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There is a time when we,
pressed by burden and distress,
long to escape from this land,
drifting away and feeling the spray
of the current of relief.
There comes a moment when we,
as darkness pours into us
cry out for light and joy and try to summon beauty,
but miss the point
as an arrow off its course.
There is a wave of temptation,
fueled by lures of bliss that sweep us from the shore,
checking us out of what matters
and drawing us from what’s real.
Yes, this is a jam-packed place,
and often it's willed by us to erase.
Yet grace in its majesty shows its form,
and proves it’s not all mourning; look, I see the morning!
Though the choice is murky, there’s only one for me.
I can’t dwell in the darkness, for the ocean of love hauls me away.
And granted, this world can batter us,
but thank goodness we’re not here to stay.
Form:
Opportunity
Written: by Miracle Man
9-10-2019
Opportunity,
Often keeps us busy as bees.
Until, at times,
“We can’t see the forest for the trees”
In our quest for things,
Our life enriches.
But some days arrive,
Jam packed with glitches.
In order to eclipse, a state of agitation,
We feign.
Because some days, opportunity,
Is encased in pain.
When positive thoughts,
Is all we’re seeking.
God hears each word,
That in prayer, we’re speaking.
Giving us a semblance of sanity,
for our agitated state.
Prayer isn’t just for times,
When life has crowded our plate.
This will blow your mind -
My Breakfast Potato - mmmm
Culinary skills!
Memories of you
Is like microwaving food -
Jam-packed with sweet carbs...
Threw butter in pan...
It sizzles...in yellow bliss!
Future food doused too
Baked some potatoes
I am a creative cook
Geek from head to toe
Sprinkled it with eggs
Lotsah cheese and lotsah spice
Then, topped with sour cream
I did the cookin'
I broke both legs, making it -
Father in trainin'
Washed pans, stove-ready
Made eggs to perfection - RAD
A nat'ral cook - mmmm!
Breathe in and breathe out
Get ready for bizarre plates -
Spread butter on toast!
It's time to dine fine
Expect the unexpected -
Clean slate on platter
I'm scorching in flame
I'm a burnt potato...true...
Turning to ash...lame...
Creativity
Is required to make delish! (A delicious dish)
This hobby thrills...all... (Meaning we like cooking or we like tasting food)
Do not ever watch the six o'clock news
If you want to live a carefree life
It'll bring you down, beat the crap outta ya
It's like being stabbed with a knife
Just hearing about all the stuff that goes on
You'll wanna set up camp in the woods
Not a bad idea when you really think of it
Much happier in all likelihood
Now this is turning out to be quite a downer
That was not my original intention
Always think positive is what I usually say
A smile was the greatest invention
I'm sure there aren't many cynics on The Soup
So I don't think this will be scoffed at
Poets have a feel for the right path to choose
The one filled with love jam packed
So do not watch the six o'clock news
It's always about the lunatic fringe
Look at your loved ones and tell 'em you care
Invite them on a friendly love binge
© Jack Ellison 2013
WOW! What a jam packed week ahead..
I've no time to rest or sleep.
I'm working 8 hours each day
For the bills I must pay..
And multiple adventures to seek.
I've lost 20 pounds and tried on new dresses..
Shopped for shoes at designer label stores.
A new hair do and facelift to
match..
Oh this new look I just love and adore.
Now I must attend an interview at midday..
And that's in London for heaven's sake!
And finish in time to clock back into work..
That makes for a very busy lunch break.
I have to reconcile my bank statement..
And post letters all over the globe.
Show my face as attending a meeting..
And colour coordinate my new wardrobe.
I've done my weeks grocery shopping..
And caught up with friends via chat.
And now I must search high and low..
For the perfect Melbourne Cup hat.
I won a nice lump sum on lotto..
Shopped again in Paris, London and New York.
Took cooking lessons from the best chefs..
And perfected the crackle on my roast pork.
I listened to bands from all over the world..
Created awesome playlists to attune my ears.
Sought medical advice from a psychiatrist..
About my phobia and horrible fears.
You see I've never left my home..
I have everything here I need to get.
It is all at the leisure of my fingertips..
The wonderful power of the internet.
So living in virtual reality is my life..
I've the best friend who gives constant approval.
I don't need the physical world..
If you don't believe me, then just ask Google!
Rowdiness drives though your eyes
It builds a freeway, leading to consistent roads
I can’t explain your stunning beauty, making my passion jam-packed
I can’t explain this heartfelt feeling inside—it’s so inconceivable
Your nature is like a vermillion, impeccable rose; your scent is gratifying
I can’t explain this addiction I have planted inside—I want to overdose
On your genuine desires (that is most appealing)
That last a lifetime, pouring forth glee
Upon my contemptuous sorrows and kisses
Your tone of voice burns like a wildfire…penetrating me like crazy
It tears down the habitation that once existed and now gone
I can’t explain this fishy sensation plunging inside—it’s so absurd
Your nature reflects a treacherous passion like a whirling sea
I can’t explain this admiration I have drilling inside—caught in the waves of motion
Pounding lightly and ardently
It only lasts a few milliseconds… pouring forth notions
Upon my overwhelmed mind with gouges and blisses
These excruciating scars left a mark
That lasts a century, accumulating my glory
Running over my heart …tearing me apart…
Pounding me with affection…showing me the direction
Where I could drive through the rowdiness of your eyes
Do not watch the six o'clock news
If you want to live a carefree life
It'll bring you down, beat the crap outta ya
It's like being stabbed with a knife
Just hearing about all the stuff that goes on
You'll wanna set up camp in the woods
Not a bad idea when you really think bout it
Much happier in all likelihood
Now this is turning out to be quite a downer
That was not my original intention
Always think positive is what I usually say
A smile was the greatest invention
I'm sure there aren't many cynics on The Soup
So I don't think this will be scoffed at
Poets have a feel for the right path to choose
The one filled with love jam packed
So do not watch the six o'clock news
It's always about the lunatic fringe
Look at your loved ones and tell 'em you care
Invite them on a friendly love binge
Existence is jam-packed with such deadly traps,
You would wonder why its Author made it so;
You never are sure and ever live on borrowed time
For its turns may any time deal you a terminal blow.
You breathe when you find you can,
And will not be there to raise a query
Regarding your untimely and unfair decease,
When short it’s cut your mortal merry.
You suffer and cry when you have a tear,
And still get more of the dreaded stuff;
You make new resolves but your will is weak
And so you forget them all in a huff.
You know the way you should go
But your legs are light and easy to tempt,
So you end up taking the wrong course
And end up ruing the resolutions unkept.
If a believer, you increase your bootless prayers
And hope that someone up there will hear your cry,
But find your very woes increasing day after day
Till you accept your immutable plight and cease to try.
Whether blind rich or church-mouse poor, every man has his woes;
The poor man is ever crying over all the possible opportunities lost,
The young will always have to contend unfulfilled infatuations,
And the millionaire will ever bawl over a business deal unclosed.
So rather than file on through the shortened pages of time,
Men should spurn all the care and feel happy throughout;
In plenty and in dearth, in love and in hate –
For why invest in care and still have to doubt?
My time to shine I remarked
before the main event,
Had to make it all worthwhile
big dollars they had spent.
The final act all jam-packed
with talent overload,
Pleased by my performance
the role I played when glowed.
Sung real loud to the crowd
in tune without a flaw,
They wooed me and renewed and
encored me for more.
My tap dance was extraordinary
striking, stomping, tapping,
Captivated, dominated
energetic clapping.
Twas then I thought I made it
finally was famous,
To be a part of work in art
one must be courageous.
Was inspiring and sheer stunning
the best of all about,
Then, the audience stood dumbstruck...
my bosom just fell out.
One and Only
Only Pornstar
My kitty’s fav
Inserting him
Make me screaming
Squirt loudly
While peaking
Thinking about you
Sliding in all night
That’s the reason
For not sharing
My kitty’s portrait, love
I will be due to that
All day and night wet
You are the only clue
In the queue
My darling deja- Vu
Best Alchemist Therapist
Joy and Toy for my ********
You’re the only one
On this Earth
Allowed to slide in
Enjoying pleasure
Hyped- up desiring
Our sex-testing
Jam-packed with
Love making – feast
Equal to wildest dreams
I am your mistress
A chained wild beast
A hungry thirsty
Longing for the most
Arousing first kiss
On my hissing lips