Best Wrapped Around Her Poems
Captured by a young man with an old soul that's good to the
bone.
Her desires awaits patiently and yet fulfilled as he joins her at her
throne.
A mile away he can hear her voice whispering in his ears oh
soo Sofltly.
Saying, that her desires which are kept in secret need not come out, they ARE
Costly.
Captured by a cougar with true beauty that has a predilection for young
meat.
She quenches the thirst in his eyes by her presence, yet he gets sooo
weak.
The right environment explodes to never ending imaginations and pure
intimacy.
Constantly caressing, hugging, kissing and passion that turns into more
creativity.
Their lips begin to speak a different language that's spoken oh sooo
quietly.
She feels the muscles of his arms wrapped around her body sealed oh sooo
tightly.
Unbreakable emotions results to stimulations that are non fictional, not planted, but up rooted, as she loves it Sooo Rightly.
"Aurora Spills"
Aurora spills like a waterfall
light from the eyes
saltwater tears
crocodilian
scaled in the weight of worth
a drop in the ocean of fate
breaks the seaweed fields of stories
they wave her in
rippling time away
fingertips dance mesmerising
the stinging strangers
wrapped around her legs
treading water in deep
infested notions
the coolness of
irreverent nonchalance
romantic or not
pulls her under covers
like warm blankets
heavy comfort
calls the broken
floating towards
the shabby matrix
new gates of life open
mirrors crack like eggs
the vision reflects
both light and dark
demon and saint
their remnants
embers, still
in the coldness
of prickly gloaming
like glow worm glen
fireflies red and glowing
sparks ignite
a rapturous bushfire
from cinders
billy tea leaves overturned
empty cups read
the yolk of a heart
never lies
fried casually
by the over easy
in shallow pans
of poetry
under microscopes
of blithe mordant critique
minute shards of gold
are slowly sifted
from the flotsam dross
some wisdom found
in the muddy fertile mind
shooting up
from 6ft underground
like small green plants
growing under rocks
with centipedes and
the petulant poison of spiders
in pink reflection
insurgence blooms
war never waits
silently the Pandoras smile
understanding all and nothing
of a small life distended,
swelling love
for that which was stolen
where bursting broken blue weeds
undo frozen jewels
diamonds sharp for the cutting
shiny words spells of insanity
delicious moments
melting time swallowed
spoken without voice
listening to ghosts
scratching through walls
where life floods
from glass boxes
coffins of buried treasure
banished
kaleidoscope colours
overgrowing
(LadyLabyrinth / 2022)
“The Lady in the Lake”/ Elysian Fields
https://youtu.be/IjX8xfZ7sg0
“Out of whose womb came the ice
And the hoary frost of heaven
Who hath gendered it
The waters are hid as with a stone
And the face of the deep is frozen”
LYRICS/ “The Lady in the Lake”, Elysian Fields
https://genius.com/Elysian-fields-lady-in-the-lake-lyrics
When its time to for him to sail away
like wind-blown leaves and cherry blossoms drifting in the lake
When He journeys far,as far as moons to reach
When He forgets the fragrance of Her hair
and how She tasted 'neath fresh linen sheets
When He forgets the sweetness of her name
and all the thousand ways She loved him through each day
Its then,She will remember each promise they concealed
Its then when She would whisper,'Come back and lay with me
Come close ,and tread all solitude beneath your tired feet
Look deep into these eyes and tell me what you see.
Tell me,are your nights long,are they vacant and cold
Or do the tea-light candles still glow to keep you warm?'
Its then where She would whisper ,'Come back and lay with me
Embraced by open arms is where you ought to be'
But whispers slowly fade like ripples of fresh rain
that once flooded this heart,then dried like ash of grey .
Her whispers go unanswered,His silence will prevail
His cheeks won't feel each tear drop,His heart buries the pain.
His mind rejects the memory and moments they have shared
But thoughts keep spreading freely like wings of soaring birds
Thoughts will keep returning, years after His regrets
Recalling yester's green fields and a lady with a hat
A lady on a blanket,hands wrapped around her knees
His shoes right there beside her,a fondled kiss in breeze.
She must have been the one...All along She was the one
The girl that keeps on living ,the shadow in his dreams....
The girl that keeps on playing ,pressing his piano keys.
Inspired by Alexis 'Contest ...and by Elton John's Song - The One..(Not for contest)
WHEN A MAN LOVES A WOMAN
Jim’s fallen head over heels for a girl,
He’s forgotten his mates; they’re in limbo
One whiff of her scent, his head’s in a whirl
But why did he choose Sue THAT blonde bimbo?
Like a shadow they are never apart
Stuck together tightly with superglue
This bleached blonde airhead has stolen his heart
Jim bade all his old friends a fond adieu
Every single day they are together
Still they only have eyes for each other
Arms wrapped around her, true love forever
Jim wears jumpers knitted by his lover!
On bended knee Jim gives Sue a huge ring
He splashed all his cash to buy her some bling
WHEN A WOMAN LOVES A MAN
Sue won’t hear a bad word about her Jim,
with rose coloured glasses, Sue is blinkered
He lets out huge farts, but Sue will just grin
She just giggles and calls him a stinkard!
Jim snores like a steam train, he never halts
Sue turns over and pulls up the covers
She totally ignores all of Jim’s faults
They’re besotted since they became lovers
Jim’s mates pity him; he’s under the thumb
With a ring on her finger Sue’s smiling
They are contented and Jim’s never glum
Sue adores him; she thinks he’s beguiling
Forever in love through good times and bad
Sue chose Jim because he looks like her dad!
Two English Sonnets Contest
Sponsored by Mark Massey
Two Sonnets written with my sincere apologies to the Bard!
Checked with how many syllables 10 per line
12~14~16
May I take your order, please:
I want two double cheeseburgers,
and a large side of fries
Plus, two chocolate milkshakes
with vanilla latte eyes
We’re celebrating today,
me and my drive-thru beauty
She’s my fast food lovin’ baby,
and I wouldn’t want her no other way
She serves good lovin’ that’s extra saucy,
her kisses has a lot of spicy zing
I’m wrapped around her finger,
like a hot jalapeño onion ring
Give me two double cheeseburgers,
and some large, crispy fries
Plus, two chocolate milkshakes
with vanilla latte eyes
That’s my baby’s special order, y’see ...
she was eating that when she first met me
I fell in love with her from the first bite,
on that late, late drive-thru night
She’s my drive-thru beauty,
my fast food lovin’ baby
She’s my happy meal cutie,
I wouldn’t want her any other way
We’ll have two double cheeseburgers,
and a big portion of golden fries
Plus, two chocolate milkshakes
with pure vanilla latte eyes
Her mama wanted a beauty queen,
Her daddy wanted a rough neck.
Her mama wanted a little girl,
Her daddy wanted a tomboy.
Her mama had er' in beauty pageants,
Her mama got er' in the make-up.
her mama had er' wearin' heals,
Her mama got er' winning hearts.
Her daddy had er' in ball,
Her daddy got er' fixing trucks.
Her daddy had er' wearin' sneakers,
Her daddy got er' breaking hearts.
Shes daddy's girl,
Shes mama's world.
She has daddy wrapped around her finger,
She has mama at her beck n call.
a young girl weeping in the corner
darkness grows deep inside her heart like a cancer
sunken eyes, blood exploding from her nose
angry purple bruises on her thin arms
no one can see her
no one to help her
despair and hopelessness fill her up
he has set a dangerous precedent creating this mess
too many souls are affected by domestic violence
worn down
beaten down
with no help in sight
the menace he displays behind closed doors
shows his cowardly depth
his warped and cruel means
she prays for silence
with arms wrapped around her battered body
sobs locked inside
there will be no spark of light at sunrise
to give her relief from this night of terror
the fear gives a dull ache as she perceives
an unimaginable ending
Love the wife of Loyalty stands with her husband's
arms wrapped around her and her arms wrapped around him in an warming embrace
Loyalty looked into the eyes of Love and said
"My beautiful, beautiful, wife you filled my heart with joy by becoming my wife. My world revolves around you. I will always be there for you. I will stand by your side and help you chase after your dreams. I will protect you from all tthreats. "
Love gave Loyalty a squeeze and said
"I too will stand by your side and help you chase your dreams. I will be there for you in your time of need or when ever you just want me by your side."
Love and Loyalty looked into each other's eyes and began to kiss.
Written by Keith Edward Baucum
There is a poet so foxy and sly
She needs no introduction and that’s why
Her pen is very quick
Almost as fast as her click
See her creativity and words fly
Watch out for the beauty in auburn hair
Things in her path she hasn’t a care
Stay out of her way
On any given day
Or you’ll be the next one caught in her snare
Hurt you she won’t for she wants you alive
Into your mind she’ll sneak and connive
She will drive you mad
Which will make her glad
Getting under your skin where she’ll thrive
This foxy lady is swift and shrewd
Always on the prowl and never subdued
She’ll catch you unawares
Without putting on airs
Your fate determined one might conclude
Wrapped around her little finger you’ll be
No other woman your eyes shall see
Artful and wily
She caught you so slyly
An unbroken heart there’s no guarantee
Let her think since she’s caught you by surprise
That she’s the only one who got the prize
Yet she did you the favor
You’ll be the one to save her
Since you are the real fox in disguise
For the Contest: P.D.'s Inner Animal
The paint on the wall , tells a story about a girl , who was vulnerable and broken...
Darkness in everywhere , and you can notice when you stare , that an anchor wrapped around her nick makes her choking....
Tears run down her face , no sort of hope or light to chase , she can't stop screaming...
She tight her eyes and pray , but the pain don't fade away , she slowly stops from breathing....
The paint on the wall , tells a story about a girl , who is hurting...
From the very start , flames contains her heart , her soul is burning...
She's all alone , her strength has gone, so she held the white flag to death and started to wave...
She fought as possible as she could and maybe more than she should , hard end she had but yet so powerful, so brave...
So the paint that's on the wall , tells a story about a girl , who had the strongest fight...
A battle to release herself from darkness , a battle to guide her soul towards light...
The girl in the paint that's on the wall will always be there....
And you may see her ghost if you just stood and stare...
The efik/ibibio people might call her ADIAHA
THE IGBO'S calls her Ada
A true born African
her hips seals lips
for a thousand words are wrapped around her waist... And
Her chest carries a mountain
A canaan of its own
Flowing with MILK AND HONEY
even Israel can't compete
for her mind has won more battles than JOSHUA ever did with a sword..
Her dark skin tell the tales of her originality..
She is the African salad.. Every man wish to taste..
The young ones look up to her while their mother's reminisce
She feed lord lugard and Nnamdi Azikiwe even before they knew how to spell their names..
She was there when Ojukwu declared war on her sons and her daughters were made barren..
She is the mother of poets and the inventor of poetry...
Stories were like poems in her mouth even before Hollywood could master the art...
Her tongue had painted more pictures in the heart of her children
so Her HISTORY they never forget
#MAMA_AFRICA
ROSE MOON FOR LOVERS
Vibrancy
of vesper-velvet gown
Buddleia glass slippers fall to ground
Fairy lights,
the climaxing of stars,
in blue-eyed diamond-facet orbs
Riveting
rose moon, kiss of jasmine
in cimmerian shade of Eden
Silhouette
flirt, her bodacious trunk,
vines wrapped around her beckoning arch
3/8/2021
Images in Parallel Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Joseph May
PS Syllable counter verified 3/6/9 syllable count
For Bob Dylan
sheltered from the howling winds of vows and scattered souls and sweltering hate
she is a refuge from the blistering sands of dread and loss and torn and twisted fate
when the emptiness inside becomes an abyss so dark and wild and cold
my words get lost in the jangling alleys where dreams are bought and sold
I met her in those alleys among the withering roses on a bed of thorns
and she filled me up with poems banishing the scowling moments and their baleful scorns
now I lie awake and wish that I could sleep and drift away into the maze of her dream
but slumber has fled and slipped the noose around my words as they thrash around and scream
words that swirl around and around like that scarlet scarf wrapped around her face
she's a mystery still as she will always be while I sift through this empty desolate space
the storm it broke and ceased and shuffled my words as they drifted forlornly into the chasm of the dead
leaving me here still and mute and frantic as I try to pick up the pieces of all the words that have been said
far too many far too often far too conceited and far too proud
for I failed to hear the stillness of beauty as I rambled along barking my words out aloud
she hushes me now as she hushed me then in the cobwebbed tunnels of the past
while I weep more words in blood and ink onto dried parchment meant never to last
so tell her that her whiskey has been greedily gulped down and now that I am soberly drunk
I see her songs and hear her breath reaching down into my mouldy abode of hapless funk
fare-thee-well for now as I slide into the scribbled hubris of another battered rhyme
dazed by the glaring embers as they scorch the moments of quickly fading time
and if tomorrow finds me here still shell-shocked and drained in body and in mind
tell her that her wine has slipped through the loose knots that bind
tying me to this place of sanity and insanity all rolled into one
while all is numb and scarred from the deed that has been done
and as I flee recklessly chasing away myself from me once more
she'll know the words for its a song that's been sung far too many times before
(for bob dylan)
There once was a young, freckled faced girl, who had the world
wrapped around her finger.
The world was glad to be touched by such a precious hand as hers.
Talent did flow from
these precious hands to the artist's canvas.
Dreams never ceased, and love did flow. The
sky was the limit, of what God and this young girl could achieve.
In a small farming town, there was a young man,
the fourth brown eyed, curly haired son of five boys from a
loving couple. He worshipped God,
and worked hard on his job and also at church for Jesus. He had
a simple prayer one day to find a christian wife to
be his help mate. God has a plan for your
life, even if we don't see it.
The freckled face girl, was not expecting
to find a life long mate in Butler, GA, the home of
her grandparents, because she too had
prayed for a christian man to share her life. The girl
had to mature and find her way in the world,
then God put a matchmaker into her life.
The Curly haired young man of twently nine,
thought that God had not heard his prayer, he
moved out of his parents home to make his
way in the world. His neighbor Mrs. Laurette
Stewart, thought he would make a fine husband
for the freckled face girl. A blind date was
set, it was love at first sight and God had
found a mate for the young couple that prayed.
Inspried by James Fraser's poem Farm Girl
Abit delayed in entering but heres my piece.
I am So sorry Silent One for not been on time to enter....
The Coral sun silently rises
And breaks its way into the Crimson sky.
His comforting arms are wrapped around her,
As he stares with adoration into her Emerald eyes.
A welcomed cool breeze enters the room,
Bringing in the smell of the fresh salty air,
Pushing aside the Silver and Gold curtains,
Revealing two bodies that are slightly bare.
She tugs on the Lilac sheet covers,
As he finds his way down her chest.
Slowly removing her Turquoise camisole,
To get a glimpse of her beautiful soft breasts.
The Magnolia waves crashes in,
Leaving the rugged Charcoal rocks unshaken,
He gently kisses her Cerise lips,
And her passion he slowly awakens...