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Mid, summer months of nineteen-fifty five-
I met my sweetheart on a rare blind date.
A mere sixteen- for me, love came alive;
the moment we locked eyes- it was too late.
Too late to ever give my heart away
to any other man from that day on!
It beat so hard within my chest to say-
our summers heat, forever-love was spawn.
So young we were- most thought it just a fling.
However, after high school and beyond-
when he became a fine Marine- we'd cling
to his next leave- reheat, keep warm our bond.
We wed in summer, 'fifty-eight! So sweet!
Now- sixty-five years since that- summers heat.
May 28, 2020
I wanna wake up to the tune of your call
before the birds compose the morning anthem
dance to the rhythm of your love songs, at the blink of nightfall
Mesmerise my soul, with the sound of your voice
melt this icy heart, with the words of your choice
Slice a portion of your time, for my take away
a pinch from your busy schedule, please make a way
Lets bump shoulders once more
Reheat the connection gone cold
walk in the sands of promises we swore
I crave to be on the receiving end too
Reply your“I love you”text, with"i love you too"
I renew my vows for the hundredth time
reciprocate my love, for our hearts to rhyme
I adorn your flesh in trivial words and heat,
The quartz in each brushwork may deplete.
Ashy blossoms under shattered feet,
In the dusk, inspired by optimization accrete.
Deep-set violet eyes without a discreet,
Reaching clouds that cover your sight beat.
Seeking to deprive the tempo of greet,
Illuminating this obstacle isn't defeat.
When your sight is adequate to compete,
I shall entice you till our bones excrete.
Betrayals occur during the heat of deceit,
Overwhelmed in combustion entreat.
Salt from the sea is in tears and downbeat,
Inhaling every color of poetry may reheat.
I bestow my words to the shells of your feat,
Leaving blurry traces in my vision to meet.
You are safe and muttered during the retreat,
I am inhaling your irrational fear and heat.
Rose petals satiate voids in the heartbeat.
Written: December 04, 2022
Like Snow White
I have unknowingly bitten into the poisonous fruit.
My heart beats just to keep me alive.
I am broken.
I feel nothing.
My heart is being cloaked against a warming.
My body shivers, shakes.
My mind ponders, can love still grow?
The wells have dried I can no longer shed tears.
A strangling weed has begun to take control.
Tangling so deep around my heart that loves light is so hard to find.
A tender feeling brings pain to the center of my being.
The constant negativity is gnawing on my brain making it become numb.
My head reels in pain to think a tender thought.
Mindless chatter is all I hear.
I crave darkness.
A sleep, an endless sleep.
Judge me if you must, condemn me not.
For, I am already condemned.
My blissful memories one by one are slowly fading away.
My warm emotions turning into a cold wind freezing my soul.
Will a true loves kiss when touched my lips rejuvenate my soul
Expel me from the loveless poisons running rampant in my veins.
Uproot the lifeless emotions growing in my heart.
Reheat what passion remains.
Ignite the dying coals.
Like Snow White
Can I still arise to begin anew?
A true loves light capturing my soul.
A touch warming me to my core.
Ending the lonely terror.
Refill the wells with loves true joy.
Deacon Seat was used as a table.33 Nosebags were being packed with breakfast and lunch.
The northern winds had diplaced all the laundry and the canvas awning had been Sky West and Crooked.Daylight in the Swamp had been called,the men had wakened to off for a long day far away. A gallon of maple syrup, 5 gallons of coffee: and two pots to reheat it was on the front seat of the teuck, we needed 4 Catskinners and 5 Knot Bumpers: so we could get the job done. I called them knuckleheads and gave them instructions to stay the hell outta the way. I told these navise guys to sit in the camper until I called them so they would be outta the way while trees were ah falling. Clearing limbs was easiest if done right, take your time and when all the felled trees had become managible sized log they could go back into the trailer and wait until the next batch came up. I aint want no one under 21 so that we could fully manage our doings without any regret.We said we were gonna do 2 days of work in one day. While we were nearing our goal 4 of those ulta light helicopters fly over and landed in an opening we had cleared. I couldn't recognize them at first but when I did I frowned thinking something was wrong. Good news: these jerks came out to tell us the contracts for a job that was less work and a high yeild and profit had come up and we were chose to do, They had the contract and I signed it. They lefted 20 bags of Gripple Burgers and fries (still warm)
and headed back to the camp. We quicked our pace and started back, what we lefted behind would be gotten-up days later, so we scrambled to leave hours before sunset. Those brugers hit the spot but those door knobs and bacon had stuck to our gut and the coffee was so thick we could spoon it up like icecream, I'm exaggerating but that belly Burglar cook of ours needed a good talking too.One of those Knuckleheads played the accordain all the way home. Turned out to be a interesting time.
Written By: Buffet Crampon
of Bulgheroni Fossati Music Makers
foot in a blender
skin sliced thin, jagged
bicycle spokes spinning
how i learned to wear shoes
dad’s rottweiler-yelling
as mom assesses
claustrophobic on commode
dinner would get cold
cut into throat, nose, neck, spine*
red beets**
heel to toes ice cold
perched and prepared
by ER doc;
airtight in butcher wrap
dinner reheat —
words caught in my throat
tears freshen glass
i gulp
t’morrow’s door
slams on my son’s thumb
it hangs like a loose nail
hanging out on the commode
i scream
the children’s father assesses
my son’s sister slammed the door
...on the verge,
pindrop suspense
i warn my husband
not to blame
not to shame
i carry wisdom in my pocket
words to do no harm
carry the son, unhinged with tears
swaddle his sister with blanket
am i better than my parents?
i just have a leg up;
this time
my feet lead me, by example
10/28/2020
*reflexology reference
**embarassment