Long Chardonnay Poems

It looked so right on paper to everyone; but when the night embraced her she was alone, still wanting to believe in love. 

Her footsteps echoed through her cathedral of a house which offered her...

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Non labor (relations) day September 1st, 2023 poem

Aye dream of Genie (as a lad din)
Schwenksville, Pennsylvania -
keystone state abbreviated as Pea Yay,
this stupid non huge poem
deployed courtesy scholar
really...a boot nuttin
butta an overrated allay
zee good for...

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Well, it all started when
Jim Beam bet Jack Daniels
that Captain Morgan
couldn't go out
and get himself
some Wild Turkey.
Old Fashioned, like Old Granddad,
Captain Morgan like some of you,
really enjoys his Southern Comfort.
But mostly in the form of...

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Fall in love with a poet at your own risk.

She’ll woo your mind with serenading

notes and undress your defenses

behind metaphors and rhymes.

She’ll merge emotions with home-made

verses in a nectarous word play, opening

the mansion of your...

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Each single morning on my way to work
I fantasize what happens in New York
If I were to spend a long weekend there.
I'd ask you out of the blue, not despair.

Once passionate lovers, can we be...

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Dinner was over an hour ago
Counters wiped clean, dishes are washed and dried
I hold my glass up to the light like a color slide,
and see the world, warped, and blurred through the half glass of...

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My faithful quill recumbent
Motionless
Stark against the virgin parchment posed upon my desk
The peeping moon breaks through grimy windows
Mocking me as the mantel clock chimes the cheerless Midnight
Another day laid to waste
The poet’s canvas unblemished
Harmonizing with...

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I am the environmentalist in love with wine,
my shoulders carry and reside in the cutting edge side of life,
the establishment craves to be the human race
while I stroll the memories of “Sailor fields”
amongst ancient Jurassic...

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Dog fronted automobiles are seventh state in a placed race to hold a fantastic gold baton. Hamburgers and egg jiggling. How rather jolly says the gentleman stood by the train. His fine twisted moustache and...

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Sad is the day when, 
At such a tender age as twenty, 
A young woman must hang her head 
And say…
I will never be loved again

Sad is the day when the smile is lost, 
Forever,...

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Today, there are no busy little feet running through the house
    with high pitched voices that threaten to pierce my solitude.
    I made it clear to my lover and...

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when we exit our mothers we cry out loud,
I like to think its from us being exposed to an infected world.
as we grow we continue to cry but it tends to change a little bit
as...

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A field afire
papery petals glow like ruby votive candles
a collection of cupped solar flames
vowed to shine despite the dew before dawn
evaporating any doubt the sun would rise
the mist would lift 
consoling one in darkness

Rising up...

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III

But, of course, I had no dizzying towers                  
To burn...only bridges; and they were torched   ...

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As I stagger to my room…my vision in a haze and my guts steering like a stew, my eyes 
look like a ripe red pepper and my bladder is filled up like a sponge that...

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By Sashi.Prabhu(zeauoxian0
(18th February 2012 nite at Kentucky shack on colva beach)
I was browsing through the menu and laid my eyes upon interesting cocktails and mock tails.
I snapped up the names with the blackberry camera and...

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Message tip
She walked into the room
And people noticed her trance.
She choose her own seat 
As the people next to he started to stand.
They asked
“Was she lost, or confused in anyway”?
She simply replied 
“no, I’m just...

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On the naming of a child
Certain protocols should be followed by the registrar

Protocol one

If the chosen name is Rainbow or Honey dew
Then firstly the parents should be slapped
And given a book containing sensible names
This process...

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A dear friend says I'm brave to go it solo in the city…
she has a husband - seven kids - two dogs - and a neurotic cat
        yet...

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If I were a prisoner on death row
just hours away from execution
I would NOT order a meal of calamari with ratatouille,
filet mignon with truffles and Strawberry Sherbet.

I would reject a plate of Duck Liver Terrine...

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Its late
Storm's still raging outside
30 inches of snow they say
But we don't care
Standing looking out the window
You come and wrap your arms about my waist
Lean your chin upon my shoulder
And gaze out side with me
I...

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I was browsing through the menu and laid my eyes upon interesting cocktails and mock tails.
I snapped up the names with the blackberry camera and wove them together to couplets.
Dedicate this one to my friends...

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Heart Release



Oh how I have tried to push you away
......Fear
Escaping into daydreams and fantasy
Purposeful intentions and made-up agendas
Pretending you were unimportant 
Something to avoid

Chocolate chip cookies and Chardonnay
Softened your advance
Pushing you down
Your effervescence rising from...

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Would you call me stupid? 
Would you call me crazy? 
All these thoughts I have at the back of my head
Deep down I thought I had found
Peace of mind, 
Serenity and companionship 
My ride or...

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It's "The Children's Hour," as Franklin Delano
dubbed it, proffering that famous profile, chin high,
cigarette holder clinched in good dental symmetry,
all the while flashing that celebrated smile.  He'd "Walk 
a Mile for a Camel," (or...

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