Best Postage Poems
I remember it very well.
It was before the birth of email.
It was a real 'show and tell, and
It rings in my heart like a bell.
Mankind has always found bigger
And better ways to communicate.
Over time and space, such avenues
Have been greatly excellerated.
In the early 70's, cell phones were large
and rare, but landline phones were everywhere.
Those landline phones helped to communicate
The love and romance that were in the air,
And to tell a lover how much you cared.
But for me, and much more importantly,
There was a US POSTAGE STAMP in 1972,
First issued in 1971. I used a few of them
To send love letters to my wife to be. Although
The price of the stamp was low, it was not free.
There are no proofs of the phone calls or the
Automobile drives from Chicago to Northern
Indiana, but thanks to the 8 cent Dwight
Eisenhower postage stamp, there are many
Love letters to prove how romance was kept alive
By the connection provided by a postal stamp.
Dwight D. Eisenhower's picture was on that stamp.
The pose was inspiring and a rather stately one,
I might add. That stately stamp helped to shine
Light upon our young lives like a lamp.
That Eisenhower stamp is a most memorable
And vital part of my life's story. Its been 50 plus
Years now, but my wife and I still have many
Of those love letters. And when we read them,
It always makes us feel so much better.
I have traveled the world
Across the oceans and great lands
I have seen this earth from high above
A majestic orb in clouded beauty
From afar the pain of man, unseen
I have exposed myself
Like a naked Rembrandt on display
I was seen in the museum of the common man
As I journeyed far and wide
No one took any notice, of my quiet observations
All my voyages have ended
So now I sit tranquil in the corner
One day, someone will discover me
And see, the stories I have to tell
Of kings and Queens, and lovers lost
I may even tell a tale of woe
A sad story, buried in old archives
Of a love that was both great and sad
For those in love who never knew
The love letter lost, postage due
your eyes mail me letters
letters i rip open
with suspense and wanting
words never spoken
dancing phrases
that i feel in my knees
unfold in my stomach
your eyes write me love notes
notes i tear apart
they glance down my body
sending cursive messages
punctuating each breast
with an exclamation mark
between my thighs
You
Travel
Far across
Waters and lands
Remaining in place
In one corner
You move on
To reach
Me
5-24-2020
Ninette Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Emile Pinet
Yo what's up bro, how've you been man? I know I haven't talk to you in a while. That's my fault. I just get so tied up with life and all the negative vibes that I forget to stay in touch with my positive ones. Lord knows (lol oops), "You" know how I get when I feel some kind of way. Yo and I appreciate you looking out for my homeboy Runt no cap. I told you he's good people. I bet he's having a blast. Don't let grandma beat up on him too much lol. But anyway I just wanted to hit you up and wish you a happy birthday bro. So yeah happy birthday. The big 2020 huh? That's a lot of Bday licks lol. I've been meaning to talk to you and let you know what been going on since you left bro, but I'm sure you've heard it all already. IDK what's up with everybody these days. It seems like everybody's feeling some kind of way or another. I think it's mainly cuz we missing you bro... We don't get to hear from you as much as we used to, or as much as we need to. IDK It seems like, the longer you're gone, the less and less we hear from you. Or about you. And that worries me dude fr, You kno how much these kids love you bro. They used to talk to you all the time and talk about you all the time, but not so much now. My bad man, I'm just afraid that they'll forget you, or forget what you about, the love you got to give. They need you now more than ever bro. It just seems like everybody's so caught up with theirselves, there's so much negative. It seems like everybody wants to feel some kind of way and not a good way. No one wants to take responsibility for their actions and the way they treat each other, or the way you would want them to treat each other. Oh man and the crap they're teaching these kids these days, would make your old man spit Thunderbolts! Lol
I'm just sayin man don't forget about us little guys down here, we need us some J.E.S.U.S. fr. Well I can't wait to see you again. Tell everybody I said hey and I miss them plz. Oh and tell the "Big Man", "I'm sorry for the wrong I do, I'll be a better man one day". And I'll try to throw you a line a little more often than once a year bro I promise. I love you bro, (no homo) in your holy name I pray God bless you and amen. ??
PS. Thanks again for the whole "dying on the cross" thing no cap, (a little dramatic but point taken)??.
Love PeeWee 12/25/20
Postage Due
Never… leaves no forwarding address
……forever… mails the letters.
John G. Lawless
©3/1/2018
Chill confines a diary of absence
as September keyholes a papered wall.
A smirk tears a face--escapee silence
--styles wall with nothingness, dead ends AWOL.
A bottle of spent wealth parlays about ...
tangled weaves justify the performance.
Pebble leather worships darkly, blacks-out
a ghosted pundit building blocks, mischance.
Cold fashions the well, tilt pour sands reserves.
Alas, pitched secrets facades of falsehood,
its prisoner scopes round a war of words,
sheathed arrogance knells myPhone, knock on wood.
Crinkled gone days lay ... flattery goes on.
Scrawled lines drown, looming voice curts; "My Dear John".
Touching this postal stamp shaped just like a sponge
How many more of these stamps would be launched
The beautiful colors and the humor of animation
Cheering up a heart through this line of communication
The hues being used could moisten the stamp
Cute little stamps to use by those in summer camp
It has to be an honor to be featured on a stamp by USPS
SpongeBob swimming through the post office is the best