He knew the hearts of his wives, and yes, he had two.
They were hard and mean, and not easy to impress.
He knew he had to cough up some real money to please both.
So, he maxed out one credit card on one.
And to the other he deeded his house.
He did these things to keep them happy,
so, they would be kind to his daughter Maribella.
Maribella was the love of his life.
At three, she was happy with a cardboard box and a hazel bush stick.
He brought her both, and she played for hours.
Giggling and laughing, loving her daddy like no one else did.
I love this box Daddy!
I love this stick Daddy!
I love you Daddy!
All of his wishes came true daily when he saw his baby.
He did not care about anything else, for this was the top of the mark.
Categories:
deeded, daughter, father daughter,
Form: Free verse
Leasing eternity…
sorrowful joy
Rent paid in moments
death’s choirboy
Light deeded tenure
sight to regain
Conceptual escrow
—vision’s domain
(The New Room: June, 2022)
Categories:
deeded, inspiration,
Form: Rhyme
Never let the words
take you
Where a feeling
—hasn’t already been
(Dreamsleep: May, 2020)
Categories:
deeded, feelings, words,
Form: Free verse
I sing the Right to Purity, as a Deed
That God hath deeded us, with Fiery Hand
And writ His Word on Tablets we can Read
And given us the full and great command:
‘Thy Neighbor As Thyself, So Shalt Thou Love,
And Me, Love with thy All, Mind, Heart and Soul
And Strength, both from Below as from Above”
Thus shalt, by Test of Ten, Thou, reach the goal!
For never did God filthiness admit
Into His Heavn’ly Spires, nor on His Streets
Of Gold, did Saint or Angel ever spit
For there, in Heav’n God each need cleanly meets!
We have responsibility to love
Most Fervently, what comes from Up Above!
Categories:
deeded, god, innocence, rights, thanks,
Form: Sonnet
I can buy almost everything I need
All of the essentials, paid with my credentials
Sideline items, and pleasurable travels
Scrumptious food and sweets to fit my mood.
I do need to borrow some time
Many places to go, when I’m feeling just so
No sales on the windows or flyers at the door
Nor bargain basements, no other replacements
Going online no web sites were found
Searching for time that can be all mine
Doesn’t belong to anyone or anything
It has a purpose, but not in surplus
Time is running out, I need a reserve
If I had time to spare I wouldn’t care
It’s precious but cannot be replaced
No choice for other kinds, remember best of times.
Time passes by and quickly out of sight
Can’t reach out and take, for my own sake
Unable to roll it up and pack it away
Can’t save it when needed, wish it was deeded
Time on the clock, time on your hands
Whatever you have, just fill in the gap
Cannot see it and cannot hold it
Doesn’t take a rest, use it at best
Categories:
deeded, time,
Form: Rhyme
discovered primacy birthright
(i.e. revanchist deeded sic - seeded),
what "she," viz Mother Nature
felt tubby "her" right,
bar no holds Gaia
pulled out all stops
punishingly ravaged North Carolina
mercilessly didst wring
havoc bore out flooding
and proved accurate "NON
FAKE" fervent devout
alarmist theologians
appropriating weather forecasters dire
prediction as doomsday message
fore taste testing, telling, and texting
presaging Armageddon authored
by cosmic playwright,
whence global pulverizing,
savaging, and torturing spite
fully sucker punching
swing, perhaps indicative dire strait
(a hunch from this topflight
atheist) posits ultraright
religionists possibly ascribe
divine creator a bit uptight.
Categories:
deeded, 10th grade, 12th grade,
Form: Dramatic Verse
The rooms sit empty, disused as of late.
The worn, wood floors, now, creak without weight.
Halls once sang to the harmony of life;
To the steps of many – socks and sandals, rife.
The halls hum, now, to a different tune;
Soft tunes moving with the motions of the moon.
Still, there are the sounds of feet, near and far;
The feet of mice, little pink things, they are.
Still another step muffles all other.
Soft, padded toes on worn wood, cover
Great distance if needed, wished or wanted.
They are footfalls of a feline, taunted.
Those clever tricksters, also known as mice,
Are smart enough to fool any cat at least twice.
Though cleverness and trickery aren't needed,
Since fun is all that's ever been deeded.
It’s said that “when the cats away, the mice play.”
Well, these mice have never missed a day’s play,
Since their purring friend stays, wholly, at bay
(Dubbing her: The Tabby of the Abbey).
Categories:
deeded, cat, fun, happy, peace,
Form: Rhyme
Nuptials wrung from ingratiated hand
Purloined hope dripping from each strand
Pristine fibers with leased value you did brand
Quilted folds of ivory now your treasured contraband
Bleached residual your selfish honor did demand
With sinewy clutches my graceful cusps remand
Your jealous stock, with annual annuity planned
Gangrenous envy flowed from your jading band
Opal plains with silky troughs now desert quicksand
Denuded tendrils cannot your cool, callous touches withstand
Now Praying Mantis shells encrusted on a barren island
Cracked, bleeding cavities deeded to your wasteland
Categories:
deeded, lost love
Form: Rhyme
Treatise of love suborn
Of feelings, desires shorn
With parochial aspirations born
On ritual wings bourne
Romance brokered forlorn
On christening morn, personal
license torn
Deeded by title; underwritten
with scorn
Parceled with dowry; with
annuities adorn
Liabilities, a fitted mantle
charitably worn
Categories:
deeded, love
Form: Rhyme
It's true I deeded my heart
that rapturous date
Sacral vestments our carnal
annuities did aggregate
Bartered my dreams; title did
abrogate
Twined our limbs; bonded our
estate
But fealty with baggage did not
equate
Your mercurial state brokered
new rate
Your charming assets failed
o'er time to appreciate
Frivolous investments virgin
stock did depreciate
Mounting liabilities did fidelity's
cost inflate
Now tainted, discounted
merchandise seeking rebate
Categories:
deeded, lost love
Form: Rhyme
surrounded by untouched Forrest way out back in the carriboo,
o a place where i grew up nestled deep in the woods , our cabin, Dreams became a reality hard work we built our cabin , deeded by the crown, peace, and paradise .Our home to last lifetimes great grandchildren's children,
beside the deepest clearest fresh water lake the loons , shimmering moon light, feeling the waves like the heart beat of Mother earth as the winds gently carried our voices in prayer no is only heart aches and despair taken away mining and logging selling our dreams like death that keeps endlessly haunting Clarke's cabin out at cougar bay,
native women widow today's damages so much like the past
Categories:
deeded, death, history, loss, native
Form: Verse
Inside this spectacular flare
seeped to shadows edge,
is a sadness born of leagues
sorrow freed
a forged memory shrines
in might,
timed unsheathed tears
blessed flows of comfort,
rained misery echos,
from chambered arch,
heart wells to break
this ache of mime,
these broken despairs diverged
soul searched memoir
now worn retiring,
serrated scorched flesh
burning lines seared Though,
breathlessly transformed
flourished streams unbidden-ed,
now breached
renewed
Breathing in the blackness
sprays that misery blew
pain of crushing memory
now merged,
lustrous forever,
heart strings sung before
a munimented fibril of tears,
drips quenching
a heart dwelling
within a mind
Memory graced in visions
seems broken spilling bare,
defined into the sharing
this soul de-lined despair,
hope refilled in crystal hue
deeded thought was found
shimmering in its loveliness,
these ruminated musings
blazing Love astound
Categories:
deeded, imagination, sadheart, memory, heart,
Form: Free verse