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Dreams carry me across
a mysterious land
Where the voice of my fathers
so gently commands
It echoes quite softly
in words only sung
A joyous recital,
rewoven and spun
I never can stay there,
I’ve begged till I weep
And with barely a whisper,
I’m roused from my sleep
But when darkness befalls
on my world once again
A new dream will come calling
—to guide me within
(Villanova Pennsylvania: January, 2016)
The Torch
Not cute or in genre,
in tune or in tone
A message drives forward,
the muse casting stones
Untimely, eternal,
her voice speaking fast
My pen now a torch
—the darkness is past
(Barnes & Noble-Plymouth Meeting Pa: January, 2016)
All a man really wants, is a girl who looks good in a bikini." - Jack Freestone
Beautiful she looks,
standing up on the beach,
a ten body inside of a bikini
at the age of twenty.
She married on old man,
who didn't look as good
with or without clothes.
He was as rich as empty,
looking for a bikini,
with long legs and short brain.
He found the the one,
the soulmate to be with.
He looked at his choice,
once again, he was enchanted,
because she looked good on her bikini.
After a few years,
she was looking better than never.
She was standing on the same
beach, with the same bikini
and a brain.
Divorced from the man
that still keeps looking
for bikinis on long legs
showing on the beach
Could you please just take a bit off the top?
I stare at this cardinal, hoping he’ll stop.
But surely there is a bird barber shop.
Yes, but they never give me a good chop.
Afraid I would be an enormous flop,
Oh, come on! He says with a little hop.
I will sweep your kitchen and even mop.
Decide to give me a teensy buzz crop.
Thank you so much says the cardinal with slop
I’ll sing your praises to firebird and cop.
Then with a giant cute wiggle and bebop,
He flew straight into the air with a pop.
So all of that talk about wanting to mop
Was a conniving way to get me to stop
Pick up the scissors and give him a crop.
He is a cad, a scoundrel, a fop!
Out on the veranda,
His head upon his paws,
With the coloring of a panda,
Lazy smile upon his jaws.
Dreams fleeting, like a mouse!
Birds are safe for a while.
Mother said, "Cat, get out of the house!
You're too much, your cunning and guile."
But, not to worry, my cat's asleep;
Dreaming of tomorrow's fun:
Exploring where the shadows peep;
Chasing butterflies at a run!
He lies there, still as death-
The picture of perfect peace.
Mother said, "Keep up with him, Beth,
Or mischief will never cease."
The rug frayed, the curtain in shreds;
He is still my best friend.
Boughs wave gently over his head;
The wrong he's done, he did not intend.
My cat creeps so silently in dream,
So curious and so playful,
Tasting such luscious bowls of cream,
Lean, so sleek, joyous, so fanciful!
A smart and cheerful guy
Shifted to my city, for me
Unknown from this fact of him
I bloomed in that fresher
He's talk made me laugh
He's smile made me fall for him
He's cuteness shoots me everywhile
When my eyes target him
I think he's the one
Who made me fall for him
Without any efforts
Being in his own small city
That was my view for him
But even I was unknown from his efforts
That he did to meet me
So that I could always be her
We are one
And we are done
We'll be there for eachother always
Nomatter what the situation be
Atlast we are everything what we wished for
Despite of some sad parts
We are great together
And we'll always be
This cloud hovers over me...
You consume my every thought..
Your body..
I behave like a good boy to get a taste..
I walk with a purpose...
To get to you...
Shrouded in nothingness and darkness..
Stripped of my pride.. my voice.. stripped of everything...
So that the only words...
I say... are yes ma'am.
I lay idle... prepared for your deep and dark ways..
Unafraid...
I lay idle with a smile on my face...
Whispering those words you like hearing.
"I will do as you ask."
You take my face and guide me...
Down...
To that secret spot...
That one that makes you tingle..
The one that makes me f***ing CRAVE for you more...
You apply force...
To the point where I fight to breathe.
Your moans, your loud gasps...
Your touch... your body...
I THRIVE on it...
Pain becomes PLEASURE to me...
It turns me ON!!
Your rules, I play by... with each and every touch...
I even growl silently at the thought of you...
Naked and unafraid... as I lay idle.
I feel your kisses all over me...
Damn I love this...
You whisper my favorite words...
Suddenly my tongue is spelling your name...
Flickering...
Up and down...
Left and right...
Faster and faster...
I love this adventure...
As you cuss me out..
And push me further.
Finally I get my reward...
All over my beard...
And all over my face...
I look up at you smiling...
Then lick my lips saying "Yummy!!"
Oh how I just LOVE LOVE LOVE to be....
Your Dirty Little Secret.
Moments become wet steppingstone
over a stream of consciousness.
At breakfast, a TV delivers omens
with a perky disposition.
Buttering grilled bread, distracted by normality,
slipping through the well-greased gears
of a self-made reality,
then a singing hint of burnt toast
ripples through suddenly aware
nostril hair.
What should you do today -
walk the mood off
or pray brother pray?
Will the monstrous appear,
its likeness --- cute and kittenish,
though even now
new velvet satanic horns
are already budding.
Will the fuzz and fur turn quickly
to scabs and scales?
Sinister left-handed slaps of hysteria
swipe the sweat from wrinkled foreheads.
In a room bereft of natural illumination,
a light on an open laptop is blinking,
imagination types a nightmare
on the underside of its blank screen.
Brains unchecked by reason,
swivel inside their bony portholes,
they search this way and that
for a more feasible fantasy
before this amorphous apprehension
emerges fully clothed
as an all too familiar
mirror image.
In a realm where dreams dance in light's embrace,
Desiree dwelled with an enchanting grace,
Her name a symphony, a tale to unfold,
In life's grand expanse, a story of old.
With eyes like pools of liquid grace,
Stars reflected in their shimmering space,
Galaxies whispered secrets untold,
A universe within, a story to behold.
Her voice, a melody, stirring the soul,
A river of silk, making broken hearts whole,
Magic woven through the air's gentle trace,
A soothing balm, pain to efface.
In twilight's realm, a friend I did find,
Desiree's company, a salve for the mind,
Laughter and songs after choir's fire,
Two spirits entwined, soaring higher and higher.
Beneath the moon's silver and soft caress,
Dreams took flight, hearts free to confess,
Her laughter an echo, sweet and fine,
A serenade of joy, life's melody divine.
Yet as autumn leaves fell, emotions did twine,
Like trees in the wind, a dance so divine,
Beneath the starlit curtain of night's embrace,
My heart's hidden whispers set the soul to race.
Truth unveiled, feelings laid bare,
Friendship's foundation, a dare to repair,
Fear danced between gazes that met,
Love's confession lingered, a silhouette.
In her eyes, a gentleness waned,
Love's tendrils tangled, emotions restrained,
Our once-pure bond, now shadowed by doubt,
A tempest of feelings, swirling about.
Fearful of loss, a treasure we'd known,
Connection once vibrant, now subtly overthrown,
Yet trust remained, despite the strain,
A friend's drifting course in a sea of pain.
Time arrived with bitter goodbyes,
A whispered farewell, beneath somber skies,
Hearts heavy, two paths to explore,
In life's labyrinth, a bond to restore.
Desiree's tale, her eyes a gleam,
A soaring voice, a distant dream,
An enchanting spirit once held so tight,
A lesson in love, and in courage's light.
But let this story not linger in despair,
From broken bonds, strength takes to the air,
A phoenix of hope from ashes will rise,
New dawns await with promising skies.
Remember Desiree, aglow in name,
In life's grand tapestry, a chapter's flame,
Every ending births a fresh, hopeful start,
An inspiring journey etched within the heart.
He is more mischievous than you’d think.
He pretended to be a plumber and broke my sink.
He spread pesticide on my flowers.
He chewed my shoe laces in the past hours.
The Easter Bunny is a disgrace.
Who has no qualms about shattering my vase.
The Easter Bunny who seems so cute…
Made charges on my card I had to dispute.
He acts up all year.
Until Easter is almost here.
Then he paints eggs with his little paint brush.
And delivers candy in a rush.
But the Easter Bunny is mean to me.
Ever since I adopted him, you see.
He refuses to be confined to a cage.
And demands a living wage.
He claims he needs money for his candy to spread joy.
Easter is the only day he doesn’t annoy.
When it’s the day of Easter.
He likes me to brush his fur.
He even lets me give him a bath.
Without having any wrath.
Sure, he is a little crazy most of the year.
But I can’t help but shed a tear.
When he hands me a basket of treats.
And lets me tickle his bunny feet.
It makes me forget the day before.
When he ate my last apple down to the core.
On Easter he is finally well behaved.
We share some chocolate which we’ve both craved.
I start to think maybe he’s changed.
And a little less deranged.
“Easter only comes once a year,” he laments.
Then he’s back to eating my sticks of incense.
I bleed concepts, coldest hearts fail to execute first attempt
Not shaken or slightly discouraged
Explore your choices no need to voice my opinion
Volumes of knowledge bloodied and scarred from the battle
By far a worthy friend
Resilient in the face of oppisition
Convinced i am convicted
I've been a free man ever since it
I see you sense my presence
A heart of a Spartan detected
Suffer sorrow in silence
I enjoy the burden when i can carry it
Despair none, think nothing of it
Storms and pain that you can;t count the amount of
Emotions I master you
Feelings they just make me numb some
Lady's i'm sorry it's not your fault by far girls
fellow survivors, fallen soldiers i salute you
Sighs for their loved ones in their last breath before death and I respect it
Deterred No! not fazed by false friends
As false as their words are
As far as their heart is from me
No need to show them
I am a Leader, I lead men
destined, chosen to fall and rise higher
Competition I love it, I'll race if you wanna test me
Sweating not one fiery dart, calm in the face of fire
Hot headed...... I'm a straight line once you cross me
forgiving out of respect for another human
As always out of care and concern
And if you try to play me
I'm a black sheep like Willy Mays
I played with the Greatest
Learn from misteps mis-taken
I've survived on seashells don't mistake it
Braced for betrayal, Related to many men of Valor
Persuasive when i got a point to make
Evasive mischievous I know the tricks of the coyote
If the feelings there I'm catching ponies
And before I go out to war I get my Blessing from the Medicine man