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Ben Lomond, Calif, US

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bicyclin boys

by

Grant Appley



no hair & enjoyable memory
thoughts a old friend mike
grown on mill steet,bicyclin boys
raisen pitbulls for toys

earl the pearl,john,kenny & dave
joey,derrick,mickey,jim & goerge
donnie,ronnie & ol brother bob
dennis,nardo,jimmie & larry
jeff & jerry,jim,eric & pauls
leedo,randy,paisanos to go
icehouse,touchfootball,lemke to

byciclin boys
years rollin & rollin
lord i loved mill street


curiousity

by

Grant Appley



birth is granted
knowledge is forced
curiousity
hunts for relief

times i helplessly defie
reality concieved with care

reality be damned
minutes & hours
create a fool

foolish brains
playin with time

hello & goodbye

cromberg crew

by

Grant Appley



goodmornin to the cat
be no sun to pet
a friend can be a rat
never smiles when he's wet

a dog named log & a redheaded rob
bumped his head in the fog
a dog began to sob

be a chick named amber
just a peckin & a chirpin
my gosh i hear a horse
ridin a frog & a birpin

comes a longlegged megan
and a talkin lizzard gizzard
can't see what he's sayin
oh dear i hear a blizzard

brushin megans mane
with smilin bighorse teeth
i'm standin in the rain
smart horse stands dry beneath

a red barn with no windows
feathers floatin freely
as fat pigeons comes & goes
a rhino blows his nose

good mornin cromberg

john:1980

by

Grant Appley



a twinkle in his eye
sees a man with love
hasn't figured how to lie
thinks not a what's above

young mind so aware
heart's full as mine
content caressin his hair
john makes my life so fine

as days grow years
years grow a man
game with a bit a tears
he's my favorite fan

watchin my little man learn
livin for each others smile
little face a such concern
someday'll be awhile

a tree somewhere,sometime
branches grow with the wind
mountain kid awaits his climb
son & love,an ultimate friend

love you johnny boy
dad

me & casey la-doo

by

Grant Appley

feet so cold
should go to bed
mind says
write whats in the head

mines blank
happens quite a lot
just yank
remains of a thought

everythings brittle
call it a night
writin little
colds worth be sleep

goodnight casey
snugglin by mornin
cold makes him lazy
winter gave no warnin

beyond loopin lodge

by

Grant Appley

livin on spring water
rocky mountain spring water
from a california canyon
been goin on for years

ain;t no electricity
lanterns send the light
nights moons just right
silence in the wind

silence in the wind
ticklin brittle leaves
sends em for a ride
a latenight speaks

canova

by

Grant Appley



gray may day
almost
showers cower april
blossoms watch,drops a host

what do you see
when you be like me
as green tea
tis good for thee

peaceful land
almost
her burdens bendin trees
i toast canovas coast

av a nice day

by

Grant Appley



watchin the aware
do nothin daily
the beatin daily shuffle
lookin down walkin
untied boot,trailin strings
trippin

christmas

by

Grant Appley



december's gifts & smiles
tears be drops a sugar
little faces & such big eyes
the air be full a love
thank you,& happy birthday

our turn

by

Grant Appley



time creates impossible dreams
miracles do take years
thirst answered with runnin streams
& a bit a tears

a worry for myself
sad that i'm aware
dusty papers on a shelf
do i know i care

watch us as we grow
what be a passin grade
generations take there turn
watchin reality be made

pig & a bush

by

Grant Appley



government........so bad
sits middle class......so,so quiet
state a state & country
sits arnold & goerge

me see we know
gov. & pres. mirror a first
be a bit a enemy within
houses a fadin white

financial armagettin
panic & the freaks
excuses aboundin
scared,smilin cheats

to those who
sweat & love it
oh you payer of bills

no one asks

where did all
the money go
there's only so many
thrills

tis only 1
quistion

miracle's a start

by

Grant Appley



long,long,long
drips blood
toward & away
thy ancient tree

son within steel
steel within son
strong so long
an unbreakable seed

pray,pray,pray
a days beatin heart
is awaitin

tis a start

long time comin/someday smiles

by

Grant Appley



long time comin
feelins let loose
love was hummin
i didn't see the noose

livin every hour
under sun & stars
slowly lost my power
started hittin bars

alone once again
i've overwhelmin sadness
my anger is a sin
love i didn't press

maybe just a dream
strong a want & need
memories a skin like cream
with lonliness i feed

someday
our eyes shall meet
once again
we will be
friends with curious
smiles

smiler

by

Grant Appley



tis nickelback & spanish creek
geese
singin to my mornin
blue sky & smokin chimney
the not so lucky weep

music
fruit a the gods
love
created not to die
everywhere

got smile
least inside
as passes
a diein race

somedays are real

by

Grant Appley


one's essence a agein
sittin happens more
rememberin
i did not lock the door

somedays are real

i've taken happy & glad
hopein
i do not end up
sad

sat i someday sulkin
love is hard
love is wonderful
rememberin my sweat

the older i get
the faster they
go i bet

boots

by

Grant Appley



old boots,new boots
broken laces always
same chair mornin
tie em tight,watch my step

dirt road awaits
this one, that one
new one's like dates
breathin hard thru lungs chard

just a toppin mountains
suckin air bear
lovein life so..........g.a..........:)

without memory be we half blind

by

Grant Appley



if i wish hello,i feel
if i say hello,we feel
if i've a memory a you
so precious inside
if i embrace the memory
in the wind
with smiles & eyes alive
we be together
matters not the day.

me,myself & ouch

by

Grant Appley

time is talkin
wind is always
love is such a thing
it keeps me

healin
waitin on my wife
sunrise wonders
where be me

smilein,should be layin
upon somethin firm
back & shoulder
talkin too

what did you do
says i to thee
workin hurtin,got to
it be what is me

pick a present please

by

Grant Appley

butterfly,peace signs
hearts galore
aqua blue beginnin
waitin for more

hot summer paintin
Lloyds ice cold truck
seven dollar thank you so
pick a present please

forgot the title....hehehe...5 & 8 & late

by

Grant Appley

bein 61
lovein 51
seein 5 & 8
lovein raisein while
tiz not to late

black to gray
wrinkled yet smooth
young hearts & minds
old raisein young
young raisen old
love raisein love

forgot the title....hehehe...5 & 8 & late

by

Grant Appley

bein 61
lovein 51
seein 5 & 8
lovein raisein while
tiz not to late

black to gray
wrinkled yet smooth
young hearts & minds
old raisein young
young raisen old
love raisein love

now

by

Grant Appley



i might,i might not
meanin a life acourse
find it.........
while breathein

love from somewhere called
holy father,holy mother
conscience loves to fight
huntin right
before i left

listenin,watchin,carein
respondin,hurt folks need
i am to be hurt no more
not a bore,not a seed
inside's the door
outsides mortal loyal

sin ain't what they said
i sin,i know
you do & you too know
and we go to bed

lovein to love
a conscience's fights
embracein hardships answers
with me insides dancers

debbie,amber.megan,johnny,david
robert,dane,shyanne,jordynn
adain,gage & our almighty................

thee gary c.

by

Grant Appley



i thank you daily lately
rememberin our last hello
you told me barely
you go they grow
lookin down you know

forgettin folk as you be hard
i'm glad
burly ol guys as us
cuss without fuss
thinkin goodbye
with a faraway eye

the way(shy's 1st)

by

Grant Appley

i love the way
your hair blows
in the wind

your teeth sparkle when
you smile
also
the swell gifts
you give me

shy to gramma
i love you

autumn must be fall

by

Grant Appley

mornins sugar stirrin
coffee & wife
hot & tender
tasty & white

cuddles as a kitten
awaitin forever
smilein,sippin,touchin & grinnin
first cup a coffee
always,everytime
reminds i
am such the lucky guy

3 mutts & one black cat

by

Grant Appley

a dog is my best friend
well two
i've people friends
though my bestes
friends be two

"pepper"&"corky"& forget not
a "dozer" in a doghouse
lovein moms leftovers
i do love three dogs true

"kitty fish" meanders
with thee crew
he's a black cat dude
yep,i got four friends

with a sunday mornins hush
good mornin i say to you

dang

by

Grant Appley

monday mornins fleetin thoughts
sayin hi,floatin right by
"come hear" & she's gone
least weekdays please
let me know which way to go

dang

minds truly are
wonderful things to waste
take mine for instance
best to baste before you taste
the wicked flavors a i

it's to be a wonderful day
this monday a autumns october
2013

first cups thoughts

by

Grant Appley

whoever it is is it
so awaken with good thought
love them things so
that can't be bought

breathen in deep
wishin dreams to keep
friends for a moment
only, time knew
but a moment was sent

say hello inside
outsides a day to play
though come on back
say hello
for inside & out is
truly my way to a day

typhoon

by

Grant Appley

is a backwards hurricane
just another typhoon
see the people gone
with thee rain,thee wind.....the dawn
twas not near
"just another" anything

hearts a ten thousand
know thee answer & sing
fears be gone
with golden skys

mother nature's teacher
we do feel her goodbyes
comein sometimes.........g.a...........:)

the good hunt

by

Grant Appley

our leaders surprise
be gone
our leaders change
be strange
within communizms range

i do notice
persuaded masses
& their masses
their rules
their tools
their truths at most
bein faraway hearsay

i've heart & conscience
teachin me
touch a love
teachin me
embracein me free

good mornin from grant
with love & respect
to thy hunt..................:)......g.a

i,i doen like last night

by

Grant Appley



a hurt words do
sticks & stones be nothin
when i hurt
after my loud words
i must hug
with a sorry
what i hurt too..........

a windy sunday comein

by

Grant Appley

i have an ex
always someone does
down the road a tough
thru bars she sees our son

johnathan g. be he
mistakes make their bed
someone always feeds him
strong,smart....way back

so see you two
maybe a burger & some fries
hugs all around.....pretty soon
with smiles for the whiles

pretty soon
can be
ugly long
never heard that
in any song

tell em dad loves em
on a windy sunday comein

a windy sunday comein

by

Grant Appley

i have an ex
always someone does
down the road a tough
thru bars she sees our son

johnathan g. be he
mistakes make their bed
someone always feeds him
strong,smart....way back

so see you two
maybe a burger & some fries
hugs all around.....pretty soon
with smiles for the whiles

pretty soon
can be
ugly long
never heard that
in any song

tell em dad loves em
on a windy sunday comein

here i am again

by

Grant Appley

mornin to the snorein
hello to thee jell-o
hey hi in your eye
get up fed up
talk to your sock
tie & defie
tiz for you to do
so..........
fine be mine
outta bed well fed
good for this hood
be deer without fear
just sierras rockin
early horses talkin
decembers.....
ourselves bein elves
dress thee tree with glee
colorful mind i find
as this month i so adore
findin fun under almost winters sun
heehee
giggles & wiggles
lil curls & such happy,happy girls
peasants & presents
ice & a slice
cold & diggin old
happy day
holy mother & father

here i am again

by

Grant Appley

mornin to the snorein
hello to thee jell-o
hey hi in your eye
get up fed up
talk to your sock
tie & defie
tiz for you to do
so..........
fine be mine
outta bed well fed
good for this hood
be deer without fear
just sierras rockin
early horses talkin
decembers.....
ourselves bein elves
dress thee tree with glee
colorful mind i find
as this month i so adore
findin fun under almost winters sun
heehee
giggles & wiggles
lil curls & such happy,happy girls
peasants & presents
ice & a slice
cold & diggin old
happy day
holy mother & father

what should i call it

by

Grant Appley

good mornin debbie
how are you today
should i call it pray
when to the spirits i say

thank you 1 or 2 or 5
i met a surfer girl minue
i have never forgot
all i learned yet

i like taught
more if i do it
i like stuff bought
more if i earn it

i like love
in so many ways
a mornins touch
might a heart from above
remind me & a smile

gettin heat

by

Grant Appley

gettin firewood
as the bee sleeps
steppin upon
tucked in mushrooms
both beneath forests
softness a needles.....