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ALWAYS MOTHERS DAY

I have borrowed  the first line of this piece from the"unknown scribe" , which I 
read many years ago.... The rest is for ALL the great mothers who are SOUPER.


Who took me from my cosy cot  
And sat me on an ice cold pot  .
To make me pee ,when I could not..........  My mother

Who fed me from the very start
With bosomed milk , straight from the heart
Then burped me, 'till I'd belch and fart...... My mother

Who warmed me from the Winter breeze
Dried the blood from my skinned  knees
But told me "fibs" 'bout birds'n bees..........My mother

Who healed me when I had a chill
And nursery rhymed me Jack and Jill
But lied to Dad , about being on the pill...... My mother

Who coaxed me past the school day bell
Smiled and said .. all would be well
But then went home and cried like Hell.......My mother

Who was protector from life's curse
Was doctor , dentist , priest and nurse
Friendly Bank ,with open purse...................My mother

Who lies beneath this cold grey stone
In peace ,at last , and all alone
The first true love that I had known.................. Mam
                                                                                           x


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Kiss The Sky


Dropped some purple haze with Jimi -
we created castles out of polished beach glass,
then we fused with acid-laced clouds.

Kissed the sky
so high.

Jimi started bawling,
his torrential tears washed us down and out to sea.
Each drop of water became a pixel,
until reality morphed into a painting of musical notes,
and the music transformed back into a fresh reality.
There wasn't any more doubt
whether we were experienced now -- and how.

The tide washed us up into heavy crosstown traffic.
Jimi wandered down Voodoo Blvd,
I became a hoodoo child
gobbling up sugar cubes filled with liquid sunshine.
I watched the yellow cabs race by,
watched the heavy metal race by.

Jimi was jacked into electric ladyland,
his radiant smile, hiding pain
and covering other people's lies.
Even so, Jimi believed in his message,
sincerity set him apart from the crowd,
which is why he made sure
not to let his smile, wither and die.
But the more that his manager pushed,
the more that Jimi's pusher came....

Jimi was hypnotized by the flashbulbs of fame,
attempting to out-run a childhood filled with shame -
blowing out speaker stacks
with that twisted pedal magic,
spellbinding incantations
vibrated from his guitar,
making love to the sky with rainbow hues
of acid rock-induced rolling blues.

Jimi simply wanted someone to love him back
even half as much as he could,
for Jimi's love was honest and hard,
with wings waiting to be released
into a world not yet ready to be fully free.

Kissed the sky.

Kiss the sky
so high.









2013 "I Love You Like Sky" Remix
May 20th, 2013




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You kissed him in front of me

You didn’t notice my tears.

As you both kissed each other
like two lonely plungers
who just escaped from plumber’s solitary confinement,
your eyes open and wander up.

You didn’t look across that banquet hall
with my feet planted against wood polished tendencies.

Its creaks motioning time towards yellow-signal identity.

As my breath declares sudden death
against lake’s dripping reflections…
…you didn’t think to set your photo album on private.
 
Advertising lust
wrapped in pretentious cloak
sewed in recycled fibers of “love”.

With ignorant enablers speaking chic-flick tongue,
“Oh My Gawd! I’m so happy for you! I wanna ovulate!”

As I, put my head down
returning to this moment in time,
I had to let my song…cry.

Lenny Williams begins to exude “cause I love you” chorus,
as I walk towards bar
sensing your seductive retinas
stroking against my Latin swagger.

Your ring finger
chained by 3 carat, naïve cut, diamond
motions an intense, streaking caress
against wine glass filled with Zinfandel sin.

Because you know I am your addiction.

Your diabetic lips never forgot
that taste
of my
brown
sugar.

But, you didn’t notice my tears.

I wish you had.

For all this time, these tears
were of joyful splendor.

Because solace holds my hand
with candlelight warmth.

Slow dancing with my soul
in mystery Salsa sway.

While you stand on home plate,
holding your 2nd place trophy,
with 3 strikes against you.

A reminder that my heart,
was flexible enough
to dodge
a bullet.

© Drake J. Eszes


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Sweet Lady

In the drawer
Behind all the white t-shirts 
Packed away in the corner where 
It is safe, I keep you.

You are hidden
No one knows you're there,
Except me.
I take you out to see your 
Smiling yet depressed face.

I realize the trouble you went through 
Just to make sure I live a better life 
Than you did.

Here you hold your baby one last time
Before sending him off to a
Life without poverty.
He doesn't say goodbye because
He is so small and innocent.
You give him a little kiss and say
Goodbye my sweet child.

So I thank you
Sweet, sweet, lady.
I'll put you back
In that safe little place,
So that when the time comes
For me to meet you,
I will find you before
You find me.


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Thanking a Hero

How can I thank you for saving our lives?
Because of you my whole family survives

My pups and I were surrounded by smoke
As you rushed through the door, we heard you choke

The flames you doused after pulling us out
My gratitude I offer, snout to snout

I see you have burn marks behind your cheek
I, too, have scars on my black coat once sleek

And as I gaze into your bright blue eyes
I’ve seen you before, I now realize

We’d been in front of the World Trade Center
My owner and I watched as you entered

A hero in every sense of the word
Your safety for others always deferred

And to think you’d risk your life once again
When fire victims were not even human




*For Joyce Johnson’s “Doggy Gratitude” contest


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- 100 - CTO - 100 -

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                                                We can say more
                                         than 100 words in a poem.
                                            The word one hundred
                                                   it can be said
                                         in many ways on our earth.
                                                A word, a number:
                                                      Njeqind 
                                                        100
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                                                        Cen
                                                        Cent
                                                        Sata
                                                        Cien
                                                       Ciento
                                                       Hundre
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                                                      Seratus
                                                      Honderd
                                                      Centum
                                                   Isang doang
                                          I'll send you 100 red roses 
                                              because you've read 
                                                      all my
                                                   100 poems
                                                    
                                                      
                                                 
                                                      
                                                        
                                                    


12.10.2012
A-L  Andresen :)


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a Friend to the Wind even now

On a leaf I would write you a letter 
and mail it into the wind
that's the chance I had in finding ,
my once in a lifetime friend.

But it landed right there beside you,
tangled in threads of your shawl,
with only your heartstrings to guide you,
you found me where dying dreams fall.

The Gypsy wind whispers a reason,
the where and the why and the how,
but I will remember that season........
I'm a friend to the wind
even now.



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I'm Sorry

I’m sorry for the flowers that I always sent
Being a nuisance was never my intent
I apologize for all the mushy letters
I thought with you, I would do better
I just wanted to show you how I feel
To show you that love is something real
I was simply amazed by the beauty of your eyes
All they ever did was remind me of a sunrise
Your smile always had me in awe
It was the most beautiful thing I ever saw
The problem is I always thought with my heart
Instead of letting my head take a part
My heart would always tell me what to do
When my head would say, “son have you no clue?”
I understand that love is not your thing
Which is why I always gave you a candy ring
One thing that I do realize is this
You always loved me, but just with a love that does not exist
This is why I want to thank you
Because you inspire me to do what I do


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My Chair of Support

My favourite chair
Said to me one night
Hey! Highlander
What you going to write
 
Is it going to be a fantasy
A Haiku or a Senyru
What ever comes from your thoughts
It's from the inner you
 
I have supported and rested 
While you have written your writes
From many an afternoon
Into the early morning light
 
You never get frustrated
You just sit and ponder
For you know there are words
They are just out yonder
 
This partnership we have
Will remain as close as ever
Until the end of our days
Will be the time to sever
 
We will continue to be
One and the same
I to support you
With poetry your aim


My entry into Matt Caliri's contest " Speak chair! Speak! "



http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/poetry-soup-2.php


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Freedom's Voice (For our Troops)

We hear your voice across this nation
We send our love and admiration
Now standing in awe of what you do
We dedicate this day to you.

On nine eleven our world was torn
Only to rise, our strength reborn
An end to terror our only choice
And you became freedom's voice

Our country will not be intimidated
Terrorists will be eradicated
We stand behind you until the day
When you come home to the USA.

They destroyed two buildings side by side
They will never destroy American Pride
We the people, with our hearts we say
To our troops, Happy Valentine's Day.


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