Long Candy apple Poems

The young lady's car slowed to a stop ...

As she pulled as far off the highway, (onto the shoulder), as she could
(Allowing for any snow plow that might come along).
She had chosen poorly this time
Believing...

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The excitement mounted as we rummaged around in the attic looking through old steamer trunks for discarded clothes and props to make Halloween costumes. With an old suit and hat of Granddads, I became a...

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Sipping cherry limeade, driving in the car parade, 
we're cruising in the Lone Star state.
Didn't want a bucket seat; the thing it couldn't beat, 
was sitting up close to your date.
One hand on the wheel...

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Since I had long fervently loved flowers, I had become a plant breeder,
Striving to create more perfect blooms, to make summertime sweeter.

My current task was the endeavor, at creating never before seen colors,
In much longer...

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An ordinary young man in his twenties
Working by day, alone by night
Routine lulls him to feel forever serene

Never a new dream or fantasy
Living an obligation
Making his parents proud yet nothing causes him to become too...

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It's not good  for  a person to live so long                       ...

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"RED"


Listen he said, “How many ways can you see Red?”

“Well”, she sighed, “Let’s start with Cherry Pie, 
oozing it’s juices all over your chin
and plump moist Red Raspberries staining your sheets, then again
what about Claret...

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With eyes partially closed and a surrendering smile 
    as if she were awaiting love's first innocent caress, 
    Amie sits by her favorite window in anticipation
  ...

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Trickles of joy sliver down ruby candy apple traces

Slope innocent cheeks and naive exuberant faces

Round in circles and up and down goes the delight

Spinning laughter and giggling all through the night


Tinker bells chime on feathered...

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I had just left the Fairgrounds Race Track with my dad,  where I won $13.00 on a nag whose name I forget and Dad won nothing, which mattered not since his goal was to...

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The Union Pacific steamer billowed clouds of smoke as down the rails it raced!
Young soldiers aboard the crowded train contemplated the dire fates they faced.
Melancholy thoughts of hearth and home this Christmas Day were hard...

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I reminisce I miss
	remonstrate and misplace
		in search of my narrative
dust off the shelves
	smoothen around the edges
		align what seems meant to be

Carefree strong winds of sailing
	through the attic of past truths
		founded in a basement of sense
when...

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* This is a poem about basically feeling like when a part of yourself dies. Then certain 
people can come along and make that one part feel alive and better than ever 
because you trust...

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In this city of failed dreams
there lies a knowledge of paths
that lead in every direction that the
curious mind would want to venture.
Gold cross of resurrection in
the very midst of chaos.
Medicinal cures and healing hands
closely entwined...

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No Apologies
By Kevin Robey
March 17, 2013

Overdue apologies will never come
You’ll never answer for what you’ve done
You left me in a state of disarray
There’s nothing left to really say

You saved me from that hopeless misery
Then you...

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	Grifters ... 
parasites of polite society
Practitioners of the long and short con,
two-armed trust bandits
prying open the window of retiring dreams
They tell some real tasty good bedtime stories,
	caramel-coated candy apple lies
dipped in dark chocolate thievery
Saying: grab...

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our God is bountiful because


Jesus is Robin Hood turning the tables in the forest temple

and Friday treasures an island of hope in my child’s mind

‘you can be a pirate as long as you don’t turn...

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I just had to stare at him when I saw him eating with his fingers. One-by-one he actually picked up his peas and crammed them into his mouth so fast that he hardly had time...

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popsicles made of kool aid
swing sets man made to last historically
salads and pies made from the goodness of a garden and a tree
i thought i left it all a long time ago, but i always...

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Welcome to Gutter Ball Saloon
Where careful words waft through the tavern;
Serpentine swirls with evil intentions.
Watch your step and pocketbook.

Observe the chap in the derby hat.
No, the other one.
No, the other one…with the honeycomb vest.
That singular...

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I am going to sea in a blueberry boat
That danced in the wind by the lee she did float
With vanilla sails and strawberry jib to bend her
Her chocolate chine hull held true on this double-ender

From...

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a sour candy apple taste
lips to soft not to sin off of
sun kissed  i could only see the light
in the situation 
making light of the situation
until we covered ourselves with nature
until we gained knowledge...

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in the fragility of dreams lies their opportunity

	to chose between the royal road to consciousness

		and a random clutter of misfiring synaptic transmission


		cotton wooled clouds harvest seeds from a fallen day

	gift a single candy apple or...

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Smooched in candy apple she pouched her cinnamon lips

The fair had come into town with travellers and wagons

It was that time of the year when dreams would come true

Glittered in mellow fairy dust of innocence...

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Fifteen years past 
love swung down 
from its candy-apple tree
and took hold of us both 
by each ankle.

You wore high heels
like Cinderella,
they were uncomfortable
but were bedroom perfect.
The hotel was nothing fancy,
just glitzy enough.

Fifteen years on...

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