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Still, holding on to vocals
borne on fresh sheets-
feint and margin carry-all
bookkeeps repeats... 

Blue veins run straight across, 
underpin where I melt
my heart in cold fear's loss, 
dip slips of tongue dealt
in chock - a - block
female thoughts - my fondue's
hothead take stock-
be mindful to subdue. 

New thoughts come to her
playful - bell jar
film noir stirs up, burns up, blurs
life's old memoirs. 


Aqua Marine. 30/12/2024

Coward

A coward easily gives up in the morning
And even in the evening:
In brewing fights to lie low
And during skirmishes unhelpfully slow.

Battle strategies offers the hothead,
Courtesy of the war novels by him read
Bu on some secure seat still fastened 
Long after combats have been hastened.

A reason to readily stake our big money
And if there’s none our bees’ honey:
That the fire in his eyes will never spark
Nor his voice drop a bull-dog’s bark;
His fists never wire pulverizing punch
Nor his kicks make receivers bunch.

All cowards are warriors never composed,
A chapter right from beginning closed.

Premium Member A Hot Soup

Corona has made a hot soup
caught us unawares, in a coup
a hothead.

We love to touch, hug eachother
enjoy our drink, chat together
with hotdog.

This weakness Corona exploited 
mutating, making us doited
a hotrod.

Wanting to do damage contain
caregivers hurried, to maintain
a hotline.

Humans' old habbits die very hard
older and sick, it did bombard
as hotbed


13.5.2020


Premium Member Ted

One fine day Ted sat up like an arrowhead
Straight out he jumped out of bed
Had a quick coffee and a bite of bread 
Ted liked to think things through in his head

Nothing he liked better than plan ahead
‘It’s deplorable status quo that I dread’
In love for years with a lassie was Ted
Weekly baked the most enticing gingerbread

Today was the day Ted finally said
He needed to prove he wasn’t a hothead 
Before Ted would ask his bonnie to wed
He needed to upgrade his shabby shed

Ted wanted first to purchase a quadruped
He went to see horses for sale chez Fred
There he purchased a thoroughbred
To pull his sturdy new sled

Went back to see over yonder that spread
The one for sale unless he’d been misled
He got that blessed go-ahead
Signed for mortgage on the right letterhead

So Ted sped and he fled
As if life hung by a thread
Off to his bonnie with roses so red
Addressed the daunting figurehead 

For his daughter’s hand Ted pled
Lengthy itemized good intentions he read
In appreciation, they named their first born Ed
Then the next Copperhead Ned


AP: Honorable Mention 2021

Premium Member Curbing Our Tongues

CURBING OUR TONGUES
There are pivotal moments
Decision points
Crucial conversations

We must choose our path
Walking to the light
Step into the shadows?

Gaining control over our tongue
Is spiritual maturity
Person who has the last word
Or the best argument is the winner

Real winner is the person with control
Real winner is the one who maintain composure
Perspective when hothead is busy loosing it
Our tongues can lead us into world trouble.

Unchecked anger
Unforgiveness
Tiny White lies
All these things pull us away from Eternal God who wants to lead us to the light

To your mouth you give free reign evil, you harness your tongue to deceit. Psalm 50:19

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Farewell

Anticipation blinks
and bleeds
while you walk out one final time.
You think it's all a game-
and yet I'm always to blame
after all the shame
and pitiful mercy-

The moon lights your path
darkens close to mine-
I don't want to find you-
nor see you-
nor hear you,
sure I've caused a lot,
but you've caused so much more.

I'm a hothead?
Psychopathic-
while your mouth freely judges
to those who don't keep secrets-
or anything to themselves.

Adieu to you and all this maddness
I'm not sorry and I don't plan to be-
you've wrecked my ego-
bruised and shattered
and instead of revenge,
I'm letting you go

not cause I'm hurt-
sulking in the corner
but because I can't be with a guy like you.

I can't be with someone who doesn't know who he loves-
I can't stay with you.


Anger

anger seeps
fists balled at my side
ready for the first hit
BAM!
got the knockout
cussin at the top of my lungs
loud as i can be
AAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGHHHHHH!
anger seeps
outta control
so whar!
hothead yeah i know

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