Long Erica Poems

This is meant to be a manual, a set of sober instruction
that you can use, once you get past this lengthy introduction,
as a “how to” for learning to feel what it feels like when you...

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What happened to my sex drive?

(sung – in a round pussy willow warble - to the tune of -- 
Oh Where Oh Where has my little dog gone).

Once pronounced libido of mine 
took kamikaze nose...

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“Some people are like shooting stars. They burst through our lives in a spectacular arc, but they don't stay long. They just leave a trail.” - Erica Orloff, Illuminated

Stars doubt the night
Will the moon be...

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i want to write a poem for the women on brown street, 
the ones who work at the diner i go to every sunday with my parents,
the ones who keep the dulled butter knives hidden...

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 Let me tell you about, this girl I know,
      that has a heart colder than snow.
She live's the life of the street's,
that's all she know's, that's all she could...

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‘Twas the night before Christmas, and forgive me for saying
that I hated the music grandpa’s record player was playing. 
It was from the forties as if I should be rumba swaying.
So I ran to the...

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I see in the world, still today hate, racism, and discrimination.
We're supposed to work together under one nation.
I'll never understand how people can judge by skin color, orientation, or beliefs.
I hope one day everyone that...

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Growing up with a family, in a town very small
Learning to live life to it’s fullest, even if I never had it all
It may not of been a place, where everyone wanted to be
But it...

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Little Michael’s Birthday Poem:
Once more permit me Erica, for this I cannot resist,
On relating to matters of –“little Michael’s party list”.
Although you anguish and spend hours in your toil,
Whatever you chose for him, his party...

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An Apache pilot once sought for a treasure
In booze, in fun
Sampling leisure and pleasure
Until an Apache chopper gun  

In his attentive ears whispered
Enjoining him to a wound-prone warfront to go
Where the gun the pilot...

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I'm sensing something familiar as a lost memory
coming back and revealing itself in realistic form;
glancing at the rose-covered gate without a worm,
it looks different, somewhat newer; its color was gray
and roses that now cling weren't...

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As Erica fought for her liberty
She be truly began to see
What life would be like for her
But her troubles only got rougher
As she grew and claimed more 
She often left others broken and sore
She destroyed...

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It has been a long wait,
Longer but reached 
The battle that enemy started 
Was nailed perpendicularly 
With our lovely Princess!

Long, long ago!
A dream was conventional 
To quench the burning stick
Nicknamed national quizzes 
But resources and...

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The insatiable passion 
inside our blood, out of control,
flowed quicker than a waterfall...
made us profoundly intense;
that determination, not to waste moments,
was affirmed by our earnest intention!

Where will I find pretty Monica?
She can't be replaced by...

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In that late August morning
millions of eyes were crying
for the death of their king...
they longed for his voice that was beyond thrilling!
Elvis' life suddenly ended in an unexpected tragedy;
nobody can say it was folly! 

A...

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I have found my reason why,
The thought of it makes me want to cry,
It wasn’t for the attention,
Or to keep me from leaving,
It is the pain and trauma,
I buried down under,
I have come to hate...

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You called out of the deep blue sky
When twilight was running from the night
Woke me from a fitful sleep
On the verge of dreams
Could this be reality
All the times you wonder in to my mind
When real...

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Greeting Angels

Caylee, are you listening? 
I just wanted you to know
that we prayed that you’d get justice 
but I guess it won’t be so.
And I wondered if you met Tesslynn 
when you reached that heavenly...

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“We will not be lifetime travelers.”
	-- Inventing My Life, Erica Jong

No, my love, we will not last forever.
Sunrises fade into noon,
as a perfect day ends in purple sunset.
Icicles melt, dripping into dirty puddles.
Summers end, students...

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Out of This World

I dream
Of an outer-space galaxy
An incredible parallel universe
For only you and me
I spread my wings and soar
Come, the stars wont let us fall
Please come join me
Only you can break down this wall


Well...

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I've never been a mean girl.
It's simply not my style.
But every fault I find in him,
Makes me want to smile.

I giggle when he flounders,
When he gets caught, in another lie
It makes my day so see...

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** This poem is in memory of Dawn Hochsprung, the former principal of Sandy Hook. Dawn died trying to protect teachers and students from the gunman. Dawn was a caring, selfless person, who wrote letters...

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Kids are clearly seen through their sheer innocence,
and giving a kiss is a spontaneous gesture
they return without any expectations and there's no malice
in that, or need for engaging in adventure.



How do they learn to express...

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She was my first true lover
our love was as an outlaw
not adhering to any set of rules
in the age of free love, we loved for free...

From German Town she came
coming to triumph over the sun
in...

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Oh, aren't they grand 
Love comes dancing 
hand in hand 

Bowing to each other
Fluttering lashes all around 
From the yoke of sensual bondage 

You leave me wanting more 
Needing drops of grace to save me
The...

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