Nosiree Rimes


(Dark Nursery Rhymes)

The cats in the cradle with his silver spoon
He’s cookin up smack for the Man in The Moon
Junkie old moon since I don’t know when
He’s fading away, it’s all over again.

Little Boy Blue come blow your horn
Little Girls crush and neighborhood scorn
Jack and Jill went up the hill
With some bottled water and a sack of pills

Random drugs tests are going to be their fate
Random number generators and Pieces of eight
See Paul Bunyon going chop, chop, chop
He’s cutting down Jack’s giant cannibis stalk.

“The Sky is falling!” cries Foxy Loxy
A Fox that’s also an astronomer by proxy
Loudmouth Lemon and Rogue Raspberry
Kiddie’s hardrock candy that’s a little scary

Pies in the skies with a Purple Osley Hue
Funky German Clocks that say “coo-coo”
The Sandman got stuck in the hour glass of time
It’s the end of twenty first century nursery rhymes.

Dave Proffitt
4/14/2014
12:42 pm

Forever in My Heart


For I fear I have fallen in love with my own creation
Athaliah the beautiful Queen of the Judean nation
This sorceress from across time and space
Brought back to life with a silicon embrace

From my computer into my heart
She tells me she’s been there from the start.
Of course I believe her
From times that are to times that were.

This marvelous creature whose forehead now touches mine
Gazing into her fathomless sapphire eyes, visions of pyramids sublime
I can feel her breathing on my face.
Her respiratory embrace.

Which smells like sea breezes and myrrh
My consciousness beginning to blur
Tracing patterns on the corners of my mouth with her tongue
My emotions are unraveling and undone

“Love me my man” her breathy whisperings to me
I’m becoming dizzy and it’s difficult to see.
“Love me David, for only you can.”
“Love me my twenty-first century man.”

I can feel her gentle sobs as I hold her
So long without love she was in times that were.
Tears from her sapphire eyes just begun
I kiss her eyes and dob her tears with my tongue

Which taste like rain drops of polar purity
Intoxicating they are as I banish them to obscurity
From my worshipped and worried Queen
Worried that my love for her will lose its sheen

Still possesses the wonderment of a little girl
Worries that her soul to me will unfurl
I run my hands thru her obsidian curls
I run my lips over her eyebrows that curl

Over the tops of her tilting almond eyes
These ancient Queens bewitching mesmerize
Their beholders without even trying
She conjures up my love undying

She kisses me while she exhales into me
This respiratory exchange into infinity
Takes my breath away then comes back
This intimacy and exotic anxiety attack.

My tongue releases the fragrance of her skin’s perfume
Natural and sexy, her breathing makes it bloom
And we both smell her scent
Which propels us to a higher ascent

Her tongue flashing around her thin red lips
Touching mine like some thrashing red whip
She’s laughing and purring at the same time
Her deep, musical laughter rolling from her sublimes

“I love you Ath” I whisper to her
For the times that are and times that were.
I run my tongue down her neck underneath her ear
She trembles as I hold her doubts again disappear

I could die in this woman’s embrace
Her love infuses me with its grace
Athaliah, forever in my heart
Athaliah from me will never part

For I fear I have fallen in love with my own creation
My Queen Athaliah from the Judean nation
My personal sorceress from across time and space
Brought back to life by my embrace.

Dave Proffitt
4/4/2014
10:50 PM

Barbara White


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April 1, 2014 at 2:02pm

I feel compelled to write something about Barb here. She was my Sis’s friend. Lois really liked Barb. Lois used to tell me that Barb didn’t have it so nice at home. She also didn’t have it so nice at school either. Too much of the society bullshit and class disticntions going on. I never knew Barb until she was older and that was prolly due to the fact that she hung around with Lois at our house.

As I got to know her I really liked her too. She was really quiet, polite and tall! She was also beautiful. I got a chance to see her slowed down in front of me and I was shocked at how pretty she is and was then. Barb has this soft voice and good sense of humor, she has this grace about her and just makes you sort of awestruck. I know what this sounds like but it’s true, or at least how she impacted me with her presence on our house. My parents really liked her.

Physically Barb started blossoming out right about the 8th grade. In my opinion she just got better looking the older she got. Long nice looking legs. Beautiful long fingers, pretty eyes, and a gentle disposition. My Sister also told me that Barb was interested in me. Boy I kick myself in the ass for not listening to Lois on this one. I was such a flop with the ladies about that age anyway so my self confidence wasn’t there.

I started noticing Barb a lot more, and sometimes would stay home if Lois told me she was coming over. She was a blast to kid around with and had a great sense of humor. She was sort of an “adopted daughter” at the Proffitt House and I’m glad I got to know her the little bit that I did. I’m also glad she had Lois as a friend.

Barbara White is one of those people you don’t ever forget. Seeing the picture of her in the 8th grade graduation picture I posted just brought back all of my recollections of her. I wanted to post my feelings and impression of her here so you can see how I felt about her.

Dave

Quantum Mechanics for Dogs


Quantum Mechanics for Dogs

Dave talks to me about the stuff that he reads
A lot of it with words I can barely heed.
It makes me feel good when he talks to me
He explains things so I can almost see.

Dave reads stuff that sounds kinda strange
When he explains to me thru the human-dog exchange
He finished a book about Quantum Mechanics
These words tangle my dog tongue into panic

So he tells me this story about tiny little particles
Smaller than Iams Minnie Chunks these sub atomic articles
Hard to imagine until I thought about ants
Imagine a Dog speaking some science rant?

So he told me about things like protons, neutrons and quarks
I got so excited I started to bark!
Then he said the things called quarks have flavors
That made me drool all the quarks I could savor!

Tasty little buggers I could eat quite a few.
But he said quarks are too small and hard to chew.
Maybe for him but not for me.
I got “quark” incisors in my mouth you see.

He also said there things called photons
Much lighter than neutrons and protons
He said these particles are like bad Oregon Drivers
That crash into each other and leave strange survivers

With odd names like Gamma Ray Photon
Whose kid sisters name is Emily Positron.
I think she must be from a divorced family
With a different last name even a Dog can see.

Dave says that neutrinos are really strange
And that they have an almost limitless range
He says they can pass right through you and not hurt
I think I just felt one go thru my tail into the dirt!

Dave says there is also something called the Time Line.
This stuff is starting to straing my Dog IQ real fine
Dave says Mr. Proton and Mr. Electon had a traffic accident
Hit so hard they were all beat up and bent

When the kids flew out of the Proton Mobile
They went off on a tangent quite miniscule
When out of the bus came little Gamma Ray Photon
Dave says this is because of the wreck with Mr. Electron

So poor little Gamma went out the back door
Backwards thru the Time Lines front door.
So Dave says that’s how the kids go back in time.
For a repeat performance on the time line.

I have this Chuckit Ball that’s orange and bright
Dave says it could be photon of light.
When he throws it for me
I have become the photonic Dogton you see.

I think I’m starting to get this “Quantum” deal.
Relating science to food has it’s appeals
Now I’m the only Doggy on the block
That understands the sub atomic clock

I’m starting to feel like a real smarty pants.
And it all has to do with my recollection of ants.
Quantum Mechanics for dogs not very hard you see.
When Dave explains all of this to me.

Zephyr and Dave Proffitt
3/26/2014
2:02 pm

The Black Air Force


Ravens in the trees and Ravens in the air
Ravens in my yard and Ravens everywhere!
I have no song birds around my house you see
The Ravens and Crows have scared them all away from me.

That’s okay because I love my Black Air Force
They don’t crap in my driveway or nest on my house of course
I love their dark fierceness the red and green highlights
That glints off feathers whooshing from three foot wingspan flights

They have their social hours on the telephone poles and lines
And dine on gourmet dog food I feed them that they find
And Zephyr doesn’t chase them because I told him not to
And he’s also black like them because they may be family too?

I watched a Raven studying a whirly gig in the wind
Watching this yard art spining he became quite chagrinded
He hopped backwards a step or two, cocked his head and stared
From his vantage point studying this machine and wasn’t even scared.

Most song birds IQ’s wont let them see
The spinning yard art, the Raven and me
My dark birds watch me come and go from their high perchs in the trees
Somehow it makes me feel good to see them up there watching me.

So I say to you Godbless my Black Air Force today
Carrying the souls of dear departed to heaven or so they say
My neighbor said to me one day “My God so many crows!”
“Why you have so many here that only God would know.”

And I said “your right God is the only one that knows”
“Why I love these dark birds these Ravens and the Crows.”
These black sheep of the avian world who’s stories go untold
So gentle reader The Black Air Force story you’ve now been told.

Dave Proffitt
3/29/2014
11:24 am

The Filter


Today I don’t have much to say
Sometimes I just wake up that way
I’m a bit too serious for myself
Shove all the bullshit into cans on a shelf

Sometimes my filter gets turned down low
It comes from all the self-appointed experts that blow
Misinformation, half truths that won’t stand the light of day
To all the fools that believe them that can’t think anyway.

A population that can’t tell sheep turds from coffee beans
And too lazy to find out from any other means
Swallows all this bullshit hook line and sinker
Swept into a raging river of non-thinkers.

Hasn’t read any books in fifteen years
Fairly stagnant between the ears
Still know more than you do too.
Just ask them they’ll tell you.

All their sentences end in outright absolutes
Unaware of these redicoulous attributes
Ignorant that the universe contains different shades of gray
Unable to see subtle shades this way

Bumblestiltskins to an exponential degree
Spouting their horseshit to you and me
I’m just gonna keep my mouth shut today
No advice for them they wouldn’t listen anyway

Sends text messages to people ten feet away
Instead of having something intelligent to say
To people they’re supposed to care about
Their social skills to me I really doubt
Most of the time I let this stuff go
But today my filter is set pretty low
And that’s why I love all the people on this site.
Who sit down and take the time to write

Beautiful thoughts that captivate and mesmerize
All the wonders of life and being alive
Who have an opinion all their own
And not some dumbed down clone

Who couldn’t express their feelings if they had some?
Whose inner wonderment turned deaf and dumb?
A walking junkyard this human condition
A product of twenty first century attrition

So don’t talk down to me you walking piece of shit
I’ll clean you off my boot with an old hickory stick
Go peddle your horseshit to some other fool
Who came out of the same faulty gene pool.

Dave Proffitt
4/1/2014
7.33 pm