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Hide Her Away
Tucked away in shame, to hide his own discretions...he hid her away....
Of the world of social media so that he shall lift his own insecurities and feed his plate of lust, desire and importance
He hid her away...
Quiet as a feather...
The Social Universe would never know that this exquisite piece of his human puzzle ever existed
He hid her away...
A mold of beauty and grace
An aura that exhumed love, light and softened even the hardest of beasts
So sweet so pure
He hid her away...
This humble mold has a smile that could brighten the darkest storm and ripple the earth with light
Eyes of mystic and depth
And a heart so unselfishly giving...
But he hid her away....
Ignoring the realness of the many layers within her
He never saw the strength or power that resided within her being
Or the final layer...
That laid within the crevices
The ultimate release of letting go.
Although clothed in weakness to the unseen world's eye
This layer was wrapped in pain, struggles and dark nights of tears...
It was the bulls eye that once hit ...you will never forget
Once touched you can never return
Once burned you can never rise up from again
And he came to that bulls eye...
That final exploding blow
When the silence is all that is heard..
And she finally hid him away....
Under the layers of the past.
To the hope of a man who will not
Hide her away....
Tammy Flanagan @copyright 2019
High ho Hill Bill is singing the hillbilly blues
It’s not a bad life, yet, not one that I’d choose
He’s wailing like a cat with a pinched big toe
Singing the blues up and down in summer and snow.
They found me under a spoiled apple tree
I was never a good boy, no one wanted me.
My daddy ran off with the housewife next door.
I looked just like him, so my behind was always sore!
My mom took his discretions out of my little hide.
I was never welcome in the house, or anywhere inside.
My bed was in the barn, I slept with a mouse and a cow.
Being grunted at by a gas-passing horse and a worse passing sow.
It’s not a bad life, yet not one that I’d choose.
This is why I am forever singing the hillbilly blues.
I want to get on tv, or at least the afternoon news.
But no one wants me except for liquor and booze.
Here we remain in bafflement,
The reasons for this firmament.
We rant and rave and offer prayer
but nothing seems to get us there.
We write bold texts and think we're done
And yet they don't explain the Sun,
The whirling disks that orbit space,
Or, reasons for our earthly place.
We think, we marvel, and eschew
Our best digests of "What" and "Who"
And "How" and "Where" and even "When"
But, then we come to one more "Then."
The biggest question of them all,
It's on this quest we rise and fall.
The one that underpins the rest -
It's "Why" that puts all to the test.
It overshadows all concerns,
And understanding will discern
The pathway to the Truth we seek
Of why we're here - no double speak.
Then comes the next subset of "Whys" -
Diverse divisions long devised;
The "false" discretions set in place:
Religion, ethnic space and race.
These "Whys" seem an experiment
Of how we deal with prospects met.
Should we accept things now in place?
Appreciate - no saving face?
Or, should we seek to overcome
The obstacles life has become;
To unify and thereby rest
Divisive human trials and tests?
Yes, "Whys" should keep us up at night
For they explain the "Wrongs" and "Rights"
Of our existence here on Earth;
Our Souls grip on eternal worth.
Yes, we can argue lesser quests -
The hows and whens and all the rest.
But "Whys" are what it's all about;
Both "old" and "new" - without a doubt.
In My Dappled Dream I Saw You
In my dappled dream I saw you,
Your shimmering ghost, young again,
As we were, when soft flares hid your brown legs,
There, in the warm April shadows, us
Astride an old beach blanket on the grass of Corona.
1971 was sensational when we were 19 years old;
We held each other like lovers afoul in the neutral shade,
And kissed deeply there, as ants found crumbs of cookies,
Laid there by swishing palms in the dishonest sunlight.
Oh lady, it was madness most discrete, indeed,
behind the boyfriend’s back, miles away to the east;
You found new passions in our discretions there,
You delivered moist messages with muted giggles there.
Oh lady, you were wildly untrue to him that day!
Rolling as young leopards at play,
Our lips found its prey with mindless precision,
There, in the afternoon spectacle of leering light,
Of young lovers deliberately cheating,
Tendering desperate embraces in the perfumed shadows.
Because I love her,
I will work with zeal;
I will be the breadwinner,
Doing the job so well.
Because I love her,
I'll be loyal and kind;
Ignoring temptation,
Never leave her behind.
Because I love her,
I won't hurt her feelings;
I won't be cruel and brutal,
I shall never cause her pain.
Because I love her,
I will give her no harm;
I'll make and let her feel
My embrace sweet and warm.
Because I love her,
She deserves due respect;
I'll understand her fault,
For no one is born perfect.
Because I love her,
I don't want her getting tired;
I'll help her carry the load,
Since time has not expired.
Because I love her,
I'll protect her all the time;
I'll keep her safe and sound,
With security so prime.
Because I love her,
Hers are small discretions;
So I will make it sure,
There'll be no big decisions.
Willing to offer sacrifice,
Even if I succumb to wear and tear;
I'll go with her to a grocery store,
Because I love her.
*Image of Loving One More by NS.
A Second Please
Aesthete equip upkeep spade, trowel, and watering pail,
Balters out freely, gagging unwantable, grit travail,
Chrysalism advents the righteous eyes and elaborates,
Dulcet forgivings a moment's lapse and recuperates,
Euphoria occasions the receptive hearts embrace,
Felicity's steadies champion the winner's showcase,
Gossamer delicate filter fuses genteel gazes,
Harmonize the Gospel's prophetic parallel phrases,
Iridescence spellbinds above looks and lost impressions,
Justifiable step courses the upright's discretions,
Kindheartedness inherently effectuates the blest,
Lissomeness affects the civilized privileged expressed,
Mellifluous genteel everflowing enterprises,
Nascent origins destined promise epitomizes,
Opportunity avails the well-intent fruition,
Pristine presents its presence post sadden sky emission,
Quintessential innates encryption of a paragon,
Resplendence fashionably enriches the noumenon,
Serendipity ventures impulsive ones they're future,
Tendril's tenacious virility thriving to assure,
Ubiquitously an omnipresence or internet,
Vagary ideals grant causality silhouette,
Woolgathering mulls the lowly, awakes the enlightened,
Xenodochy's hotel's hospitality meets heightened,
Yesteryear traces memories, remembrance reverses,
Zenith's a second, in Abecedarian verses.
2022 August 28
*HMS; 14 syllables per 26 lines.