No Stencil

No Stencil

A Poem by Kenneth The Poet

Written down in quick succession
Like automobiles in a dirge procession

Just some brain droppings, nothing more
A hero's heart blown apart, tears galore

The media has praised him, a fallen hero
A giant irony with a truth score of zero

Ranted, raved, stabbed the establishment hard
The curmudgeon classer surely carried a card

That said, the middle finger is always raised
Long before Eminem was nearly bullet grazed

Believing immortality came from the bluest food
And tearing down anything else, whatever the mood

Slashing the language with a surgical knife
Even though he was drug-addled most of his life

Committing the crime of raping feminism
And cornholing Catholicism after the schism

Worming into the minds of susceptible youth
And giving them perceptions so rotten and uncouth

Questioning our foundations with such a wry face
Why do the hypocrites see him as fallen from grace?

He never cared, and now he's one with the dirt
Although, Jesus may have him by the collar of the shirt

A minor probability when rationally examined
But the majority of observers believe it happened

That was never the point of his life however
The point was to make them laugh by being clever

And he succeeded wildly, being the number one
To many fans, his voice more powerful than any gun

These words will never be picked up by anyone big
Just by those that give a s**t, as smart as some pig

Stopping here and putting down the pencil
The mold is now broken, there is no stencil

© 2011 Kenneth The Poet


Author's Note

Kenneth The Poet
A quick ode to my favorite comedian.

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Well done and so well thought out. Great flow to it as well. You are a wonderful wordsmith.

Posted 13 Years Ago


Been a while since I read something as well put together as this,.even though It's not Realy on my street , I still enjoyed your play with words, for you are indeed a craftsman. :0)

Posted 13 Years Ago


sam kinneson?

Posted 13 Years Ago


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. am not too familiar with the context / content ... but this is a powerful piece of writing ... flows really well ... and those last two lines are particularly brilliant ... in fact, the title is amazing ... i really didn't know what to expect ... but you justified it with skill and poetic precision ... there's a lot of food for thought here ...

Posted 13 Years Ago


Wow this is really amazing! I really enjoyed this one. Makes one think about their life and where it is going or has gone. Wonderful rhyme scheme and flow. Loved the last lines the best. So nicely written. This is a fave of mine....xo

Posted 13 Years Ago


wow, you really can write. Different style completely to the previous one I read but done so well. The way you put words together is unexpected yet works really well to form new images in the mind of the reader. Your vocabulary is at times dictionary worthy but that does not impede the flow of the poem and the words flow in a way that does not in the least seem contrived. i like the rhyme here, very fitting.

Posted 13 Years Ago


For a 'quick ode', it's a real winner. Re-reading it now, It must have been the use of 'brain droppings' that suggested it was Carlin in the first place. But here I went and asked to be sure. This is good stuff, pal. Thanks for sharing. Do I miss him.

Posted 13 Years Ago


:) Awesome :) Great flow, rhyme and rhythm :) Great tribute :)

Posted 13 Years Ago



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Kenneth The Poet

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Kenneth The Poet is an optimist wrapped in the candy shell of moroseness and cynicism. He lives between the two parallels marked 46 and 49, all while living in the state marked 39. He pretends that he.. more..

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