i got a ghostly
mostly moist handful of you
i got a mind
that's top heavy with you
it spills over with you
leaks you
I pant like a Parisian poodle for you
my baggy saggy heart
is packed to the hilt with you
my soggy boggy parts
pine for you
you told me to go to hell
and i went for a while
but came back
with a picture of you
tattooed all over my eyes
and
there were hot flames
under my hots
for you
also my burning boots
and socks
this day i dedicate
to my loss of control
my needy desperateness
my unrestraint
my ill-advised
madcap
rash and heedless
love
i celebrate you
and the fact
that you don't give a damn for me
maybe you will come around
change your low opinion of me
shoot the breeze with me
so for now dearest
please put down that shotgun
Is this sky the utmost limit as many say?
To go above it, there should be another way.
If one fears the ocean, how could he sail through it?
Trust is a must if one wills, from life not to quit.
If health is true wealth - should one neglect one's physique?
Training of mind and body is the true technique.
Is depression causing anxious desperateness?
Track your travels through ethical connectedness.
Is emptiness filling you? Loneliness frightens?
Target your mind toward God, when despair heightens.
26 August 2022
Dot Your i's and Cross Your t's Cash Prize Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Hilo Poet
Falling silent against naked cheek…
When an emotion stuns or stings
Cutting through the composure
To free the heart of liquid poison
Toxic feelings of pain and sorrow
Grief that slashes through self-control
Leaving the heart in deep discouragement
Touching thoughts with negativity
That comes from a lack of sensitivity
Lighting the way to eventual joy
That comes when one finally lets go
Of sorrow, sadness, anguish
All the feelings that bring heartache
To the one who listens to the beating
The throbbing and pounding, the breath
Of a silent tear, reflecting the soul
Who knows only angst and pain
Beliefs colored in hues of ebony
Dark thoughts, black coats of sorrow
That change dreams to nightmares
Hopes to desperateness and misery
A sting that eventually lacerates
The faith that sustains and remains
Even after the sorrow and pain
Brings a teardrop to cling to the face
Who floods the spirit with shame
From allowing the heart to hold onto
A flow of disdain, grief and woe
That is engrained in the one who knows
A silent tear is sometimes the answer
To a prayer for relief to this agony!
The genesis of its life;
Inadvertent step on the toe.
The little dark seed is planted;
A spark starts a fire.
An enemy is born.
The valley of the shadow
Of unforgiveness;
A fiery way for hatred
Roasts dark
The heart borne out of purity
Of the creator.
Desperateness to kill
Metamorphoses the pious.
A sword is wielded
By the hand
Of the new-borne
Into the dark kingdom
To do the avoidable -
Revenge!
Persistent Truth
Auburn I miss
A starvation of flames
Burns inside my eyes
Conflagration of ever present kiss
Soaks the emptiness
Saturates my veins inferno desire
Pounding pestle to mysteries mortar
In my blood
Auburn I miss
The contours of your skin
Traced upon the desperateness within
Sensual vibrato of your calling
Leaves me in an orchestral voice
Of longing
Auburn I miss
Though recognition is the grip
Which binds onto my heart
It beats every second of my life
Reminding me
I remember you
Your pull inside my soul
By the magnetism of you
My compass is always drawn
I know my place
I see
In the mirror of your face
My own
Auburn I miss
But to you is, whatever path will lead
No matter how lost
The compass of my soul
Always points the way home
A starvation of flames
Burns inside my veins
Combustion of an ever-present kiss
Soaks through the distances
Saturates my eyes with its inferno of desire
Pounding pestle to instincts mortar
In my blood