Best Slide Poems
As I gaze upon your curves
The devil in me smiles
Enjoying something like you
It has been quite awhile
I swear that I am so hot
Dripping wet with sweat
Thinking of your beauty
All slippery and wet
I swore this is something
That I would never do
Lost in the excitement
Of enjoying you
I guess sometimes in life
The temptation is too great
Sometimes it is impossible
We are all bound to fate
As I climb on top of you
Eyes dancing with delight
I plan to ride on you
All throughout the night
As I start sliding down
I can’t help but say
All the way to the bottom
That’s where I will play
All the way to the bottom
Then back up to the top
Once you ride a water slide
You never want to stop
Democracy came,
Democracy left,
Marking the material meek for death,
The one to fallow pumping hot lead in their chest,
Offering hope,
Saying "we can be the best!"
Now they work with no rest,
Strings are pulled on a puppet press,
Subconsciously suppressing the wide eyed mass,
Work with no rest!
A slave generation all focused on how to dress,
The gunman in position,
No noise the shots suppress,
Survival available with a billion dollar vest,
Freedom was stressed,
Liberty regressed,
Blood in blood out the presidents new inaugural address.
Slippery slide
An indigent man from Calcutta
Would bathe once a week in some butter
A slippery mistake
He walked over a grate
And forever was lost down the gutter
white on white
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Kim Rodrigues ©2017
The Slide Ruler
As regulations rule this world from outside in and my time slowly
seeps away on this planet’s realm I gaze in awe at that once modern
instrument of calculation that dangles from the ceiling lamp in my
~ Study ~
In forward looking nostalgia my memories ambivalent a reminder of
words scripted on paper in fountain pen and blotting paper absorbing
the logic never understood derived from square rooted calculus’s incisive
~ Precision ~
I failed the examination maybe my hands were too clumsy or my mind
too entangled in quests of a different kind of looming poet trees
in onward advances flooding naive crafting knitting dreams and emotional
~ Liberation ~
I tried to run away and on track right by the start of a marathon
real and timed in a fast moving obsession I discovered my ruler sliding
into my fingers for a Euro in red plastic casing with figures organizing
~ Incomprehension ~
Metaphorical and analogue to a desire to escape from the dogma of science
eschewing the unquestioned paradigm of only one truth and one answer
only as well as the modern compulsion with bits and apps it reminds me of
~ Signposts ~
Trivial directives which lead me away and beyond of what can be counted
calculated in the hamster wheeling rat race of pretending to know
exactly what is an illusion in any case plastic or iron cased in
~ Rationalization ~
Nevertheless and because of what I could not understand with a
slide ruler and the pretence of computer colonized minds around me
I cherish not simply for all time’s sake that comprehension results from
~ Fragmentation ~
And thus found the whole kit and caboodle the complementation of
polarity synthesized opposites complemented diversity celebrated in the
festival of life and the living with brick a brack completing the meaning of
~ Life ~
24th October 2016
Old Jewelry Or Just Old Things Contest
quick ice steps
sheets of clear wonder
follow the path
Terrorized
Abused and vaporized
The two village clocks
Point their hands at me
While I spiral down an empty well
Nauseous and waiting to burst
I point my eyes upwards
Into the blackness
Where is that candle
That flashlight
That hint of bright
Everyone talks about
When does one reach the end
Like they say
Of the road
Long overdue
And not a hint of midnight yet
I release one more primal scream
Beg the dream walker to leave my eyes shut
He neither cooperates or cares
Life is neither a gift or a blessing
It’s a treacherous climb
Up a glass wall
Followed by an inevitable downward slide
I breathe
The fowl air of the rooster’s call
Another early morning rise
And still
not even a shine.
Tue Feb 25 2020
I wander through a
thicket of broken branches
and dense leaves as
shimmering, silver water
forms a silken slide,
as it descends o'er top
a high mountain peak.
Colors of gray, blue & yellows glint
as they bounce off a bright sun, forming
rainbows against an epoch which
slowly fades into an eve of
pinks and melon hues.
Spittles of water splash
into the air, like tiny diamonds.
Splaying about on soft
mossy mounds of green
carpeted rocks at a
lowermost portion of the falls.
Calm breezes speak
through branches of
trees laden with viridity,
capturing fire beetles
of intense, yet susuruously,
flickering light.
Intense sounds
resonate from below
this spectacular fountain,
as aquatic plants display
their beauty in a slowly
darkening surrounding.
Thus once again, bringing
peace and tranquility.
Leaving one breathless
to an ever changing, dynamical
universe, as my wandering
continues through this thicket
of broken branches and dense leaves......
Let’s Slide Down the Milky Way
I slid down the Milky Way
Through billowing clouds and twinkling stars
Played with moonbeams in a galaxy so far away
What do you have to say?
Let me tell you about that night
The joy of my flight
Do resist the urge to fight
Let’s slide down the Milky Way
My spirit was free
I was looking to make a new discovery
A lovely fairy stood next to me
We will travel to a place of peace and equality
This is the way life should be
And what happened next I will never understand
I was standing in a distant land
I didn’t even know I had left Earth you see
It was real you see,
At least it was real to me
A child handed me a moonbeam and a star,
Let’s slide down the Milky Way.
Do you want to play?
This was hard for me to do,
They kept begging me to play
Finally my inhibitions gave way
We played all through the night,
‘Neath the bright moonlight
All too soon the sun was bright
Tonight, you can share my fantasy
If you do not take the chance
You may never learn to dance
If you have no imagination,
You will never know jubilation
Words are not always true
It depends upon your point of view
Let’s slide down the Milky Way
Aqua concrete,
With skinned knees,
And that Alderman
Fat and
Inconspicuus,
Until mother
Filmed him.
The water slide,
Slick and Fun,
but not after
I sprouted
Pubic hair.
And then,
in winter, the
frozen air
Tempted me
To fornicate
In that very
same place.
I pray for
An earthquake,
To shatter and
Dismantle this
Deception
Snowy mountain peaks,
dance for thunderous applause.
Avalanche rumba!
our boby was out control
we got bold
it was a park bench
no fence
it begin to drip
the rain dip
we so hot and wet
it was begain to gain
love pain
we
SLIP AND SLIDE
SEX IN THE RAIN
I was strolling aimlessly in a park,
where first month pearl leafs swirl,
in a thriving suburb of rapid transport,
transport by urgent deadline promise,
transport by magenta sky vision,
peach tint clouds whispered dream treasure,
watercolor mural boundary abstract or askance,
figment in a coalescent daylight amber moon,
and chalk mark street mosaic,
indigo flotilla of imagination starstruck,
belle chime peal hint from empyrean relish,
surreal slide show visuals stem from first light bustle,
gleaming eyes a match for epic goals,
existential thoughts turn neon color subtle hue,
saffron bloom enigma purple usher,
Einstein banks inside a morph-like brain,
tree of mint green homespun weaver,
I am now when rubicon eclectic might dawn,
secret flame bolster at the conurbation fringe,
sea wharf haze nonpareil emboldened