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The Plain Guy and the Beautiful Woman
“Now would you look at that” he said to his Pal at the bar as he nudged his shoulder. “Look
at that beautiful woman and who she's with”. His pal looked over his shoulder to see one of
the most elegant women he had ever seen, arm in arm with a man rather short, balding and
rather plain looking. “He's either got money or a big slong...who knows maybe both. How
does a guy as unattractive as he is get such a woman?” replied to his friend who nudged
him. “I don't know, I just don't know.”
Hey let's have some fun, come on, follow my lead.
Hi there, I'm Fred and this is my Pal Murray. We saw the two of you come in and well, we
just had ask you both a question.
The rather plain man spoke up. “Excuse me but we don't entertain strangers with answers
to questions we know nothing about. Your both rude and condescending. Now please
leave at once.”
Fred and Murray were not easily dismissed. Hey wait a minute pal. We have an important
question to ask the lady here.
The beautiful woman leaned to her husband and whispered into his ear....and smiled.
The rather plain man spoke up again. “I believe that I know what kind of question you are
going to ask. So let me guess and see if I am correct.”
Okay Pal...go right ahead.....the two men smiled at each other.
“Let's see, you see before you a beautiful woman, yes?”
“Yeah, we do.”
“And you wonder how a rather plain man like myself might attract and yes, even marry such
a stunning creature, Yes?”
Uh...yeah...that's right.
“And you think I must be very wealthy in order for her to be with someone like me. Which is
insulting to both me and my wife. Or you think that I might possess a manly tool or both,
Yes?”
“Hey, we're asking the questions around here.”
“So let me come to a conclusion for you both”. Said the rather plain man.
“I am a well published author, I am an accomplished concert pianist and I have a genius IQ.
I enjoy fine art and find beauty in everything I see. I adore my wife with all the love and
respect that I can bestow upon her. And most of all I get her......and she gets me. Now
leave before I kick your asses up around your shoulders.”
“Oh boys,” The beautiful woman finally spoke. “And he can do it to! He's a very manly
man.”
I can’t afford for this one to fail
She was just a stranger
And somehow we ended up in the same
Space and time
Now, mother nature is taking over once more
And I am admiring your attributes
The strands of your hair
The hazel circle around her eyes
Creates a hypnotic state of mind
Telling her all my secrets
And sharing all my treasures
Hoping this was not a deceptive choice
As your hips are parallel to the skyline
A path that started in 1900 has finally converged
Which was first the thought or the path?
Is she the one of my dreams or not?
As a lovely smile warms its direction to me from that beautiful face
The chance meeting was an ingenious plan
To heal the battered dreams caused by the one before her
Glimpses on the pain, just a blur now
A professional hunter
She shot down all the competition
Without a quiver or arrow
You are
The difference between a soul and a soul mate
Alone and love
One to the other the moment we met
Scatter the roses around this bedroom
Let’s save the beauty of this moment
My words fail to capture,
Her tender beautiful feature,
I’d rather wait as a mute spectator
As beauty beg to be define by her
It is her signature
The owner of the promissory note for my heart
Is that the reason why my heart has been aching all this time
I excavated my town
And finally I had good luck in an unexpected and fortunate discovery in you
Swirling burgundy around the crystal
Dinner by candlelight
Taken aback by the glow
Nothing remains but the fiery flame around us
Eternal beauty and grace there she is vulnerable as a tear drop
Tears of joy because she gave me a shot
I used to wonder where love lives
Would I hear drum patterns if I got nearer
For sure Lady Loneliness is no longer here
It is been more than difficult trying to find you
A symphony created as our hands rip through layers to acquire nakedness
More than unique
We stood there so close together
Holding onto a dream realized
We knew the choice wasn’t whether we loved;
Rather, to what extremes
Are you the one that I can depend on when I’m at my weakest moment?
Form:
And as I dreamnt something wonderous; profoundly emdedded inside of my heart!
It somehow came to seem, as the day of reality began to unfold....
Romeo and Juliets forbidden love, of never meant to hold?
This, deeper than the deepest of all, perhaps, that has ever been known
Destroyed by a jealous enemy one day; pretending to portray more, than they may ever truly be!
Revealing, the shadows of their many faces, which, were never real at all
This child inside an adult, exposed; from the truth of their being
These glimpses along the way, that were but preludes to this day
When friendship was crushed; along with trust and faith....
Never to be repaired; not entirely; to the one in which it concerned?
Oh jealousy, what a sharpened dagger you truly are!
Grounded amid the shifting dunes; and fluttering, within these tearful winds that blow
Fragile roots, which never fully extended, into the soiled depths wherein they bed
To turn upon a beautiful light, for ones amissful and self-absorbing reasons!?
Selfish to the core; at the expense of anothers wishful and hopeful dreams....
I have no bitter reproach to say although; no judgments upon yourself shall I cast
But sympathies I do stretch forth; for the lost it seems, of your very own soul
Which is willing to take this priceless pearl; with its tender and loving kindness....
And hurl, it into the flames of your hurtful and blinding fire
Speaking volumes of where you are now; within such a saddened and somber way?!
But time as I have said afore, shall forever reveal its many tales
And yes, we all shall reap, these moments of which we have sown....
For there is no escaping within the end, that final, and ever manifesting mirror!
Of gentle treasures that once were robbed; precious dreams, that once were stole?
As turning ones back upon; to step on, their beautiful worlds; while, as you spit your words!
Yes, you do have my sympathy; within the most sincere, and profound, of ways....
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Jealousy
Form:
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>My first girl friend was O so sweet
The kind of girl you would love to meet.
Beautiful blonde hair and eyes so blue
You would be proud to have her next to you.
We got to gather at a country fair
She had ask for help knocking down the bears.
So i threw three balls and she won the prize
she hugged me tight, as we stood eye to eye.
She ask my name and where i went to school?
as we held hands, she asked do u play pool.
I said yes, but i am not very good
I am a country boy, use to chopping wood.
She said thats ok for i am a country girl,
what do u say we give it a world.
We played some pool, then had a snack
She said its time for me to go , but ill be back.
So we made it a date for the up coming Saturday
to get there early , so we could have the whole day.
I was counting the days down until we would meet again
to see the color of those blue eyes and her clear white skin.
Our friendship grew in to Love you see
Six months later i was down on one knee.
With ring in hand , i ask her please
Would you be my wife, Will you marry me?
Her beautiful blue eyes begin to water
As she said yes, your going to be a great father.
I jumped for joy, then i held her tight
She made me the happiest man in the world that night.
May I share from inside,
My vision of truth that will not hid,
From my inside?
To help you along the way,
To end strife’s play,
For strife’s play will pay,
In the usual way!
My Love say, to my love
Hey!
You are the generation,
Who will have truth’s information,
So show patience,
This is not a time for normal vacation,
My beautiful fish,
Will do my wish!
I saw you swimming,
I was not dreaming,
In the narrow channel,
Without your mantle,
In the truth you swim,
Looking for your gem
You will not be left on a limb,
This is truth’s vision,
Of a godly decision,
The vison as I have said,
From my heart into my head,
As I laid upon my bed,
My beautiful fish,
Of my wish,
Have opened the fallopian,
Of heaven door,
I am' is ready to explore,
Love’s faith' is what he’s looking for,
Inside your sacred heart,
Wherein is his sacred cart,
It is where love starts,
Pay close attention,
For it is from inside, I’ll mention,
Those things particular, that require your attention!
The teacher of love,
Is sent to you from above!
He will teach you the truth,
From his own booth,
That you also have love’s booth,
So that you may receive love’s truth,
From your own booth,
Of love’s truth,
For when love is one,
Unity' is much fun,
For life has won!
The right to be,
Continually!
My mouth, having said,
Of love I’ve shed,
The knowledge received in my head,
From inside my heart’s stead,
While my natural head,
Lay upon it’s natural bed,
Remember,
The truth is free,
For the free to be,
Even for twiddle,
If he would stop the diddle,
With twiddle!
So don’t diddle with twiddle,
Your mind, your fiddle,
Fine tune the goon,
From your’s love’s womb,
And very soon,
Life’s goon,
Will become a prince,
From hence,
Love' will dispense!
For mind over earth’s matter,
Will only scatter,
Love' the heart’s matter,
As it adapts to earth’s scattered matter!
But let the purity of light,
Be love’s high flying kite,
In earth as well as in heaven,
For it is heaven’s leaven!!
4-25-09 johnmosesfreeman@yahoo.com
The back door....
Around one thirty amid the Octobers early morn
A beautiful young lady dressed in sheer black
Pomegranate lips with the deepest of dark alluring eyes
Long flowing ebony silkened hair; radiant
An hour-glass figure of ivories white smooth skin
Adorned within silver, gold, onyx and turquoise jewelry
She, the picture perfect image of, a lovely gypsies queen?
A princess making her way towards this dimly lit table
Out of nowhere; thinking unto myself, I have seen this moment before....
A slow felt dance; sweetly spoken words; a sparkling and seductive smile
Thirty minutes or so later following closely behind unto, a nighttimes place
Warm whispers; soft kisses; a young mans undressing of dreams!?
Nothing left to be said except, the intoxicating flavours; these
Mid-morning passions burning brightly their, delicately intense, sighs....
Closing my eyes to suddenly recollect, when I was but a child
Halloweens late-night; lost around the corner from my very own home?
Walking up unto the decorated door to ring, its bell; trick or treat
Another beautiful young lady; dark hair, dressed, as a lovely witch
Inviting myself in....
Opening my eyes again; she must leave but, she shall be right back?
Back in black; retrospects sea of reflective revelations; thus given ~
My first wintry witching encounter was but a year before; lost; when I was seven
Out of my dreams; these nightmares, now standing afore my sight; the fallen?!
My entire life I have found and find that, "God," has always been by my side....
What purpose and why? I, mired deeply within my own lifes sins as, darkness
Has sought my existence; the pulse of my beating heart; my breath; my soul ~
This book of reasons; pages turning upon the visions of truth so told!
One last midnights moment left; the wistful hours brewings of, a destinies....
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....Tales from the crypt!?
Form:
I deeply loved, my granny New,
The first to show me, she loved me too,
I remember in, my childhood days,
Together we had, very special ways,
To pass the hot, hot summer days.
We would go swimming,
In big Piney creek,
Tho some of her instructions were a bit weak,
Don’t get into that water M,
Un till you learn to swim,
That was one, of her special gems!
After awhile, being fully out on a limb,
I remember a funny reply, from my uncle Jim!
Don’t sneak,
A leak,
While your in the creek,
For I’ll box your cheek,
Mocking my granny,
She’s say, I’ll whip your fanny,
Now that was my granny!
We were shore, poor,
In those good old days,
But my granny had special ways, she says,
Poverty stricken, I reckon,
But we had a plenty, of pig bacon,
Sometimes, no way to make it,
And we would not fake it,
So to the Lord we would take it,
And God would not forsake it,
So that’s how we’d make it!
Granny was know for her fried chocolate pies,
And I am here to tell you guys,
She would make and bake,
And they were not, store bought fake,
And her fried chicken,
Finger licking,
A slander,
To sander!
Now many years have come and gone,
But granny’s love I’ll remember long,
She was 79, when her love song left,
With the soul of herself,
Now of earth there’s, nothing of her left!
But her love is stored,
And I know it’s not bored,
With the master Love,
Who is above!
There was a vision she told me just before she left,
Seeking some guidance for herself,
Two beautiful hands,
With a beautiful golden wedding band,
On the left hand,
Reaching down from above,
I said it’s your husband of love,
Jesus Christ from above,
She said , I’ll be,
Yes that’s right, now I see,
My husband to be!
Her soul of love left, out of body asleep,
Not a peep, from this love sheep,
She joined Father love, who is able to keep,
Without a seep,
The sheep,
Of his pastor!
6-9-09 johnmosesfreeman@yahoo.com
on June 5. © Theresa, All rights reserved
So, the sun has set
My heart is full of pebbles now
Little souvenirs of a beautiful trip
But just as surely
As the foam washes away the castles we built
And the names we left
Entwined, hopeful
That they would not be erased
We both say an unspoken farewell
And as the skies,which once were our lovers canopy
Give way to night
I begin a solitary journey
Back to where I once could breath
But breathing without you is like dying
The butterflies of fools have flown
Moths settle in their place
Ugly black moths
I feel them feasting, upon the remains
Of our beautiful summer picnic
The tiny holes merge, into one great void
Where once I cherished you
The fragments of promises trickle onto the shore
Grains of dust, crumbs of joy
Leave a trail behind me
Could I follow it back, should I follow it back
Try to find you again?
My steps falter, I turn, hopeful
But you are just a speck now
On the horizon, where only dreams belong
So I wave instead
And as you disappear from sight
My insides weep, like grieving mothers
I gather up the hopes and dreams and wishes
The fragments of my soul
Which are sobbing like infants in the sand
And I hold them. try to comfort them
hold myself, tight so tight
Try to keep my world from collapsing
Lest the carnage becomes my sanctuary
And into the suitcase of life
That once you helped me carry
I place the laughter, which tinkles
Like childhood forgotten
The anger, because once it ignited the fire
Of I'm sorry, I love you, lets make up
The dreams, because I will need them someday
My heart for It still must beat,
Even though you have the final piece
I wrap them carefully, like antique lace
In layer upon beautiful layer
Of tissue paper pain
The castles are no more now
And so I begin
The journey of the last goodbye.......
Whoever said love was a beautiful thing left out a few parts...
Yea it's an amazing feeling, but it hides the monster deep in the heart.....
They say If you've never felt jealousy you've never been in love....
********!
You see jealousy is the monster that shows it's face and engulf you in green despise hidden
behind loving eyes that make YOU seem so heaven sent....
They make you believe that love is the most powerful thing.... There right
But not for the hallmark reasons or the pictures defining love....
That's just a second in time,
Right place right time,
And you tell me this, you show me this and I'm supposed to think your right?
GET OUT OF HERE!
Love is powerful because it can drive you to do the most outrages things that shadow the
monster u hide inside waiting to emerge and bring a beautiful destruction to light.
So it's just easier to forget....
All the fights
All the words that penetrate your mind And bring u down to micro size....
Love is a beautiful thing.... But only if you can tame your monster who seems to be
multiplying and recruiting.. so now pride joins in and brings with him a sense of cocky I'm
right attitude.. Rage is right around the corner listening and waiting while verbal abuse is
making his way over to get in on the fun.....
ARE U JOKING?
Your monster is the reason you question this emotion the reason your going through motions
that make you seem like a horrible person.... So let's put jealousy away and tell his new
friends that he's not coming out to play...
Instead,Reminisce on the moments that made love be what they told you.... Let's live in a
frozen moment and extend it and see what it brings....
Cause then you can say with a smile LOVE IS A BEAUTIFUL THING.
Form:
Heavenly father, You know me like no one else for You created me
And based on that fact, You know that i weep myself to sleep
It was You that hung that picture of her on the walls of my heart
I recall the day You brought her into my life, You gave me the greatest gift of them all
You gave me love, and her smile falls not short from the most beautiful scene in my life
I roam the streets I thought i would have never seen, she would ask me to come see her
Yet today she is asking me out of her life for ever and I just cant no matter how I try
Her face lives in everything that is beautiful, every scene paints a memory in my heart
You even play the music that I played when I captured her heart when I turn on my radio
I run away in my own mind not to think of her, and even in my sleep You remind me of her
I dream of the most beautiful moments that we shared, the memories that will never die
Lord spare me the pain I beg of You, how can I live wondering where she is and with whom
you said You would not give me more than I could handle, please this is too much
My God You and only You know how my heart cries even in the midst of the greatest joy
It's to hard to pretend not to care, when every sunset i cry to her heart
A silent scene, and i shall be no more, but I thank You lord for allowing me to know such love
Let it be your will and only that
But if this cup can be passed from me then i plea to You my King
And if you bring her back, then I promise to love You more than anything in this whole world
Please dry my lament, and free my verse that lives on in the heart of those near me
Pause the sun yet again so that I may have more time to plan
God of mine, your love is all, and I know You know how i feel, You know I love her