Best Jail Poems

Life is hard and then you die
in the meantime you mostly cry
It seems to me that you have been changed
your attitude somewhat rearranged
 
The place you've been is not so nice
and a terrible place to seek advice
All who go there have had a hard life
full...

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During lunch I announced when I retire I am going to go to jail.
What?
Jail, I repeated. I will rob a bank or something.
The three others laughed. 

Think about it, I told them. How much do nursing homes cost?
They started to think about it and discussed...

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Perambulating in Jail

‘Hey you in the middle march on in median mediocrity’
No subversive elements needed no lateral thinking and
no thinking per se is required once you follow the crowd

‘No eccentricity get into that box until no box is required’
So-called traitors poets intellectuals struggle with blame
are...

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two cats stare
through the barrier of bars
the caged bird sings


John G. Lawless
©7/31/2018...

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In jail

    No bail

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(c) 6 July 2015 All Rights Reserved

Tied for No. 3 in Judy Konos' "One Footle" Contest...

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I want you here,
But your there 
I can’t help myself
Down comes another tear
It used to be me and you everyday
Now the bars in the way
I wish that you wasn’t in jail
If I had the money I would pay your bail
I just wish there was a...

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I wake up in pain
my wrists have shiny handcuffs 
I am in jail  

My heart feels ice-cold
It will not stop its beating 
I wish it would stop

My cell mate is gone
I am feeling so alone
I just want to die...

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Here I sit in my gilded cage
Bars confine me because I got in a rage

No chance for a roll in the hay
As I’m locked up 24 hours a day

The only bars are the ones that imprison me
Only twenty more years and I then will be...

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My drunken old aunty’s in jail,
She murdered a man for his ale,
And although she is bad,
I suppose she is mad
She isn’t allowed out on bail.

For Judy’s Relatives contest
(Purely fictional)...

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After a wonderful late afternoon walk in the park, 
my wife and I moseyed over to the Japanese Hibachi Grille for some dinner. 
What we got into was some good old fashioned drama down at BeniHana...

You see, I got me a fetish for shiny cookware,...

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Thought I'd write about something naughty

I'm good at it as you very well know

It comes from decades of ogling these ladies

And watching them put on a show

Seduced a young filly, jail bait for sure

Got away with it, but what an encounter

With tons of raw energy,...

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How proud they put them on display
Two thousand of the first of fortyk
There President Bukele did say
They’ll live in the jailhouse for decades
he went on boasting, in jail it’s judgement day,
as he held his glass of brandy toasting
inmates, suspected violent gang members 
moved to a...

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It was a week before my eighteenth birthday;
I was a drug dealer. Hooked also, but with no cares.
From a small town where no one had any money,
I figured I would get off like the rich kids whose daddies bought their freedom.

But my daddy was a...

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A blanket laying, book-reading, lemonade sipper 
     turns a page
There is a ghost of sadness in this place
    shared madness, despair and rage

Somewhere in the sandy and dreaded dune
     convicted breath feels as warm...

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Dear Homeland Security Director No-em
I feel compelled to write you this po-em
They won't let me post bail
Get me out of this jail
I'm not a gang member and want to go ho-em!

My bright and exquisite pink heart-shaped tat
is being mocked by a gangsta in a Maga...

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