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.
Tethers float & tickle like feathers
I'm aloft unaware of outside weathers
Evening enhanced by colloquial pleasures
Malleable & manipulated
Esoterica like yours specifically stipulated
"Tie me to your tongue" I sing
Oh I utter the strangest things!
Yet I must admit I'm fully focussed
Overjoyed at this conversational hocus pocus
Unusually laid back & vocally gushing
Rampant points of interest gain further pushing
Tantalise & give me traction
Obligated now to end-goal satisfaction
Nerve endings sever in hyperspace
"Great subject matter expert kept perfect pace!"
Unbiased reviews are fully flowing
Eloquence like yours has me all glowing
In July, the monsoon rains pound our land.
After several days of torrential downpour,
When the rain withdrew for an interim,
With the afternoon turning suddenly sunny,
Being shut in the house for days,
I couldn’t control my urge to roam.
Exactly a day before, I had bought a white T- shirt
I twisted it and tied it here and there
Dipped it in rainbow colors,
With shades of blue predominating.
Though it was my first amateur attempt,
Was proud of the outcome.
A swirl of blue-
A splash of red and crimson-
In strange circular patterns,
No two looking alike, each quite unique.
After drying it in the sun for some time,
I folded it and kept it aside.
I was eager to put it on while going out.
When wearing it, my mother said-
“In your tie and dye T-Shirt
You look a peacock in strut feathers”
Proudly wearing my casuals,
I went out on my scooter.
Street children admiringly looked at me.
Smart l was in a splash of colors!
How quick was the change of weather,
Soon rain began pouring down.
It soaked me through and through.
When I reached home,
I was like the cunning Fox of the folk lore
That got dipped in a pail of blue…!
No one was there to hail me King
I withdrew to the bathroom,
To wash myself clean!
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
The inner self is a clean lake,
Reflects blue of the sky,
Even when we sleep, it`s awake
And marks a divine tie.
It is ever clear bright
Leads on the path of light
Mirrors the truth upright.
Let`s not the inward depth forsake,
The inner self is a clean lake.
You open your mouth
And my breath comes out
My heart spilled on your chest
I know what happens next
Fingers intertwine
I’ll let you blur the line
As our souls collide
You are me and mine
It’s destiny, magnetic force
It’s only natural, I got no choice
It’s co regulation, a chemical bond
I’m tied up, and down, there’s no way around
If there’s no one to hear it, it still makes a sound
In the dead of night
There’s no black and white
No me and you
No wrong or right
I’m scared of my pen like I was born to write
That we’re two halves
Of a different whole
Trauma bond, alcohol
Dependency and Tylenol
Spin in a circle cause the daze gets me high
Truths and a lie
We’re getting by,
year by moment
wipe your tears on my chest
I know what happens next
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.
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!
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.
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 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
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.
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.
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