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There is a disconnect
between me, myself and I
or should that be among?
The editor in me is always
there ready to correct
me and gets really irate if
I blurt out “Donald and myself”
instead of “Donald and I”
when we are subject
rather than object, although
there are times when I definitely
feel like the object, but
that is a different matter.
My grammar guide simplifies
it by saying take out “Donald”
and see how it sounds, and
I must admit that these days
it does sound better without
Donald and I would love to
do that but can’t because I only
had one vote and it’s probably
going to be disqualified because
it was a mail-in and the Supreme
Court is more Conservative
than ever now, leaving me
caught between politics and
the people, another existential
divide which myself is
hesitant to cross because
among me, myself, and I,
we are all rather nervous
Do we always know what someone means
Is it obvious or do we wonder
Are we sometimes left just a little puzzled
Or does it finally strike like thunder
Evasive tactics can be quite intentional
Not wanting to divulge private info
Like telling someone of a sticky situation
So we resort to mumbo jumbo
Eventually when we can no longer stall
We finally blurt out what we mean
“Your dress is tucked up in your undies in back
Showing the nicest assets I've seen”
Should always try to read between the lines
So we never get put on the spot
Best is to just walk up to her, simply whisper
Don't mind but we see what you've got!
Dedicated to Miss Wattle
© Jack Ellison 2013
My Love Hides Her Heart with a Sweet Smile
My love hides her heart with a sweet smile
that flirts with my eye, like being played on a string.
Quickly, I turn my head in denial
so she cannot see that I am staring.
I then pretend to look past her again,
but she maneuvers to engage my gaze.
Twice caught in the act, I blush; I would fain
deflect the embarrassment from my face.
Instead, I become emboldened and brave
(love knows no emotion that it can’t overcome).
At her feet, I bare my soul while she smiles
as I blurt out the words “I love you” with my tongue.
Herein, the proof is presented: a woman
with her smile can deceive the heart of a man.
Once I shared a long hidden secret with the one,
I thought was my friend, through and through.
But little did I think it would hit back on me
Like a boomerang, breaking my heart.
She betrayed my trust with my reputation at stake.
Within days, it became a juicy gossip,
A fodder for many to ruminate and cud.
What was ‘whispered in the ear was shouted from roof tops’!
Behind my back, many used it against me.
With them, my secret became a sharp tool.
They used it at will to cut and bruise me.
I lost my sleep and reacted brashly.
It became a wound that began festering.
I longed for a release from my pent- up wrath.
I wondered if I could glue up the broken shards,
And become whole again, my former self.
It took a long time, to come out of the resentment.
But with the passing of time, the pain began to fade
And the heart once broken slowly started to mend
Not to have a repeat, decided to set my boundaries marked.
That bitter experience taught me some vital lessons,
Which I won't ever forget in life.
My hindsight told me that I should change,
In some areas where I am most vulnerable.
Learned the hard way to be more cautious
To guard my secrets and never spill the beans!
Also not to venture to be all open before others.
Never again shall I struggle to fit in
With a loose tongue, in any company
Just to entertain others with frivolous talks!
I am also careful not to rashly blurt out my feelings.
How I wish to become more prudent and discerning
In choosing friends and trusting them!
I also resolve to always keep my calm,
Even when I know my words are misinterpreted.
Looking back on all that has happened in life,
I don't think I have many regrets.
All my experiences, good or bad have been signposts,
That led me to where I am and who I am today.
Still there are some things I wish I hadn’t said at all.
Do we always know what someone means
Is it obvious or do we wonder
Are we sometimes left just a little puzzled
Or does it finally strike like thunder
Evasive tactics can be quite intentional
Not wanting to divulge private info
Like telling someone of a sticky situation
So we resort to mumbo jumbo
Eventually when we can no longer stall
We finally blurt out what we mean
“Your dress is tucked up in your undies
Showing the nicest assets I've seen”
Should always try to read between the lines
So we never get put on the spot
Best is to walk up to her and simply whisper
Don't mind but we see what you've got!
Humorous Humors and tumorous assumers and crazy-fascinated consumers spend their money with wings on luxuries of the heart, going topsy-turvy over pleasures and expensive firs
Throw away past pleasures beyond blessing-cursing measures - nothing lasts like future pasts..nothing matters, so don't bother to be the opposite of abstract abyss blurs
You're outta luck
Better luck next time
For trying real hard, here's a buck
Shucks, you're real nice and our irrelevant relationship is super sublime and quite crime
Calm down...faith weighs a pound and hopeless is field-of-avarice-grown
Don't wear a frown
Hyper much? What's for lunch?
Love me a bunch? Here's a punch...
Drink up the blud of defeat
It's from my heart to yours
Let your hands fall to your feet...
Perfect feats and epic, RAD beats got me rocking on my car seat with a seatbelt of course
Threatened like Thor with a hammer...
Attacked a predator of evil endeavors
I'm not antman or any man at that lever
Captain America and Batman saved me and like catman, oh do I let out my thankurrs (thank you purrs)
Stand tall
Crack open the backtracked lies
Don't fall
Or you'll lose it all in farewell's, goodbye's
Boy, how time flies
Girl, you're my seasoned fries
Give it your all tries
Try to make out self-controlled replies
Patience is a peaceful, virtuous vibe I get from you
I getcha loud and clear, misses and misters
You're a disaster in disguise of a dream come true
Fetch me, ah, your scars that turn to embarrassing blisters...shocking to the sight...like hustlers, trying to be like preachers...practice what you preach, gold diggers
We are on the same bus
So don't fuss and cuss...
Unless I say so or He says so, which is hardly ever
Go wherever you wind flows and blows...a mighty blur and I blurt out His Word that heal and my words that injure like gossip murmurs
Sit down
With your grace gown
Disgrace clown...
Mind-blown...got owned - home-bound with a sound of we-are-outta-town
Zero in
Infinity out
Peace out
Kaos in
I liv to luv
I die to h8
I liv to expresssss
I die to impressss
When I was a kid, we would act
With what we were taught was called tact.
If we did forget
What happened, I’d bet
Was that we would get yelled at or smacked.
But sometimes, we’d simply react
And want to blurt out what, in fact,
Was the way that we’d feel
Which would likely reveal
Thoughts that possible might get attacked.
Larry David, though, never has lacked,
On his show, what it takes to attract
Lots of negatives glares
‘Cause he gutsily dares
Those who’d challenge the truth he had yakked.
His opinions, although rarely backed,
Somehow don’t do much more than distract.
If I followed his suit,
I’d be in a dispute
And I know that for sure I’d get whacked.
by Wayne Wysocki
Did you ever find yourself at a loss for that final word in a phrase, then blurt out something totally unexpected? That's how a dear friend, trying to compliment me, came up with the title for this poem.
Everything you touch turns to stardust,
Every word you whisper is divine,
To me it's no surprise
That the twinkle in your eyes
Is brighter than any star can shine.
Everything you do is delightful,
Every little movement is supreme,
And I do suppose
Nearly everybody knows
You are the answer to a dream.
Didn't you know I dream about you all the time,
Even in the middle of the day?
And didn't you know that in my dreams you're so sublime?
I love you—
What more can I say?
Everything you touch turns to stardust,
Every word you whisper is divine;
You touched my heart a million ways
By whispering one little phrase—
You whispered, "I wish that you were mine".
What should I write God?
I will write about obedience
When God tell you not to do something
Don’t do it
There is a reason behind it
You just don’t know it yet
But He will reveal it to you
When God told me not to tell someone
that a roommate I have now is supposed to stay
I was so tempted to tell to blurt out
But I caught myself
I may not know the reason right now
But I will later
I am sure of it
Got to tell you a story
Also about roommate and
Obedience
I used to have this one roommate
Who for some reasons couldn’t pay rent
Months after months
She couldn’t pay
So many times I was tempted to kick her out
That seems cruel I know
And God said “no”
Each time I was ready to say the words
He said no
So I obeyed
And wouldn’t you know it
Her mom offered to pay me all the back rent that she owed
I think it was more than a year’s rent
So you see “obedience pays”
I was able to replace all the appliances
in the house
And this was right after Covid
So everything was so cheap then
Now they would cost an arm and a leg lol
I still have the pictures of the money orders
her mom sent me
In increments
As she sent me two at a time
As a testimony of my obedience to God
And that it pays
People at the time wouldn’t understand
why I would do that
I didn’t understand it either
But I obeyed
Sometimes you just don’t understand everything
But you obey
And that’s the main thing
I thought I’d share
Hope you get blessed
As I walk along my feet freely wander
as my mind seems to run and ponder
reflecting on my life’s unexpected gifts
affecting my whole reality to severely shift
As I walk along each day, I try to stay humble
But sometimes my words blurt out and fumble
Feeling grateful and contentment most days
But anxiety still destroys my psyche in ways
Feelings of fear, worry and doubtfulness
Slowly chips away my joy and happiness
Sometimes it’s ferocious fear and very fast
Luckily those dark days have mostly passed
Today as I walk along and smell the spring air
I reflect on my struggles and all I have had to bear
Feeling more fortunate but remaining humble
No longer allowing my anxiety to make me crumble