They Call Him Whiskey Jack


Bourbon and Rye neat,
some prefer it on ice and sweet
The burn as it coats,
running smooth down the throat
Leaving a taste of oak,
on the tongue spirits float
A buzz that spins the head round,
but not for this hare who is found
Rolling along in an open field,
where stalks of green yield
Harvest of plenty grown free,
row upon row as far as his eyes see
Handled with care,
fermenting the air
Filling the mind with a ride,
through galaxies far and wide
Grab hold of his tail,
each turn is a new tale
He’ll whisk you away,
dare you to play
Feel every slide,
euphoric, sublime
They call him Whiskey Jack,
a stoner wabbit, what’s up d’ak

Ax

Blackbird Freed

A
Borrowed time from whence it came
Laid across the sky on a line the same
Above, below, winds that howl and tame
Cursed and beaten by lifes frigid cane
Knocked to ground yet rose from winters rein
Blackbird freed from his lashing reign
Ills that mend with springs healing rain
Reborn anew, cleansing scars that stain
Driven by courage to overcome shame

Found a path that leads to change
Removed the ties and chain
Embrace the life that god gave
Erase the hate, so love will save
Demand what’s right but own the blame

Ax

I Yam, What I Yam


Sweet with a sloppy disposition
Looney ‘toon creation
Swashbuckling seaman
Trapped in a comicstrip scheme’n
Fumbling
Bumbling
Somethin’s
Happen’en
Swee’pea’s being cute
Fallen down a chute
Find a burger, find Wimpy
Sells his soul, hot and steamy
Olive Oyl drives him crazy
Misadventures happen daily
Being lured by a brute
Whose purpose is to loot
Have a way
In that way
Makin whoopie
Boogie oogie oogie
This little hen won’t give up the house
Brutus quickly turns into a louse
Popeye tries to talk it out calmly
But ends up clobbered broadly
Screams from his girlfriend
Stiffens his spine to defend
Downs a can of spinach
Popping muscles on a stern visage
Marches in to save the day
A single blow, blows Bluto away
Olive by his side holding tight
A kiss that toots his pipe
“I yam, what I yam”
Now scram

Ax

Cocky Rabbit


Stop ever so quickly
Quick as can be
What do these eyes see

Stung by a vision
Stunned into submission
Stoned with a feelin

Cottontail derrière
Hop-a-long hare
Nose-twitch, sniff!, the air

Spring comes bouncing
Buds on trees bursting
Hormones start thirsting

Shimmy-shake, cozy-up
Silent whispers hum
Mating song of love

Rubbing cheeks then bite
Intent to mount the night
Cocky rabbit, little sprite

Ax

When Two Stars Collide


Into the wild, chasing the wind
That carries a scent, to another world
Hugging trees, standing tall
Skimming leaves, waving goodbye

The forest disappears, flying by
On wings, white as snow
Eyes that gleam, a vision serene
The sun makes them glow

A calm up above, in awe of the sea
Midair dance, leading her on
Waves snap, whitecaps break
Sprays towards the clouds

Eyes meet, for the very first time
A long inhaled breath expels with a sigh
Just the reaction, sparkling attraction
Prayed for this day, a union of two

Souls meant to be, unleashing free
It starts with a touch a pinch if you will
Can it be? Is it you?
Do wishes come true?

Made with the heart
Filling the gaps
That have kept them apart
Except in their dreams

A kiss to seal
Locking lips
They become one
A delectable meal

Her hands slowly glide
From his neck to his chest
He takes her in
Carnal sin

Exposing flesh
Their rags laid to rest
Curves that form
A perfect match

Songs in their heads
Play along to their moves
Lips seldom part
Except to moan and shout

Filling her whole
A desire fulfilled
With each thrust
Their souls flow

His hot breath
Invades her ear
Tingles and vibrates
He whispers dear

Waiting a lifetime
To say these words
That she may hear
These truths of his

He loves you
Because of you
Nothing more or less
Can compare

Gold would tarnish
Jewels would fade
Silks would tear
And wine would sour

As night fills with twinkles
Their bodies warmed blissful
An explosive ride
When two stars collide

Ax