The Centerfold On Frost Field.
As I lay on my back dying I heard the cry for help.
With the last of my endurance I stand on my feet.
Valiantly I break ground!
As I grasp my axes within twain of my hands.
Though exasperated, I release my mournful cry!
With my last aggression, I let loose my inner berserker!
To bastion, for glory, for thy honor, for thy blood, for thy bonds!
Feet thunderous as I break earth upon each step!
As I run my breath hits the frozen air, like lava melting even frozen fear!
Valiantly my body adapts, with the fortitude of the gods.
Volatile is my mind as I rush into fighting the fowl fiends!
Alone I stand against the devastating foes!
With the tenacity of the witcher I fight against their enemies!
With blood, sweat, grit, and tears, I shred them to bits!
One by one they befall my feet, in thy raven's eyes they feed.
Only by Valkyrie's hand on frostfield, may I be saved!
With my battle born cry I continue to slay!
~ Benjamin Luke Aguas.
Categories:
centerfold, 11th grade, adventure, anger,
Form: Bio
Look and behold
the Centerfold
I am not telling lies
when I say that my eyes
witnessed the personification
of my wildest imagination.
Truth be told
Cupid had me in a chokehold
for I was at a loss for words
as I heard the songs of summer birds
passing by
in the clear blue sky.
Now whenever I unfold
my prime Centerfold
I smile
for a while
as I reminisce about that first time.
Categories:
centerfold, fantasy, funny, innocence,
Form: Rhyme
Her hair smells like the south of France,
And that’s a good place to start.
From there, I’m not sure where to go.
She’s aloof and elusive; an enigma
Without a solid frame of reference,
Yet she enchants me with her earthy beauty,
Radiating the sublime sensuality
Of homemade soup on a cold, damp night.
In the daytime, she’s a summer song with no shoes on.
She doesn’t have to make an effort;
She only needs to be herself to get my neck contorted
With the sweep of her grace whenever she walks on by.
And those weekend mornings when we fool around,
She’s the centerfold; I’m the twelve year old.
Categories:
centerfold, sensual,
Form: Blank verse
the black and
white ink laid
aside for
centerfold gold
the choice
of elementary
girl
basic colors
comically
displayed
Hagar
the horrible
Brenda Starr
the family
circle
Blondie
dad
read all the
sections
except
mine
those
happy days
no tablet
in hand, phone
attached
to the wall
a lazy
Sunday
afternoon
however
the thought
crossed
my mind
a wristwatch
that tells time
and lets me
watch tv
besides
who knew
5/25/2019
Categories:
centerfold, childhood,
Form: Free verse
Lord your the center of my life
And your wonderful
A friend, the beginning and the end
CENTERFOLD
Your the middle yet on top
Your the flesh of my heart
And your love will never part
Your my cream of the crop
My love, my lot
Your my all N all, my...
CENTERFOLD
let the story be told
Cause you're so wonderful
Your grace is sufficient
You love is maximum
And your works have just begun
Lord your the center of my life
And your wonderful
A friend, the beginning and the end, you are my
CENTERFOLD
Your the middle yet on top
Your the flesh of my heart
And your love will never part
Your my cream of the crop
My love, my lot
Your my all N all, my...
CENTERFOLD
written words by James Edward Lee Sr.
08/17/17
Categories:
centerfold, analogy, appreciation, celebration, dedication,
Form: Free verse