Tick Tock

The clock keeps ticking,
And the sand keeps sifting,
My, how time passes by…

The old get older,
And the young get younger,
My, how things stay the same…

Some say they wouldn’t,
Others say they couldn’t,
Maybe, that needs to change.
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~Othen Two O 15'

SpACeMaN SpIFFy (Short Vr.)

Spaceman Spiffy
He could get there in a jiffy
Cause he had the fastest rocket ship that ever flew,
He zipped past Mars, and zoomed over Pluto
And into deep dark space his mighty rockets blew!

Back to Earth his rockets roared
And through space Spiffy soared,
But he put on his brakes on a little too soon,
He lost all control and his rocket ship rolled
And he crashed into the face on The Moon!

There was a really loud boom,
As his rocket ship crash landed
And it made a large dust plume,
He sniffed and he snorted and he let out a sneeze,
Then he loudly proclaimed;
“Why, I believe this old moon tastes just like cheese!”

Copyright 2015 Othen Cummings

SpACeMaN SpIFFy (Vr. 2)

Spaceman Spiffy
He could get there in a jiffy
Cause he had the fastest rocket ship that ever flew,
He zipped past Mars, and zoomed over Pluto
And into deep dark space his mighty rockets blew!

A little green man in a saucer
Made Spaceman Spiffy an offer;
“Race me back to The Earth, around The Milky Way
If you are up to the challenge
And your rocket ship is super fast like they all say!”

Spaceman Spiffy took the little green man’s dare,
“Get ready to eat my space dust, if race me you must
I’ll beat you anytime and anywhere!”

Their space rockets roared,
And through space they soared,
But, Spiffy put on his brakes on a little too soon,
He lost all control and his rocket ship rolled,
And he crashed into the face on the moon!

There was a really loud boom
As his rocket ship crash landed
And it made a large dust plume
He sniffed and he snorted and he let out a sneeze,
Then he loudly proclaimed;
“Why, I believe this old moon tastes just like cheese!”

Copyright 2015 Othen Cummings

The Evil Walker

The evil walker, walked in the woods,

in the woods he walked, walking all the time

he was taller than the crawler, who crawled in the holler,

he stepped over rivers and leaped over hills.

He was meaner and leaner, and a whole lot cleaner,

than the crawler in the holler, that was so much smaller

who crawled on his belly, and was a whole lotta smelly,

he slid under leaves and lived under rocks.

The evil walker, walked in the woods,

and he talked when he walked, and he stalked when he talked,

he looked for the crawler, which was so much smaller

so he could smoke him on the grill, and make him a meal,

cause the evil walker, walked in the woods

…and he was hungry as hell.

 

Copyright 2015 Othen Cummings

The Love Poem

--It’s on my mind and you need to know--
floating and fluttering as on a gentle breeze,
like a butterfly’s wings in perfect harmony,

--Sinking and rising like a ship lost at sea--
lots of blue water swirling up high,
mountainous waves splashing nearby,

--Rolling and turning so fast in a frenzy--
riding in a topsy turvy roller-coaster train,
falling really fast then up and down again,

--All and every one of these things--
they are what I felt from the very start,
this is what your love did to my heart.

Copyright 2015 Othen Cummings

SpAcEMaN SpiFFy

Spaceman Spiffy
He could get there in a jiffy
Cause he had the fastest rocket ship that ever flew,
He zipped past Mars, and zoomed over Pluto
And into deep dark space his mighty rockets blew!

A little green man in a saucer
Made Spaceman Spiffy an offer;
“Race me back to The Earth, around the Milky Way
If you are up to the challenge
And your rocket ship is super fast like they all say!”

Spaceman Spiffy
Could get there in a jiffy
So he took that little green man’s dare;
“Get ready to eat my space dust, if race me you must
I’ll beat you anytime and anywhere!”

Their space rockets roared
And through space they soared,
Spaceman Spiffy
Knew he would get there in a jiffy
But he put on his brakes on a little too soon,
He lost all control and his rocket ship rolled
And he crashed into the face on the moon!

There was a really loud boom
As his rocket ship landed
And it made a dust plume
He sniffed and he snorted and he let out a sneeze,
Then he loudly proclaimed;
“Why, I believe this old moon tastes just like cheese!”

Copyright 2015 Othen Cummings

Here at this house..

There are too many memories-here at this house..
Voices floating softly through the halls
Sweet smells so near, someone-I could touch;
Here in the air, so still, I can feel my heart beating
As I sit thinking of you, it’s almost-too much.

There are so many memories-here at this house..
Laughter filled the air, with happiness and love
It seems so far away, if only-I could just concentrate;
I could live it again, feel the breath on my chest
Swooning lightly in the joy, knowing-it’s not too late.

Are there too many memories-here at this house??
Every single inch reminds me of a lifetime ago
I am told to start over again-and put it all away;
But I had more joy than pain, this is what I need
These are all of my memories-and here I will stay.

Copyright 2015 Othen Cummings

That Sycamore tree

On a hot summer day as kids we played,
Our mouths roar with glee
Under that Sycamore tree

On a brisk fall day as teens we grow,
Feeling more than free
Under that Sycamore tree

On a cold winter day as adults we become,
With you I adore to be
Under that Sycamore tree

On a fresh spring day as love we made,
My life I swore to thee
Under that Sycamore tree

On a hot summer day as older we age,
I’m glad you’re with me
Under that Sycamore tree.

Copyright 2015 Othen Cummings