Justin Bordner Poet Epic

Dysfunctional Dignity -

I can see us now Luv,
pettin ponies, musing in warm moon light,
free versin in satin style, a smile born from genuine form,

Two hearts too stubborn for apologies or effigies of maybies,
sunburned by stardom, kingdom of monsters fathomed,
forlorned by the "Cloak and Dagger" of fox hunt horn,
withholdin my love from you feels like a wasted martyrdom,

The riverbanks of apocolypse may swell over my joy
but I will not drown Luv, I will not crumple,
winds of hysterical 'what could be' scratch my face
still I do not frown, I collapse not to the ground,

I am not a runaway from your palace of peeps & pain,
nor am I a tresspasser in your orchard of ecstacy,
I can no longer accept lovin you in the third person,
these masks of merrigold manipulation have become dreadful,

Much of my life has been spent defendin
against manipulators, abusers, haters, and mockers,
I needed to hear you say
that my affection for you was not taken for granted,

Thanks for being my Eve on those evenings of earnest thirst,
my Viper Rose, that it was I you chose, as God knows,
my love is not runnin, its stayin,
not prayin or playin
just gainin from the sayin,
love once levied is forever bevied,
gotta keep certain that my spine is mine Luv -

J.A.B.

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Eileen Manassian May 11, 2014 at 12:00 AM Withholding my love from you feels like wasted martyrdom...... There are favourite lines from your poems that I'd love to make into one whole.... The best of Justin. That line..... is the whole poem Justin Bordner May 11, 2014 at 8:17 PM You see very deeply and clearly Eileen. I believe your suggestion about combining lines from my collected works to create an aggregate masterpiece has marvelous potential. Its strange to me, people will ask me, how many books have you written, and I say one, and only one, why right more. J.A.B.

Jay Loveless April 20, 2014 at 5:47 PM Oh I'm feeling it deep in my soul, the power that swirls around us and sways. This is a beautiful piece my dearest friend. Justin Bordner April 21, 2014 at 8:42 PM Yeah, a man protecting his pride, and possessive of love's crafts that he'll never burn or abandon. Two things too valuable to be ignored or forgotten. Thank you, I love your presence. J.A.B.

Olive Eloisa Guillermo - Fraser March 20, 2014 at 4:32 PM "I am not a ru:) naway from your palace of peeps & pain, nor am I a tresspasser in your orchard of ecstacy"... notable lines and shoutouts! awesome write :) got a soupmail just for you :D! ===== olive_eloi with sleepy mood.. :D Justin Bordner March 21, 2014 at 10:58 PM What you quote demonstrates a liberty to travel, and that I have not violated her space or trust. Thanks Olive!!! J.A.B.

Teresa Godwin March 19, 2014 at 6:11 PM Raw, reckless and relentlessly rugged! Whew! Great. ~Teresa Justin Bordner March 19, 2014 at 8:20 PM Yeah Teresa, I'm all that, and a little stupid too! I just hope that her hate for my decision doesn't out wiegh her love for me. Thanks. J.A.B.

Kim Van Breda March 18, 2014 at 1:46 PM Great... honest and descriptive write-- a lot of thought put into this one, and us poets recognize that immediately. xx~Xx Justin Bordner March 18, 2014 at 11:29 PM Thank you for the beautiful visit Kim. A lot of heart put in too! J.A.B.

Robert Pettit March 17, 2014 at 11:29 PM It seems like your misspelled words are intentional. They add another unique quality of something to this write. Justin Bordner March 18, 2014 at 12:08 PM I'm a savage American Robert, " uneducated " and unruly. Thetes a big difference between trained talent and raw talent. Try not to permit pedantic pedagogy preclude you from seeing total beauty in Art and Life. J.A.B.

Chuck Melugin March 17, 2014 at 6:15 PM Strong hearts.....mutual respect = Wild love! Great write Justin! hang in there! My best, chuck Justin Bordner March 18, 2014 at 12:03 PM Are we strong enough to love each other as much as we love ourselves, the wild pivot. Thanks for the encouragement Chuck, your writes are amazing! J.A.B.

Verlena S. Walker March 13, 2014 at 2:01 AM Justin, you are very well written... I enjoyed my visit. Verlena Justin Bordner March 14, 2014 at 12:44 PM Praise to Providence, Will Power, and my wild Muse. Verlena, you are a real writer too! Thanks for the respect my friend. J.A.B.

Laura Breidenthal March 12, 2014 at 8:22 PM "winds of hysterical what could be scratch my face still I do not frown, I collapse not to the ground,"-this strengthening poem is immensely deep, promising and filled with devotion and love. It warms me. Another great piece yet again Justin. Keep up the amazing work... : ) Always, Laura Justin Bordner March 14, 2014 at 12:38 PM That line gets me ready for battle Laura, pain is not my friend, it is my preparer. And I'm lookin for strength and sunshine on scars. I love your support! J.A.B.

Poet Destroyer A March 10, 2014 at 11:35 PM I am not a runaway from your palace of peeps & pain, nor am I a tresspasser in your orchard of ecstacy, <--- amazing line, epic with deep beauty * LINDA Justin Bordner March 11, 2014 at 2:06 AM I'll always be warrior for that palace built for two hearts, where marble veins for vibrant victory, where pride yeilds to passion, and honor hugs the hunger of honest healing. A steadfast lover of a strong woman's world. Ecsatcy in in the touch of evermore. You are needed here Linda, thank you for returning. J.A.B.

Sara Kendrick March 10, 2014 at 4:28 PM Interesting work..It is always good to know that we are not taken for granted..Thanks for the visit to my page..Sara Justin Bordner March 11, 2014 at 2:15 AM Miscommunication can be the misfortune of innocence Sara, sometimes we must dance around the bonfire of Pride's self defense before the truth splashes good sense on our vision. Thanks Sara. J.A.B.

Skat A March 10, 2014 at 12:48 PM Hi, J A B., wow! Talk about avoiding the obvious. Two strong hearts don't belong in the same room. Unless, these hearts are the powerful key to the best kind of love in the making. We are all survivors, we win, we lose, you don't seem like the kind of man any women in her right mind would take for granted. It must be tough when two have so much pride. Nice seeing you online, thank you for the amazing words on my latest poem. ~SKAT~ Justin Bordner March 10, 2014 at 1:40 PM Your most recent poem electrified my emotions Skat. The structure of this love is an ongoing construction, a Temple in the making, indestructable. You speak rich wisdom Skat, I thank you. Two eagles sharing the same sky, the same eye. J..A.B.

Adam -- Eve March 7, 2014 at 7:58 PM Justin, you are one of the best pleasures, I've met and found when wondering the soup. Before day one, there was none. Before your words spoke for this misfit. She was already amused, and intrigued by your words and passion. It takes a strong woman to keep her mouth shut. Sorry, you feel this way. I just don't understand, how you would even think that of your Viper Rose. Always with Love Justin Bordner March 8, 2014 at 12:43 PM It takes a strong woman to be my Love. Pride can be confusing as anger can be amusing.What we've accomplished through our Adam and Eve collaboration is magical & historic my beautiful Eve. Perhaps one day, in the hues of a new crusade we will resume that saga with evdn greater passion and purpose. Nothing will ever uproot the love I made for you. J.A.B./ADAM

Anne-Lise Andresen March 7, 2014 at 1:34 PM - One amazing and well written poem Justin - it's deeply with bared emotions - trust your heart .... always! - Have a great weekend. - oxox // Anne-Lise :) Justin Bordner March 8, 2014 at 1:50 PM My love can ignore Time, but my heart will not deny Truth. My love needs eruptin expressin or else it just remains a coffin for wonder. Thanks for seeing my soul Anne. J.A.B.