in a love carriage two passive passengers,
all their exchanges through facebook or messenger,
jokes are shared and some health menu recipes,
no spoken words just thumbs up, or “I agree!”
the journey moved on and a few months have passed,
he would say nothing in case she feels harassed,
she perhaps likes him too, but wouldn’t say so,
both in love but fear should the answer be “No!”
history has taught them pain of broken heart,
why a couple who once loved, now live apart,
afraid to stir the cauldron of hot desires,
wish to go along life lonesome and retire.
a donut and coffee starts a day so well,
in surprising moments life then rings a bell,
he paid the bill with a smile and a thank you,
the girl at the counter was her, and she knew.
So it was the two met and then chose to wed,
without coffee, doughnut, their love would be dead!
I don't wanna do it by myself.
I wanna take you along.
Under the moon, under stealth.
We pass it as we go along,
Zarathustra said it thus.
Can I make this all about us?
We’re just a doughnut in the sky
Spiraling what, where, I don’t know why.
Dough kneaded and leavened,
Designed in circular shape.
Dent in the middle
Deep fried or baked
Dipped in sugar syrup and glazed.
Dutch immigrants’ popular sweet.
Delectable snack, favorite of kids.
There was a weird man from France
Who seemed always to be in a trance,
From the tree one got,
Doughnuts he thought So he planted them in his garden once.
The sun rises up in the East
Like a blinding, fiery beast
It makes people weep
Who just want to sleep
But I love a Krispy Kreme feast!
At the doughnut shop
There are many choices
Most of the people choose
Doughnuts with the hole
Then eat around the it
When the hole disappears
No one knows where it goes
Nor do they really care
cocoa glazed doughnut
laden with tons of sugar
sweet you sinfully
3-19-2016
On the hole of the doughnut
There is emptiness and blank
outside the hole
a thrill of tastebuds Ferris wheel
topped with chocolate bits
or sprinkled with crunchy nuts
and soft fluffy marshmallows
Of which one lips samples
and sometimes lick
then bit by bit, bites
swallows whole
the hole of the doughnut waits
For someones' finger
to do the fill
Or maybe
give it a little feel
Either roughness
or softness
or it's bittersweet taste
So thus,
a person's borrowed life
Isn't it?
by: olive_eloi
5:36pm
revised: May 18, 2014
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she says she is tired
she says
...things are not going so
well
she says
she can't hang her paintings
cause
the space isn't
right
she says
...things are not
going
not going so
well
i light a single stick
cheap
chinatown
incense
it worked in the 15 by 15 foot
buddhist temple
red
by the
freeway
for my
son
snuggling on my chest
my room is 15 by 15 foot
i
wonder if
it will work
as
well
Mommy, Mommy it's the cider doughnut mountain man
From when we went trick or treating , Remember?
The Lincoln Log cabin in the woods way up on the mountain
Hot cider with a cinnamon stick Chocolate glazed doughnuts
Can we go there for Christmas? Please
Jimmy, shush! Your embarrassing Mommy He'll hear You
We're going to Grandpa and Grandma's for Christmas
As I turned around ; a little hand waved to me , in glee
The Christmas Spirit sparkling in his eyes.
"Merry Christmas, Jimmy , Merry Christmas
Dedicated to Jimmy Cahill ( 8 years old )
Author's note Mountain man is not size it is where I live
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