Archive for the ‘Poetry’ Category

all the rythms of life

September 26, 2019

So it is in life—from sun, to moon, to earth, to night, to day, to you getting up in the morning and going out to play a game of ball. All the rhythms of life are in some way related, one to another.
Langston Hughes, The First Book of Rhythm

That basketball was like a basketball to me.
Basketball Jones

I toss it in the air
And sometimes it goes in
I share it with my friends
And get it back again

Shooting hoops alone
I’m never in a hurry
It’s easy to be me
Pretending I’m Steph Curry

Playing all day long
Till every muscle hurts
Pounding on the asphalt
Till we’re covered up in dirt

by Richard W. Bray

Play

August 3, 2019

Parents used to tell their kids
Just go outside and play
Now they’re scared to let them out
We lock them up all day

Parents used to give their kids
Active, sporty toys
A set of blocks, a rubber ball
For healthy girls and boys

Get outside and move around
Every boy and girl
Engage your body and your mind
And feel this living world

By Richard W. Bray

I’m just gonna be me

June 1, 2019

I like to eat a sandwich
With pickles and sardines
I step on every crack
And my room is never clean

You got a picture in your head
The guy I’m sposed to be
I don’t care what anybody says
I’m just gonna be me

I wear my jammies all day long
I sleep in a tuxedo
Take me out to dinner
And I’ll wear my brand new Speedos

A body needs some freedom
Wouldn’t you agree?
I don’t care what anybody says
I’m just gonna be me

Nobody should believe
What everybody knows
All the grownups bow to kings
Who don’t have any clothes

You got a picture in your head
The guy I’m sposed to be
I don’t care what anybody says
I’m just gonna be me

By Richard W. Bray

Hello Hello

May 4, 2019

Hello Hello
It’s nice to me you
I’m such a happy little girl
That’s my mommy
That’s my grandpa
It’s a happy sunshine world

I hope somebody loves you
Are you lucky
Just like me?
Everybody
Should be happy
I love everyone I see

by Richard W. Bray

sparkle

March 30, 2019

everybody has a sparkle
light is what we are
every atom in your body
grew up inside a star

everybody has a sparkle
it isn’t hard to see
everybody’s got a dream
who they wanna be

folks who got a broken sparkle
damaged in the head
they want to kill your sparkle
cuz all their dreams are dead

do you know somebody
who’s angry sad and mean?
their figure barely sparkles
like a busted old machine?

gotta feed your sparkle
gotta nurture others too
gotta love your neighbor
to be the best you

by Richard W. Bray

The Power of Poco a Poco

March 28, 2019

A. Philip Randolph


The power of poco a poco
To get out of bed every day
The haters keep saying you’re loco
Step by step you keep going your way

The power of poco a poco
You fix your eyes and organize for years
The haters keep saying you’re loco
Then one day a brand new way appears

The power of poco a poco
The power of effort and time
The power of people together
The beauty of the hill is the climb

by Richard W. Bray

MommyDaddy told me

March 3, 2019

I’m a good little boy
And I always obey
They said “finish all the dishes”
So I threw them away

MommyDaddy told me
I’ve been a bad boy
I’m a walking tornado
I’m designed to destroy

I’m a good little boy
I never tell a lie
You’re feet smell like farts
And that’s an ugly necktie

MommyDaddy told me
I’ve been a bad boy
I should really be nice
But I gotta annoy

I’m a good little boy
Not a greedy little hog
That’s why I ate my dessert
And gave my dinner to the dog

MommyDaddy told me
I’ve been a bad boy
They feed me bread & water
They took away my toys

by Richard W. Bray

open

November 24, 2018

Hear it in the playground
Skip and jump and run
Absorb the glowing passion
Inside brilliant beams of sun

Hear it in the ocean
Smell it on the dew
Open up your pores
Every day is new

Hear it in the birdsong
Feel it in the rain
Don’t shut off the universe
To filter out the pain

By Richard W. Bray

Stinky Thinky Said

August 25, 2018

Stinky Thinky said:
Why did God create me?
Everything is wrong
The universe must hate me

Stinky Thinky said:
She asked me for my name
She probably wants my money
Or maybe she’s insane

Stinky Thinky said:
There’s a spot on my skin
I’m probably gonna die
I’m calling all my kin

Stinky Thinky said:
I’m looking out for you
I don’t tell you things
Cuz it makes you so blue

Stinky Thinky said:
Life is such a shame
So much evil in the world
I take all the blame

Stinky Thinky hides
From all of his actions
By creating a storm
Of noise and distraction

by Richard W. Bray

Acting Grown

August 18, 2018

maybe when the grownups
start acting grown
we’ll stop choosing money
over flesh and bone

maybe when the grownups
start acting grown
we’ll send compassion
instead of drones

maybe when the grownups
start acting grown
we’ll pick up a child
and put down the phone

maybe when the grownups
start acting grown
we’ll take care of each other
and cast away stones

by Richard W. Bray