I won't settle or let it rest
That deep desire that lives in my chest
I'm not backing down or moving to the side
I'm sitting up in the stirrup and valiantly toward my dreams, I will ride
I won't stop or quail
I will try again, no matter how often I may fail
I'm not missing out on my glory
I have truths to tell and they're all my story
I won't shy away or cower down
I'm standing erectly; no time for laying down
I won't be a victim...
for I am the victor
I won't fall to challenges...
for I am a conqueror
I won't
I won't
I won't...
because I AM
Categories:
erectly, celebration, confidence, courage, growth,
Form: Dramatic Monologue
caressing my
own breast
fingers frozen
on a cold hand
my nipple
erectly
stands
no thought
of throwing
snow balls
Categories:
erectly, muse,
Form: I do not know?
One isn't a competent,
One isn't competently perfect,
One isn't perfectly erect,
One never is erectly correct,
And one never correctly makes an effect...
But if, One is effectively correct,
One is correctly erect,
One is erectly perfect,
Then that "ONE" is PERFECTLY COMPETENT!
Categories:
erectly, word play, words, write,
Form: Verse
The event was an annual affair,
and all the town would be there
determined that no one shall dissuade,
The old soldier went to the fourth of July parade
He dressed in his old military uniform
frayed, tattered and worn
on his chest he wore the Bronze and Silver Stars
awarded for heroism in the Vietnam and Korean Wars
The cheering crowd lined the sidewalk
the throng stretching from block to block
He walked with dignity and grace
Pride and Honor etched on his wrinkled face
There among the cheering crowd
Cheering sounds deep and loud
There before him passed floats and bands
Beautiful young girls waving their hands
In the distant heard the American anthem began
to play and the old soldier proudly raised his hand
as best as he could with honor erectly stood
There among the crowd a portrait of all that's good
Then Old Glory came passing by
Tears slowly appeared in his eye
in remembrance of his dying friends;
brothers' in arms until eternity ends
Not for adulation or applause
Freedom, Freedom! A worthy cause
Freedom for our democracy
And to ensure a free Society.
Categories:
erectly, courage, devotion, faith, freedom,
Form: Rhyme
Haunting and haunted,
These visages with lacy, saponaceous curds
Depending and plummeting,
Do I on the pebbled porcelaneous integument
Of the whitish shower floor scrawl.
I wonder, as frothy masses of foamy, bubbled soap
In the shower traverse mine body and ripple and course
Undulant across my sinews, driven by the pound and pour of the
Plunging, cascading cataract of pressurized shower water....
I wonder, I mull and I ponder over the
Accounting, the tally, the sum total of those
Ephemeral faces by soap and pressured water engendered:
Those ghastly and spectral faces which precipitate
Diluted, water-blasted soaps have, in
Soppy, splashy, soap-lashing
Depositions on that pebbled floor atop of which I stand
(Or did when the inspiration for this poetical work mine
Did, whilst erectly bathing, occur to me)
Yet how many multitudes of these
Through the course my myriad bathings and showerings;
How many of those horrid, demonical, haunting and haunted
Physiognomies did I of a moment
Indirectly will, if you will, into being-
Even whilst the shower coursed pluvial and pouring waters thundered all around?
Categories:
erectly, absence, adventure, age, america,
Form: I do not know?
Seasons pleasing past gleaming vast meaning.
Perpetuating vision of steamed glass cleaning.
Erectly accenting a regions last leaning.
Calculated lines upon an ass you reason.
Telepathicly rhymes along the grass we are grazing.
Accolades protrude lethargic at times brazen gaze.
Collective thoughts raise lewd days fine phase.
Usually crude, now nude for muse.
Lasting eternal moments are few of clues.
Already aloof, we soon poof.
Rations are passed while asking for proof.
Categories:
erectly, adventure, day, desire, humanity,
Form: Acrostic
All I ever wanted,
Was to be treated right,
And then possibly his wife.
All I ever wanted,
In my life was for you,
To return the favor,
Of my hard, unselfish labor.
All I ever wanted,
From you not the material things,
Just to give me loving,
That would make my heart sing.
All I ever wanted
Was not the lies that you told me
Was not the constant saying
I treat you with the utmost respect.
I always wondered,
Why did you reject me?
And then want me only
When the lower part of your body,
Stood erectly.
All I knew,
That when you,
First touched me
I fell in love immediately
My heart ticked for you,
Just like a clock.
I gave more than,
What you wanted,
Which left my heart empty,
And haunted.
I received less,
Than your best.
All I ever wanted,
Was to be treated right,
And then possibly his wife.
wrote 3-23-08
Categories:
erectly, girlfriend-boyfriend, life, loss, lost
Form: Narrative