Wandering the two in between the kingdoms
One side, quiet and bright, flagged the havens
The other, earthly world, noisy and light dim
Drifting up or down when the moody flow faint
To brightness fly and blurring dim fall
Somewhere belonging may lack for souls
Quiescent and chaos changed as tides floated
Uneasy and wobbly similar to traveling boats
Up or down, with straw sticks grasping
Steering wheel holding for the time clouds
Time goes likewise the seagulls chasing
From starting point to the place anchor
Heart awaits longly for people nauseating
While mind gonna sparks be star exciting
Categories:
longly, 1st grade, 3rd grade,
Form: Sonnet
He lived in a small village
Dick Longly was his name
He was known for miles around
An extra long willy his claim to fame
The men folk thought him a legend
Considered him unbelievably blessed
The women wanted to get to know him
Put that legend to the test!!
Dick was known by many a name
One “The Three legged man”
“Dick the Donkey ”another
And “Wham Bam thankyou Ma’am”
Dick was naturally a happy man
Though he did have one concern
His appendage was so long and dangly
It caused him to tumble and turn
He tried tying it in knots
But it had its own stubborn mind
Not doing what it was supposed too
Unraveling each and every time
Dick had a brilliant thought
Which worked perfectly without fail
He tucked his willy underneath
He is now known as the “Man With The Tail”
Categories:
longly, humorous, rude,
Form: Rhyme
CONFUSION
CONFUSION CAN DISTURB LIFE
DISTURB LIFE LEAD TO FAILURE
FAILURE LEAD TO UNSUCCESS
UNSUCCESS LEAD TO DEPRESSION
CONFUSION SHORTLY IT TAKE TIME LONGLY
CONFUSION CONFUSED MIND
YOU CAN SAVE WITH DETERMINED
EVERY WAY IS NOT EASY IN LIFE
QUIT CONFUSION FOR EASY LIFE
TAKE ANY ONE DECISION
ONE DECISION MAKE LIFE
LIFE IS SHORT, WORK IS MORE
DON’T YOUR AIM IGNORE
YOU WILL FEEL RELAX
AFTER SOLVE YOUR LIFE CONFUSSION
TAKE IT EASY EVERY THING
THERE ARE EVERY DAY CONFUSION
TAKE DECISION REMOVE CONFUSION
ENJOY LIFE WITHOUT CONFUSION
Categories:
longly, appreciation, change, cheer up,
Form: Rhyme
I walk alone on the street
Among the buildings in a queue
Among the cars running for pursuits
Among the subjects knowing not their names
And their thoughts by which they struggle for
The scene, they walk their own crowd
Aside from emotions, and smiles
They are idiots off-street
I walk alone in puzzlings for
As a kite flying among the birds
Or inversely the kite floating around
The upper and lower lines
We are walking longly on the glare
Into a scene that the person stare
Categories:
longly, city, confusion, destiny, dream,
Form: Sonnet
another day passes
light fading
darkness slowly
pushing the last rays
beyond the orbs curve
and night arrives
unchallenged
warmth and heat
remain
undminished
yet longly lingering
sightless shimmering
absent the sun
disappeared
a lightly blowing
breeze gently
stirs the grass
the leaves
passing without
judgement or
comment
appearing in reverse
tomorrow
will come
old or new
repeated ritual
does what it does
as is replaces was
Categories:
longly, nature, sunset,
Form: Free verse
I was stareing at you just the other day and just another way, just another moment
to bring fond memory of your sweet lips & sexxy hipp's as my mind went wondering on
a longly trip. A trip of yesterday's - days of when we first met and on this trip of my mind,
I cann't forget those words that was said to each other and I remember whispering as we
laid there and kiss, and my heart did spent, the way you look at me was love at "Innocent
Moment". Love, WOW! such a powerfull word as then trouble came and things began to
change and two ships on a voyage for whatever the star's were destine to be we quickly
became lost of the moment and you said, "you nolonger love me".
But as the day's turn to months and then to year's gone by. One day by grace we met
again face to face, thing's had change we no-longer hunger for the worst of our attitude,
you saw the man in me I saw the women in you, together the link in the chain began to
strengthen our relationship, hand's all over each other the message of love was well sent.
Lip's touching together, two bodie's caresing together for us was, "Innocent Moment".
Categories:
longly, loveday, love, me, together,
Form: Prose Poetry
And this flag I have damned so longly,
This rag, and nothing more,
While death-mock-racy raved and raved and avenged its bloodthirst
Over and over,
Since the inception of a country, with George and Martha and Mary
With nothing save civility, in drawingrooms and battlefields
Is justified by that gentle face, somehow justified as being no longer a damnation
But the stuff of a citizenry, with that face, and the mulatoo's face, sad, overgrown Abe
and all of his honesty,
How proud I am of the flag I never had,
Of the society I spent decades criminalizing, cursing
And of all the possibilities inherent in Innocence:
That is the face of my President
And this is my tattered flag!
Categories:
longly, black african american, faith,
Form: Prose Poetry
The black hood cloaked her so only a pale white
face was showing.Her features where too strange
to pass as human but beautiful all the same.
Her dark eyes looked at me longly but we both
knew it could never be the way it was.We both
had our obligations to other people now.Her small
thin hands touched my face gently on the cheeks.
I pulled down her hood and stroked my fingers
through her almost white hair Then kissed her
forhead.I made a joke about the cloak saying it
was from some kind of witches order.We parted
ways and with a flash of light she was gone.
Categories:
longly, fantasy, girlfriend-boyfriend, lost love,
Form: Epic
Gather my remains from the noose you keep
Last of the darkened sheep
Stress minus satisfaction so I lose no sleep
A fallen sculpture from the noose you keep
Last of your darkened sheep
No apologies, for I shall lose no sleep
Another episode, epidemic
Pieces of my debt’d limit
Volts of electricity
The reception, should’ve filmed it
Another suspect misfits your description
As I sat back I realized
These spectators adore my addiction
Sudden changes would restore my ability
To produce nonfiction
A given charge and I’ll blow
Son of friction
Once again
Officer has chosen me to wrongly accuse
No mistakes
The privilege has been to longly abused
Swearing the good book, the got warrants
Monroe’s PD as scandalous as hot torrents
Illegally born
Another uniformed eagle torn
Blah Blah, just another kid blaming a cop
In your eye sight
I remain the criminal to be stopped
I’m everything you could never be
An image of purity, but doubt you’ll ever see
So gather my remains from the noose you keep
Categories:
longly, life, loss, music, song-sleep,
Form: I do not know?
From when'st this knife fallen from that yonder shelf...
Impels it's long slicable blade deep inside my self.
That blade which bade it's woeful cry so loud...
Gathered many a spectator's viewing crowd.
Blood which spreadeth it's widening reddened shroud...
Instilled it's red bathing, all to a wondering how'd?
That orange reddened sun bathes the vulture, in
it's heated life shrinking rays of death stalking days...
Serpent's severed head, happly shone off it's protruding,
elusive pointy forked tongue.
Jackal's fanged teeth had gnarled it's death delivering
quivered smiles...
To all the many horror striked fearing victim's.
The sun had set it's macbre shadow to toil and boil the earth...
Longly and lastly to end on this worldly planed, any chanceful
innocent one's by nature, it's long suffered birth.
Caw, Caw, ... No more forever moored!
Categories:
longly, death, nature, parody, passion,
Form: I do not know?
Ouch, to cut my finger...
Pain and blood spills and does longly stay and linger.
To give my sliced appendaged digit a much needed bath...
I won't cook for a living, or go to school for typing or even take math.
Math and onions i do not like...
I'd rather have a tooth pulled or be super glued to a seatless one peddled
down hill travelling brakeless bike.
I'll only eat onions that are totally cooked...
I wont go to a restaurant and look on a menue to oder it from the waitress,
it will never be booked.
Categories:
longly, on work and working,
Form: I do not know?
At eleven,
I have lived a longly short life
I have seen so much
I have experienced to much
I have seen the hobos on the corner of the streets
I have experienced the meaning of love
The meaning of life
The meaning of friendship
All within my short lonesome eleven years
All at eleven
Categories:
longly, sad,
Form: Bio