How dare you try to shrug it off, Joe
as 'one bad night'
when you didn’t deliver...
...Just like you didn’t deliver on Afghanistan, or
on picking a competent VP, or
on ending COVID school lockdowns, or
on reigning in reckless government spending, or
on combating skyrocketing inflation, or
on maintaining order at our southern border, or
on giving Ukraine what it needed to stop Putin, or
on keeping the pressure on Hamas instead of on Israel, or
on telling the truth about Hunter’s laptop, or
on supporting women’s sports for biological women only
on fighting unprecedented urban crime and disorder, or
on so much more
Your failure to deliver on debate night
once more reflects your utter lack of insight
demonstrates why you have absolutely no right
to continue to make a mockery of us
in this, America’s darkest night
Joe! Give up your maddeningly selfish fight
for the Presidency ~ you’re too far gone to see the light
playing around
playing with sound
quadraphonic engulfing
me so
i start off
simply being
me me me me
me eee ee e
so what so
what sooo wha
soo what so
try it again
defining
myself
elf ell
maddeningly
juggling
sound
starting with
an egg and
a wooden
chair with
a chain
saw
BEGIN
egg leg chain
chair saw egg
ggg arr charrr
ehhhh awww
errr gah chah
cha cha oh my
god i've chu
cuh cuh cut
my arm
off
she said
muy loco
i said
muy loca
we
both
maddeningly
laughed
our crazy
but i swear
hers
was more
like a donkey
At that moment,
My soul fractured,
Recognizing my broken self seared my senses,
Each piece cut as I picked it up,
Healing will come not from wishing away the cracks,
But accepting the pieces with the cracks as my new self.
Gazing through broken spectacles at a cracked mirror,
The world has warped separating vision from reality,
What is seen exists only in viewing,
What is known is not reflected to the viewer.
The heart beats consistently, lovingly, maddeningly, furiously, peacefully,
Until it beats erratically,
And opens a door of uncertainty,
The heart beats constantly until it doesn’t.
The veil becomes thin exposing another way,
All that is known becomes unclear,
Allowing other information a momentary priority,
Which is the waking world?
I seek to wash away the illusion and love into the universe.
like a balloon
a wind blown
plastic bag
maddeningly
nomadically
crosses
Saharan
sands
polymer
makes for
eternal
travel
nothing
to stand
to stop
while
pyramids
slowly
erode
Darling, your little lamb dressed naughtily in lace
lies here languishing endlessly on satin sheets,
with loosened locks spread upon a silken pillow case.
I sail into a day-dream land where I think of what I miss:
the ripple of your gentle laughter, the scintilla of your smile,
which send me to a lavender and lilac scented place of soulful bliss.
I imgaine your soft eyes, alluringly light blue,
your lashes that lightly brush my blushing face,
And your dulcet voice calling, “Let me make sweet love to you.”
Mesmermized by magic, I’m revolving with delight,
maddeningly loving you, I’m lilting. You’re my moon.
In your illumination, I am floating in your light.
Dreaming of your smooth lips moving marvelously on mine.
Like licking the meringue on lemon pie, so succulent.
My wine, my mint julip, the elixir I imbibe – you are sublime.
Here I am , your little lamb, yet dressed so naughtily.
Hurry, Darling, let me fall upon you and love you lusciously.
March 30, 2018
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Bubbling up the tendrils of the inflamable cups
Filled to the brim with the dense brown odour
Of the maddeningly reddening valentine tulips
Surrender your sonnet to the unbending burglar
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A tissue like a white hibiscus like the one in the garden of Demetrios
It fell on my shoulder, as if from the scarlet mist of my unconscious
Emitting a maddeningly possessive aroma
Forced me to look at the spotted cheetah
Seated under a very old yellow forest birch in an appetite ageless
As I craned my neck a little up my eyes came across the pink furnace
His flowing hair resembled an amber cascade in a hill in Darjeeling
His face held the finely drawn painting of Michelangelo, revealing
Hypnotic heat of passion for my deep river
At the bend looked up the restless shiver
The crimson coloured crests rushing toward the inevitable healing
In reckless submission to the cuddling curving crashing and crushing
What happened then is not difficult for you to visualize dear readers
An elegant embroidery of diamond desire from the rainbow breakers
Looked down in delight the birds from the clouds
How in sweet heat dissolved the cultural shroud
In the fountain of eternal flesh and blood the lilacs of Atlantic laughter
Thousands of butterflies under sunlight set sail in flamboyant lustre
October 24, 2017
Time laughs as she looks luminously red
In my longish love-pot looking gorgeous
Rich nature has so fondly invested
Her with marine beauty so infectious
At morning she beautified my garden
With her softly reassuring pink grace
At noon my white lily is quite ardent
At evening oranges come on her face
Maddeningly red lily she is now
Crimson murmur firing sparks from Venus
I am not sure of my art as to how
To hold you tonight for a trip to Mars
Lovely perfume frees all birds of frisson
Getting me inside the clouds from ocean
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Maddeningly cold
Screams of dying dreams call for
Pulling the trigger,
Ultimate act of defeat
Ending your own misery
On this day, the light declares victory
The Sun’s unrelenting march
From its Stygian, icy fortress
Has at last dethroned the indolent dark
The pendulum swings into the black
The metronome ticks maddeningly faster
Life, the sleep sand wiped out of its eyes,
In love again in its giddy mania
Emerald mother unfurls to embrace
The fertile seed of the victorious Sun
A hint of pollen with each breath beckons, as
The world spins dizzyingly towards its fevered peak.
3/20/16
Ethereally, breathtakingly beautiful
Miniscule your faults no compare
Maddeningly, temperamentally playful
Athletically challenging flair
Essentially charismatic though guileless
Monumental in your achieved goal
Motherly manifestations you bless
A spiritually progressive soul.
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