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Strenght

As I go thru life, I wander alone, lost in it all
Others  that depend on me, I give what they need
Never asking or getting in return, as if I don't matter
I keep all my fears, tears and pain inside, Hidden
Love comes and goes, True love not found
I continue on, Strong for others, weak for me
I grew up to do without question, to carry on
To be strong and hold my head high, no matter
Been beaten and broken, never completely
I will carry on, weak as I may be, Strong in spirit
I will not give up, I will survive, I am a survivor
Nothing or no one can take that away from me.
Bring on adversity, problems and hate, bring it on
Let me show  how I survive with out you in my life
See I carry on, I mend and heal, I survive.


Premium Member Impeach Me For What - In Trump's Own Words

Now they’ve done it, this is real,
Trying hard my job to steal,
Why they’d want it no-one knows,
This frenzied pack of feeding crows.

Impeach for this, Impeach for that,
A sirens’ song that just falls flat,
They little know I planned the lot,
Goading Biden to this spot.

I may be brazen but I’m not dumb,
To simple traps I don’t succumb,
A life of deals, of double talk,
I choose the prey I want to stalk.

Let them rejoice, exchange high fives,
Parade on air flaunting their knives,
While all the time I’m hard at work,
Piling dirt on that servile clerk.

Six feet deep or even more
Is how I’ll settle this one score,
And then who’s left – two commie fools,
The one just blabbers, the other drools.

So bring it on, I wait with glee,
For all the world this show to see,
Four more years with me on top,
All their efforts one huge flop.
Form: Rhyme

And Now For the Next Half a Century

.......And Now For The Next Half A Century!

Over 50? Bring it on!
Feeling so empowered
Learning now that life's for grabs 
So much to be devoured!

Over 50? Piece of cake
Sitting on my laurels
Fed them, read them, washed them, wed them
Taught them all their morals

Over 50? Feeling great!
Welcoming that wrinkle
Gravity -  go do your thing
My eyes will always twinkle

Over 50? Never wiser!
Learning to say no
Earned my moods lost some feuds
Now basking in the glow

Over 50? Liking me
Dressing as I please
Goodbye fads, hello plaids
I ve no one to appease

Over 50? No regrets
Think it s pretty nifty
Guess I ll stick around a bit
To check out things at sixty!
Form: Limerick

Premium Member Maiden's In White - As Spoken By Trump After His State of the Union Adress

All I see is white
And pouts and scowls,
My night they blight
Among their sing and howls.

Those very Vixens
With hearts of stone,
Their plot now thickens,
Their knives sharpened to cut bone.

They’re out to get me
That much I know,
Shouting with glee
For that one unseemly blow.

I feel it coming
But not quite when,
That thought so numbing,
It unbalances my Zen.

What’s with these women
Are they so pure
No dirty linen
Far from demure?

But I’m a fighter,
They’ve met their match
Their blows far lighter
They merely scratch.

I lie in waiting
For each and all
No point debating
The coming squall.

So bring it on
Maidens in white
And watch me spawn
Mayhem and blight.
Form: Quatrain

Feel the vibe

Title: Feel the Vibe




(Verse 1)
Ha, yeah, we’re cruisin’ down the street,
Sunshine on our faces, life is oh so sweet.
Got that rhythm in my soul, it’s a natural flow,
When you step up close, boy, you steal the show.




(Chorus)
Can I get your name and number? (hey, hey)
I’m vibin’ with your steelo, feel the thunder.
You got that magic way of movin’,
Got me lost in the groove, we’re just choosin’.




(Verse 2)
Yeah, you know how it goes,
Every glance, every smile, like a rose.
You’re the spark in the night, the light in my dreams,
When you pull me in close, it’s more than it seems.




(Chorus)
Can I get your name and number? (I like your vibe)
You’re the rhythm in my heart, let’s ignite this tribe.
With every step you take, I’m feelin’ so alive,
Baby, you can bring it on, let’s dive and thrive.




(Bridge)
You stay on my mind, all day and all night,
Thinking ‘bout you, everything feels so right.
If we steal a kiss, girl, it’ll be our secret,
Whisper in the breeze, let the moment be electric.




(Chorus)
Can I get your name and number? (let’s make it real)
Your style’s got me caught, it’s the perfect deal.
You got that rhythm, you got that groove,
Come on, baby, show me how you move.




(Outro)
So hold me close, let’s ride this wave,
In this reggae rhythm, we’ll be brave.
Kiss me softly, let the world fade away,
Together we’ll shine, come what may.




(Spoken)
One, two, let’s feel this vibe,
Patra in the mix, we’re alive.
So follow me, let’s dance this night,
With you by my side, everything’s right.




(Chorus)
Can I get your name and number? (hey, hey)
I’m vibin’ with your steelo, feel the thunder.
You got that magic way of movin’,
Got me lost in the groove, we’re just choosin’.




(Outro)
Yeah, yeah, come on, feel the vibe,
With you, baby, I’m ready to ride.
Let’s make this moment last forever,
In this reggae heartbeat, we’re together.
Form: Ode


But I Love It, Love It, Love It

You’re playing with fire girl
And you’re gonna get burnt
New things, I’m learning
Old games, I’ve learnt




But I
Love it, love it, love it
So bring on that smile
I see  your kind of sexy
Oh' yeah
I like your style 




You know
Your kind of sugar
Makes me feel so sweet
You’re flaunting around me
Whilst  I’m moving my feet




But I
Love it, love it, love it
So bring on that smile
I see  your kind of sexy
Oh yeah'
I like your style 




I see your in the fast lane 
Daddies little girl
Spending all his money
But don't you kiss and tell




But I
Love it, love it, love it
So bring on that smile
I see  your kind of sexy
Oh' yeah
I like your style 




Your coming on so strong
Now you're getting in my way
Start messing with my heart
Your gonna lead me astray




But I
Love it, love it, love it
So bring it on that style
I love your sparkling eyes
And your sexy smile


© Copyright KC. Leake
20th January 2015
All Rights Reserved
Form: Lyric

Premium Member Hey, Who Said

Hey, Who Said...

It was going to be easy

Getting over the time
When running over mountains to the beach was a Sunday jaunt
Giving Time permission to go in the wrong direction
Honoring past marriages as prep school
Letting go of offspring you’d rather continue parenting
Smiling during yearly physicals
Ignoring check-out-stand gossip

After all
Getting older isn’t everyone’s cup of escape

Remember

Experience is unavoidable
Do-overs for past mistakes unredeemable
Immortality unattainable (for now)

No…

Listening and hearing one hand clapping
Smiling at Socratic irony’s revealing wink
Really learning what you thought you knew
You bet
Growing up has its advantages

So

What’s the end game
Such a cheery cliché: "it’s not over ‘til it’s over"

Yet

Some hasten that sundown
Many can’t wait for aged nightmares to end
Others awake each day…alive…WTF
Lace up the Nikes
Trot the run to the beach
Jump in the ocean naked
Poker-face the “aghast” expressions
Touch the package knowing
Frigid or not
Here I come
I’m still alive

But I digress

Easy it all is
When Mind’s clock takes leave
Embracing Einstein-Rosen’s bridge
Making personal the wormhole
Private solace with the Now

Yes

Somebody did invent “Who said it was going to be easy?”
But I think they knew
Grist for the mill knows no deadline
That wisdom isn’t a trophy
That Descartes knew something
Dubito, ergo cogito, ergo sum

That some of us retort

i sum vivens ergo sum
That octogenarians marker
Knowing alive is better than dead
Accepting years are merely piss and vinegar
Waiting to be tested

Bring it on!

HEY, WHO SAID…
© Odin Roark  Create an image from this poem.

Tired

Barely a man
And yet I've already seen it all
I've seen the blood, I've seen the tears
I've seen countless men succumb to their fears

I'm tired of these damn wars
That disguise themselves as my everyday life
Their pain becomes my heroin
And their despaired cries are my needle

She shone like the sun
Addicted like a drug
And crashed all the same
When my supply ran out

I grit my teeth and sweat pours from me
Raining like tidal waves
Drowning myself
In my salty oceans

Barely a man
And yet I've already seen it all
Zero motivation to run forward
Yet I step forward once again

Inch by painful inch
I crawl forward
Dragging myself along
On miles of broken glass and used needles

Looking forward, I see my path
For several hundred miles in any direction
Tripwires, mines, liars, killers and thieves
I grit my teeth and sweat

Praying that this body will fall apart
That my eyes no longer need to see
That my lungs no longer need to work
For Death's sweet black embrace

My solace lies in eternal warm solitude
Comfortable warmth in the summer inferno
Another four months of fighting?
I've got no choice but to grit my teeth and scream at this dying world,

"Bring it on."
© Derek Chos  Create an image from this poem.

Premium Member The Dilettante Diaries: the Bumble Bee Big Blue Sky Boston Two Step On Love Street

The Dilettante Diaries: "The Bumble Bee Big Blue Sky Boston Two Step on Love Street"


She said, "Pffft Bumble Bees Rule, 
No Bees, no World
Shy Little Hearts 
Big power 
freedom wings
realised 
dreams into reality
unfurls
Who’s to write that story?
She’s just a girl
In a Boston Two Step World"

He said, "Stung, once bitten twice shy..."
She said, "The Devil’s in the Details -
the real deal is swallowing 
“The Whole Beautiful”
Big Blue Sky 
and opening mouths
tongues speak
transfer a lush kiss
shared wealth
Icarus flies out 
Sun in his mouth - 
It's a sinch..."

He said, "Lady Bird! Lady Bird! 
Your House is on Fire!"
She said, "Long ago maybe, 
the Empire now strong in unified minds
unfurls to The Town Crier
A new Kingdom 
Love
Power
rising higher and higher
Ok tiger, maybe a spark now,
Not yet into bonfire"

For a Woman 
that once was a 
Butter would melt 
in mouth Girl
dreaming unreachable
bigger blue skies
She irreverently 
turns keys
in hearts
A Fire opens latches
Lacquered Chinese 
puzzle boxed 
pheromone trials 
and strange 
very odd matches
Carniolan whispers, “Bring it on”
She now smiles
and captures...

Judges 14 buzzzing bees 8
Air thick with flying honey
All Along the Watch Tower
She opens the Gate
Hendrix’s Bumble Bees speak,
in hushed reverent 
unified tone,
"It’s never too late..."

(Lovejoy-Burton/September 2018)



1. 
https://genius.com/The-jimi-hendrix-experience-all-along-the-watchtower-lyrics

2. 
"If the doorbell rang in her apartment, she would say, 'What fresh hell can this be?' — and it wasn't funny; she meant it." You might as well live: the life and times of Dorothy Parker...

3.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Icarus

4. hmmm, interesting, ah that Dark Bee...
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Carniolan_honey_bee

5.
Secret "Bee Spell", a riddle, inserted into this Chinese Puzzle Box. Much Love, LUX VITAE x






The Blue Stones/Be My Fire
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=znOA3xCtHfk

50 Words For Poe: the Woods

"50 Words for Poe: The Woods"





Close my eyes




All goes dark
then a small spark 
the world opens 



LIGHT


My woods


Dusk


Twilight


to


Dawn


to 


DARK


to


LIGHT


There you are:

kinda frightened
kinda brave
kinda bring-it-on
kinda like your mumma 
kinda f-u buddy 
kinda you don't wanna cross this line with me you m'fker

Amongst it, waiting

for me

you-know-who

your .....

well, you can fill the lines in ....


kind of scared 
but not;


anticipating.


I knew you’d find me 
eventually


G
Silver Lady



sometime down the track ...



(Ladylabyrinth/2019)


gvlm/llb



MAGIK.



Hiroshi Yoshimura - A·I·R 
https://youtu.be/ProvVFrF6b8

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