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I was trying to hesitate
From going on a blind date
But my friends took the lead
Saying it's just what I need
My love life's been in a spin
My heart always pulling in
When I saw someone was getting
Way too close I was not letting
My emotions run too wild
I became so weak and mild
Since my life has always been
A trampoline for all the men
That's been bouncing in and out
True love I knew nothing about
Every time I tried to feel
Something so precious and real
They would go and not come back
My heart always felt the smack
Of another door slammed shut
Never knowing why or what
I keep repelling them away
Why can't just one of them stay
Longer than a month or so
With no reason they must go
So when my friends said they knew
Someone faithful and so true
It was hard believing such
A man would not hurt me as much
Like everyone else has done
Always being on the run
My courage and faith was thin
Trying to find love again
But I sat down so politely
But my heart was treading lightly
Hours of talking went by
I was trying not to cry
Hearing him tell tales of
Being left by those he loved
It was like he was my clone
Left so stranded and alone
We just stared and couldn't speak
As tears rolled down both our cheeks
Knowing it was destiny
For both of us here to be
Fixed up with another heart
That's been broken all apart
Ever notice silly signs some businesses put up?
Like braille upon the restroom door and drive through banks fixed up,
In case a blind man happens by driving his brand new car,
And wants to use the ATM, they've gone a little far.
How can they read the braille if the way they cannot see?
If driving they use dog or cane or wrap around a tree.
I never saw a blind man drive or inch along a wall,
Looking for a restroom sign in restraunt, bar or mall;
And what's up with these crazy laws they're passing now I see?
A misdemeanor gets you jailed while criminals walk free.
I'm telling you the times have changed, things ain't the way they was.
Folks used to smile and show respect but not no more becuz,
They don't know where you're coming from, they don't know where you've been.
Right is wrong and wrong is right, they're trying to blend in.
I'm tired of trying to blend in, stand in my own defense.
Why can't the laws be like before and show some common sense.
From thee over-ewesed too letter word 'up' wee get a lot of mileage.
It has moor meanings than any other word inn thee English language.
Without reelizing it wee weave it intwo hour daily conversashuns,
Oratshuns, knowtashuns, quotashuns, summashuns and exhortashuns!
Wee pier 'up' at thee sky butt it makes know cents two say wake 'up'!
At a meating if a topic comes 'up' wee mae bee asked two speak 'up'!
Politicians ar 'up' four election and beefour exercising wee warm 'up'!
People tend two stir 'up' trouble and wee panic when a drain plugs 'up'!
She gets gussied 'up' fore a knight out and he drives bye two pick her 'up'!
Gluttons work 'up' an appetite, gorge themselves and then throw 'up'!
Wee drive a pick 'up' and if it gets rear-anded wee get it fixed 'up'!
Wee lock 'up' thee house, cover 'up' hour tracks and make excuses 'up'!
Mom dusts 'up' thee room, warms 'up' leftovers and cleans thee kitchen 'up'!
When it reigns it clouds 'up' and when thee son comes out it clears 'up'!
When it reigns it soaks 'up' thee earth and if it doesn't reign things dry 'up'!
A joke cracks ewe 'up'. If things don't go write, yore dey's awl screwed 'up'!
Stores ar opened 'up' inn thee mourning and at knight they ar closed 'up'!
Ewe use thee dictionary two look 'up' words if there meaning is mixed 'up'!
If ewe ar 'up' two it yew mite try two think 'up' moor weighs of using 'up'!
Butt four now my time is 'up' sew eye'll shut 'up' and rap this thing 'up'!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
© All Rights Reserved
Tommy Tortoise was so lonely and looking for romance
His feet were large and plodding but he’d love the chance to dance
He sees a sign for line dancing
The thought of this made his heart sing
Tommy slowly crept into the hall
People were dancing so he watched them swing
But sitting in a corner was a lady tortoise looking sad
Tommy went over to her, she smiled and then looked glad
They chatted for a while and it was very plain to see
That their dancing days were simply not meant to be
Arm in arm they plodded off and fixed up another date
Now Tommy is no longer looking because he’s found his soul mate
Jan Allison
17th July 2014
One of three poems written for Animals Alive Contest
this poem has not been submitted
I’m going to possess you as I undress you
Peel away every other dream
Layers of broken promises
That cover your heart
Fall to the floor
There with your shirt
Discarded they lie
Crumpled
I unbuckle your belt
That binds
The failed romance
I pull away from your being
In my firm grip
Suspended in space
For a time
Enough for you to see
My relish as I let it drop
With eyes fixed up at you
I unbutton each inhibition
That keeps your tenderness
concealed
Forcing the covering down to the ground
Helping you kick it away
As I reach for what you hide
There inside
I uncover your strength
Now evident, seen
I take possession of you
Bit by bit
As I take you in
And push out every other thought
Of anyone you ever sought
I....take....possession
Yes!
Keep your eyes WIDE OPEN
Don’t think
Don’t blink
I’m here
Look at me
LOOK AT.....ME!
In my eyes
No lies
No disguise
I mesmerize
Hypnotize
Make you VISUALIZE
ME
My flowing back hair
Your only true covering
All you'll need
I feed
Feel me take control
Body, mind, and yes….I'll take your soul
As I devour you whole
I nibble and taste
Not a bit of haste
Hearing you beg and plead
In need
Now….
yes….now...
F~**R~**E~**E~**D*****
FREED!!!!
And I sigh
Satisfied
I see you crumple
As down you lie
Depleted of self
Depleted of her
Depleted of everything
Everything but me
P O S S E S S E D!
Eileen Manassian Ghali
POLITICALLY CORRECT
Ever notice silly signs,
Some businesses put up?
Like braille upon the restroom door,
And drive through banks fixed up,
In case a blind man happens by,
Driving his brand new car,
And wants to use the ATM,
They've gone a little far.
How can they read the braille,
If the way they cannot see?
If driving they use dog or cane,
Or wrap around a tree.
I never saw a blind man drive,
Or inch along a wall,
Looking for a restroom sign,
In restraunt, bar or mall;
And what's up with these crazy laws,
They're passing now, I see?
A misdemeanor gets you jailed,
While criminals walk free.
I'm telling you the times have changed,
Things ain't the way they was.
Folks used to smile and show respect,
But not no more becuz,
They don't know where you're comin' from,
They don't know where you've been,
Right is wrong and wrong is right,
They're trying to blend in.
I'm tired of trying to blend in,
Stand in my own defense,
Why can't the laws be like before,
And just use common sense?
Judy Ball
Form:
Help me relax please...I am shaking like crazy
Hope I keep track of my many goals in life
Calm me down...I want to float like a daisy
Coping with these emotions with family strife
Ease my mind from worries and set my heart free
Hanging on to the rope of my life stressors wearily
In the palm of my quivering hands is the fear of rejection...my fate is to be one with my affectionate heart
Sloping downwards like a snowball in the frosty hill, spiraling in many directions...it’s a freezing work of art
I am as precious and treasurable as a diamond in the cave
You’re as gracious as the flawless sunlight that shines so brave
Please set my soaring spirit aflame and let the ocean’s waves blow
Embrace the breeze of at-ease and let go of the shame...let it all go
Show me your genuine glow of delight
Illuminate me with your joy, not your fright
Throw at me your inspirational imagination from on high that shimmers aglow
I promise that I will never let you go, but I’m going to love myself and let it all go
My serentiy inside me lights up my mind of a million embers, yet still unsure
My anxiety doesn’t kick in as much as it did before as I clearly remember
I was uncertain of your train of thought towards me and its destination thereof...I wish I can be your peaceable dove
I am trying to understand what went wrong in our lives of vain pleasures, which brings us detrimental, dangerous love
Help me relax please...I am burning away the pain
Hope I keep track of my many ups and downs in my brain
Calm me down...I have been shook up and insane
Coping with the aftershocks of my family strife once again
I’ll just let it all go
Let it all go
Let’s go and be one with the sunlit moon’s glow, you know?
I’ll just let it all go
Let it all go
Let’s go and be one with the blessed breeze and its brilliant blow
I figured out that my doubts and worries
Will be fixed up and mended with ease
As long as we let it all go...
As long as I let it all go...
Let the garden of hope and love grow as long as I nourish and flourish the seeds of His knowledge
And I will keep track of my many goals I have in mind without my fears and miseries, pushing me to the edge
All the negativity in life - let it all go
All the darksome strife - let it all go
I was pretty cranky when my spanky new bike was janky.
The frame was too short for my body, too tall and lanky.
The tires too fat, too hard to push up boggy maintain trails.
The deal I got clearly a lemon janky, all wrapped in hanky-panky.
The bike looked so nice out of the box, its chrome frame so glint and shiny.
The first sign of trouble was rust on the chain, which made me angry.
Squirts of oil needed on chain and axles, to make pedaling smooth.
Front and rear nuts needed tightening, else wheel retention was dicey.
I set off for ride, bike all fixed up and ship-shaped I hoped,
but the brakes did not work when handle grips I groped,
Disaster averted, just in nick of time, by dragging my feet on ground.
The handle bars were loose, the seat too nippy on bum, but some how I coped.
Back home from first ride, mad as hell, I swore I would return the heap of junk,
I found the guarantee and read the fine print, but my hopes were sunk
when I read that the bike could only be returned to get full refund,if never ridden!
So I’m stuck with my Jekyll janky skunk of a bike, deal a flunk, ego shrunk.
I always feel a twinge of anger,
a truck load of guilt,
and a dash of sorrow
whenever I think of her
But mostly nothing at all
My guess is all those year of
cuts to the bone
ingrown toenails
and broken bones
weren't quite
stitched up,
fixed up
and set -
right
She used to hit a racquetball
against those grungy, white walls
until she felt like she was going to puke
And then she'd do it all over again
She could hear the rebukes
of her own self loathing
in the echoes of those four
towering walls encasing her.
It would only make her hit harder
And I don't mean just the balls
Her screams were deafening
as they traveled roundtrip,
back into her pounding head -
but her words don't make a sound
Just like when she was a kid
I don't think she could tell you
how many times she's felt it,
smelt it,
delt with its silent cry
She says sometimes she feels like a cloud -
strolling along a fixed path in the sky
only the wind knows it's destined to go -
with no will of her own
No one to really care
Just like when she was a kid
I always feel a twinge of anger,
a truck load of guilt,
and a dash of sorrow
whenever I think of her
But mostly nothing at all
Probably because I care too much
Yes, I do care.
We're going to make it
She may have lost hope,
But I am determined
Girls and guys should NEVER be
Fixated on someones beauty
They should look from inside out
To know what pretty's all about
Big blue eyes and a dark tan
Makeup in boxes and cans
Hair fixed up in different styles
High heels that can walk for miles
Stockings made of pretty lace
All these things are just a waste
That covers up what's in your heart
And that's where people need to start
Looking first and they will know
A persons true and inner glow
So please don't snub someone who isn't
All decked out like a nice present
They just might be someone who
Can be a special friend to you