The poetry, stories and intrigues of C.J. Brenner

Monday, April 23, 2012

Everyday dream

Once upon a time
There was a carrot
And everywhere it went
The rabbit did inhabit

Friday, April 20, 2012

What I said to the governor

Trusted ally of mine and many
You are well and I am happy
What was it we did wrong
What did we need in our song

Our days are short and filled
There are plenty who want us to be billed
Our needs are health and we are seemingly wise
Our goodness may pass before our own eyes

So be a friend and shut out the light
When the day is done and all is at night
And when you go home and say grace
Let there be no strife on your face

Monday, April 16, 2012

Why I stole the bright blue crayon

I was angry, I know
And so that was to be
That there be a mix
Of crayola and me

I opened the box
And before my eyes
Was a bright blue crayon
All blue and surprise

So take it I did
And closed the lid
Who would have thought
I did what I did

Sunday, April 15, 2012

Snacking on Freedom

Great willy me
I significantly fell on my knee

The cup was always full
Yet runneth over it did poorly

So I putteth it in the pantry
And I read up on wine

And I wrote a long book
And then I woke from my sleep

Were you there for me today
Or tomorrow if thats alright

For I shall recompose
And check if the deck is half full

Or if the day is half lived

Sunday, April 1, 2012

To my last caller

To my last caller
I hope you were genuine
For trumpets call
And drums roll
When you sing your name