LEFTOVER BLUES

Kirk Carter@ Chew Bear Productions@ Copyright 2015

LEFTOVER BLUES

Was all excited, everyone invited, the party about to begin;

We all sat down, got unwound, hoping my team would win!

All the efforts were Bitchin, as the Cooks left the Kitchen,

Joining with a glass of wine;

There was laughter and a joke, as someone took a poke,

How recliners might curve the spine...

The Aper's were Bi-Valves and Shrimp, boiled to a limp,

While the Oysters played in the Butter.

Didn't take long, as the Wine turned to Song,

No place for Meekness or Mutter!

Through the 5th course, like a fattened horse,

Time was called out by the Host;

Just enough time, setting my belt loop a line,
Ready for the Celebratory Toast!

As we finished out, without a doubt,

The Leftovers appeared in Masses;

Figuring what went where, would it fit in there,

We were even packing Jelly Glasses!

Some stuff was in a Tin, a big Plastic Bin,

Wax Paper served as a holder;

If you wouldn't have seen, the Bacon and Bean,

It looked like I was smuggling a Boulder!

In any case, we air-kissed Face, and said our Good-Bye's once more;

So funny seeing, someone by the door peeing,

At least it wasn't on the floor...

Now, I must admit, I Love to sit, with People I barely know;

But after Introduction, you can almost feel the Suction,

New Friendship's will start to grow!

So, I'm back at the House, as an over-stuffed Mouse,

Who can't even get out of his hole;

Starts complaining to Me, It's been Day Three,

And Leftover's are still in the Bowl...

I cannot Lie, I Love my Pumpkin Pie, but in the Fridge...there's still 3 more;

 The tray of Turkey and Dressing, Oh what a Blessing,

Like carnage you'd see in a War!

Okay, It'll all Disappear, with the odd-Imported Beer,

The Party was Yesterday's News;

I hear Barbell sounds, Trying to lose 30 Pounds,

Thank God for the Leftover Blues!

                                                                                           Kirk Carter

                                                                                                                     11/29/2015                                        

 

If You Ignore Him

Kirk Carter@ Chew Bear Productions@ Copyright 2015

IF YOU IGNORE HIM

Once again I lay here in my fox hole,  it's do or die;

I'm pleading for the Lord to help me, I'm way too high!

God can you save me, "I won't do it again", I confess;

I won't do this anymore, I'm tired of being a mess...

But the Preacher said, "Your always listening";

With red eyes I plead, all puckered and glistening.

Yet, you brought me back, just to do it again;

My urge to use,  is such a toxic sin!

And that time I begged for a pick-up truck;

The Lord didn't hear me...just my luck.

What do I have to do, I'm a man with needs;

You never give me fruit, all I get are seeds?

So, what is it Lord, you think I'm not sincere;

As I lay here squandering with my meth, whisky, and beer?

Guess you can tell the difference from a plea or giving in;

I must confess, I'm a mess, living life all full of sin!

So, I'm turning my life to you God, I've gotten up off the floor;

I'm pleading for salvation, just please let me in the door.

It's real this time, I've turned my life around;

I'm standing tall, fully focused, feet are on the ground.

And there it was, my pick-up, earned it on my own;

God finally believed my call and did it all, I was not all alone.

So, when you ask for help, make the commitment, you can do this, too;

But just remember if you ignore God, he'll probably ignore you, too!

Kirk Carter

11/28/2015



Into The Fall

Kirk Carter@ Chew Bear Productions@ Copyright 2015

INTO THE FALL

Crisp leaves crack beneath my feet;

My breath can be seen, as my heart is keeping beat.

Oh, and the newness of fresh air, driving from the north;

It's the shift of season coming, nature moving forth!

As the leaves start to fall, the breeze against my face;

Been through this before, I defiantly know my place.

A chill clenches to skin, as Goosebumps start to rise;

It's just a taste of what's to come, Winter in disguise.

As memory reflects back, on holidays of the past;

Can we generate a new experience, will the old one's last?

And, I so much wish to share, this very moment with you;

Caress my words with vision, and make our visit true...

It's arrival, like a clock on-time, Nature's calendar set;

I smile toward bright sun today, for soon be snow and wet.

And people seem to bustle, at this time of year;

Shopping for things for Loved ones, on a midday clear.

And smiles are in abundance, from a stranger to a friend;

Your handshake may be gloved, but good joy we do send!

The Squirrels and critters scurry, their dance amongst the trees;

The floral is rustic, "Hey, where are all the bees?"

Scavenging for nuts, before vapor turns to frost;

Hope they remember where they put them, hope they don't get lost!

Childhood comes to mind, ah Thanksgiving...the food;

Puts every boy and girl in us, back in a heartfelt mood.

Long lost beginnings, can you sense them like me;

When life seemed like fantasy and life was full of glee?

So, cherish these moments, and have yourself a ball;

With renewal, and our blessings, Into The Fall!

Kirk Carter

11/24/2015

Sacrifice

Kirk Carter@ Chew Bear Productions@ Copyright 2015

SACRIFICE

Taking what I want, taking what I need;

My selfish appetite, my intended greed!

And yes it did continue, all my needs came first;

The more the better so I thought, so much unlimited thirst.

And then one day, everything fell down;

There wasn't a giving person anywhere around.

Looking for givers, the roster was bare;

No one around that seemed to really care.

I called for God, but he was preoccupied;

My one vestige of hope, I curled up and cried!

Finally looking in myself, I turned things around;

God saw my efforts, my feet were on the ground.

And he told me of giving, putting forth for common good;

Helping others first, just like it always should.

Slowly things put forth, were suddenly gifted back;

Unprovoked as a showing, found goodies in my sack!

Many, many times what I did. all came back to me;

Everyone is happy, it's fairly plain to see!

So, it does pay off, when you do something nice;

How rewarding the effort, in a little Sacrifice...

The Bridge To Bliss

 Kirk Carter@ Chew Bear Productions@ Copyright 2015

 

 

 

 

THE BRIDGE TO BLISS

 

 

 

I saw you from a distance, reflected wet surface below;

Guess you must serve a purpose, something God would only know.

 

So, just what are you doing here, daring me to cross;

You sure look alluring, I must admit, my words were at a loss.

 

Purpose without equation, deep meaning to crossing streams;

Is this a new beginning, could this be what it seems?

 

I started walking circles, pondering to scratch my head;

Trying to figure out what to do, where would I make my bed?"

 

Things weren't changing over here, what's really over there;

A new type of existence, is it really worth the dare?

 

I said a prayer, taking first step, stepping stones that paved the way;

Onto the bridge, I progressed, I thought, "This will probably take all day!"

 

At midway point, I stopped for a look, at the flowing brook below;

I could have jumped off in a second, no one would ever know!

 

So, forward I continued, as curiosity drew me near;

I felt so at peace right then, no trace of fright or fear.

 

And finally I reached that last step, landing firmly on solid ground;

"What did I just do", I thought, "Maybe I should turn around?"

 

Then suddenly a feeling came over me, a voice came in the air;

"New life for you my son", I heard, "New Love for you to share!"

 

And there before me she stood, so beautiful...just like a dream;

She said, "I crossed the bridge too, we are his chosen team."

 

I reached and touched her hand, then caressed her face;

Only God could have brought us together, in such a lovely place.

 

She smiled in agreement, as we held an extended kiss; 

We both made the trek, God kept his promise,

We both crossed the Bridge To Bliss!

 

 

 

Kirk Carter

November 9, 2015