“conjoined with the whole
we play our life role
exuding a scent
granting love consent"
Pheromones bloom between brown eyes
Baritone voice meets satin sultry cries
Excitedly engaged on a hot summer night
With only an owl as high as hearts fly
Silver souls that grow so close and dear
The moon is aglow bringing lovers cheer
And oh how we toast with champagne near
This love is gold we have no fear
Destiny guides us in our endeavors
Like kites flies us in love forever
Sadly, only the heart does not always do,
you need the strength of the money too.
Money makes the world go round,
only fools would say that it is not true.
But the actions of the heart with money
those are the only stories that achieve glory,
a tale the people will tell more excitedly to you.
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If I talk, it creates a mess !
It's the fault of the poetic heart, I guess.
Poetry in the material world
pokes the consciousness
and put the material minds in distress.
(13.07.2025)
Rise and shine,
Know you are Divine,
You get to draw the line,
Let your heart and mind align,
Feel your energy intertwined,
Within all of your design.
Love is the light you shine,
Finding your way through the dark,
Your spark turns into a flame,
Lighting a fire to this game,
Life will never be the same,
Living free of guilt and shame,
I AM renaming my reality.
Reflecting what I wish to see,
I AM Shining so brightly,
Spreading love excitedly,
Showing it to everybody,
WARNING, It gets muddy,
Downright grubby and dirty,
And no matter how much it hurt me,
My reward Becomes eternity.
excitedly injustice
awakening stampede
stopping as imbibes
desperate necks
heeling creeks
jumping dashes
merciful joy
i am not there, please hold
the bridle and the hoof
i see nothing of blunders fray
you have fickled my merriment
daring jester
come once again telling me your terror
in what age did god befall as visceral death
teaching young heretics as you
slavery's daughters lost
was rights and lost not providing in class
or dutifully sworn soldiers appearance
castling late blooming testimony
We met on a hot summer night,
The bugs sticking to my legs, I could feel the sweat drip down my back.
We met during an event.
We locked eyes while you excitedly spoke about your travels.
Late nights were spent in your room,
Speaking well into the night, about everything.
Words, looks, and lust were shared between us.
For days, for weeks, we hung out all the time.
I knew you better than I felt I knew myself.
Empty, heartfelt promises were made to each other.
Jealously, intimacy, love was passed between us like cigarettes being shared.
Casual, but the smell still lingers in my clothes.
All those months later, I still call you my best friend;
With a sort of proud, smug look.
Yet, you were a good lover, not a good friend.
I hear your voice faltering when we speak,
Ten minutes on the phone every so often.
Everything that was once said now goes unsaid, unheard.
We've struggled a lot lately, with our own problems;
But we used to struggle together.
Our hands clasped together, face down, trudging forward.
Now, when I lift up my face, you're nowhere to be found.
My hand has nowhere to rest,
My love nowhere to be reciprocated.
A Canvas of a different kind,
Settle down, quiet the mind.
Taking time, refining the design.
Vibrations of colors so appealing.
The Choices I made revealing,
How I'm feeling.
Starting the healing,
As we make the shift,
Into A dimensional drift.
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Explosion of colors in front of me.
Step back and look again,
Now what do you see.
Focusing heart and soul,
Letting go what I know,
To Perceive it differently.
Creating a rift,
Into A dimensional drift.
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Sifting through realities,
Exploring New capabilities.
What could they be?
Approaching excitedly,
I slide Through the divide,
Embracing the ride.
The other side Presents Me a gift,
Feeling my spirit lift into,
An Inter-dimensional drift.
Thoughts are Swirling,
Wind is whirring,
Birds chirping,
Swarming.
The clouds are forming,.
I'm brainstorming,
There's a storm warning.
Lightning and Thunder,
Come to uncover,
Another wonder.
New concepts to ponder.
As I wander,
Through Possibilities,
Lying dormant within me.
Light flashing excitedly,
Waiting for me to see,
The Energies before me.
Thunder rumbles the Ground,
Crashing sounds,
Toss my thoughts around.
Existence and Reality,
How did I come to be,
Is something molding me?
Holding A Key,
I unlock the door.
Beginning to Explore,
More and more,
Straight to the core.
Soaring with precision.
get a clear vision,
Of the Mission.
Making the decision,
living in Duality.
Cells trapped by gravity,
Floating through a Galaxy.
Walls you cant See,
Expanding with me.
Standing free,
Staring into Eternity.
Home to infinity,
I search the rooms within me.
Life is Expansion,
We are The Mansion,
Holding the Keys,
To Form Realities.
Entering again,
Building a new frame.
It's never the same,
There to Claim,
When you enter your domain.
Settle down, quiet the mind.
Taking time, refine the design.
Vibration of colors so appealing.
The Choices I made revealing,
How I'm feeling.
Starting the healing,
As we make the shift,
Into A dimensional drift.
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Explosion of colors in front of me.
Step back and look again,
Now what do you see.
Focusing heart and soul,
Letting go what I know,
To Perceive it differently.
Creating a rift,
Into A dimensional drift.
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Sifting through realities,
Exploring New capabilities.
What could they be?
Approaching excitedly,
I slide Through the divide,
Embracing the ride.
The other side Presenting Me a gift,
An Inner dimensional drift.
Your face is boring like a cold soup
Your touch irritates me like a thorny branch
Your snoring is no longer a lullaby
Your complement fuels anger in me
Your breath upsets my stomach
I no longer excitedly wait for your calls
I don’t know how I got here
breaking your heart is what scares me
I pray things would get back to normal
Like when I used to enjoy the smell of your sweat
At the first of the year, I excitedly check the mail each day.
I know that those seed catalogs I ordered are on their way.
I grab pen and sticky notes and start making a plan.
How much of my yard is this year's garden going to span.
The hope, excitement and possibilities run wild through my mind.
I think there are over 200 types of tomatoes do I order one of each kind?
All pictures and descriptions there isn't one that I don't read.
When planning a garden how does one distinguish a want from a need?
The seeds are decided on and the anticipation is great.
Now comes the hard part as I once again have to wait.
I’ve been to the auction house, I go there once a week
But still no luck, I cannot find the rarity I seek
The Chinese urn to one side of my fireplace stands there
Looking kinda lonely as it’s meant to be a pair
My wife is always moaning that it looks so out of place
It dominates the left hand side, but on the right is space
It’s worth a lot of money but an antique dealer reckoned
That they’d be almost priceless if I were to find a second
I thought I’d never find one, it’s been quite a lengthy wait
I can’t believe that I’m about to get my urn a mate
I’ve passed this shop a hundred times; it seems today’s the day
This shop sells pre-loved items and they’ve got one on display
Okay, so they knew their stuff and wouldn’t drop their price
I had to pay them fifty quid but it’ll look real nice
Scooping up a bargain I find well and truly thrilling
And frankly even fifty quid means I just made a killing
I was on cloud nine for urns like these fetch more in pairs
I drove home and I rushed inside, to hear my wife upstairs
Excitedly, I yelled, “You’ll never guess what I just did.”
She said, “Me first… the junk shop bought your urn for seven quid.”
Eyes wide, beady blue. With skin of silk, pink and new. A pea-sized gift, oh how you grew.
You know me, and I know You.
Dimpled cheeks and Puckered lips, Glossy hair so dark and thick. The littlest chin curved into a dip.
The Lobes of your ears sit neat and dinky, I inhale your scent, so fresh and pure, I watch as you sleep and so peacefully snore.
I know now for sure; that motherhood is what I was made for. Finding my purpose to take care of you, A life fulfilled to my core.
Hello, Daughter whose name is Darcy.
Welcome to our family, we all will treasure, You will be loved endlessly, such a love without measure.
It will almost be time we head home. Two sisters await and sit excitedly together. Meeting each other for the first time ever is a moment I will cherish and remember forever.
Looking up at your mum, please feel no fear, as the sniffling tears you see and the crying you hear, are simply ones of joy that you are finally here.
so walking through the forest
out walking on a walk
passing tree after tree after tree
then a tree showed me its bark
interesting I thought
and so too did my dog
who excitedly barked back
we had a crazy crazy walk
the tree and my dog had a talk
Memory Poem In Apartment A - 1971
a brace of wine glasses standing tall on a kitchen table
greasy frying pan luxuriating immodestly in the kitchen sink
two forks and two knives bathing naked in the steamy water
vinyl black record spinning clockwise under a cool ceiling fan
music by beethoven caressing the hour with perfume sounds
clock on the television console ticking with slicker love-bites
purple pleated pillow breathing excitedly on a big green sofa
portraits of curious dead people peeping through glass frames
bowl of red fruit sitting ripe and ready on an oak dining table
wide open window allowing a red sunset through shy curtains
bathroom faucet in pink bathroom dripping rivulets of sweat
silent resplendent wall mirror staring with secret fascinations
a brace of wine glasses standing tall on a kitchen table
tranquil unmoving water,
felt it would be cold this early in the morning
my little boat was waiting,
to take me on today’s adventure
My heart was light, I felt joyfully excitedly refreshed
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