Long Damon Poems
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Are those your teeth, they look so perfect
Actually no, you won't believe my tale
Some old guy had just passed away
And his wife put his teeth up for sale
They fit really well, just like my own
So I offered her half what she was asking
For that she said you could have the bottoms
If you don't mind a little cracking
But you must do better if you want the uppers
There's loads of nostalgia in those choppers
I can still remember the fun times we had
When the two of us were teenyboppers
So I bumped up my offer a couple of dollars
I could tell she really needed the money
She reluctantly accepted with a tear in her eye
She was giving away part of her honey
So now you know the rest of the story
Keep it deep inside your cranium
Bout how I ripped off this little old lady
To look like Clooney or Damon
© Jack Ellison 2012
So Risque
Racy
Casey
His Mind’s on the Moon
Spacey
Casey
Great Sprinter
Darter
Carter
Crybaby
Bawlin’
Colin
Always in a Rush
Boltin’
Coltin
Puppies for Sale
Daniel’s
Spaniels
Don’t Cross Him
Callous
Dallas
Witch Doctor
Shaman
Damon
The Manny
Nanny
Danny
The Anti-Hero
Villain
Dylan
To Stop His Slouching
Straighten
Dayton
Wild Child
Feral
Darrell
He Can’t Keep Secrets
Don’t tell
Darnell
Pretty Boy
Bonny
Donny
The Vigorous One
Lusty
Dusty
Out of Practice
Rusty
Dusty
Irritable Grandpa
Crusty
Dusty
Mr. Stability
Steady
Eddy
Sunburned
Red one
Edwin
Always Prepared
Ready
Eddy
Damon did not think he had any goodness left to give
But Angela discovered a flash of compassion in his eyes
He turned away, feeling undesirable and undeserving.
An ethereal touch on his arm was a gift from this tender angel.
He looked up into her light blue eyes and fell deeper than deep.
Her skin was alabaster; she looked like a freshwater mermaid.
Her smile lit up the bar, and set his heart on forever after.
You don’t want to talk with me, he said. I am too mean for you.
A tittering giggle escaped her, and he could not stop looking at her lips.
They were spread wide. She was fearless, wild for a gift from heaven.
Seriously, the old cowboy said. I am the devil, you can do better.
Tell me your story, Angela urged him. I want to hear it.
Damon’s face turned more rugged which she did not think possible
She laughed again, which concerned him. He was usually scary, right?
His wall mask almost slipped, but he caught, it, trying to frighten her off.
She could not be frightened though, being from heaven and all.
Are you by chance a country girl? He asked her, hoping to aggravate.
Her eyes were dazzling globes now. She nodded, her hand to his neck.
Do you have brothers? He asked her. He was starting to feel less evil.
No, she admitted. Is this bothering you? Boy, was it!
MY HEART SINKS, MY EYES WEEP
MY BRAIN EXPLODES, I CAN’T SLEEP
I DON’T UNDERSTAND, I NEVER WILL
A SWEET CHILD WHY DO THE COPS KILL?
CHILDREN WITH CHOCOLATE COLOURED SKIN
HARDLY ALLOWED LET THEIR LIVES BEGIN
INNOCENT UNARMED SIXTEEN AND UNDER
SOMETIMES COPS CALL IT A BLUNDER
JUST A MISTAKE THEY ARE HEARD TO SAY
CHILDREN BEATEN OR SHOT TO DEATH IN USA
THEN CHILDREN LIKE ADERRIEN 11 YEARS OLD
HE LIVED THEN TO HAVE HIS STORY TOLD
LUNGS, RIBS AND LIVER INJURED, AS POLICE SHOT,
A REASON OFFERED BY POLICE THERE WAS NOT
I RESEARCHED WELL, AND FOUND NOT ONE CASE
OF COPS IN USA INJURING A CHILD OF CAUCASION RACE
I FEAR FOR MY BEAUTIFUL GRAND SONS OVER THERE
WITH THEIR BEAUTIFUL DARK SKIN AND CURLY HAIR
I PRAY THEY WILL BE SAFE AND THINGS WILL CHANGE
BECAUSE HATRED OF BLACK SKIN TO ME IS SO STRANGE
THERE ARE AT LEAST 24 KIDS ALL UNDER SIXTEEN YEARS
WHO WOULD BE ALIVE TODAY IF NOT FOR RACIAL FEARS
UNARMED AND INNOCENT, BEATEN OR SHOT , BY A COP
A BOY PUT IN A BURNING BUILDING, THIS MUST STOP.
AFRICAN AMERICAN KIDS FROM 2023 GOING BACK 20 YEARS
THESE ARE THE DEAR ONES THAT DIED AS WE ALL SHED TEARS
BRETT 15 YEARS OLD FANTA 8 YEARS OLD
LA’MELLO 3 MONTHS OLD ANGELO 16 YEARS OLD
DAMON 15 YEARS OLD JORDAN 15 YEARS OLD
TAMIR 12 YEARS OLD CAMERON 14 YEARS OLD
KIMANI 16 YEARS OLD DAKOTA 15 YEARS OLD
BOBBY 15 YEARS OLD JAMES 16 YEARS OLD
AIYANA 7 YEARS OLD LEONA 16 YEARS OLD
KIWANE 15 YEARS OLD YVETTE 15 YEARS OLD
ROBERT 16 YEARS OLD DEAUNTA 12 YEARS OLD
ELLIS 13 YEARS OLD VINCENT 16 YEARS OLD
MARTIN 14 YEARS OLD D’KOY 14 YEARS OLD
MICHAEL 12 YEARS OLD DEJEURN 13 YEARS OLD
THERE IS NOTHING MORE PRECIOUS THAN A CHILD.
TO THINK OF THESE SWEET ONES MAKES ME SO WILD
WHAT THE HELL IS THE DIFFERENCE BLACK OR WHITE?
WHEN ARE COPS GOING TO START THINKING RIGHT?
OK I HAD MY SAY. BLM EVERY DAY!
Inspired by the lovely dance scene between the beautiful Elena (Nina Dobrev) and handsome Damon (Ian Somerhalder) in Season 1, Episode 19: "Miss Mystic Falls" of the alluring and magical TV show, "The Vampire Diaries". The intimacy of not quite touching as part of the dance steps alludes to a simpler and nobler time of romance.
Duet ballad.
Take me to eternity
By Michelle Morris
29/03/2023
You're dangerous
It's obvious for all to see
The world knows your power
You're a sinner who wants to believe
In love and ever after
In trust and happiness
Loyalty and true devotion
Is there something here for us?
So close we are in the here and now
Not quite touching in the here and now
Do you think we could ever be?
Do you think we have the magic we need?
Oh, oh, oh...
Take... Take all of me
Take me to eternity
Take... Take all I am
Take me to your freedom
Oh, oh, oh...
Take... Take all of me
Take me to eternity
Take... Take all I am
Take me to your freedom
In times gone by
I'd be your knight
In times gone by
I'd do everything right
Now, here we are
Not quite touching
Dancing together
Moving in unison
Oh, oh, oh...
Take... Take all of me
Take me to eternity
Take... Take all I am
Take me to your freedom
Oh, oh, oh...
Take... Take all of me
Take me to eternity
Take... Take all I am
Take me to your freedom
You're mesmerising
It's obvious for all to see
The world knows your beauty
You're an angel who wants to believe
In love and ever after
In trust and happiness
Loyalty and true devotion
Is there something here for us?
So close we are in the here and now
Not quite touching in the here and now
Do you think we could ever be?
Do you think we have the magic we need?
Oh, oh, oh...
Take... Take all of me
Take me to eternity
Take... Take all I am
Take me to your freedom
Oh, oh, oh...
Take... Take all of me
Take me to eternity
Take... Take all I am
Take me to your freedom
Oh, oh, oh...
Take... Take all of me
Take me to eternity
Take... Take all I am
Take me to your freedom
Oh, oh, oh...
Take... Take all of me
Take me to eternity
Take... Take all I am
Take me to your freedom
© Michelle Morris, 2023
Drop dead gorgeous dark eyed bus boy chased
Peer assured status, focus of my fascination
High fiving idol guffawed and elbowed adjacent
Mates in droves, admirers in rows, dreamy Damon
Enriched to glimpse soap opera face as I boarded
From boys' school nearby, the greener gender pasture
Glance at my rolled up skirt spoke to thoughts sordid
His fleeting grin sent collapsing knees, mates' laughter
In typical teenage fashion for the times, mid nineties
Before social media blinked million comment designation
Our exchange over months limited to several niceties
Emptying bus afternoon he asked me out, supreme elation
Profile examined in mirror the evening of our due movie
Re primped the pair of socks boosting breasts non existant
Had my (only) half decent outfit chosen for past two weeks
Prospect of dating Damon held no heart slowing assistance
Uneventful night pursued, spun by overwhelming innocence
Being too naive to encourage moves, nerves running riot
Our chaeffered lifts to cinemas knew no lip warming kiss
Closely guarded phone each evening, obstinately quiet
A month later, bus reverberated his revised standards
Update explained to his mates, his tastes were narrowing
One percent of girls bore requirements Damon demanded
Variety other than curvaceous blonde, saw attention souring
Perfunctory level of awareness, lack of inner dignity
Allowed me to continue, lust bound, blindly desiring
During next year, Damon must have woken to scarcity
Blonde eligible youngsters for his affection aspiring
Mirror had become a somewhat closer companion
Make up added maturity, curves came, and confidence
Outside brick walled front of school, squinted in sun
Damon boldly suggested our courting should recommence
Sideways glance with my fiend, Suzie, enclosed chapters
Desperately I pleaded with my fifteen year old foolishness
To keep a straight face as I turned him down, lustre lacking
"I don't know, " faux deep thought, " Chance is one percent"!
2nd August 2020
Dusty Old Memories Poem Contest
Sponsor: Constance La France
THE MAGIC OF HONEY
IS IN THE AIR.
HONEY BEES,
ARE EVERYWHERE.
AROUND THE WORLD.
BLOSSOMING TREES.
YOU'LL FIND BUSY
HONEY BEES.
AMBROSIAL FLOWERS
OF COLORS AND SHADES.
WHERE HONEY BEES,
ARE BUZZING AWAY.
OVER A THOUSAND,
DIFFERENT HONEY'S,
SOME SO RARE,
THEY'RE LOTS OF MONEY.
SOME ARE SMOOTH,
SOME ARE CREAMY,
SOME HAVE FLAVORS
THAT ARE SIMPLY DREAMY.
OHIA LEHUA,
IS A HAWAIIAN FLOWER.
IT'S SAID THIS HONEY
HAS MYSTICAL POWER
MANGROVE HONEY,
IS VERY RARE.
YOU JUST CAN'T FIND IT
EVERYWHERE
THERE'S A HONEY,
THAT'S CALLED MAD.
THE STRANGEST HONEY
I EVER HAD.
BLACKBERRY, MAPLE,
TUPELO, PEACH.
NOT ALL HONEY'S
ARE OUT OF REACH.
SOURWOOD, FIR,
SAGE AND CLOVER.
LOT'S OF HONEY'S
TO BE FOUND ALL OVER.
BAOBAB, PITCAIRN,
EUCALYPTUS AND THYME.
THESE ARE AMONG
THE FAVORITES OF MINE.
RAINFOREST HONEY,
THERE ARE A FEW.
I'M SURE THERE'S ONE
THAT'S RIGHT FOR YOU.
SOLIDAGO, MINT,
LINDEN AND LEMON.
HONEY IS TRULY
A GIFT FROM HEAVEN.
WHEN YOU RESEARCH HONEY
YOU DISCOVER FLOWERS
THAT GIVE YOUR HONEY
IT'S MAGICAL POWERS
Michael E. Harris
04082021
A very Special Thank You
To my Friend Damon Brown.
Who unknowingly,
Inspired this poem.
This is dedicated to my Aunt Diane who passed away on 9/16/21. you will truly be missed... I love you and rest in peace.
As I put on my crown ...
I began to smile in celebration
For all that God has given me.
A heart's love ... that beats for 55 years, my Sonny ...
that resulted
With an abundance of ...
( Damon, Tamyra, Thomas, Maurkese, and Trevon )
My diamonds, My loves, and My world's ...
"Need I go on?"
For my silhouette will always live within the wind ...
With a touch of class and Royalty ...
For I am that force of nature,
Who believes in love, respect, family,
and loyalty.
And as my crown shines
I promise to live within your timelines ...
Giving you my love and strengths of remembrance
And the key of the wise.
So as the sun shines ... I'm sitting within your hearts
As the rain falls ... That's my tears of happiness ...
And as the seasons change there's no need for feeling down ...
Because I'm forever ... "THE SILHOUETTE OF DIANE'S CROWN"
The End...