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The Living Soul Retrieved

"The Living Soul Retrieved"



The spine is bound
Inside the pages
with each turn a new leaf
the living soul is retrieved

Inside the pages
there is heartache and grace
the living soul is retrieved
imprisoned, innocent footprints are traced

There is heartache and grace
to judge inverted another’s crimes and place
imprisoned, innocent footprints are traced
she turns behind to see in his eyes her face

To judge inverted another’s crimes and place
She sees a child full of hurt and fear’s disgrace
She turns forward to see in another’s eyes her face
Blue Sky’s white doves beat at windows, Pain's for escape

She sees a child full of hurt and fear’s disgrace
The prodigy between two people, the truth is seen for what it truly is
Blue Sky’s white doves beat at windows, Pain’s for escape
Pages of conflict nobody has won in the bad dream

The prodigy between two people, the truth is seen for what it truly is
The Book slowly opens invisible the hand to receive
Pages of conflict nobody has won in the bad dream
The child looks to Heaven, the Christmas of her life begins to be sung from new seeds

The Book slowly opens invisible the hand to receive
Sensate the Soul begins its dream, walls of a book papered from torn bark a Blue Ghost tree bleeds
The child looks to Heaven, the Christmas of her life begins to be sung from new seeds
Red courses through each leaf, her beating heart, delivered through veins of faith and belief

The spine is strong
with Love it is bound
never broken, it is read beginning to end, 
seen and heard, it is sound

the living soul 
in its truth, 
there is found


(LadyLabyrinth/2019)
for my daughter, Georgia, 
Christmas 2019
with love, your mother. 






“The Book of My Life” / Sting
https://youtu.be/pBu_EKugl_Q

"Feather in the Wind" / Mindy Gledhill
https://youtu.be/b2_ILTd91OU
Form: Pantoum


Ode To An Oklahoma Locksmith

Nationwide Insurance twas on my side yay
cuz, earlier this July forth
     two thousand eighteen ja way
windows closed, doors locked, and

     car keys visibly splayed
     on driver seat oye vay
feel free to call me a horse's ass today
utter anxiety compounded,

     plus unable to locate master key,
     thence fodder for poem and more to say
rifling thru boxes without success,
     an impulse arose to call road

     upon learning policy
     doth include locksmith service,
     ah felt less doggone snappish,
     and uttered hoo ray

though modest aye,
     congratulated awesome,
     fulsome, and handsome
     self on quick thinking,

and automatically became less tiresome
     pondering for no particular rhyme nor reason
     (as a getaway) Panama or Paraguay
then immediate decided,

     sans ditto explanation,
     but no how and nay
yet honest to dog suddenly felt
     like a young lovestruck lad

     during month of May
and without further delay
a compulsion arose
to putter along, though

     momentarily gazing heavenward
     and counting (just beak caws)
     glistening black crows
plus painfully aware

     a spike in recurrent
     "senior" moment of forgetfulness grows,
thus starkly aware significant rustiness
     increasingly, frightfully,

     and chokingly coats
     lix spit tillage harrows
resuming schlepping dishabille
     crotchety bedeviled aching

     body electric irksome
with fringe benefit (such as
     momentary lapse of reason)
     quite aware mettlesome

ness of youth nonrefundable,
     non-reliable, and non-retrievable,
     and guaranteed continued
     pricking, viz nettlesome

degenerating aging telomeres,
     sensate perspicuity, and oxysomes
leaving a once robust person some
what discombobulated 
     and easily toilsome.

Savannah Donate Charitable Acts

without asking for tangible receipts 
but to pollinate greensward vis a vis 
as pay forward recompense
 
many good samaritan instances 
     came my way of late, yet
hive heal stymied, how 
     unexpected gratuitous deeds didst whet,
 
a voluntary yen of mine
     to pay back or forward 
     countless instances 
     to balance out scale reciprocation
 
     doth weigh within mine conscious 
     and/or subconscious 
     giving back status unmet,
thus...this ambling, bumbling, fumbling, 

     et cetera sensate *****Sapien able Juan 
     Tim steady state Cane, tis ready and set
analogous to the tricks Seine 
     by a rheas ease pond dint 

     surveyed monkey smart pet
whom calculated thine net
total asper positive fortunate events this chap 
     and or loved ones within mine family met

since years gone by to the present moment let
me experience minimal anxiety 
     finds euphoric sensation within me (as if jet
     ting into stratosphere, 

     and a counter force get
tin overpowering akin 
     to a creditable conscientious debt 
begging to be honored as a non boastful bet

among the better angels of thyself 
     whom regulate acceptable, affordable, airing...
     agreeable, amenable, un arguable heartfelt 
     good fella expressing deserved certifiable 
     bona fied ardent

action demonstrating appreciation 
     for innumerable, humbling deeds
done divinely deposing 
     dada's depredatory, depredation, depression 

     sans crucial life line feeds, 
as genuine deep seated acknowledgement 
     as proof emotional, financial, 
     and spiritual bountiful personal necessity 
     receiving such psychic receipts heeds!

The Forgotten Poets

"The Forgotten Poets"



Saints and Sinners
all calling out for 
forgiveness 
and wanton recognition

de Sade like minds
libertine and revolutionary
Saints living out their penance 
kiss the sharp lips of Sinners

Juxtapositions of souls
Sinners become divine
Saints become unhinged 
more human, mortalised
willingly they are led

They Become

Love makes us 
All Hallowed Souls
intrepid and invisible
crazed with courage

walking unseen through 
the sanctified temples
of the lost and isolated,
The Forgotten Poets

Manifesting, we are mesmerized
We are actuaries counting lives
through the hidden words 
and forsaken numbers

along the jagged lines 
absent of what 
is most deeply sought
ruthless has been the confiscation

to spend our ink on clean sheets
imprinting heat we brand our marks
beating in time and out of time
a tattoo on a body of work 

that will eventually be stroked 

souls are traded 
we are all bought
by the vanity to be read and seen eternally
understood by the Unseen who gifts us 

A moment 
to cross the static mind
to draw a line between 
Trust and the Lies 

We are Sensate 

tracing softly the streets
in a lover’s open palm
to slide a finger sensuously, 
provocatively 

towards the crossroad

of an unclothed and vulnerable 
upturned wrist
feel the pulse tickled 
in the moist hollows of somewhere

a whispered breath 
along a neck kissed 

Communing with cunning alchemy
manifesting what is not said
through broken hearts 
and the tears of half open doorways
closing on pasts best forgotten

wrapping our thoughts like 
warm legs around the burning
Divine 
leading us into temptation 

with 
futures and promises

(LadyLabyrinth / 2020)







 “Certain souls may seem harsh to others, 
but it is just a way, beknownst only to them, 
of caring and feeling more deeply.” 
Marquis de Sade


"My passions, 
concentrated on a single point, 
resemble the rays of a sun 
assembled by a magnifying glass: 
they immediately set fire 
to whatever object they find in their way"
Marquis de Sade

Premium Member September Ember Dismembered

September Ember Dismembered
Crisp Air, Baking Orb Basks,
Triggers Sorry "G'Bye Summer!" Tasks,
Daring "Where, What Shall We?" Asks...

Belated Yearning, Last Day's Angst,
Related Stirrings of Routine Must Be Yanked,
Or, Halcyon Days Slip Away Into the Tank!

I know! Visit & Trist, With a Loved One Resist!
Conspire Together to Ban the Hum Drum Cyst,
Seize the Light, Rotten Darkness Cease & Desist!

Sensate Focus, Expand Our Staid Locus,
Listen to Each Other, Share Inner Hocus Pocus,
Sparks of Our Views Exchanged Stoke Us!

Perhaps Oases Lie Not Above the Ceiling,
Nor End on Summer Season, Nor Below Our Kneeling,
We Meet the Enemy, for It's Us That's Stealing!

Grasp an Opportunity or Resist a Temptation?
Traipse Obscurely in Condemning Time's Ration,
Buy "Here & Now's" Ticket for the Train's in this Station!

"Hear & Know" Exposes Vain Untrue Fear,
The GPS of Vitality Does Not by Satellite Steer,
I Must Trust Relationships & Look in the Mirror!

For Facing, Listening, Working, Not Being Shy,
Local Thanks Go Global, Removing My Sty,
The World & I Are Not Running on Empty!

I Felt the World Needed Exchanging,
So Also My Neighborhood Could Stand Rearranging,
But When Improving I, All Began Changing!
Form: Rhyme


South of the United States Border

South Of The (United States) Border...
(Reigns A Welter Of Disorder)

Caravans comprising multitudinous
     peoples plodded a steady course
analogous to iron filings drawn by
     strong magnetic force
gravitational pull generated

     by North America
     an irresistible source,
which tug felt
     nearly all the way round
     webbed wide world beckoning

     for waves of humanity
figuratively donned as spawning fish,
toward which currently dimming
     beacon of democracy flickr
     Trump might extinguish

though tis quite heart
     breaking to experience
vicariously as one collective soul,
     these desperate folks
ambitious to seek asylum,

     (and eventual citizenship),
     while this "FAKE" president
     invents many a...holy SMOKES
outrageous, nefarious, and malicious
     dagger o type cruel barbed wire

accusing, condemning, and emasculating,
     (I could continue),
     but ye dear reader would tire
unless individuals 
     affected by xenophobia

     countenance same stance
     as Commander in Chief,
     or contrariwise some
     like minded 
     thinkers, rack coon sitter
the migrant situation dire,

     would effectively serve me
     as preaching to
     the Unitarian choir,
yet any sensate 
     person must admit
tis quite upsetting, lamenting,

     and agonizing to witness
     hordes of persons treated like
     some pestilential 
     eyesore dagnabbit,
yes this chap can
     endlessly spout flibbertigibbet,

though thee crux of my opinion,
     inspires a poem express
     sing supportive emotions
     particularly acknowledging,
     how these masses (thousands)

     of vulnerable individuals
show true grit,
nonetheless yours truly,
     would be hard pressed
     for an immediate

     humane solution to corral
this extensive kit
and caboodle, though this generic guy
with a poetic knack
shakes his noggin

watching armed flack
delivered from border patrol agents/
United States military, lack
restraint, and who outright attack
trespassers at point

     blank range that pack,
a deadly (Judge Judy ish
     huss) punch smack
king young ones
     upside the head forcing

everyone to backtrack
to their homeland of
     persecution by crack
headed gang members, which thugs
     violently land a deadly whack!
Form: Ballad

Premium Member The Poet's Fire

THE POET’S FIRE: HER PERFUME SETS THE MOOD

she applied liberally
onto her pulse points,
a flame singed her skin

the spray perfumed the air
and she danced in its rain

she brushed her hair, charming
the mirror, turning it red,
as it read her thoughts

her negligee, satin and sexy,
soon enough her handsome groom
would feel it slip and slide over his chest

she surprises him at the boudoir door
his eyes tango, her hands slowly
emphasize her figure, caressing

the gown against her legs. her best friend
blessed her with this accoutrement

her new husband trembles as he asks,
“when did you get this?”

she smiles, flirtatiously
telling him her secret

he thanks her friend silently,
and approaches his beating heart

he slides his tee over his chest,
pulls her sexiness, close and cool,
heating up his throbbing pulse points

her perfume nudges him into the curvature
of her neck

he applies kisses liberally, sensate
lips brushing her skin

a brush fire that grows in intensity
leads to a cataclimatic* forest fire

licking at the silky gown,
removed in the deepening flames

9/21/2017
THE POET’S FIRE
Sponsor: Greg Barden

*Cataclimatic - word made up using Cataclysm and Climax

Premium Member Marriage of Diamond and Gold

MARRIAGE OF DIAMOND AND GOLD

~ Scented honeysuckle heaves from her pillow ~
Her chest rises and falls, a strong and gentle ship
Her lips tinted pink with luscious femininity
Her laugh pulls joy from the the thunder of his heart

~ His strength, as the ship anchor, keeps his marriage grounded ~
He will lasso the universe, reshape the moon and stars for her
She holds his shoulders, looks into his eyes, certainty of blue 
Their minds, like an intertwined road, meld, separate, and kiss again

~ Their rings clink together like champagne flutes ~
Diamonds and gold fizz, exuberant in their lives
Sensate flesh and size perfect, imperfect, paradise
His arms cloak her shoulders, a raiment of dreamy content

Kim Rodrigues © 2017

Premium Member Oktoberfest

OKTOBERFEST

Wielding the power of the hefty beer stein,
Energized with viking-like biceps,

We lift the suds in veneration 
In front of our patriotic hearts.
Lively band plays Ein Prosit,
Lips coordinate, resounding louder and louder.

Parade of dirndls and lederhosen -
Amorous couples enjoying Bavarian dance,
Resplendent in reddened faces -
Tapping, turning, with joyful
Yearning, as the oak and maple

Leaves change their costumes, and
Interrupt the Summer’s warmth.
Kamikaze arms tire, dropping their steins, while
Everyone laughs and cheers.

Tables set for a feast of Black Forest
Hams, Potato pancakes, creamy sauerkraut.
Empty stomachs applaud, then quake at the sight of
Rouladin, a savory favorite of flattened beef
Elegantly rolled up with bacon, vegetables, and
Sumptuous pickles. Tantalized tongues ooh and ahh.

None will be left, yet the festival lasts, supplying us with
October’s sensate salted pretzels, a mouth-watering

Treat.  Need to down another beer
Or two or three…I’ve lost count!
Memories made on this chilly day,
Ornaments of cuckoo clocks and steins bought for
Remembrance will be hung from December firs.
Robotic we stare, eyes and ears filled with sights and sounds:
Oktoberfest is in the air and,
We’ll party like there’s no tomorrow!

10/13/2016
Form: Acrostic

Sassy Sobriquets Schooled Sissy Spindleshanks

Sassy sobriquets schooled sissy spindleshanks...
studious skinny scruffy scribe

Scathing, scolding, screaming,
scorning, searing, sing,
sociopathic sarin soaked skewed
squirt, sputtering, squawking, sleepily
staggering, stabbing, swaggering
sweltering sadistic, sarcastic,

savage, systemically systematically
stigmatized, supersized saber sharp
schick shaving, shunned, sabotaged,
scarred, scorched, smote, sanguine,
stippled, speckled schizophrenic
sensibility, spurring, seething,

somewhat stultified, sophisticated,
spellbound spirited scabrous
schlemiel schlemazel, stenciled,
sundered sniveling sanguine storied
snakebitten sojourning smartass,
skeptical shoddy sophomoric

screwball, subtly sagacious,
stunted, sclerotic, scrappily
shuffling short, Shylock 
styled sideburns Semite, 
sainted Shasta sipping 
shriveled sad sack,

sullenly syncopated, synthesized,
slobbering sybaritic, scruffy
sheepish sketchy scalawag,
Socratically scrutinizing, seizure
stricken, stoically sneezing,
shamed Skidrow skeezer, shifty,

sweaty, sham shaman,
supremely spidery, schmaltzy,
sylan seeking subsidized succor,
self shuttered, sequestered,
sidelined, shiftless, shabby,
semantically snazzy, soldiering,

shrieking, skulking, somber,
stooping, Segway scootering,
schmart spendthrift, Swahili
speaking, straitlaced, streamlined,
spongebobbing, sandal shod
sealegs, squarepants sporting

spectacles, sedate, sensate,
sentient, ship shaped,
shanghaied, salubrious,
slithering, snakish, stuttering,
sluggish, smashface scarred,
sober, solitary, sangfroid

skidamarink singing, Shamokin
speaking scrivener, scuzzy,
spunky, starved, submissively
suicidal, sunburned,
salaried shuffling senescent
snoutish soundcloud shutterflying
snapchatting schnorrer.

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