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" Dear wife, why don't you embrace
the wind of changes by being ablaze? "
the disillusioned husband inquired...
" A lot more affection is required! "
You patiently bore my off-spring with continuous glee,
when constant fortune was the source of fortitude in me,
you knew how to satisfy every desire, every need of mine...
have you withdrawn the generosity of such a gladsome smile?
I glamorized the moments we spent alone
into the silver moonlight, the kisses we gave
to each other under that rustic shelter, if rain came,
and no fragments of luminous stars fell from heaven.
If I were a chivalric hero, returning from battle with tales
of valor and victory: you would be running to me
with roses in your fair hair and delight on your young face...
so what's keeping you from reaching extremity?
There's an absence of emotion in responses,
with lots of repulses to repress my advances,
while my gratification remains incomplete...
as a parting embrace with a doubt so infinite.
The jaws sing
As the drip, drip, drip,
Of the petroleum chorus
Dances across
The inverted aluminum
And the hissing starts
And the hissing stays
Its smell a warning
A final omen
Like the last rose
Of summer
Or the fragrance she wore
For that final goodbye
The teeth tear inward
Like the regret for today
And the regret for yesterday
And the lament for tomorrow
Its promise broken
And your khakis red
And baptized
A stigmata
To self infliction
As the music plays constant
And the rushing you feel
An emptying of sorrow
Onto the crushed ceiling
Of a dream in reverse
Of all life in reverse
Until two arms grab you
And you fall from the sky
And you fall from the sky
Waiting
For the ground
To coronate the outcome
And for one more answer
To a ‘why’ unquestioned
And to love you one more time
But the lights are now dim
And the voices muffled
As an organ can be heard
And store bought flowers smelled
And an old woman cries…
As a young woman cries…
And a stranger pronounces
What you feared the most
They didn’t know you
And couldn’t know you
The exit sign flashing
But there is no door
“There is no door”
—and then the music stops
(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016)
Peer to peer vows of seeded cloud,
Whirli-o-Wisp, of Creation,
thinking aloud,
whismically,
avowed.
Whisps of condense-sings dance in His gaze,
A sky so vast and wide, ablaze.
The stars emerge, one by one,
Dazzling in their sparkling crowdfun-d.
Such a wonder to behold,
A sky so grand and handily bold.
The boon, of a shining silver disk,
Guides the way through the misty risk.
Illuminating the earth below,
Its gentle light a soothing glow.
The sky's eye sees all, far and wide,
A canvas of colors that coincide.
A breathtaking beauty, beyond compare,
A sight to behold, so pure and rare.
So lift your eyes and look above,
And with wonder, fall in love
With the sky that envelopes us all,
A majestic wonder that stands tall.
The sky's eye, a milky gaze it wears,
An ethereal sight that none compares.
With hues of pink and orange so fair,
A painted sky of wonder that we share.
Its cream of Daiquiri-Dowery Fare.
The sun, now set, a memory in our minds,
Leaves behind a moment that eternally binds.
The stars engaged in twinkling shine,
In engagement, like diamonds on high,
Guiding us through darkness to a lighter side,
like a marriage of fairytales in lullaby.
The sky's eye, it sees all that we do,
A constant presence that rings so true.
It reminds us of the beauty in our lives,
And the love that within us thrives.
So gaze up high, and cream a dream, thickly,
deliciously, taste the foamy lips of open zing.
Let your spirit soar, a vast plum-lined plume extreme.
For in the sky, anything is possible,
A magic of possibilty, to dip in your cast of eye.
Gift of our Supreme Being.
Cream of Daiquiri. Pie of Phi.
Life trickled through an hourglass of hurt
Oozing not soothing a nectar of stagnation
He turned the pivot upside and downward
But the aperture never shifted its focus
Narrow and confined he felt trapped inside
Squeezed from outside and within the pain
A kaleidoscope of constricted reflections
Or a rushing mirage on a twisted horizon
He had to shed the load on his shoulders
Trim the drippings of foul shaped remains
Crash the distorted mirror into mere shards
Cut loose from expectations’s compression
Over endless time he began to understand
Surrender requested a change of perspective
And thus he suspended both ends of the timer
From the wild tree of life grappling for meaning
He seized the right angle and remained still
For a succession of a few tranquil moments
Mesmerized he cradled himself from below
Closed his sad eyes and floated above himself
The world flowed on its own without pressure
Began to gather momentum as quietude shaped
A constant reminder that outlooks may change
When seizing the core rather than flawed outlines
When he attempted to measure his progress with
Formulae equations and axioms the centre reverted
To the unwanted chronograph of crushing oppression
And reminded him that letting go meant not to hold on
14th May 2020
Daisy was such a bossy old cow,
one who desired to rule the herd.
Her opinions were so highbrow
the others dared not moo a word!
Daisy would moo and moo all day
whilst the others chewed their cud.
I dare not disclose the things she’d say
if amiable cows mated with the stud!
One day Daisy met up with the local bull
who really was a quite handsome chap.
She fluttered her lashes, being on the pull
but her constant sniping was a handicap!
He mated all others in the bovine brood
which put Daisy’s nose right out of joint.
He detested her for her rude attitude,
yet, she insisted on arguing the point!
Daisy was ill-bred and she’d never yield
so all the other cows chose to back away.
Bull turned on his hooves and left the field
leaving Daisy all on her own chewing hay!
Although Daisy was the farmer’s oldest
she was just as nasty as the farmer’s wife.
He complained the old cow was the coldest -
I wonder which of them caused more strife!
The farmer didn't suffer from guilt or derision
when the slaughtering man came into town.
He allowed the butcher to make the decision
as to which cantankerous cow he'd put down!
12/10/18
A long time ago I had an adorable pet,
his name I fondly gave was Billy.
He liked to lie on the sofa, dripped it wet,
I thought, of him that was silly.
He would never use the assigned place
where he was trained and supposed to pee.
Outside of the house nobody saw his face,
too lazy, inside he always wanted to be.
His insular way of life I didn’t at all mind,
too cute, I wanted him always around me.
With his constant presence I was entwined,
for he became an integral part of my family.
One spring, outside he started daily to run,
my heart broke when after a long wait
one night, home I didn’t find him return.
My neighbor said he ran away with his mate.
October 6, 2019
Contest : Write a rhyme about your favorite PET,
living or not
Sponsor : Regina Riddle
Pet : Cat
~Man Needs God ~
( Chain Poem)
Man needs God
God in all
All he does
Does in life
Life with love
Love and peace
Peace and love
Love is best
Best to have
Have today
Today, tomorrow
Tomorrow, always.
Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2017
September.04.2017
-So now faith, hope, and love abide, these three; but the greatest of these is love.
1 Corinthians 13:13(KJV)
-“For God so loved the world, that he gave his only Son, that whoever believes in him should not perish but have eternal life.
John 3:16 (NIV)
-Trust in the Lord with all your heart, and do not lean on your own understanding.
Proverbs 3:5 (KJV)
- Rejoice in hope, be patient in tribulation, be constant in prayer
Romans 12: 12 ( NIV )
-The Lord will fight for you, and you have only to be silent.”
Exodus 14: 13 ( NIV )
“Kindness is a language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see.”
- Mark Twain-
Thank you for reading!
Yak Yak Yak
Saying less than nothing
Gibber Gibber Gibber
No one hears for we have shut off our ears
Yammer Yammer Yammer
We try to eat in silence
To no avail.
She needs attention, not realizing she is annoying
A brave soul attempts to interrupt
She is new
Not understanding the way this will go
Crow woman glares at her, and talks more loudly
No one else looks up
We learned long ago
Crow woman’s constant banter is her companion
If we try to eat in our rooms, alone, she follows us
The penitence we pay
For working in a grade school
Where most of us only talk to children four hours at a time
Yak Yak Yak I cannot wait to get home to my silence.
The world upon my shoulders
the thoughts they will not stop.
I want to scream out loud
But no one cares a jot.
Sleeps a distant memory
Worry a constant friend
There’s just no hiding place
When anxiety your new best friend.
Work just piles on the pressure
Them targets they must be hit
The price you pay your sanity
At least the profits will not be hit.
Your mind is in a frenzy
You’re emotions are on edge
Anxiety’s like a demon
That’s talking in your head
Telling you to worry
About the most trivial things
Draining all your energy
Sapping all you’re strength.
Anxiety’s a monster
It’s No one’s imaginary friend
Ignore its constant voices
Its advice please never heed
Her silence spoke louder than words
Her eyes A window to her hurt
Begging to be heard
She thought that was something she deserved
So why had she been ignored
She roamed the earth like a ghost
A lost soul hoping for more
Hoping someone will help her
Someone would see how hard she tries
To not cry
Despite her watery eyes
She hadn't known peace
Even within sleep
Even her pain haunts her sleep
She wished she could be
Someone else
To have a brain that wouldn't constantly turn on its self
Words unspoken trapped in her mouth
She wants to scream and shout
Only silence found its way out
She wanted help
But she didn't know how
All she wanted was to stop drowning herself
Her body bore the weight
Of the burden of hate
A painful ache
Her constant headaches
To her it was funny how she was full of silence
Begging to leave
For anyone to see her constant pleas
But anytime she tried
She was denied the right
To fight for a life
That hides in plain sight
The only thing that stopped her was her mind
A place where it was hard to find
A thought that was kind
This caused her to be blind
To a new life so she could leave her unhealed self behind
She just wanted someone to hold her hand
To understand
And guide her to a life
Where she didn't have to constantly fight to stay alive