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Thursday, August 17, 2017

Drake the Gold Dragon

previously published on journalspace...
posted Tue, 30 Jan 2007 12:06:18 -0800
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He was a gold dragon
a shape shifter
Drake was his name
he could raise the temperature
and generate heat
and cause things to burst into flames
he was born a dragon
but as everyone knows
the gold ones
can look like us
he used his gifts
to protect the weak
he didnt have to
he felt he must

one day, he was walking
thru town
and in the alley
he heard a scream
3 low-life thugs
were robbing some girl
and harming people
was their thing
without hesitation
the dragon went in shooting flames
at the three jerks
they were not getting away
from him, cause justice was his work

2 creeps ran for cover
and tried to shoot Drake
from over there
but the heat that he was generating
dissolved their bullets in mid-air
on the other side of the alley
the meanest thug had his victim and a blade
"get out of here and let us go, or this bitch will die"
he said
well, that was a really stupid move
it just pissed Drake off
and suddenly, the thug dropped the knife
cause it was so burning hot
in a split second,
a stream of light
knocked the villain outta the way
then a wall of heat surrounded him and
took the oxygen away
then all 3 hoods passed out and fell to the street
when the cops arrived and found them,
they had a tan that could not be beat.

the crime rate started dropping then
and i wouldnt call it braggin'
to say that the city owed a lot of thanks
to Drake, the gold dragon

Red Cheerwine

Red Cheerwine
its up to you
nothing can quench this thirst
nothing i know
Red Cheerwine
your cherry taste i crave
makes me feel good inside
it quenches my soul
this thirst must go

i'd have sworn
other kinds
of drinks could satisfy
i was wrong
now i find
there's no other taste for i

===Wed, 15 Aug 2007

Tuesday, August 15, 2017

days that end in why

I only think of you
 on days that end in y
 sometimes i have to stop
 and wipe the tears from my eyes
you were my little girl
 no one can replace
 i like to think that we
 will meet again some day
 your smile lit up the room
 youre always in my heart
 and as long as i have your memory
 we are never far apart

Friday, July 21, 2017

NEVER REALLY GONE

I DONT EVEN KNOW WHERE TO START
ITS HARD TO WRITE WITH A BROKEN HEART
SO MUCH MORE I WANTED TO SAY
BUT OUR TIME WAS SHORT
AND YOU WENT AWAY
AND A PART OF ME DIED WITH YOU
AND I CANNOT GET THAT BACK
BUT YOU STILL LIVE ON IN MY HEART
SO THERE IS NO LOOKING BACK
AS LONG AS I HAVE YOUR MEMORY
AS LONG AS I CAN SEE YOUR SMILE
I CAN FIND THE STRENGTH TO CARRY ON
AND WALK ANOTHER MILE
I CANNOT SAY GOOD BYE TO YOU
AS YOU ARE STILL WITH ME
AND AS LONG AS MY HEART KEEPS BEATING
YOU ARE NEVER REALLY GONE.

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Tuesday, June 27, 2017

RAY'S BOOKS

NEW BOOK STORE
and home for all my books
present and future.

RAY'S BOOKS
NOW OPEN

Saturday, June 3, 2017

JULIAR

Juliar
July TO ME When IT Suits YOU 
When YOU Want Something 
YOU Dont Need 
July TO ME When YOU Think 
I AM TOO Dumb TO Know 
July TO ME AND Dont Care 
HOW Much IT Hurts 
July TO ME Because YOU Dont Care 
Then July TO ME AND SAY JU LUV ME 

Friday, April 14, 2017

EMERALD CAT AWARD WINNER

WINNER OF THE COVETED EMERALD CAT AWARD AT ALLPOETRY.COM.
okay technically it wasnt an award. they just give you a special name at each new level. Level 2 is EMERALD CAT and i got the emerald cat moniker at level 2, but i dont ever get awards... hardly ever... so i made it myself. painted the emerald cat seen here and put it in the blog and made it an award. i guess you could call it a self made award or a NOT AWARD. but you see i never technically won a trophy there and they make it almost impossible so i did my own thing. i mean you have one shot at a trophy per contest and i dont get into a lot of contest because life gets in the way.

so yeah i made it up and awarded it to me. big deal.

i did get some neat badges at poetry.com tho...

ALSO, PAINTER OF THE EMERALD CAT SEEN BELOW...

ART BY RAY NICHOLS.

Thursday, January 12, 2017

GEORGE'S LAST CHRISTMAS

The world stopped spinning for a moment or so 
The sun just went away 
The music ended and the fans mourned 
When George died on Christmas day 

No more new releases from the studio 
No more songs to sing along 
The sun is mourning behind the clouds 
The singer has sung his last song

The poet paints pictures in your mind with words and phrases.

Thought of the day