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Written a ton of poems
Many of them silly, many about love
Have decades of experience
But the love I'm feeling now
Surpasses any I have ever experienced before
In my whole entire life
Free of encumbrances or prejudices
Finally able to just let the love flow
And where it stops, is where it stops
My heart explodes with excitement
The thought that after all these many years
I have finally found the one
That special someone with the heart of an angel
The soul of the most precious being
I have ever had the pleasure to know
I call her my love, my absolute treasure
I'm on top of love's mountain
Way up high feeling the fresh waves of love
Engulf me with a rapture sublime
Writing poetry brings out my deepest feelings
Feelings I have never ever felt before
Even after all these many years
At 89, I'm still learning how to love
Honey...
Yes, dear.
When a woman and a man get married,
why does the woman traditionally stand on the man's left,
rather than his right?
Most men are LeftBrain right hand dominant.
So they're used to keeping that hand free
of unfortunate encumbrances.
You're not very nice.
That couldn't possibly be right,
or left, for that matter.
More likely they keep it free to take care of themselves
especially if they're getting married for the first time.
Or the second, or the third...
But, how is that different from what I said?
So, when two guys or two women get married,
how do they know which one stands on the left
and which is on the right?
Maybe they flip a coin.
Would heads, then, stand on the right
and tails on the left?
Honey,
why do you think I would have the first clue?
Honestly, I suspect it has taken them so long
for us to be OK about how they lie down together
that nobody, except you, is yet even wondering
how we should stand up together.
Written a ton of poems
Many of them silly, many about love
Have decades of experience
But the love I'm feeling now
Surpasses any I have ever experienced before
In my whole entire life
Free of encumbrances or prejudices
Finally able to just let the love flow
And where it stops, is where it stops
My heart explodes with excitement
The thought that after all these many years
I have finally found the one
That special someone with the heart of an angel
The soul of the most precious being
I have ever had the exquisite pleasure to know
I call her my love, my absolute treasure
I'm on top of love's mountain
Way up high feeling the fresh waves of love
Engulf me with a rapture sublime
Writing poetry brings out my deepest feelings
Feelings I have never ever felt before
Even after all these many years
I am still learning how to love
to wend through golden grasses of my past
with chill winds at my back from o'er the hill
oh how I wish the glow of spring would last
thus far behind me stands that boy, miscast
while just a jester, much too bright and shrill
to wend through golden grasses of my past
the latter lad, thus pressed to love too fast
so saved his heart to burnish, soft and still
oh how I wish the glow of spring would last
he stumbled into manhood, loves amassed
with wisdom gained from tragedy and thrill
to wend through golden grasses of my past
encumbrances and burdens grew too vast
while finding warmth in darkness and a pill
oh how I wish the glow of spring would last
so now I cross the fields of time, steadfast
renewed with all the love one heart can will
to wend through golden grasses of my past
oh how I wish the glow of spring would last.
Iron Balloons Concrete Skies
(PART 1)
Florescent plants fill up the planet in green light
The gigantic world found us before we found it
Colliding, taking our ship by tonnage to the surface vast and wide
Strong gravity powered by shear mass that dragged us down
Ten billion light years from our home, simply to explore
Out there to investigate the void
Memory succumbed by encumbrances of weight
Crushed thoughts by pressure grave embraced
The crew senses loads intense, alien in nature
Landscapes fade into black open space
Cast against a backdrop dotted, twinkling white
So far away the tiny lights go out of sight still fixed in place
No sun or moon to fill in the surrounding emptiness
Space explorers hover in the artificial rocket light
Release submersible submarines in dark
To reach the surface of the alien sea
Night springs eternal heavy on the shore
Trees of liquid mass punctuate the distances
Tall on horizons belly swaying pink with fluids
Yellow translucent branches dip into the atmosphere
Touched sticky, viscous, stretched to their limits
Limbs distorted long in elasticity bounce back to shape
Laws of nature break from too much weight
As strong and thick as this planet seems to be created
Light does not escape from black hole pressure
Planets pull apart one segment at a time to their own fate
Infinity looks on a foreign veranda strange
Wide visions on the vista compromised
As far as the eye can see
Fathomed, reflected on, in the absence of dusk and dawns
On enormous lands looking gigantic on the cosmic storms
On stars born that stay alive as best they can
Cast against a black backdrop far away
Dotted, twinkling white
So far away the tiny lights go on into forever faded
Soft buttered views below the solid alien ocean emerge
Clouded sights of sinking submarines appear
Permitted to be discovered by visitors but not touched
(Part 2 of this poem follows on next post)
take my outstretched hand,
follow me d
o
w
n...
to a place
of beauty and happiness
that no one else knows.
in this world of infinite madness,
turned upside down,
nothing makes sense.
let's spirit away
from here, now...
yes, come with me, my true.
where we're going
we'll make a loaf
out of crumbs of chaos
that is life, as is.
j e t t i s o n,
all that you carry,
your gnawing quotidian troubles,
shake loose the monkey on your back,
elephantine encumbrances,
mentally and spiritually,
weighing you down.
after all the deafening noise
of hustle and bustle,
after a mighty-long day
of slaying a thousand or more
internal dragons
that left you feeling
cut down to size.
I know a place of peace
to refuel you moribund fire,
to blink yourself away
without tossing and turning.
when you rise at dawn,
you do not complain
about the forces against you.
you don't argue with any fool,
you don't fight a single monster.
seraphs strum their harps
as we foxtrot in the rain
and sing in the sunshine.
there is a place in my heart;
through a secret gateway, you enter...
a safe space
meant just for thee...
walk right in, anytime
and repose comfortably
with yours truly.
Biological copulation draws Easter egg,
fecund gooey glommed gametes
heralding zygote
(adroit bitcoin currency)
describing extemporaneous fusion
generate hormonal influx
juices kickstarting life manifold
natural occurrence pregnancy quilts
rudimentary secrete tapestry
until vicar wizard yields
zealous adorable biological concatenation,
derivative extrapolated filigreed
Gonads heft, induce jointly knotted linkedin MineCraft
nascent occurrence
presaging quintessential reproduction, sharing third trimester,
umbilical venerated womb
yawping zee amazing baby, credit deoxyribonucleic acid,
enigma fantastically grand
husband injected jetted klatch, leaving microscopic nothings,
opportunistically pierced quarters, readied shutterfly trap,
uterus vibrantly welded
* * * * * * * * *
yoked zappa bun, cooked definitive enchilada,
formula generations hardy
induced jimmied kin, labored maternal newborn, one pricked queue,
randiness spurred testes ubiquitously, voyaged whimpering yelper
thence subjected to the royal treatment
whence reality inundates the full term offspring
upon a lifelong journey (initially as a foreigner sans in utero),
but willfulness viz life source secures survivor
against the pinging peccadilloes
learning by trial and error to iron out kinks
as one among the human league
since the modus operandi to transcend encumbrances
triggers built in impetus
to traverse poet tent shill pitfalls along
space/time continuum trajectory
which adversity only serves to net greater strength
since that instantaneous and spontaneous bitmap
encoded upon conception.
Form:
Words That Inspire Me
By Miracle Man
3/7/2020
Obstacles were not intended to be stop signs,
but encumbrances to induce thought
Character, is displayed by continuance beyond
where others thought we’d finish
Think of words as arrows;
Once a poison arrow has left its quiver, there remains time,
but once released from the bowstring,
there remains only remorse.
Our legacy will be measured by what we brought to the table,
not in what we carried away.
Don’t let pride hinder help,
A solitary spoke won’t hold up a wheel!
And a lonely life is a kissing cousin
To a fisherman’s empty creel.
The Inevitable Elements
No prestidigitation, clairvoyance, or incredulous miracle
Can stave off that which is inevitable
Encumbrances of the day with vicissitude in decay
Pray on dramatic soliloquy born to die
We praise element 117 ununseptium discovered today. (Fact)
Like a chimerical era gone by, which seems almost sui genres
Yet not so unique in the comical sense of life and meaning
Encumbrances of discovery of the day seem mundane in the light of day
Colloquial to some not in or of that disposed nature
To understand that which is and is not the truth
The periodic table grows in numbers
We forge on in the dark of days
And pray that the inevitable stays in play
As ubiquitous and sane as ever
(Dedicated to those who have found true love
for the very first time)
Written a ton of poems
Many of them silly, many about love
Have decades of experience
But the love I'm feeling now
Surpasses any I have ever experienced before
In my whole entire life
Free of encumbrances or prejudices
Finally able to just let the love flow
And where it stops, is where it stops
My heart explodes with excitement
The thought that after all these many years
I have finally found the one
That special someone with the heart of an angel
The soul of the most precious being
I have ever had the exquisite pleasure to know
I call her my love, my absolute treasure
I'm on top of love's mountain
Way up high feeling the fresh waves of love
Engulf me with a rapture sublime
Writing poetry brings out my deepest feelings
Feelings I have never ever felt before
Even after all these many years
I am still learning how to love
© Jack Ellison 2014