Cats Under My Feet by Klaus J. Gerken (2013) hurtin blues just came back from the station ain't goin nowhere fast just came back from the station ain't goin nowhere fast my baby is a-leaving and i'm goin on a fast there are church bells ringin somewhere there's a wedding in the make there are church bells ringing somewhere there's a wedding in the make I ain't got no wedding ring and i sure ain't got no cake ain't sayin i was jilted she said she had enough ain't sayin i was jilted she said she had enough i don't understand women when they leave it's mighty tough there's a fool born every minute the circus is in town there's a fool born every minute the circus is in town what I can't suffer in silence whiskey's gonna drown just came back from the station ain't goin nowhere fast just came back from the station ain't goin nowhere fast my baby is a-leaving and i'm goin on a fast kjg 637am 1 july 2013 * eve she's a gypsy roller coaster she's a health nut and a smoker she buys apples and buys diamonds in the shop of peter simon reads the book of holy water leads celebrities to slaughter she will never ask you questions but will always make suggestions and your duty is to please her with the pleasure that you suffer and it's not from lack of trying you can't save yourself from drowning in the waters of the Jordan where she smiles and sends you visions with your knees so red and ugly she calls you to your duty you swim into the mattress and wish she were a waitress but she knows you like a shadow and imprisons you in moon-glow there's a sigh that breaks the body like a crypt that is too holy to enter without purpose so she gathers you in purpose and it's not from lack of trying you can't save yourself from drowning in the waters of the Jordan where she smiles and sends you visions there's a purpose in the morning when she stretches without warning like a feline gently purring or a spider in the offing her kiss is concealed hemlock and she owns your time and clock that weighs you like a monarch in the shadow of a lark if i leave, you will not miss me she smiles and asks please kiss me and it's not from lack of trying you can't save yourself from drowning in the waters of the Jordan where she smiles and sends you visions kjg 712am - 1147am, 1 july 2013 * cuppa the premise is the menace if it doesn't hold the water a cuppa tea will hold. kjg 349am, 2 july 2013 * Home There's a place where I was born Near the North Atlantic Sea Where the air is full of salt And the fog you have to see With the summer sun so bright That it glitters on the sand Where the beach extends for miles In either way When I went back years ago I was a stranger in my home Taken far away when young I was rattled to the bone It is sad to see the ending It is sad to see the past I am lost on the horizon On the quay Oh I haven't given up There is hope in every day I'm just teary-eyed to find How fast it's flown away The future comes so fast There's no time to delay So enjoy each moment when You can each day There's a place where I was born Near the North Atlantic Sea Where the air is full of salt And the fog you have to see With the summer sun so bright That it glitters on the sand Where the beach extends for miles In either way Oh I haven't given up There is hope in every day I'm just teary-eyed to find How fast it's flown away The future comes so fast There's no time to delay So enjoy each moment when You can each day KJG 613am 2 July 2013 * something that doesn't love a cat furry soft and fat wanting dinner pat purring in your lap lying on the mat kjg 620am 2 july 2013 * If you use deception to teach others a lesson, all you will be teaching is deception. kjg 2 july 2013 * New pupil approaches master: Your Holiness! Master approaches new pupil: You dumbass! kjg 146pm 4 july 2013 * You've the best wines I hear, Though some dispute that, sir. Four times widowed they say. What's more...Some wine? No way! kjg 110am 5 july 2013 (from Martial IV, 69) * Your bald head is so shiny it glows, Pray tell me what oil or polish you use; The sun must be mad with desire! Beware you don't blow a good fuse! kjg 120am 5 june 2013 (from Martial VI, 57) * "Be honest with me Marcus, give it to me straight: Did you like it? I really want to know..." You keep asking, whether reciting poetry or Pleading cases in a court of law-- Always asking, asking, hoping for an answer... Well, Gallicus, I guess I have no choice then. Listen carefully; here's my honest opinion: No matter what I say, you won't like either way. kjg 914am 5 june 2013 (from Martial VIII, 76) * Master says: Smiling Buddha always has something to hide; Grumpy Buddha wears his emotions on his sleave and has no discipline; Serene Buddha is dead. kjg 232pm 6 june 2013 * The Nickelodeon Player He plays his nickelodeon at the church steps to entertain the crowds in hot and humid sunstroked weather waiting for the doors to open for the summer chamber music concert in the dark cool interior... Round and round he cranks the crank the tune is a lively march with cymbals struck at appropriate moments waking the drowsy crowd who clap in suprised joy The wooden vault like doors open and the crowd files in... The nickelodeon player packs up and makes his way home alone. kjg 221pm 8 june 2013 * Pupil asks: Master, what is Buddhism? Master replies: Haven't got a clue! Pupil says: But that's what I'm here to learn! Master says: Then learn! kjg 1141pm 8 june 2013 * Orchard I jump the fence I'm on the ground A farmer comes With gun and frown I say how are you He asks what's this I say an apple And blow a kiss He points the gun between my eyes I shake my head Can't tell a lie I bite the apple He say's you're dead I say is hunger Worth your lead He says suppose not And picks a red Have another We laugh instead The moral is I suppose Steal an apple Lose the pose. kjg 1152 pm 8 june 2013 * Love Song London bridge is falling down On the crown London Bridge is falling down Be my baby London bridge is falling down On the crown London Bridge is falling down Don't say maybe London bridge is falling down On the crown London Bridge is falling down She's my lady. kjg 1208 9 june 2013 * The Tux and the Lady There once was a woman With bright yellow hair She was a diamond collector And loved munching pairs She dated a tux All very discreet Sometimes they were Even seen on the street But as things will happen She got hit by a car Her last words were Darling Now you've gone too far! kjg 1236am 9 july 2013 * Cafe Poet The poet in the cafe Is writing a marvellous play If he's written two lines I would doubt But it will be brilliant when out Yet for years his table reserved Is the office he served He takes his poverty with chin up Still owes the waiter for a cold cup But he's got the respect he wants From everyone and yet he just can't Get the third line..I chance His pen refuses to dance Attends all the great readings Of poets who rave without meaning But he knows he's better than them Just wish he had ink for his pen But just when he gives up Along comes a government grant So he pays up his bill And resumes what he can't. kjg 156am 9 june 2013 * Freedom is the illusion of less heavy chains. kjg 203am 9 june 2013 * All poems copyright (c) 2013 Klaus J. Gerken Published by Ygdrasil Press 2013