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Premium Member Prehistoric Man

There are certain times in everyone's life
When we stop and sit there stunned
We meet this sweetie who blows us away
A totally unexpected someone

You find out things you never knew
Bout this person who blows your mind
A quality that's so infectious and sweet
It's head over heels defined

You're over the moon, as high as a kite
You are literally blown away
In love with a creature who's so amazing
They've no equal in any way

Your appetite's gone, your mind is mush
Don't know the time of the day
You're incoherent while talking to people
Can't decipher what you say

So it all comes down to love sweet love
With us for thousands of years
We all revert back to a prehistoric man
When that sweet sweet soul appears

© Jack Ellison 2013
Form: Quatrain


Sorrow Town

It’s hours after midnight
I’m as high as a kite tonight
It’s foggy outside – oh, what a sight
And you’re all alone, picking a fight
With the shadows and meadows of my mind’s eye
I’m on fire in your icy frame of mind I can’t deny

And I lost my train of thought 
All my efforts and struggles daily are all for naught
But, my terrible battles are fought
By the willpower and stoutness I got 

It’s hours after sunrise
There are tears of tension in your eyes
I don’t know why I cry
And I won’t let you die
I’m taking a break at the river’s bed today
I dry the tears away and I have no words to say

I’m walking down
Sorrow Town…Sorrow Town…
I’m talking aloud
In the crowd…in the crowd…

Isolation calls my name
It burned away my flame
It caught me victim like game
My spirits aren’t exactly tame

I’m caught in the shrouds of clouds
Where I silently scream
I also silently beam in low self-esteem

Whistling the blues 
Weeping in my muse
Sick of the constant abuse
Without the energy to search for hidden clues

I see straight lines in your eyes
After the lows, there are happy highs
I’m walking down Sorrow Town
And I’m going down, down, down
Till I can’t go any further
I’m going under for sure
I catch a glimpse of you in a blur
These tribulations I will endure
Form: Rhyme

You and I - Us

You and I - Us


I’m going to marry you someday real soon;
I’m going to take you around the world.
I’m going to show you Heaven beneath the Moon.
I am in love with You; I want you to always be My Girl.


We are going to fly so high!
That we will be as high as a kite;
Or a Condor flying out to catch a little sun.
Let us bask in the beautiful light.


Let us pray for some hope,
For a better tomorrow;
For a better day of sun,
To come out from underneath the clouds 
And bring back the fun.


I want you to be happy always;
Because I love to see the smile on your face.
Every beautiful day, I awake to your grace.
I thank every God ever imagined, for the Heaven you portray.


So kiss me quickly, before I am gone.
I ran so easily, when I thought you were The One.
She’s never going to marry and be faithful to a loser like me;
So goodbye my love and hope; hello ‘So Called Easy Street’.


No love for me?  Then no reason to live.
No problem for me?  Then what’s the point in me playing?
Mr. and Mrs. to the Nth degree;
Decree this decision to allow you to be free,
Is far from folly to me.


So marry me and stay forever faithful to our love;
Then I will be your husband always
And then we can forever remain as You and I – Us.


(C)2013 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
© Aa Harvey  Create an image from this poem.
Form:

The Natural High

The Natural High©

Long before there was an opium crisis 
And before we even heard of ISIS 

We too were looking for that hi(gh)
It might be at church and in the choir nearby

Or just to sing a ring a ling a ding
With our friends and neighbors we would bring

High as a kite had a different meaning
Ours was on a string in the sky; in and out it was weaving

Playing in the school yard
Did not require a security guard

Using a needle and taking a chance 
Sounds less fun than being at a school dance

Being out of it meant taking a seat during a game
Not your head in a cloud to stay sane

Glue was for art class and a lot of fun
Not for sniffing by anyone

A snort was something a horse did
Not a white powder up the nose to be rid 

An arm was for wrestling
Not a pin cushion for testing

We didn’t need a pill to chill
We thought life was enough of a thrill

A cocktail was a drink 
Not something that would make you shrink

A concoction was something you made up in class
Not a chemistry brew you grew

It just seems to me as I read this stuff
The natural high was good enough

Andreas Simic©
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Loves Cliche Coup

It was love at first sight
Thought of you every night
Can’t stop thinking of you
What am I gonna do?
Blinding love at first sight

It was love at first sight
me feeling high as a kite
Ah, but this too shall pass
searching for greener grass
Crazy love at first sight

(Chorus)
Head over heels into the unknown
Doomed to fail before true love’s seed sown
Loss of control by true love’s presidium
Love’s cliché coup (surrounded by idioms)
~ Blinding, crazy love at first sight

It was love at first sight
but not all black and white
If I throw caution to wind
will my life then upend?
Stormy love at first sight

It was love at first sight
Why am I so uptight?
Will i be lumped with fools,
An exception to rules?
Scary love at first sight

(Chorus)
Head over heels into the unknown
Doomed to fail before true love’s seed sown
Loss of control by true love’s presidium
Love's cliché coup (surrounded by idioms)
~ Stormy, scary love at first sight

It was love at first sight
Dizzying passage of rite
Love is blind at what cost?
Best to have loved then lost?
All’s fair in love at first sight

It was love at first sight
Can two wrongs make a right?
One plus one’s never two
when one’s heart isn’t true
Fickle love at first sight

(Chorus)
Head over heels into the unknown
Doomed to fail before true love’s seed sown
Loss of control by true love’s presidium
Love's cliché coup (surrounded by idioms)
~ All‘s fair in fickle love at first sight
© Mark Toney  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Lyric


Dear Me,

Its been a long time since she has felt free from this awry world  
God only knows she had every intention of being good and waiting for the 
pain to end, but dilly dally her she ran right into a pool of blood and then she died....
(Big eraser, smudged markings, tear stained pages, dirty white )  
She was lonely and didn't have anyone to talk to except her cat Pandora.  
Then one day P  died and she cried all night, outside in the cold until the 
moon took away her light and left her high as a kite;  
(Crunch of paper, balled fists, hair unpinned, another immaculate sheet ) 
I tried to tell her she had to hang on but the angels came banging at her bedroom door.  They in their frightful black cloaks and red neon eyes 
glaring at her and screaming, " come " 
(open window, frigid air, ice corpse, rolled eyes, still as a dice ) 
She tried to be a perfect girl for him but he took it all every single slice;   
If you are reading this note dear me, it means I died in that chalk dust pentagram I once drew.  As the last ember kissed the candle wax I must  
have accidently slipped out... 
(Ambulance sirens, hurried feet,  defibrillator paddles, badges, scissors, 
black shiny boots, friendly strangers, her?  me?       Silence )   
I'm so very sorry dear me don't cry I'm fine, it doesn't hurt anymore.     

October 2, 2021 
Sponsor	Silent One
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The order of a vitamin
Simply, life, a hair is for fun
Spoken worth, a willing shade to climb?
Into your lap, a wholer smile for any who would innocence

Spare me the details, in a cup of frequent spirits
High as a kite, with a reach to the stars, somewhere over the rainbow
I see your shared shall, if not the coolness of a remembered wit
Silver bells to come, an avidness of a problem we both know....

Toenails?
Simple rhythm of a bliss for ideology to bloom
Sakes without a created pain, to inform my clash with strength
Continue with a silent night, misery, promises to few, with soon

Could ink have an unexpected owe?
Silly accusations of windy deeds I have a saved repose
Lucky as this would seem, I have a question for adding a quiet mouse
Live and let live, or a sweet sincerity I should know, in the smile of a prose

Here goes kiddo...
Smile at the song of a fruity share, in a distant house
Walls of livid kindness, a God of asking a reason of a flower?
Lizards with a wisdom's tooth don't, promise us a spill of cleverness from Gods?

Lost Pieces

Flinging open the passenger door - I retreat
Deep behind my sinuses - I feel the sensation to weep
On and off all day and night - PTSD - I wanna cry
'Cause after 7.5 incredibly long and difficult years - just why?
How could you supposedly unwrap the condom and put it on?
Let alone sticking it in someone else after my faithfulness this long?
And then to follow-through and finish the entire adultery session
Then expect and force me to remain with you without a lesson?
You expect me to look the other way, forgive you, and give you chances?
While you're still betraying me with your dedication songs and fake dances
While you continue to effortlessly lie and have dark and shady secrets from me
Yet you claim I'm your witch - and it is my duty and purpose to set you free
You continue to humiliate, use, hate, and abuse me - like a pattern
You remain using me for a "below average" piece of ass - but it doesn't matter
Not only are you my longest, but you're the only one I've done right
Now you're popping me like a water balloon - from soaring me high as a kite
You came into my life, and launched my world into a diamond paradise
But you'll never be happy or satisfied with anyone - you're too easy to entice
It's easy to get you to believe some young, random hoe
And after all the betrayal you put me through - you expect us to flow
The guilt and sheer disgust would eat my soul alive if I ever would cheat
I couldn't do it without feeling slutty and dirty - openly or discreet
You're not understanding me when I say with cheating that I am done
I can't believe you'd even think to be that heartless - considering all you've done
I'm telling you in that moment, I felt all that love expell out of my body
The second my brain recognized it as downgrading - disgustingly naughty
Your ego will never allow us to masterfully work out our kinks
'Cause 7.5 years were snuffed out so quickly - when either of us blinks
I don't think that we can possibly repair the pieces this time
'Cause every day it haunts me that you even cheated - now you'll never be mine
Form: Rhyme

Dreamscape

My heart beats real fast
Your love is absolutely vast
Let's escape reality 
Dreams will set us free 

Run away from our doubts and anxiety
Together, we will go oh so far - don't worry
Keep an eye on serenity's hold
Soon, we will be the price of gold

Our lives are living a dreamscape
Sometimes, we can get out of shape
But, happiness is what we will earn
As long as the fires of desire burn 

You have been the kind of person that is really nice...not cold like ice
But, with kindness comes a price...like picking out a grain of rice 
Zero in on me now...I was high as a kite in your arms of desire
You give me hope somehow...you set my brazen heart on fire

Let's escape wretched reality
Dreams are for you and me
Home is where the heart is
Light is hidden in the abyss

My Depression Defines Me

The demons they hold me, my tears flow through 
Satan blood , he laugh and dances at my pain
, last night I dreamed he drew a tombstone
 with my name. 

My  depression defines me. My demons hold 
me I've been hurt, they told me they loved me 
millions of millions of times rehearsed.


dodging bullets, taking punches my veins 
flows with opiate's. High as a kite, can't
 come down my world is distorted I've 
seen hell many time cuts down my skin to 
my acknowledgement I've died. 

When your life is over you've seen hell, 
through valley of shadow of death I 
shall die, for must I say I've never been right. 


The voices they speak to me telling me it's 
going to be all right but to my acknowledgement 
I have a lot of spite. 

Throwing things, running miles down a stream, 
worshipping he who's name cannot be spoken, 
now I'm broken. Cut me open Satan drinks 
my blood out of love, I died 3 times that day, 
but what can I say? 
My depression defines me.

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