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"Don't Quit Your Daydream,"
I heard muffled
through the thick marshmallow.
Not quite awake,
I descended down the never sticky gummy ladder,
Never sticky,
Always smooth and gleaming.
Sunflower Jackhouse was still
Monitoring the monkey responses.
"Did someone call for me?"
I asked him rubbing my forehead,
Though when I saw my hand
It was on my belly.
"You look hungry, Titus," said Sunflower.
"My brother's name is Titus," I responded,
Taking my hand off my belly
And placing it on the feathered
Back of a purple flamingo that
Was just suddenly there.
"Don't quit your daydream, Titus," said Sunflower
Slyly sliding me a coupla tuna melt sliders.
"It was you," I said taking the plate.
Sunflower switched a few switches on the monkey board,
Smirked and looked back at me saying:
"Now we all become stars."
And then BOOM!
Gunfire blasts as chiseled arms and legs
begin to rotate
Getting out and kicking is the key, one
mustn't hesitate
My leg is ALL mine to run and for me to
consume total control
I must run freely and fearlessly, I must
dig deep down within the depths of my
soul
Running this race isn't about selfish pride
and egoistic glory
It's about being true, doing my part and
running so that we all may get the victory
Yes! I must be careful and ready when
the baton is passed my way
My grip must be tight, my mind focused and
my heart in it for there mustn't be any
delay
I must receive, own and hone my leg like a
true winner
If I do otherwise, then all the work done before me
will mean nothing. The headlines will read,
"LOSER"
When my leg is done, I must do the right thing
and pass the baton
A carefully administered hand-off to my teammate,
just a token of unity... an attempt to cross the finish
line as ONE
THE GAME
Here's to the game
of men and their ball.
The helmeted warriors
of winter and fall.
They Explode off of the line
with a thunderous crack.
Standing men up,
and pushing them back.
stuffing the run,
or making the sack.
Sideline to Sideline
down field and back.
He knows when to cover
and when to attack.
Setting the standard,
The leader of the pack.
Shutting down rivals
in zone or in man.
Closing the distance,
he can't be outran.
Picking it off and
changing game plans.
Taking the hand off,
this thoroughbred steed.
Advancing position
with power and speed
Juke, spin, and jump cut,
he'll get what you need.
They sprint down the field.
At incredible paces
grabbing bombs from the air,
and the tips of shoe laces.
Battling in mid air,
like dogfighting aces.
Calling the signals.
Oposition to read.
His arms is a cannon,
preparation his creed.
The smartest of athletes
with a talent to lead.
Engaging attackers,
and forging of holes.
A team within a team,
with a singular goal.
Protecting their leader.
The heart and the soul.
In heat, snow, or rain,
through blood, sweat, and tears,
they play through the pain,
and attack without fear.
For their city, their fans,
their brothers, their name,
most important of all,
for love of the game.
With prowess and grit
they give it their all,
for the ultimate honor,
enshrined in the hall.
I must hang a “Do not Disturb” sign
On the door of my heart.
DO NOT DISTURB!
My heart is troubled enough as it is.
Do not disturb.
Oh please...just walk on by
The resident inside
Is in an induced blissful sleep
Do not disturb her slumber
for perhaps.....
in her solitude...
She has found her haven.
Do not disturb!
Do not disturb her...
With your lies
With your alibis
With your flattery
With your mockery
With your demands
With your commands
Do not disturb
DO NOT DISTURB!....
Sh......
Hush now....
Take your hand off the latch
Tread softly
For I wish to sleep
And not to weep
Do not Disturb...
All is peace within
To disturb is a sin
I’ve found my sanctuary
Safe from harm
And deceptive charm
Let me be...
Do not disturb
Do NOT disturb
My heart is in recovery!
Ripped the letters off my skin
and s
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________r________________e________d
them on
the convulsing page
Tolerate the ones i notice
never imagined to manage
Loser
Yes sir
kinda be kind
Shouldn't be sound of ear
if you don't mind
i will get to the point
insignificant when i close my eyes
sent my lover a bag off bees legs
She thought it was the bees knees
Relatively bled
if someone where to snatch my hand off
i couldn't give it to them
point to my flaws
inventing the clause
sell my soul to be the devil
Gods omnipotence i belittle
little are my thoughts of you..
A toast to forever before the end
Raise your glass to love because it really exists even after a broken heart has cried
Let your thoughts blend with the music and your feet get carried away with the beat,
Dance the night away and sing like nobody is there
Tonight, drinks are on me and I hope we remember enough to not forgot that special moment,
Every night has that unforgettable pause in time when one captures a special feeling and is able to hold it warmly in the mind
I haven’t had one drink but I’m still drunk, intoxicated from love and it’s not toxic this time
I like my space but I’d share my galaxy with you
I like my space my space but I don’t mind if my words slur or run all together with you
This is a good kind of anxiety
Talking about drinks did someone slip something in my tea?
Not much of a drinker but her love is on the rocks from a dirty past
And I’m an alcoholic just trying not to make those tense emotions in the future
She’s falling from the rocks but I’ll swim to her rescue
I’m drunk, a drunk superhero, no guns needed my hand never cocked
I know you’ve given me a few shots, but this one is the game winner and I’m so clutch
When we go out, I’m masculine enough to hold your clutch
Let’s shift gears and turn up, take your hand off the clutch
This day will only happen once
Upon a time, you be the queen and I’ll be your king
No drinks at the wedding because it was way too expensive
No drinks at the wedding because her love is expensive
I’m forever in her debt
No drinks at the wedding but I’m drunk swimming through our love story depths
We may be off balance at times but you always get us back on track
No need to race to the end, lets move in slow motion from the back
All the way to whatever the future holds
Your hand I’ll forever hold
Don’t drink much but tonight the celebration is bold
p.s. don’t drink much but I’ll have another cup of your love…
With the hot summer sun beating down,
leaving blisters on our necks and back.
Walking through those swift murky currents,
just you‘n me, and a gunny sack.
Dipping our heads below the surface,
searching for a fish’s hidden den.
With nimble fingers probing into holes,
hoping to find the catfish within.
Perhaps a green and slick-skinned bullhead,
maybe a flathead or channel cat.
Can't waste any time on carp or drum,
or some other junky fish like that.
One hand slowly slides into the hole,
until it latches on to something.
You hope it's a fish and nothing else,
that might decide to bite, claw, or sting.
I know all about them noodling tales,
and that how a few of them are right.
Like them snapping turtles so dern big,
could take my hand off with just one bite.
Or them spear nosed alligator gars,
with needle teeth all along their snout.
Or fish nearly as long as a man,
that can drown you without any doubt.
While poking around under some rocks,
just might be where a cotton mouth hides.
So you never go noodlin’ alone,
always have a good friend by your side.
Heard ‘bout a boy crawled into a hole,
to put his rope through a fish's gill.
They found his head two miles down the creek,
and they’re looking for his body still.
If it sounds a little dangerous,
on that I certainly will confirm.
But you know them big grandaddy fish,
ain't gonna bite on no itty-bitty worm.
Falling, I don't know what to do
Down the lane, all thoughts sink
Traveling through my own blue
Coming, I feel Thy eyes' jot blink
You give me a hand in my hand
All thoughts give way, blue brand
Your hand never let go
While I was led astray
By hustles years ago
My hand, off as prey
Never see You coming
Despite my shortcoming
Listening to the rays of Thy eyes light
I thought everyone has just said goodbye
Shining gradually brighter triggers fright
Happy yet couldn't lift my stiffed thigh
You give me a hand in my hand oh Lord
All thoughts give way, blue brand sword
Your hand never let go
While I was led astray
By hustles years ago
My hand, off as prey
Never see You coming
Despite my shortcoming
Selecting, I think new to brighten up life
Of certainty is no assurance like change
Constant to check out on one cum strife
Forestalling discipline if by chance estrange
You give me a hand in my hand dear Sir
All thoughts give way, blue brand demur
Your hand never let go
While I was led astray
By hustles years ago
My hand, off as prey
Never see You coming
Despite my shortcoming
Speaking to the test of time cum faith
I beseech grace to accompany my vow
Cos I am a young man toting interfaith
How will I get my place to labor one bow?
Give me a hand in my hand to hold
Before one, that I can stand so bold
Your hand never let go
While I was led astray
By hustles years ago
My hand, off as prey
Never see You coming
Despite my shortcoming
Trying, I have tried to flee many a time
Away from the memory of past belief
Either cool or warm to bury tough crime
Then Clean my house with Joshua's relief
Give me a hand in my hand off sorrow
Before one, that I can stand tomorrow
Your hand never let go
While I was led astray
By hustles years ago
My hand, off as prey
Never see You coming
Despite my shortcoming
Reading out my account on your way
I sensed the night had overtaken light
Either true or false, morning now pay
Darkness hugely to shine out of plight
Give me a hand in my hand cum trouble
Before one, that I can stand to bubble
Your hand never let go
While I was led astray
By hustles years ago
My hand, off as prey
Never see You coming
Despite my shortcoming
Bugger
17th July 2015
Last night my missus gave me some oysters for tea
Was I in for a night of rip snorting whoopee?
I showered and shaved trying to smell like a stud
Her half dozen oysters must have all of been duds.
Things were desperate so I engaged in foreplay
What old men do when they want a roll in the hay
I groveled I pleaded, even whined like a dog
But for all of my efforts all I got was a snog.
So should she ever give me a little blue pill
I now know it sure won’t be for an evening of thrill.
Her response
So you’re disappointed
That all you got was just a snog
How about make an effort
Stop smelling like grog
I don’t care for begging,
And sexual wee stirrings
Have a shave and a shower,
That'll start me concurring.
Now take your hand off my breast,
Just help me cook the kids tea
Grab the vacuum, do the house,
That’ll be enough foreplay for me
Hang out the washing,
Then feed the pets.
Do homework with the kids
Please now go make the beds,
Scrub all the pots,
Make sure you do the lids
Thank you my dear,
Your help was just great,
It's nice just not to nag
What! What do you mean?
You’re too tired for a shag?
28th September
Silent One's Competition
In response to my first poem
My eyelids droop my head begins to nod
I am struggling hard to stay awake
On a long drive in the pouring rain
I feel I am being hypnotized
I am struggling hard to stay awake
I turn the air conditioning on full blast
I feel like I am being hypnotized
I will just close my eyes for a moment
I turn the air conditioning on full blast
Taking my hand off the wheel I slap my face
I will just close my eyes for a moment
As my car drifts I awake with a start
Taking my hand off the wheel I slap my face
I must be mad yet I need to get home
As my car drifts I awake with a start
I am no longer traveling on the road
I must be mad yet I need to get home
The car is now beyond my control
I am no longer traveling on the road
In this moment there are no more choices
The car is now beyond my control
On a long drive in the pouring rain
In this moment there are no more choices
My eyelids droop my head begins to nod
On a long drive in the pouring rain
My life blood pours from my veins
My eyelids droop my head begins to nod
My life slowly yet quickly ebbs away