Change

Change
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written by Rod Hatter
May 22, 2012
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Change the color.
Change the smell.
Change it all...
It's gone to Hell.
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Change the station.
Change the tape.
Change your outlook.
Change landscape.
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Change a diaper.
Change the bed.
Change a lightbulb.
Change your dreads.
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Change your glasses.
Change your hair.
Change your wardrobe.
Change underwear.
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Change your view.
Change your morals.
Change your culture.
Change the florals.
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Change the format.
Change the text.
Change your habits.
Change your sex.
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Change your smile.
Change expression.
Change your scheme.
Change direction.
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Change your party.
Change opinion.
Change your words.
Change ambitions.
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Change your group.
Change division.
Change your interest.
Change your mission.
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Change the charges.
Change the plea.
Change your attitude.
Change destiny.
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Change the menu.
Change the flavor.
Change your diet.
Change behavior.
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Change your lifestyle.
Change your school.
Change your job.
Change the rules.
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Change a U-joint.
Change a need.
Change the oil.
Change your speed.
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Change your dreams.
Change your vision.
Change your thoughts.
Change decisions.
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Change connections.
Change the bus.
Change is crazy,
for all of us...
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Change is sometimes good...
Change is sometimes bad...
When I think of all these changes...
I may change quite mad...
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Change situations.
Change circumstances.
Change your odds.
Change your chances.
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Change my socks.
Change my shoes.
Change my life.
and fix the blues.
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Change the sparkplugs.
Adjust the chain.
Change to leathers.
Change to sane...
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btw: I'm a little low on fuel. You got any spare change?

Freedom's Cost

Freedom's Cost

written by Rod Hatter
May 16, 2012
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Freedom...sometimes took for granite,
gave through sacrifice...
Ain't no place on this here planet...
free of all demise.
Military soldiers, civil servants too...
There are many individuals...
who gave their life for you.
Some have battled to thwart evil,
knockin' at our door...
Others gave for someone's freedom,
on some distant shore.
Some got caught in burning buildings,
saving someone's life.
Many die in daily struggles...
dealing with our strife...
If you ride a motorcycle,
car, truck, train or plane...
There are some who gave for you,
taking 'way your pain.
Many of our Veterans,
they now ride with pride.
Sharing freedom, brotherhood,
void demons locked inside.
Also firemen, police too...
freedom that they feel on two...
So next time you're out...about...
see a vet or folks on duty...
Smile and wave or give a thanks,
for helping keep you free.
Give them honor and respect,
for yeilding hazard's way...
Remember those who died for you...
on this Memorial Day...

Mothers are Special

Mothers are Special

written by Rod Hatter
May 13, 2012
Mother's Day...
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Mothers are special...They share their love.
Some in their passing...become angels above.
While they are with us, nourishment's gave,
even when slapping you...saying "Behave"...
Teaching you manners, giving their all...
taking you shopping down at the mall.
Giving you guidance, sharing respect...
Really great Mothers...never neglect.
When you are clumsy...they mop up spills...
When you are hurt...they try to heal...
When you are down...they give you hope...
When life's a struggle, they help you cope.
They fight through life, same as us all...
Yet they still smile, and help when you fall.
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My Mother has passed, I still feel her love...
I know that she's up there...Grace from above.
Keeping me straight, Helping me live...
Positive energy that she did give...
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Thank you Mom,
With love, your Son...

Rally's Vendors

Rally's Vendors

written by Rod Hatter
May 9, 2012
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Runs and rallies 'cross the land...
Vendors tending to their stands.
Many wishing they could ride,
instead of selling goods with pride.
Still they know that riding costs...
Without bread...their rides get tossed.
Those vendors...they just knuckle down,
selling stuff from town to town...
Knowing that there'll come a time...
when their scooter's bell can chime.
Selling wares to weary souls...
Saving bucks so bikes can roll...
Planning which runs they may miss...
Just for time to ride with bliss...
So next time you're at events...
bring some cash and get it spent.
Thank them for the stuff they do...
Foods, bike gear, and clothes for you.
Maybe ask them what they ride?
So that they can brag with pride...
If your broke...at least share smiles :)
A smile's support goes many miles...
If nothing else, just cut them slack.
Maybe next year they'll be back...
or you may see them again...
With their faces in the wind...

Insanity of the Night

Well, I thought I'd step out of my usual poetry mode, and throw a little craziness at you all...I did get laid off and not sure for how long, but I am the kinda nut that has to smile anywho...Hope you enjoy this...

btw...Not to worry, they told me once they get the materials I'll be back to work...

 Insanity of the Night

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written by Rod Hatter

May 2, 2012

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As I pulled into my driveway I thought...What a crazy world we live in. How did it ever get this way? Where in the Hell did common sense go? To start with... the day got off to an awful beginning. Ran out of coffee, out of money, Utility shut off notice in the mail, and then I found out I'm laid off from work. ARR! It's enough to make a man go insane, but as always I said "Screw it"...and decided to go out for a ride. The farther away from town I got, the slower things seemed to be, and as I took in all of the great things the ride offered, I started to relax and settle down. Okay, time for reality… Remember I said I was broke? As the gas turned to fumes, I knew I could only go so far, so I found I had to turn around and head back to the funny farm. Besides, it was getting dark anyway. As I rode into town passing underneath the city street lights, the shadows seemed to be playing gophers. As each shadow emerged ever so slightly  in front of me, it was quickly diminished by the next light. It's as though they popped their head out only to be knocked back into the hole...Then I saw my reflection in the store front windows. The glimmering city lights dancing off the chrome on my bike made a surrealistic image. It made me think of the movie "Ghost Rider". Funny how the eyes can play tricks on the mind...There were some flashing red and blue lights alternating ahead, as a lost soul weaved and wobbled while trying to walk a straight line. The police officer standing nearby was shaking his head while reaching for his handcuffs. Looked like somebody's gotten a night's stay at the city's finest jail... As I passed our local high society concert hall, the end of a upscale music concert was ending. The crowd was leaving in their suits and gowns, with a few of them seeming to look down their noses at me as I rode by. I was too consumed in the memories of a great Led Zeppelin and Jethro Tull concert I went to back in "69" to let any attitude get to me. I still do remember both bands getting together for the last session and jamming together like they were at a party. Bands don't seem to do those kinda things anymore...Well, to get back to the ride...On one of the street corners a group of ladies of the night smiled and waved as I went by, then on the very next corner was a seemingly crazy individual yelling "Jesus saves" while waving some collection jar in hopes for a buck... Suddenly, some jerk starts to pull away from the curb in a hurry not very far in front of me. I instantly got into action, grabbing the clutch, while yanking the throttle, making my bike bellow a roar that let the jerk know I was in the lane. Not only did that stop him, it also set off a couple of car alarms that were set just a little too sensitively. I couldn't help but notice he was still in the same spot when I looked back in my mirror a ways ahead of where it happened... It was getting late, and as I passed by my favorite biker bar, I noticed they had a slow night with only a few customers. I did see that Rip must've done it again, as one of his brothers and the barmaid were pushing his bike into the bar for the night.  Maybe someday Rip will figure out he doesn't have to live up to his namesake...Off in the distance I hear a siren, and as it got closer I wondered if I was gonna get pulled over? Had me setting off those car alarms caused someone to call in a noise complaint? It was getting louder, and as it was coming around the bend just behind me, I pulled over. Nah, it was just an ambulance rushing somebody to the hospital. I pulled back out and started down the road home, when just a half mile further down the road I do have a cop get on my tail and start running my plates. Not much to worry about there, since I am insured, and try to stay out of trouble. At the very next traffic signal some idiot talking on his cell phone runs a red light right in front of us both, and there went some more of those flashing red and blue lights. I pull over so he can do the chase, and actually hoped he catches that fool…Then finally getting home, I tucked the bike away and headed inside...Now, thinking back on the nights events, I guess it was just another day of our crazy world's insanity...Awe, not to worry...Tomorrow's another day...Thank you Lord for giving me a moment of escape...

P.S....Anyway you could magically make some coffee arrive by the morning?

Nature's Spoof

Nature's Spoof

written by Rod Hatter
Dec. 2, 2010

The rain is pounding on the roof,
reminding me of Nature's spoof.
Dreaming now of days that dry,
while the dampness makes me cry.
Knowing that there are good reasons,
why our world rolls 'round in seasons.
Without rain there'd be no green,
no great forests, so serene.
Without rain there'd be no fish,
or wells, where we could cast a wish.
Without rain there'd be no lakes,
or no oceans... for Heaven sakes.
Without rain, I couldn't shower,
so all are blessed by Nature's power.
Then comes Spring, with worldly wonder...
All our minds begin to plunder...
Thoughts of days when skies are clear.
Days spent outside, Drinking beer.
Days we ride, days we party.
Sunshine makes us all feel hearty.
But for now I'll have to listen,
to the splash, who's shadows glisten,
reflecting back the reasons why...
the rain is falling from the sky.