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Imagine an oil stroke on a virgin canvass
an image coaxed out by a velvet hand
pas de deux artist and brush
here comes the wind
and suddenly, I appear out of nowhere
Imagine my memories invisible as air
a non violate kiss somewhere out there
here comes the image,
of a two step process, the artist and I
wonderfully etched, I pop up;
Imagine my visage, aging flower of old
existing in a turbulent rotation
eyes of a cougar, soul of a lion
I am Virginia Woolf the writer
like a binding book I appear pressed
Continued survival on a canvass of dry,
parched as a stone in a pocket, alone...
(fear not stalwart reader, the sword of Damocles just grazed thy chest when fate found us a place to call home).
to avoid the pitfall of prospective homelessness
which near future prospect
induces existential angst i confess.
Today i.e. about two years ago (end of rope rhyme rote
approximately deux orbitz round the sun),
i wanted ta die and bid god riddance grandly
going gamesomely gra grave,
de deum, and cymbal crash
to Bing mulct emotionally, physically and spiritually -
all the grinding hardships would be gone in a flash
how tempting to seek ot a solution sans hemlock
or other deadly potion,
whereby toothless mouth need not gnash
boot simply swallow and drink from the goblet of
mortal freedoms renting psych ass under
with purposelessness mine hash
tag, which bout with suicide
while n the edge of thirteen -
Anorexia nervosa defeated -
then as now experience
10,000 banshee maniacs whip lash
lacerating, flagellating,
and repeatedly rousing thoughts
shin to circle back to why death be not proud
when life on par with a mash
up of ennui, futile gobbledygook housing incubus
analogous luft waffe bombardiers quash
the joie de vivre per je ne sais quois spritely spring
in step happy jollity,
and levity attempt to make light
of psychological me's mental illness rash
whence thru the (then) lvii roam min years
as chief garbage taster of trash
hurled my way gnome matter
the gremlins dwelt within the Wabash
distance to inflict din er of dissonance
targeted this mortal for'er abash
as soon as he got expelled
from the womb, his reddened ears did bash
from sonic screaming boom causing astir the nurses
into the maternity ward
of me late mum sped like dash
her, and fast as a comet Prancer doth emulate
a con vixen dancer, cuz ova this rude half
re: that came a boot
from genetic chromosomal dna wash.
smitten with a forsaken long lost love
*** plus years ago,
aye since didst roam'n o'er hill and dale
as one heart broken beau
twas being cow warring utter oxymoron,
whereby thy perfect match I do
frankly admit foolishly out sourcing
of (good NOT FAKE nor bad) grief emo
shun hull distress disgraceful,
which hide de lee recognize coveted prime mate,
(who shared love of playing scrabble,
and born same January 13th birthdate,
yet six orbits thy senior)
mine golden opportunity to lose,
viz ma mish mashed aggravating huff flew
vee yam this then
young asinine buck unwittingly
inflicted long forgot 'til
ear layer t'day thee spouse
showed me an photograph,
when suddenly this lix spittle
curmudgeonly bard
unexpectedly experienced
abysmal love stricken agony
(that despite pro missing to pledge -
while taking a knee -
troth Abby Robin - hoo
became thy lawful legal wife - of Jew
whoosh heritage juiced like me, and knew
instantaneously upon
setting eyes this then boyish lad -
hood bid tootle loo
at bachelorhood, when she eyed thyself
(wedded now deux plucks decades),
though no moo
nee tomb aye name,
thus har courtship rocky, hen new
idea how tubby affectionate,
hence early married life
pitched 'tween Scylla and Charybdis
fondness (albeit ex post facto) hike queue
this poetic beat (fashionably late love note)
ye, whose Capricorn astrological sign
didst bid eternal happiness
now delayed repercussions I rue!
It’s a place I feel off—
not wedded to anything.
Truculent.
I think in riddles
and answer in metaphors.
I dance on my tiptoes—
an adagio of agony.
Passion pirouettes
out of sight.
Tethered.
Bound by grief.
Temptation forgotten,
tempered.
It no longer exists.
It was a pas de deux,
now it’s just a deuce—
a petulant penitent,
an unwanted pardon.
The dancer stirs.
The pulse quickens
to a tango.
Recalcitrant and longing.
Unable to follow the white line
unless it’s condemned.
So the path ahead is delusional—
felt, not seen.
When will the blocks of life
build up
and make me feel safe?
I feel like I’m
in a correctional facility.
I am my own door.
I am my own jailor.
I realise I have the key.
I bury it
under the pile of shame
in the corner.
I look up from my desk and say, Good morning.
You flash a flirty smile, then look away.
I wink and doodle something in my notebook.
You brush on by with nothing more to say.
But darlin’, ain't it sweet when we take chances?
I feel a sharp electric tingle every time we touch.
It’s the danger found in copy room romances.
As if nothing ever happened.
As if nothing thrilled so much.
As if nothing ever happened.
As if nothing’s going on.
But wait until the time when we find time to be alone,
Impetuously daring what we’ve wanted all along.
As if nothing ever happened.
As if nothing’s going on.
I didn’t think we’d let it get this heated.
I guess you thought I wouldn’t have the nerve.
I came on strong with everything you needed,
And gave you the attention you deserve.
But darlin’, ain't it sweet when we take chances?
I feel the same exciting passion every time we kiss.
In the risky game of closet door romances,
As if nothing ever happened.
As if nothing felt like this.
As if nothing ever happened.
As if nothing’s going on.
But wait until the time when we find time to be alone.
I’ll follow you inside and enter your forbidden zone.
As if nothing ever happened.
As if nothing’s going on.
My beloved, you and I, an inseparable duet,
Two souls entwined in an eternal pas de deux,
Our hearts beating in tandem like two wings of a bird
Soaring effortlessly on the thermals of devotion.
We are the embodiment of fate's masterful orchestration,
Two kindred spirits predestined to converge,
Our love a sublime symphony that resonates across the firmament,
A celestial harmony that echoes through eternity.
In your eyes, my love, I behold the reflected glory of the divine,
A beauty that transcends mortality, a radiance that shines.
You are my élan vital, my raison d'être, the missing piece that makes me whole,
My forever haven, my guiding star, my soul's sweet home.
Forever and always, my love shall be the sanctuary where you find solace,
The safe haven where your heart can beat freely, wild, and unencumbered.
I love you more than words can articulate, more than the heavens are vast,
And the oceans are deep, you are the luminous essence that illuminates my existence.
shuttering fright housed inside
in one poof annihilating prejudice
(white privilege included) and pride
reducing to ashes trumpeting
self importance, where snide
persona grata becomes irrelevant
as does living social
or vacationing in Telluride.
Interestingly enough,
I do not entertain notions
inflicting self harm nor suicide,
but expect longevity (to ride
one after another orbitz around the sun)
minimum total (represented courtesy
value units and tens place)
equaling the largest double digit
in plain Olde English aged
to perfection groom and bride
attains at least ninety nine years.
Despite skittering within hair's breadth or blink
looming over the edge no time to think,
cuz no matter being knight in shining armor
I can scrunch and squint thru visored chink,
and espy and the title
of a storied book by Tom Wolfe I think
Old Rotten Gotham sliding into behavioral sink,
amidst so much flotsam and jetsam
while singing Skidamarink
surrender unavoidable fate
cuz destiny dis rapper doth not shrink
and recognizes that whatever does not kill
will only make me stronger
(money back guarantee)
I attain a spry five score birthdays
and while away hours
playing solitary game of tiddlywink.
FROM POETRY IS OUR STORY
Over the rainbow curve where bright hues rush to burst,
our hearts that long been drown now finally rush to shore.
Hands clasp tight we agreed to follow same path, same doors
ghosts from our past, slowly we will erase and nursed...
Droplets flow: sweats, smiles and blood written via our quill
a fiction for some but to us, they spell the screaming truths
of longings, of pains, awaiting to be quenched and soothe.
(God Almighty must have guided our footsteps on windless still)
Do I need a challenge to grab this one of a lifetime chance
or just hear the voice within for it tells its a Heavens giving?
Glad, I can only hymn the melody of a heartfelt thanksgiving
in the cocoon of your presence, my being fly high as I'm enhanced
Adieu to eight thousand miles as you pass it without hesitation
Before we met, our heartbeats already dance pas de deux
the smiles we shared, so noisy, they broadcasted every clues...
(Can it be that this- the beginning of positive vibrations?)
I love you, I want you and though my world may fall apart
I will not choose to let go instead I will stay with you
'til the fish learns to fly... Allow the years to come through,
and us to permit love to grow onwards. Us in every parts!
__________________________________________________________
7:21 pm, September 12, 2015
Heartbroken lass bereft of eminent beau
papa doth vicariously experience her
(mine daughter's) grievous woe.
Unfair a budding promising relationship nought
going to incorporate wedded bliss,
when for all the world
the strong humble lad
absconded to Puerto Rican his homeland.
Thus pained University
of Pennsylvania alumna
("star student") since grade one
at Belmont Hills Elementary
whose high school alma mater
i.e. Harriton High School,
now glum Oakland California transplant.
I (biological father),
who helped beget offspring
writhes with agony,
cuz he and the missus
sowed wild oats
during prime time,
when irresistible call of the wild
overtook wisdom to shuck contraceptive
yielding the miracle of life.
Parenthood never ended
just because declaration of independence
and autonomy witnessed natural propensity
for progeny to reliant become on self
forced shoulder living expense
no only for herself,
but deux darling
tortoiseshell dappled
five month old kittens
most certainly a constant reminder,
when she and he "two peas in a pod"
shared so many college campus memories,
whereby appearances hinted
and predicted a shared destiny
between two love birds.
An abrupt cleavage
rent asunder never witnessing
mutual graceful dotage
figuratively saddled once ebullient psyche
unnecessarily bogged our engineering minded lady
with cumbersome equipage
after they spent precious
young adulthood years together
emulating how married couple live, I gauge
such scenario, cuz talk of wedding bells
filled the (telephonic) airwaves,
whereby yours truly feeling blessed
potential prodigal son in law
his earning hand over fist big bucks
employed at Silicon Valley company
geared toward marketing fitness application.
Unsure how said high achiever
bolstered with you go girl refrain,
(who ofttimes communicated with Zayda,
i.e. his demise a crushing sorrow),
which inevitable prolonged decline
sundered special rapport
since more'n threescore
Earth orbits around the sun
papa acquired mechanical engineer degree
working within Aerospace Division
at General Electric.
Impossible mission not to care
despite mein kampf punctuated
with mine wanderlust flair
marital covenant garden variety
wordsmith did greatly impair
triggering hostility within mine humble lair
adulterer letter forcibly donned as outerwear.
Follow the best crepe recipe
Make crepes and set aside
In a bowl soften dark chocolate
Butter
1 /2 cups butter
1/4 cup of sugar
3/4 cups of dark or white chocolate
2 egg yolks
1/4 heavy cream
2 tablespoons of vanilla
5 of best almond liquer
Add
2/3 cup shredded coconut
1/4 cup of toasted hazelnuts ( chopped fine)
3/4 dehydrated banana
1/2 cup of chopped carmel bits
1/4 cup of dehydrated strawberries
Mix with chocolate allow to stand at
room temperature.
Than mix with 1 1/2 cups of
Unsweetened heavy cream
Reserve 1-2 cups for garnish
Stuff crepes in desired fashion
Chill.....
Garnish with
Fresh strawberries
Raspberrys
Mint leaves
And sweetened whipped cream
And raspberry sauce
Serve with orange liguered coffee
Or bottle of champagne!
Enjoy!
Enjoy!
Enjoy!