Best Tie Poems
Blue –
for your arm wrapped around
my clavicle. I thought
I would loose my breath.
Red –
for the cusp of our hip bones
struggling to pull the drunken color
from our orange cheeks.
and our sweat, our sweat, our sweat
evaporating
in the drenched summer air.
Our pants futile afterthoughts
Left crumpled on the floor
It is here I asked for your respect
And you filled me with it.
Orange –
for the musk smell of our blanket den. I would watch the way dawn light
speckled your shoulders, pale, white-blue
Iridium.
I would trace the ink
of your skin, fingertip hovering a half inch
from your bone.
Green –
for how my name would hesitate
on your breath in brief puffs
like dandelion seeds blown from
My wistful lips when I was
eleven
waiting for them to bring back my wish.
Black –
for my sleeveless dress, as we strolled from
your father’s funeral.
It was the only time I watched you cry.
There were little holes in the cement sidewalk.
They filled with rain, oil
And your tears.
I watched your face change through
their watery colored reflections.
Pink –
for the way your skin repels from my
Touch, quivers as though my finger-
print were a red hot poker.
You haven’t allowed me to touch you
In a year.
Purple –
for the color of her font, as she responds to you. It is an eager
Color. She responds with all the passion of an Eskimo kiss.
You left her waitng..always.
I have been special to you,
she replies to your
overtures.
Her letters
Who blush
like a maid
Who’s felt the hot moist
whisper of something naughty
tickle against her ear lobe.
White –
for the way your eyes punch accusations
sharper then your razor tongue.
They spit
blue crackled lightening,
like an angry alley cat.
My words cannot reach you here.
You will leave.
We will divide our booty
Words that once held my name like a piece
Of carefully folded origami
now hiss cold
devoid like the plaster of our empty room.
Grey-
for the morning
now knocking on my window.
I am livid in my withdrawal, tossing and turning
I can find no comfort
in
the tangle of these vacant sheets.
She was an artist
And he wore a tie
He was established
She needed to fly
She loved the sensations
Danced to vibrations
She wasn't wired
For logical thinking
She learned to detect
Rules and regulations
And steered clear
Of these situations
He was a tad bit square
Didn’t always play fair
Oblivious to the severity
of a triple dog dare
He took no chances
Sat out the dances
His biggest concern
Was career advances
They lacked communication
She needed stimulation
Their marriage was built
On a hollow foundation
She was faithful, still
An oblong pill
It hurt going down
But she had the will
While she was off
Painting the world
He was falling
For a business girl
A lady in heels
Gave him all the feels
Perfectly polished
Making business deals
Well put together
From head to toe
But lacking color
No sparkle or glow
The way he looked at her
Was something new
The man with no heart
Had the passion of two
There was a girl, of I thought
I loved her so much, a ring I bought
Thinking of happy marriage
To propose I summed up all my courage
Unfortunately, she wasn’t ready to tie the knot.
She stood wearing nothing but a bow tie.
Her skin was glowing in the soft moonlight.
I had to look after all I'm a guy.
Each and every curve was placed oh so right.
A fantasy here right before my eyes.
Her skin was glowing in the soft moonlight.
As I gazed at her I increased in size.
Looking at her face I knew she was pleased.
a fantasy here right before my eyes.
Moments often pass if they are not seized.
Taking a chance I took her in my arms.
Looking at her face I knew she was pleased.
Bodies wrapped together I felt her charms.
My very being melted into her.
Taking a chance I took her in my arms.
From that moment time became but a blur.
She stood wearing nothing but a bow tie.
My very being melted into her.
I had to look after all I'm a guy.
Being with you
in your grace,
this feeling of love
can't be replaced.
You're gentle and trusting,
I admire your ways...
believe me love,
you drive me insaine!
So, let us unite,
let us close the deal;
your love and thought
Is all I can feel.
Thank you for all
the time we've shared.
Now let's make it forever
and have our love be declared!
There's an instrument called a didgeridoo
From the land down under they say
Used by the indigenous tribes of Australia
About 1500 years ago to the day
Described in books as a natural wood trumpet
Rolf Harris brought it to the fore
He's currently serving five years in prison
For a crime of which I abhor
This scumbag was convicted of child molestation
A despicable deviant behaviour
Five years in prison is not nearly enough
Should have been many years more
Used the word despicable in lieu of another
That accurately describes what I think
If there's one thing that makes this dude's blood boil
These jerks deserve life in the clink
They shouldn't be allowed to roam around free
They're a disgrace to all that is good
They should have tied his bloody “kangaroo” down
Or chopped the thing off where he stood
(Sorry for venting!)
© Jack Ellison 2015
Some like it hot,
some like it cold
While…
some p*** on each other, still some smother,
under a blanket together...
by
some strange, fatal plot,
they fall in love
There's more to life
than living life
awaiting death.
Walking in concrete jungles.
Suit and tie.
Smiles of capitalism.
A briefcase full of time.
Carried with you since
you wont ever get it back.
The sun a forgotten child.
However
no child can be forgotten
unless you
didn't care about them in the first place.
Tying a Tie
Standing at the mirror
A tie around my neck
Trying so hard to tie it
But it always looks like a wreck
Retired and somewhat older now
It’s been years since I wore a tie
But the cruise says its dress up day Tuesday
And my wife says I have to comply
The wide side goes over then under
Then does it go over again?
Then sooner or later I think
It comes up from under my chin
And then it goes down through the loop
A loop that I should have still had
Then I pull on the short end
And the knot shouldn’t look all that bad
I tried it and tried it and tried it
As any a sane man would
But no matter how many times I tried
The knot never would look too good
So I called a friend
And I brought him a tie
He tied it for me
And now I can get by
Who ever thought
That this day would come
When a man of some smarts
Would be feeling this dumb
I say to you good fellow
if you do it do it well
trash all your morals and send them to hell
chase anothers woman
cherish her fantasies
make her feel like she's the only human
bath her in attention
perform so well and receive a honorable mention
don't daly or delay
for you have a message to relay
dress top notch at any chance
a suit with black tie for her romance
make her forget her man and come to you
smother her with kisses til she turns blue
once you have her heart
from her sight shall you never depart
A Straight Guy in a Gay Tie
Some Men want to be Girlies,
Some Girls want to be Boys,
Some Guys like to play Barbie’s,
Some Ladies like Tonka Toys.
Genes get a bit muddled up,
It happens, It’s all in the brew.
Genetic codes keep us guessing,
When one is created by two.
Now, I like to think I’m a Man’s Man,
My Wife is all Woman, not a Guy.
An easy-going chap with no hang ups,
A Straight Man who wears a Gay Tie.
Tie a rainbow on your heart
the power of eyes
like an arrowhead
keep focus on
beautiful colors
but a heart
sharper
than the eyes
sensitively
give a birth
of a lust
to swallow all
the colorful hopes
life is a rainbow
coated layers of
beautiful colors
Look at those birds
Smoldering color
spread peace
look at those dripping sweats
irrigate our green fields
look at those sparkling stars
luminous
stroking darkness night
they are part of our rainbow
decorate each page of
our passing days
tie a rainbow
on your heart
to bind tightly
every beautiful hopes
don’t give a chance
to the host laments
to come and take away
even a piece of
the color
tie a rainbow
on your heart
~ (c) Sukmawati Komala ~
02 June 2013
In spite of any deformities or disabilities
I know that the Lord Our God is watching over me
And the more I realize who I was meant to be
The more I try to hide behind my inabilities
You can't tie me down I now comprehend
That God is only looking at the heart that lays within
I no longer fall prey to those false accusations
That I'm only a product of my environmental situation
You can't tie me down for I am not my mother
I'm a child of God like no other
You can't tie me down so don't use my neighbourhood
To define me as someone who is not any good
Now bold enough to tell the world you can't steal my joy
And not allowing the insecure to use words that can destroy
Breaking down cycles of generational guilt and shame
Now free to function in Jesus the Christ name
You can't use an IPhone if you're stuck on a pager mentality
You're a child of the living God so go claim your victory
You can't tie me down for through Christ I've been set free
Like that untamed colt that Jesus rode towards His destiny
Now I comprehend that God has a master plan
And I may be in a hold pattern until He moves His hands
For God has something in store for me and I need to learn to wait
It might be uncomfortable and it might seem too late
But i just can't lose my faith nor do I need to know the reason
That God will move me when it's my season
And if someone is envious of your blessings and status with Christ
Tell them to get over themselves and go get a life
God will untie and unbind you from whatever is holding you down
He will put His plan in action to elevate you to higher ground
So don't worry about the naysayers, the haters and the critics
Keep your eyes on God by walking in the Spirit
You can't tie me down for through Christ I now clearly see
That God has a great plan for my destiny
You can't tie me down
I bleed red,
red like I know how.
I was there in past lives,
but never re-incarnated.
It is this existence
that bleeds me red,
red like I know how.
I’m drowning in blue,
like deceptive sea
dressed in cobalt skies.
Down,
down
I plunge,
turning eyes
with this white lie
(my life).
Days came, unlike me,
dressed in golden sun,
like oranges prepared in California’s heat.
Never am I likened to the dark nights
that parade beautiful fireflies on Lake Victoria.
I am yellow
in regions about my umbilicus,
with green glazed eyes
that scrutinize
their possessions.
I am never black;
I am white swelling in blue seas.
I should be African,
Proud,
with untamed rain bow spirit,
but I am never black.
I am white rising
in blue ocean,
a disappearing act.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
This dress was ripe with stains
On the verge of being lost to last year
And its ambiguous grey-green shading
Last year's heart took my eyes and
Squeezed
The life out of them
Until they bled right over the sick-skin skirt
I released it from the shadows today
Took it firmly in my palms
Twisted handfuls into pink baby fingers
Wrapped them
So tight the string sliced my skin
I pulled it with my teeth
Wrapped it around my knuckles
A knot
In my soul as I held it close to me one last time
A drop
In a bucket outside the back door
No more rue or rose or dandelion
My dress is gladioli
Purple
Swimming in it
Absorbing it
Living it
Nothing but these dull peach rings
To remind me of last year
And her victim
And of why I wear my dress like this
Like a smile
And the proudest scar I ever saw.