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Call me Gillespie
At the thought of choosing sides
This all makes me Dizzy
Where ones befuddled and the other lies
White toothed grinning alligator
Beady-eyed crocodile
Which will we regret later
We'll find out for sure after awhile
One to build a wall to keep us all
Safe from those who want a home
The other swinging doors wide open
Sweeping out deplorable's
Reading from the dictionary
They would make a lot more sense
Starting out with the B's
Blah, Blah, Blah, He said, She said
I wonder when we the sheeple
Will stand up and call their bluff
Give this all back to the people
Finally say enough's enough
Is this the best they have to offer
Who's to win this losing game
Will it be the constant cougher
Or the billionaire that's clearly insane
Sadly, this crazy train needs a conductor
To carry this fragile freight
Watch out for the Loco-motion though
As we jump track on this runaway
I’m going to possess you as I undress you
Peel away every other dream
Layers of broken promises
That cover your heart
Fall to the floor
There with your shirt
Discarded they lie
Crumpled
I unbuckle your belt
That binds
The failed romance
I pull away from your being
In my firm grip
Suspended in space
For a time
Enough for you to see
My relish as I let it drop
With eyes fixed up at you
I unbutton each inhibition
That keeps your tenderness
concealed
Forcing the covering down to the ground
Helping you kick it away
As I reach for what you hide
There inside
I uncover your strength
Now evident, seen
I take possession of you
Bit by bit
As I take you in
And push out every other thought
Of anyone you ever sought
I....take....possession
Yes!
Keep your eyes WIDE OPEN
Don’t think
Don’t blink
I’m here
Look at me
LOOK AT.....ME!
In my eyes
No lies
No disguise
I mesmerize
Hypnotize
Make you VISUALIZE
ME
My flowing back hair
Your only true covering
All you'll need
I feed
Feel me take control
Body, mind, and yes….I'll take your soul
As I devour you whole
I nibble and taste
Not a bit of haste
Hearing you beg and plead
In need
Now….
yes….now...
F~**R~**E~**E~**D*****
FREED!!!!
And I sigh
Satisfied
I see you crumple
As down you lie
Depleted of self
Depleted of her
Depleted of everything
Everything but me
P O S S E S S E D!
Eileen Manassian Ghali
I caught a glimpse of my mirrored reflection
but dared not stop to take a closer look
for I feared my eyes would be an open book
with lines I wanted no one to read but me
No brush strokes of my brush or pen
did I want to capture with my sorrow seen
It was an absolute absurd notion
to paint the pale countenance on my face
as I walked and wallowed, lost in time and place
Since no longer does he exist in this life
I sometimes feel I am a mirage, a sullen shadow
The merest gossamer ghost of floating flesh
I know because it's what the mirror saw
With the whispering wind, I aimlessly drifted
A dreamer without a dream of what life portends
wandering in the darkest nights, depending
on the sun to rise when dappled Dawn opens his eyes.
I didn't go gentle into the nebula night
for I feel jealous when moonlight fondles the sea
feeling more pallid than Luna's light
and an echoing emptiness washed over me
I feel as if I am an alabaster phantom
my skin the transparency of a colorless hue
Procol Harum's whiter shade of pale
miserable that somehow along the way, I failed
and so it was that later...
I went gentle into the nebulous night
without the need to hem and haw
without the want to rage or the urge to fight
for the dirge of death burns in flames of finality
With my eyes wide open, I couldn't read the words
I'd written for they were blurred on the page
My eyes might just as well have been closed
for exposed was the room I'd kept locked
behind the cage of ribs that protects my heart
My silence is not anger for having lost him
without so much as a final word of goodbye,
one last smile or the chance for my eyes to weep
My silence is not bitterness, just anguished awareness
It's an umbrella I wanted to open against the weather
That storm of emotional pain I knew would arrive
I chose not to open it so the torrent of my tears
would mingle with rain, but beneath the gloomy skies
one look into my eyes would give my heartache away
If he were still alive, I wonder what we would say
They used to call it the Empire State.
But the empire isn't doing too great.
Democrats in power, big ideas they plan.
Too bad for the middle class and the forgotten man.
Low-income high rise in your village
Middle class won't escape the general pillage.
Congestion and crime, they'll surely bring,
Practical doesn't matter, ideals are everything.
Landlords, its coming, statewide rent control.
They think you fat cats should be in a hole.
Squatters' rights beat your rights, so you can't evict.
Pols keep finding new ways, troubles to inflict.
Borders wide open, worldwide crooks pour in
MS-13, Venezuelan gangs, we lose, they win.
Homeless camps appear, old diseases arise.
Politicians let a killer loose, and Laken Riley dies.
They say, "Just pack your bags, if you disagree
We don't need you, go to Florida or Tennessee
Idaho, Montana the stampede fills them in
Locals priced out, waters rise, can you swim?
Shoplifters know hundreds of items can go.
No downside, they end up rolling in dough.
For assault, arrests are made but holding is rare,
If you're the next victim, guess who doesn't care.
A store owner could ask, what am I working for,
Just to watch my goods exit out the door?
I know people who no longer walk at night.
Hard to believe pols didn't do this from spite.
They'll remove your oil and natural gas.
You can't pay the AC, but more laws they'll pass.
They'll remove merit from the medical schools.
don't crash getting out, you'll be mended by fools.
What they really believe they tactically hide
Till you elect them, then the four horsemen ride
No room for the little guy, the pols feel disdain.
Look out the window, you're on a runaway train.
And once again
My morning muse wakes me,
Wakes me from the womb of ignorance,
The night slipping off my eyelids
And I open my eyes,
Draw the curtains wide open,
The whole cosmos embracing me
As a mother would do,
And like a father, his prodigal son.
The day is spent in daily routine
As if there’s no dearth of one more day,
And before I know evening is not far away,
Followed by another morning
And one more evening,
And the eve of my life draws close,
Soon enough I sleep again,
Only, this time a little longer,
And there’s no once again!
I look just as ere, but not see,
See through the unknown highways of life,
Of ignorance and dreams,
But in vain,
Alas, all in vain,
For, man just looks, seldom to see.
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Musings |11.11.2021| Free verse
'A BRIAN STRAND 1092' Poetry Contest
You can hear it if you closely listen
That's the beat of my heart missing
What I wouldn't give right now
For a glimpse of Sarah's smile
So inviting, so wide open
Where there's beauty in the knowing
Wonder of the child
Inside of Sarah's smile
Corners turned up in perfection
Leaves no room or need for guessing
As you soon find out
Inside of Sarah's smile
Bringing life to clarity
Giving them away for free
Love the only sound
Inside of Sarah's smile
There is laughter in the making
No time that is ever wasted
What I wouldn't give right now
For a glimpse of Sarah's smile
Just thinking of my beautiful daughters smile.
"I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart) I am never without it..." E.E. Cummings
Hello my dearest darling, it was our time to wake,
The rustic rooster had already roused my reverie,
Heralding the dewy dawn
Of our new great day.
For I could never live without you.
I yearned for your presence all the time.
Everywhere in the countryside was peace
And crowned with our steadfast love
With the sound of nurturing nature.
As I lay on our comfy broad bed,
I looked at my still-slumbering wedded wife.
Her fragrant freckled face looked on so serenely,
A soft sweet smile hovered on her luscious lips
So peaceful and fair,
As if she were amid many pleasant placid dreams
So I could not bear to wake her up and spoil
Her various favorite fantasies.
Suddenly her emerald eyes fluttered wide open,
And saw my boyish grim smiling seductively at her.
She grabbed my head and lowered me on her lips
That smell of lavish lavender filled my nostrils.
This was a harmonious heaven on earth.
Later we went down for our favorite food,
We rode our bikes and pedaled hard,
Admiring the snow-capped mountains that rose far.
Cedars, larches, and junipers adorned the steep slopes
Where eagles, kites and vultures flew
Searching for their potential prey.
Whilst on the grassy picturesque plain,
Warblers, thrushes and orioles
Twittered their serenade symphony songs.
Finally, we arrived at my Taverna
And beckoned the masterful Manager.
Heard the required report on the gains I made.
Everything was smooth
For I wear my enchanting emotions up my sleeve.
We idled the dreamy day away,
Hugging and kissing most of the time.
Partook of a delicious dinner for two,
But at closing time we went back home,
To a well-needed restful rural repose
In each other’s enticing embrace.
Placed 1st
Her name was paranoia;
and she asked me do you see all those people;
why are they all staring at us?
where are they all going, all knowing;
See them staring at me;
I walk on!
them all is just ahead of me;
a smile is just a frown;
well the people laughing yet they're cry;
but yet I can't see my eyes are wide open shut and:
who can I trust?
I'm filled with disgust;
why all these people looking at me;
While in the perimeter all I can get from her,
other visions of people looking at me;
Blue purple Royal or is it in the envy,
constantly paranoia!
9/29/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2020
Whether the dirt is red,
Sandy or dusty,
You are home with you.
Whether the skies are overcast,
Pouring, Filled with electricity,
Or wide open and blue.
You'll hear everyone's methods,
An opportunity and lesson,
Each connection a paver.
Times will test and confuse,
Heart racing or hands sweating,
Each conflict you become braver.
A road of your own, stones different than before,
Never yet seen by others,
And not able to be comprehended.
There will be times of loneliness, sorrow and pain,
When hope is missing, have faith,
Those things were meant to have ended.
Let go again and again, taking pieces from the road,
One day you'll turn around,
And see the work that felt a chore.
Paving blindly, it seemed,
Now a path to walk others along,
Hold their hands, even if no one held yours.
Let them learn and source their pavers,
That you couldn't comprehend...
It's their turn now, you've done a good job my friend.
Awakened from an afternoon nap, I arose
and peeped out through the veranda window.
My weary eyes suddenly burst wide open in utter
amazement at what was being canvassed before them.
There, sitting on the grass with folded legs was
this cute little hued girl staring into the hedges.
A more focused look revealed another little black
one sitting in familiar pose, staring right back at her.
Both seemed to be just sitting there staring at each other
with tongues sticking out and swerving around their mouths.
Quietly and motionless, I stood there watching them for what
seemed to have been hours but was only for just a few minutes.
Once I clearly realized who the other character was, my heart began
loudly beating like a roaring train. Then, as a cloud passed across the sun,
the other character gently uncoiled, waged its tail, and slowly crawled
off; and turning towards me, the child waved and asked me if all was ok.