors
and post it back in the ground
diagonally with pleasure ”

gone is not gone,
not while feet are still above ground
and head is still above shoulders
utilize your macaroni mac
as the noodle is specifically created
to adapt to situations like these currently are

shit, come to think about it ….
why not even add a splash of cheese
if you please

Copyright 5-2-2020
Jimi Bodansko

 


spin that wheel


investigative coffee


twenty toes

pair of shoes
finding socks that fit
oh so right

twenty toes
rock and roll
with pure delight

Copyright 2-10-2016
Jimi Bodansko


hangin’ out

there was this gang
just hangin’ out on the street corner,
south side of Chicago

did not mean no harm,
just hangin’ out

when trouble came along,
they dealt with it appropriately
and efficiently …. no big whoop,
just standard procedure

that gang is still hangin’ out
on that street corner ….

Copyright 2-2-2016
Jimi Bodansko

 


order in the court ….

so many verdicts,

jury was misled,
it was the judge
that was guilty.

lawyers laughed
as their pockets
sang jingle bells ….

witnesses puked
because truth was lied to

” order in the court “,
cried the hammer

one very astute listener proclaimed,
” i’ll take a bigger mac with no special sauce please …. ”

somewhere, a pickle has no bun.

Copyright 2-2-2016
Jimi Bodansko

 

 


bookstore doors

seemingly endless shelves filled with books
on every subject known,
and unknown for that matter

which one to choose ?
there are so many

a baseball came crashing through
one of the stained glass windows
followed by an absolutely brilliant beam of light
which aimed its way softly upon this certain hardcover
begging to be read

with lustful hands, she peeled back the pages
as her breath raced even faster with each word,
every sentence, all paragraphs entangled together,
chapters expanding ever so deeper into roots of desire
while growing into inevitable climaxes beyond all control ….

the writers heart was now released into her
innermost core, a place of paradise where
vacation dreams come true and eruptions are overdue

two doors across the hallway from each other
were now open and connected by one monumental bridge

Copyright 12-26-2015
Jimi Bodansko


Christmas trees are screaming ….

can’t you hear them screaming …..


winter knocks

a leaf falls off the tree
and into the river seaward bound

there is nothing unusual here,
only natural to be found

winter knocks upon doors
and everything gets
a bit colder ….

Copyright 11-3-2015
Jimi Bodansko

 


the friendly confines …

#ta


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