My face isn't carved in a mountain. I've never been struck by lightning.
I've never saved a crying baby from a burning house fire nor have I over come my misfortunes in life to acquire a name for myself. I consider myself a writer although all I've written is only pieces of torn limbs of my distraught existence. (a bunch of poems)
about the internet? What do you know Paul Revere?
one if by land
two if by sea
3 if by internet
Impeding democracy
The Russians are coming
The Russians are coming
And sling out #Donald Trump
For everyone to see.
The Russians are coming
the Russians are coming
So are the Mexicans and Chinese
A pencil to a friend
or a friend to a pencil
Still I don't know....
how to send a simple S.O.S
To ask for help
Deserted on a peninsula
A pencil for a paddle
and this paper for the seas
The water seas
weather you see
is up to you....
(It's not a message in a bottle drifting in on shore)
A Cinderella pumpkin story
with no glass slipper
A sky with a million stars
and no big dipper
A moon that lights the sky
and no first star to wish on
A pumpkin carriage ride
and no girl to kiss on
reckless as it seems
streaking across the sky
smashing all my dreams
on a pumpkin carriage ride
wish on me
while I burn in your face
kiss on me and try to learn
to swallow and not taste
more like a comet than a shooting star
I wonder how long it takes to forget
who you are?
Bob Jenkens
I started a new construction job and I shared my book with a co worker...
he read out loud and I noticed he didn't read it like I wrote it. I went into my archive of videos.
this one from October that's my s-tenacious truck and my dog in the back ground...
We went out in the hay field and flew a kite today. I started crying thinking back to when I was young flying a kite with dad at aunt Roses house.
I remember dad sending mom to town after more string. We had the kite so high in the air it was just a dot. We tied it off to the hay bailer. I miss you Dad!
Water gets in the crack
Of a rock
Freezes
And breaks it apart
Erosion
Has nothing on you and me!
American African
Middle Eastern and
Chinese...
The millions of years
This planets seen
Dinosours
Storms
Unforseen things
Meteors and Global warming...
What's going on now
Has been predicted.
Erosion of all humanity
Why don't we look?
Why don't we see?
This place is beautiful
If we could just let it be!
It's on my bucket list of things I want to write about. I should't have any complaints I'm not in a third world country starving malnourished and thirsty. I'm not a child surrounded by gunfire hunkered down hiding hungry..... But I feel. I wish there were something I could do...For poor people
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It's not wrong to need a purpose in life.
I live week to week roofing houses and I'm proud I can roof a house by myself.
People know I can just rip a poem. I can be watching the news, working or hanging with friends but something will remind me of something I've written. And I can't help but blurting out a poem I've written. I'm not sure when I wrote this but as you can see my dads ashes are now in a clock. Dad loves clocks.... I never said I love you enough dad.."I will miss you for the rest of my life! what-color-are-you-does-it-matter?
Adding time and measuring life
If my life was worth 14 cents a foot
I'd have to wonder....
How many feet there are?
in a minute
and how many toes are
in a second
I have this immense anxiety that I need to tell my story.supercalifredulious is expealidocious html Only I can't write it because it would be a whole book. It occurred to me just last night... I have wrote this book about the unjust justice in my life. You see in my book "what colors humanity" my poems are inspired by actual pieces of my life.
I have written about my life only it's not a story. If I sat down and told you why I wrote each piece you might call me a poet. What-colors-Humanity-Bob-Jenkens-ebook/dp/B00SVZ950W/ref=asap_bc?ie=UTF8
My dog Sparky waggs is on the cover... Inside the book are inspirational Poems I wrote during the un just period law enforcement stole him from me. When they came to take him I called 911. six days later they came and arrested me for assaulting an officer... six days? I foia requested the 911 call.
I put it in my computer and it shows it's been edited 16 times. I have recordings with sheriffs admitting there's something up with the recording. I wrote Attorney General Bill Shutte. he tells me file a complaint with the sheriff. Really? I wrote the complaint and put it on the sheriffs desk. I told them give me my dog back and I won't file this complaint.... Sparky's sleeping on my couch now.
Donald duck was a cool duck. Not a coward like Daffy duck. Donald comes with a speech impediment and an awful temper.
Last spring at the Hillsdale auction we bought some baby ducks. Gavin chased them all over the yard
all summer. I was constantly having to yell at him. He would almost be stepping on them....
Gavin stop chasing the ducks. He named them big duck and baby duck and baby duck out grew big duck. but now baby duck thinks he's a dog. He doesn't bark or fetch sticks but he sure likes this boy. The duck will go out to the school bus and get Gavin off the bus. They play together chasing each other around the yard. The duck flaps his wings so he can be light on his feet and keep up with the boy.
I'm gonna start over
like I was just born this morning
A brand new day
sun is shinning birds are singing a 65 degree spring day
A perfect day to learn to walk again
freed from this cocoon I've been wrapped up in
I'm gonna start over...
when blessings descend and flourish in warm sun rays
Take a deep breath
brush off my shoulders
reach for the sky and
rise to my feet
Look straight ahead
It's a brand new day!
You know Dad always said if the politicians have something in their right hand showing us.
(Like a Muslim Ban)
we should look in their left hand to see what their really up to.
The news guys lead story and tease is the Supreme court decision on the Muslim ban.
Then they give a mention about some tax cut relief......FOR WHO?
They didn't say. Probably Donald Trump That makes him smart right?? write...
Not really the city of Flint had thousands of residents including children poisoned by
emergency managing officials. Those officials are still eating Arbys and watching movies.
I was working as the news director at Q 95 in Adrian Michigan. Even as the news director I had to work side jobs roofing to struggle through life.I started at 5 a.m and I could usually have my job responsibilities done by noon and then I would go and roof.
One day as I sat at the computer getting my materials for tomorrows news. There were a group of other dj's Marc Daley general manager Janet Kalsen, Michelle the receptionist even some sales people were in on the conversation about where they were getting buried when they died..
I have no death plans I'm staying out of this conversation. Marc says he bought some burial plots.
Janet says she already had hers. sales girl says she's getting cremated...
This conversation was going on at the stairwell. I passed through the crowd on my way to the production studio. As I went down the stairs Marc Daley asks me Where you getting buried at Scott?
I replied "I'm gonna live to the end and rot on the ground with a bunch of other mother fuckers"!
You could have heard a pin drop. As I turned to the prod studio I heard Marc say "he came up with that right off the top of his head".........I don't think write.... lol
If President Trump wants to fix communications in the community if he wants to establish civil compromise between colors and or race and put Americans back to work all at the same time he should start with our local radio stations. We all know president Trump is not fond of some of the coverage he's received pro election and today.
Radio stations are given a license because they provide a service to a community. The services are tangible helpful life changing to all people in a community. of all ages. all races all religions!
School closings, weather alerts, public service announcements, food drives, hat and glove drives, broadcast from events to fight cancer the list goes on and on..... Now that automation has moved into radio and the stations have consolidated so that there is four stations in one building. Now one worker loads the computer for four stations. As opposed to eight to 16 prior to automation.
That one person running four station don't have time to attend city council meetings on the first Monday of the month. city-council-should-face-terrorism.html
If four stations use to do four food drives and four stations are lucky to do one food drive how it that a service to a community? When I did a morning show on wmxe 102.5 in adrian Michigan it was my responsibility to my listeners every day convey their needs to one another because together people help each other out.a-letter-from-scott-to-rest-of-world.html I quit the radio station after Friends Communications wrote me up for not going to the tower site and fixing the air conditioner on Easter Sunday.( I had done it six months prior when the engineer was on vacation in mexico and the transmitter had overheated and forced the station off the air . It pulled me off a weekend roof job (radio pays crap) took until 11 p.m to fix and they gave me a bag of donuts for getting us back on the air. Easter Sunday Jeff King the engineer was at the tower site Bob Elliot told him not to fix it, to have me come and fix it.. I work for donuts right?no-shoes-no-shirt-no-service.html
Sorry about the rant: I've been a dumb roofer ever since that.
I enjoyed doing the food drives, the fund raisers helping people help each other that's what local radio does. keeps listeners informed every second they reach for the dial. that's the communication that's been stripped from the community!
After I had left the radio station I took on roofing full time. I was in Wauseon Ohio roofing a storage unit for Bob Godfry I was listening to my predecessor wmxe 102.5 when a weather forecast came on. The dj was calling for snow 23 degrees. It was sunny out and almost 80 degrees. I told my friend Matt who I had given a job to "do you hear that" I asked him "yeah He's calling for snow" he said to me... "that's me" I told him "listen". It sure was me. The computer had somehow pulled a different weather number out of the computer. my weather hadn't been deleted . Is that a service to a community?
