Poet Tacito Poet Free verse

Validation

In their dreams…

Yes, please

Whisper indoctrinated dialect
Upon my harrowing song

Yes, please

Remove that scented, plastic tulip

Place it upon my oblivious palm

As if we’re in a Sadie Hawkins dance
Bribing hearts
With petal currencies

Psst, hey

I woke up only feeling like a thousand bucks.
A foreign knock-off made of recycled, rubber bolts
And ambiguity

Please
Tell me I’m priceless with borrowed, high-interest breaths

Liquidate my potent complacency
To become that symbol of an elitist humanity

Yes!

Stroke that clouded, diamond tip
With your sensual thumb

Love stamps of approval
After 6 months of quickie penetration
And co-signatures on dilapidated apartment leases

PLEASE, YES!

Take me to our creator!
Tell Him I am free!!!
I will stand here in virtual observance!

Wait, where are you going?
Come back to me!
COME BACK TO ME!

My wheelchair’s batteries are fading!
How will I stand?!

NO!

…

Sadly, they never validated their reality…

©Drake J. Eszes

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Scott Thirtyseven September 8, 2015 at 9:43 AM Those last few lines crack me up. Great work mate.

Poet Destroyer A July 21, 2013 at 10:39 AM Drake, this is sad, the imagery. My mother was in a wheelchair the last 9 years of her life. Thank you for clarifying things in your blog. LINDA Poet Tacito July 21, 2013 at 11:49 AM Damn, im sorry to hear that Linda. Youre very, very welcome.

Debbie Duncan July 8, 2013 at 1:23 PM So it is the same person you talk of, write of in this case. Or like me, and write on imagination and some memories ;} nicely done Drake ;} Poet Tacito July 8, 2013 at 1:29 PM Hey Debbie! This would involve one person (fictional) that I write of, seasoned w/a bit of imagination. ;-) Thanks so much!

Good Night June 4, 2013 at 4:43 PM drake you are really gud at this keep writing Poet Tacito June 4, 2013 at 5:04 PM Thanks very much. I plan to. :)

Michael Ainsley June 1, 2013 at 1:00 PM Drake I love the progression and power in this work. I really felt this emotion . Thanks Poet Tacito June 1, 2013 at 1:05 PM I'm very happy to hear that. Many, many thanks, Michael! :)

Mario De Paz June 1, 2013 at 4:18 AM Your poetry is impressing. I see a sort of desperation in your words, desperate for a lost love and for solitude. I hope it is only a dream. Poet Tacito June 1, 2013 at 7:29 AM It was certainly a dream. More certainly, it wasn't mine. But, others I've come across. ;) Nice to meet you Mario! Thanks so much for stopping by!

Elai Cee June 1, 2013 at 12:39 AM hi Drake! you are truly a son of a nice poet! this is awesome! Poet Tacito June 1, 2013 at 12:46 AM Hey, Elai!!!! :) Thank you so much! "Son of a nice poet", lol. Cute. It's great to see you stop by here!

Kim Van Breda May 30, 2013 at 12:18 PM Drake.. a real gem once again.. format, content and emotive captivation.. love your stuff.. real talent.xx Poet Tacito May 30, 2013 at 1:15 PM Kim, that really means a lot. Thank you so much. :) Very awesome you stopped by!

Nette Onclaud May 30, 2013 at 2:24 AM just passing by to say hello... okay, got more?..:) huggs Poet Tacito May 30, 2013 at 7:07 AM LOL Hi! Soon. ;) (hug)

Audrey Haick May 29, 2013 at 11:53 PM This is a "dream imitatng life" Drake. One only has to stand back and observe to see the truth in your words. Awesome writing as always! Thanks for the visit. Annalise Poet Tacito May 30, 2013 at 7:06 AM Very, very well said, Annalise! Thank you so much. It's awesome to see you again!

Andrea Dietrich May 29, 2013 at 9:33 PM a dream but seems a reality in some ways. Deep writing!! Poet Tacito May 29, 2013 at 9:46 PM It can be. It has been for some, ironically enough. Thanks so much for stopping by, Andrea.

Juli- Michelle May 29, 2013 at 9:13 PM i love this. great work :) thank you for your kind comments on my poetry. Poet Tacito May 29, 2013 at 9:45 PM Hi, Juli! Thanks so much! :)

Donna Jones May 29, 2013 at 7:59 PM Drake.wow....what a dream....huh? Great descriptive writing Poet Tacito May 29, 2013 at 9:44 PM Yeah, seriously. lol Thank you so very much, Donna! :)

Abdulhafeez Oyewole May 29, 2013 at 5:24 PM Your thinking faculty is very sound. This pen of yours is very deep and meaningful. Well done~A.O Poet Tacito May 29, 2013 at 5:26 PM Hey there! That's greatly appreciated. I'm grateful you stopped by. :)

Holly Moore May 29, 2013 at 4:26 PM Wow! That was very interesting. It leads you to thinking one event, then quickly changes to another. Great write! xxoo Holly Moore Poet Tacito May 29, 2013 at 4:54 PM Hi Holly!!! Nice to meet you. I'm glad you got the idea of this. :) Thanks so much!

Eileen Manassian May 29, 2013 at 9:45 AM Drake...I thought there would be a happily ever after. The lead up was so amazing! :( Great write...I don't know where it came from...reality or fiction, but...great write, nonetheless! Poet Tacito May 29, 2013 at 9:54 AM On the surface, no. But, if you look deeper, there is one. The question is, can it be accepted & understood as something that much more substantial? Because, remember, it was just a dream. ;) To answer your question on where it came from...my mind. :) Thank you so much, Eileen! Stay awesome! :)

Richard Lamoureux May 29, 2013 at 9:29 AM You are validated! Simply a wondrous use of interlocking thoughts. Poet Tacito May 29, 2013 at 9:51 AM Ha! Thanks!:) I don't need validation myself. But, I certainly appreciate it! You rock, Richard! Many, many thanks to you!

Nette Onclaud May 29, 2013 at 9:26 AM an enjambment of thoughts that provides substance to your theme of uncertainty.. such wonderful word puzzles... grreat job, drake..:) huggs Poet Tacito May 29, 2013 at 9:48 AM You got it on point, once again, Nette. :) Thank you so very much!

Poet Tacito May 29, 2013 at 8:52 AM Hi, Anne Lise! Yes, essentially it's what happens when a "What If" consumes our being. Thanks so much!

Anne-Lise Andresen May 29, 2013 at 8:46 AM - A very interesting poem Drake, it says more than what you write. - We all have thoughts and dreams of what could have been .... if / when / maybe???? - Then comes the reality .... - oxox / / Anne-Lise :) Poet Tacito May 29, 2013 at 8:52 AM Hi, Anne Lise! Yes, essentially it's what happens when a "What If" consumes our being. Thanks so much!