I'm waiting at the corner bar,
And sucking down an ice cold brew!
My buddy was setting me up,
With a girlfriend with eyes bright blue!
I'm nervous and apprehensive,
I saw them coming through the door!
Well, she looked just like an angel,
That's when my blood began to roar!
After casual introductions,
My friend unfortified my dread.
But, after he finished speaking,
I was mortified blind instead!
Well, what he actually said was...
She's got cherries on her chest, a tattoo!
But, what I think I thought he said was...
She's got a hairier chest than you!
Then the room just began to spin,
And my brain sputtered and addled!
I snatched up my wallet and keys,
Then I just up and skedaddled!
Made a lot of mistakes in my time,
Some things in life, you'll always regret!
I'm sure gonna miss my best friend,
Cuz, I still haven't heard from him yet!
Before I was blind there were dreams.
But seeing my dreams
before I could see, depended
on how much you could really see.
--
Blind before birth,
and what you have asked of me.
Having my, our, hearing dreams-
your perception
is sound, sound that is seen;
left more unsaid about me.
--
I still see to see in my dreams
as one
where I'm still alive.
--
What they must contain,
the colors within.
and sound, I can feel: taste
and touch.
--
To remember one dream
that one special dream, I still dream
when awake I can see,
when my wife I first met
and how she will forever look,
In my dreams.
--
Liberty
Declaration is Treason
Ravaged structure haven't I found?
Living dwelling matter beneath worth
As speech inscribes duty?
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Love Is Blind
Love is like
a child
that longs for
everything they
can come by
It can cause
you to do
all sorts of
unusual things
like wanting to
be with your
loved one
all the time- - - - -
Disregard others,
even your family
You do not
see their flaws
if there are some
It changes your
whole personality
Love Is Fireworks
A riot of color that screams across the sky,
visible from heaven but never held.
It pricks your eye, burns your sight,
etches the face into your retina like a divine warning:
"You will never see them like this again".
It's not poison, just an overdose.
Then marriage goes blind
To the spark you still carry.
It sees the chores, not the devotion.
It praises the schedule, not the soul.
It forgets the spark that seared your eye
and calls the ash commitment.
Marriage doesn’t ask what you feel, it assumes.
It doesn’t look, it remembers.
And memory is a poor prosthetic for vision.
Loved but still unseen
And that is the blackout
no firework could ever warn you about.
feet tracing ruts
softened by the weight of others
the path was worn
polished
not by insight
but by generations
unquestioning the same direction
a weed split the sidewalk
where my foot hesitated
they handed us maps
already marked, folded
creased at the routes
they wanted us to traverse
walls hung with heirlooms
no one claimed
shadows
longer than the rooms
classrooms’ chalkboards of certainty
offices pressed flat with protocol
we learned the art
of veiling the eye behind the eye
we drank from vessels
lips like waiting mouths
etched with forgotten crests
believing the shape of the cup
taught us thirst
air rehearsed its return
like a tethered animal pacing
the same invisible circle
inscribed with grace
shaped like a cage
narrowing the limit
of knowledge
of wisdom
altars made from repetition
shaped our days
to fit the mold
filed down the splinters of doubt
until only smooth compliance remained
tell me—
what is awakening
if not the moment
your hand reaches
for a handle
no one told you was there
and the quiet moment after waking
my heart
uncertain
unshod
hesitates…
Contest: vibrations from a verso
Sponsor: Nette Onclaud
Date: 24th July, 2025
Placement: third
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A dark cloak wraps the sky
Draped in deep gloom
Blind to starlight's bright glare
Fear grips each ghost
Running helter skelter
Their time of doom
Lies ahead in the night
Fear at each post!
I have a dance
And so do you
So we could dance together
My heart a hole
For you to fall
Losing all your feathers
I can’t breathe the air of death
Without the tangle of our mess
Kisses of the black hole kind
Loving, hugging and making us blind
Make us hungry make us sad
Promise to make my world so glad
But when I take a grasp of time
To look outside the bedroom blinds
The window reflects
An abyssal glare
It isn’t hungry it isn’t sad
It isn’t angry nor is glad
The dance the two of us would do
Our tangle a mess of death
I thought was true that this time
I wouldn’t be so blind
To share a key and bed
May hope come light instead
Into our black and white landscape
I knew it would be there
A glance of hope
A look at home
To take my heart
Where I belong
Beyond the window glass so clean
I saw an angel of future
Look at who I was
And decide to change for better.
Hot as hell and bloated to burst,
I’m filled with this desire to tame.
You’re wild but I have such a thirst
as your shape fills my doorframe.
Overstimulated and underdressed?
Proceed to the pernicious playroom.
I knew before your whisper confessed
that such intensity was not a costume.
Sweet is more than it seems my dear,
a dash of mouthwatering strawberries.
Mix in the heat of a Carolina Reaper,
I tend to become loud, my voice carries.
Have I raised a bit of interest yet,
do you possess a gambler’s mind?
Are you willing to place a small bet,
put on a scarf and enter my room blind?
Blind by Adejola Joseph
Blind
Blind as bat I see
Hypocrites on every block
Where are we?
Who are we?
Blind.
New eyes I'd never seen
Caught my attention like no other
A new voice, unfamiliar-
A voice I wanted to know.
A look, a smile, a wave,
And a "hey."
A voice that was now familiar,
And sounded like no other.
From every now and then
To always together-
A stranger I never thought I'd know
Is now the person I never leave alone.
A walk, a talk, a call... and I fall-
To fall hard, to fall fast,
Forgetting there's always a bottom.
The voice I love to hear
Now slips from my ear.
No smile, no wave-
When my eyes meet theirs, they look away.
To fall hard, to fall fast-
I never thought they would live in my past.
To be loved is to be seen.
To be loved is the dream.
But love I cannot find,
For love has made me blind
Twilight was the time of day
as well they do concur
about the hour of crepuscular dusk
or evening if you prefer
there in the gloaming
altho' the light was slightly dimmer
I took a look at the situation
and saw more than quite a glimmer
of absolute absurdity the altercation confrontation
as if every nation were to follow the Law
of Exact Retaliation an eye for an eye
we'd all be sightless both you and I
or Reciprocal Justice a tooth for a tooth
for in truth me and you'd
have nothing at all with which to chew
and all done in the name of what
I'll only surmise
it's just for man to prove he can
if so it could be our demise
as we would find
unable to feed we'd go hungry
while the blind lead the blind
.
i once ask'd thuh
"trombone
fiddle
and
flute
to
'inspire me"
They call it blind because you're unable to see
If their good looking, broke or have all their teeth
Taking alot of time to get to know the inner person
Sharing common idiosyncrasies and other emotions
This person makes you so happy until it's unreal
From these long conversations good is how you feel
For the first date you're wondering what to wear
All your past blind dates were total nightmares
Blind dates have proven that beauty is skin deep
You can put a face to the voice when you finally meet
You're worried if you would meet their expectation
Constant thoughts of them has build up anticipation
You're hoping this person is what you're looking for
Someone you can be with leaving you wanting more
If their disappointed they leave you there waiting
It seems like a waste of time to start off blind dating
The party of the hee-haw would now impeach Mr. Trump
for denying the world’s arch-enemy, a madman, access to the bomb
It takes a blind donkey to kick the hand that redeems it
and now the rest of the two-legged world sees it
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