What’s Wrong (with everyone else)?

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What’s Wrong (with everyone else)?

Unaware.
That’s what’s wrong.
Unaware of others.
Of themselves.

Of their own needs, wants, drives.

Flaws and strengths.

Unaware of time…
And of time’s precious, fleeting nature.

Tragic.
Watching them led through life by those who are only slightly more aware.
Those with ill intent.

It’s time to wake the fuck up.

Own your life.
Own your future.

Become aware.

Maybe then you’ll stop bothering me.

~~~ end ~~~

 

All content written and voiced by Joe J Thomas online at: JoeActor.com

 

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Time Travel Poem

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Time Travel Poem

by Joe J Thomas, age 54 (currently)

I had just come back from the past
When a guy showed up and asked
“What the hell is it you think that you’re doing?”
He was all covered in dust
So I told him I was just
Checking what my ancestors were brewing.

“That’s dangerous!”, he said
“You might kill your grandpa dead!”
“Or change the way the future will unfold!”
I said “Who are you to say”
“How I do things yesterday”
“Or where or when that I should come and go!”

“I’m your grandson”, he said to me
“And I’m here to set you free”
“From a life that’s bound by time and space and crap!”
“If you’ll only listen now”
“Of the where and why and how”
“We can exit from this time travel trap!”

“You’re crazy!”, I began
And with that I turned and ran
There was a gun in my desk across the room
“Don’t do it!”, he was pleading
But my shot had left him bleeding
He collapsed and warned about impending doom

“I’m not only your grandson”
“But your grandpa too, my son”
“This time travel has gotten out of hand”
He came back to stop my error
From this loopy, timey, terror
Things just didn’t work out how he’d planned

As he slowly slipped away
My hands began to fade
I’d cursed us both forever to repeat
The time and space went back
As it all faded to black
I returned to wh…

 

All content written and voiced by Joe J Thomas online at: JoeActor.com

 

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U-Boat Bunny

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U-Boat Bunny

a post-Easter poem by Joe J Thomas

Happy Easter from U-Boat Bunny

Where does the bunny go when Easter time is done
When kids are finished playing and tired from the fun
He hippity hops along the grass and over to the beach
He gets into his submarine and dives down out of reach
The U-boat’s fueled by Easter grass
The ballast is jelly beans
The hull is made from eggshells
All neat and white and clean
The ship is manned by peeps, marshmallowy and sweet
They have little ears, eyes, and nose but none of them have feet
So now you know where bunny goes on all the other days
He’s sailing in his U-Boat way down below the waves

 

All content written and voiced by Joe J Thomas online at: JoeActor.com

 

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Motion and Stillness

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Motion and Stillness

a poem by Joe J Thomas

Sunlight moves to the Earth
Water moves from root to stem to leaf
Livestock move to graze.
Food is transported from farm to store to table.
Motion is life
And yet
When there is no motion, calm
Silence
Space
As the blank spaces define the letters on the page
The pauses say as much as the words
Stillness is essential
Balance is key

 

All content written and voiced by Joe J Thomas online at: JoeActor.com

 

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Joe Beatnik

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“The Purple Flower”

A Spoken-Word Poem

by Joe Beatnik
 
 

      The Purple Flower by Joe Beatnik

 
Bongos
 
~~~ The Purple Flower (spoken word poem by Joe Beatnik) ~~~
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Halloween Poetry: Unspoken Horror

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Unspoken Horror


(a Halloween poem by Joe J Thomas)

      Unspoken Horror: poem by Joe J Thomas

 

All content written and voiced by Joe J Thomas online at: JoeActor.com

 

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Ode To A Dump

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Ode To A Dump


a poem by Joe J Thomas

Once per week, come rain or shine
I make up something new
Perhaps a chicken measuring line
Or which foot goes in which shoe
Henderson is always fun
(and maybe a little crass)
For poetry there’s more than one
To fill a poet’s glass
Sometimes it’s nothing that I have in mind
I let it out with glee
Cartoons and music of different kinds
Collide in obscurity
Quantum physics or science now
They both have places here
Artwork featuring a cow
Is neither here nor there
Politics and opinions rage
Obama, Snowden, and Trump
Don’t lock them all up in a cage
The belong here in the Dump
Another thing the dump provides
Each Monday without fail
A reason to open my mind and eyes
To tell a simple tale
And so I challenge each of you
Create something for the world
It might be gold. It might be poo.
Let your freaky flag unfurl!

 

All content written and voiced by Joe J Thomas online at: JoeActor.com

 

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I Wanna Be A Moose

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I Wanna Be A Moose

poetry by Joe J Thomas

I wanna be a moose
And wander through the woods
I’d munch on marshy grasses
And do what mooses should
With my moose wife at my side
A couple kids in tow
We’d amble in the forest
Until the evening glow
The lure of lights would call us
To visit your backyard
To nibble at your gardens
Without the slightest regard
After a dip into the pool
Your kitchen is our aim
There’s leftovers in the fridge
And a dog that we can blame
In the morning you awake
To find us in your den
The families are asleep
All the mooses and the men
I see you standing on the stairs
And give a moosey “Hello!”
But you don’t speak our language
So out the door we go
Back to the woods with kids behind
Reluctantly we leave
But don’t despair; we will return
Some other summer’s eve

 

All content written and voiced by Joe J Thomas online at: JoeActor.com

 

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