Luxuriate Poems

Summer Shining Splendour

Summer Shining Splendour

l-u-s-h   la-v-e-n-d-e-r-s lux ~u~ ri ~ ate.

luxate in the calmness of country living

It is warm enough to be summer
Thunderous jet flies over
My dogs are wrestling in the grass
Edge of forest is greening
Ferns and moss peek above ground to say hi
Pear tree s blooming with frothy white flowers
Tulip tree has one lone bright pink bud
The land is returning to life
A tiny yellow moth dips and flits in the driveway
I luxuriate in the calmness of country living

Paradise regained

Nothing could be finer than to be deep  inside your v****a in the morning
Nothing could be sweeter than my sweetie when I touch her up  in the morning
When my morning glory presents itself at your widening   door
Threading through your fair forest to enter your oasis once more
Rolling with my girlie in our  bed so  bright and early in the morning
Puckering up my lips  to kiss your stiffening papillae tips in the morning
And then south of your succulent breasts I  often long to  go
To sip the ichor of your oasis in its fertile and full  flow
Until finally we again come back  chest to breasts and  face to face
To merge in that one climactic full and frenetic  embrace
From which we recover aquiver, relaxed and wholly spent.
A brief glimpse of heaven from above so generously sent
This engrossing eternal bliss allows us both to rise 
To luxuriate in our  fleeting moment of that pure paradise.
If I had a magic wand for only a day,
I'd make a wish and here's what I'd say,
"Nothing could be finer than to be deep in your v****a
Every morning"

call me Joe

Call me Joe

I do not take pleasure in seeing the Joe Bidden
in the throes of senility, those who pushed him 
into running, knew he was not sharp 
he was always the company man 
did their work
From what I know about this man
"Call Me Joe" was about a nasty man who
suffered low grades at school, but he had 
the cunning of fools voting for those 
who could make his life better
Tus he rise in power as a man to 
be rusted
and we know what that entails
AI did trust him implicitly, owned them
many favors I blame Obama, who
who joined the have classes as soon as he could
with swimming pools and dubious sex  
he also bears a unified hatred of the white
a shade lighter, damn it.
The elite of the USA are pushing America 
into a war where working people will die
fighting perceived freedom while they
luxuriate in the Bahamas  
We have a man, a Vulgarian, and as 
Chas Freeman said about hi, the clock is
right, this might be his moment of truth
As for Joe Biden, only Israel might mourn
his passing

America's Decency's Gone

Where has America’s decency gone
    Long time passing
  All the folks who support Hamas
   would thrill to Auschwitz’ gassings   

  Hamas rapes, burns and slaughters Jews
    Palestinians celebrate these ‘heroes’
  Their American supporters don’t want Jews to fight back
    The number of foes killed will have too many zeroes  

  No matter that Hamas embeds its troops
     in Gaza’s hospitals and schools
  Or that they use human shields
     to pad the numbers killed urban war yields…

  Meanwhile, Hamas blocks food and humanitarian aid
    from ever reaching civilians
  As their fat-cat leaders luxuriate in Qatar
    drinking and dining in pavilions

  Where has America’s moral compass gone
    to support monsters like Hamas…
  Those who scream ‘from the River to the Sea’
    would eliminate each and every Jew ~ Nazi brutality to surpass

Nowhere

Nowhere is a place
that comes up blank 
on google maps 
but you go there everyday,
walk the streets,
catch a train, buy lunch
at the same cafe.
Everything there is a clever
counterfeit, a construct
of your mind.

Nowhere is a place
where you can hide, 
where shadows luxuriate 
and thoughts have doors
so you can slip away
without being seen.
It's the place you know,
the stalled halfway point
where a lifetime
can be spent shuffling
dead end streets between 
where you are and where 
you want to go.

The Rain

The Rain
When the spring bursts into bloom again 
I come along in showers of rain
Watch as I dance upon flowerbeds
Aiding plants to raise their pretty heads.

Listen to my rhythmic melody
Whether brisk or slow my tempo be
Taste me and drink me abundantly 
In quenching cups of coffee or tea.

Luxuriate in me as you bathe
I ease away body aches and pains
Feel the softness of your silky skin
It's I that beautifies from within.

I hydrate trees so leaves grow and glow
And crops grown to feed, row after row
Creatures on land or those in the sea
Are entirely reliant on me.

There'd be no rainbows painted on sky
If no rain ever fell from on high
As I'm passing by in clouds of grey
Thank the Lord that I am on the way.

*+*+*+*

21st February 2023

In Bloom Poetry Contest 
Sponsored by,: Joseph May

Observance

Years flying by like the days of the week 
A blurring bullet train

Moments memories hardly time to cement
A record to fully retain

I understand that being mindful of
The nuance and play of the light

The aroma and sound of each unique event
Will serve to set this aright

In a car crash once I saw time slow down
to a  frozen molasses crawl

I know it's schedule is flexible
this thought I share with you all

Languish at a cup of tea
Loiter at what brings delight

Ask what does this moment afford me
 cool pink morning  star lit sultry night

The laughter of children anyone's
Not constricted to those you begot

Let their merry hearts once again carry you
to places you thought you forgot

Take it in take it all in
Luxuriate in this your life

A caution don't give in to shutting down
Should you be encountering strife

When you in offense shut out the bad
You shut out the good you know

See it acknowledge it let it go
looking  for  good to sow

Your head will rest light on the pillow
that is not stuffed with regret

Rest deeply knowing tomorrow
Will bring wonders you haven't seen yet

Solitude

I yearn to be productive
In enchanted solitude
Left alone to pen the words
My freedom to include
A state of true contentment
A sense of self control
To experience tranquility
Reclaim what darkness stole
To allow myself unbiased ease
No negative belief
No depressive infiltration
No egregious furtive thief
To bask in silent glory
No care to be disturbed
My precious time I cherish
My inner thoughts unheard
A moment to seal confidence
A letter to compose
A congratulatory statement
As I laze in sweet repose
Forget the outsides influence
It's fearfless harsh attempt
To drag me from my comfort zone
Preserve my mind unkempt
Luxuriate and propagate
The determined seeds I'd sown
Through trials and tribulations
I've learned and I have grown

The Skin of the Good Folk

It's
funny 
how some 
career politicians
(are hollow politicians)
luxuriate outside their districts
(their slowely crumbling districts)
typically feeding their tired voting base 
the same old yellowing crumbs about racism
bellowing how the man is keeping them down
barking from mansions about how horrible we are
while they're booties grow fat off divisive rhetoric
lies and distortion sucking joy from their faces
seeing through the fish-eyed lens of racism
but the poor sheep keep voting them in 
for decade after bleating decade.

Snakes will devour their own tails
sheep will travel in tighter circles
hawks are decending upon them
its shopping day for buzzards
hearts filled with mayhem 
a pair of snake eyes
poking out from
the skin 
of the
good 
folk

Lullabye For Lilah

Lithsome little lass of mine – always laughing -
lingering outside, you luxuriate in sun’s last light.
I see you leap gleefully in the field lush with lilies.
My silly daffodil, you long to pluck the last rays of twilight!

Can I lure my darling lamb inside with luscious lemon pie?
Let me bathe you, Lilah. Later, the night shall surely creep.
Lay your sleepy head, Love, on the pillow; listen as I sing
a lilting melody to lull my lovely little girl to sleep.

Dec. 12, 2020 N/A in Alliteration contest
for Brian Strand's Podium Placing Promise(3) Poetry Contest

Live Your Most Joyful Self

Embroider unicorn dreams into your mind
Soften threads that glisten silver and gold
Create a tapestry of silken ecstasy
Luxuriate in melodic calm of butterfly whispers
Glide on a nurturing magic faerie’s wings
Slumber on the gentles of pink rose petals
Enjoy their beautiful fragrance which delights
Transform each breath into a deeper mediation
Live your most joyful self, drift into your heart song

A Gentle Rain

The world feels cleansed
After a gentle spring rain
Before July’s monster humidity takes over
Cat and I luxuriate in the freshness

A silent commune
Reverent appreciation
He nuzzles my arm affectionately.
Licked by his sandpaper tongue, I feel loved.

We sit without uttering a sound
Two souls in April
Feeling the gloriousness 
of God’s gentle rain

Grace and Solitude

There are two trees in my back yard
I turn to when my days grow hard:
I’ve named them Grace and Solitude,
they serve to cleanse life’s dust accrued.

Grace comforts me with peace unearned;
with mercy, should a bridge be burned.
Its tranquil shade my spirit lifts,
reminding me of God’s good gifts.

When under Solitude’s lush bough
I rest refreshed (at least for now).
On plush grass I luxuriate,
to skylark’s tune I meditate.

Content to bathe in nature’s views -
then back to hear the daily news.
I sigh as I hear of disease,
desiring solace from those trees.

From respite I too soon adjourn
and to my daily tasks return.
I crave to lave in quietude;
my place of Grace and Solitude.

Written 6 May 2020

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