Dear Paladin Vampire,
I eagerly await our first indulgence,
that initial gaze into charming eyes;
All my life I have loathed being mortal,
for you daylight I would willingly sacrifice;
A courtship beyond my imagination,
rose hip covered sheets and being wooed;
We’ll leave fellow romantics covetous,
my Love offer me this entanglement!
Sunset spray painting us in the sky,
you can taste me and teach me to hunt.
Let’s get lost in a honeymoon of blood,
I’ll be devoted to every taste of it;
Sweep me away any way that you like;
Silken restraints and a neck nip,
few fathom this fetish a part of me;
My Love I have much left to reveal
must this fantasy leave me pining?
I fear more will serve to quell curiosity
so I bid adieu until you come for me;
I could wait but I’d really rather not.
Forever yours willingly,
- Melrose
Categories:
melrose, devotion, emotions, lust,
Form: Free verse
Allow me to introduce myself,
friends tend to call me Saturn’s MelRose;
Once you read me? I stay off the shelf;
I run around in a sweet saucer
all decked out in salmon pink and green;
It runs on the smoothest ice water;
Vast emerald and rose trails take wing,
my reputation always proceeds;
Ship arrival’s got music blasting;
Spicy taste like Taco Temptations,
I’ll share mouthwatering bliss with you;
A vibe of flavorful explosions;
Life’s a tour bus for me everyday,
spinning parties everywhere I go;
You’ll feel it as soon as I press play;
Floating in on a sick rhythmic beat,
I flutter into invisible;
Flick that switch on, hit it off, repeat;
We’ll do this all night if you want to,
those who built me forgot a slow move;
It is all or nothing just for you;
Flooding wood with cosmic ascension
glitter bombs and sick lines hit the floor;
All your senses give way to passion;
My life’s devoted to a mirror
showing you what you’re capable of;
By track’s end you’ll be a believer;
High fever demands that you return;
On my slick turntables the motto
is ‘For all you girls filled with fire? Burn.’
Categories:
melrose, devotion, emotions, music,
Form: Rhyme
Hello 2024,
Together let us create a vision board.
Manifestation powers are real.
What I want this year is to travel.
See a part of the world that’s exotic,
take in the sites get acquainted
with a new culture;
I’d really like to feel young again
and indulge in things brand new;
I want to lift people up
and at the same time get lifted.
I don’t want to be around toxic
gossip and be forced to listen to it.
Surround me with only those
who share this growth mindset,
a crew of deep thinkers;
I’d really like to feel young again
and indulge in things brand new;
An inquisitive woman with balance
who walks a high wire successfully
that is the person I strive to be.
The ability to implement habits
that will make this a victory
I would like to be a priority.
I’m willing to learn, I’m willing to try.
To those things keeping me stagnant?
I say goodbye. It is written so mote it be.
Cheers to a new chapter,
Melrose
Categories:
melrose, emotions, inspirational, introspection, motivation,
Form: Free verse
Dear 2023,
The vision deepened,
the view became panoramic;
Yet here we are running in circles
all talk and very little action;
One two three, one two three;
what will spark our evolution?
One two three, one two three;
When will we be ready for change?
No matter where the arrows point
it seems we have our backs turned;
In pause sitting at the starting gate
legs crossed and our arms folded;
One two three, one two three;
what will spark our evolution?
One two three, one two three,
When will we be ready to change?
Optimism’s time should’t run out
but being a realist I know what I see;
I am grateful for all of the lessons
I’ve enjoyed every single moment;
2024 is on the horizon let’s put to use
the knowledge that you have taught us..
Cheers to the next chapter,
Melrose
Categories:
melrose, emotions, feelings, humanity,
Form: Free verse
Anti-Poem – “At Pinks With Little Susie”
maybe if we hold hands the dizziness will go away
little susie be driving a ‘62 gray pontiac grand prix
she say driving is easy once you get the hang of it
tan nyloned legs caress the gas pedal with mettle
flying fast now she stops at melrose and van ness
susie say she feels sick and thinks it’s the roadkill
i just hit something bad she say it ain’t alive now
maybe if we play parcheesi all day it will go away
my problems be like sticky ants she say they stay
susie parks the pontiac in a shaded lot on la brea
she says she wants a pinks hot dog and a yoohoo
cool guys with duck tails and taps hang out there
their scarf-wearing chicks smoke filter cigarettes
susie thinks life is a vicious monster with no eyes
it just attacks and kills everyday and everywhere
susie say her hot dog tastes good tastes like love
will you marry me susie i says suddenly laughing
maybe if we marry all the bad things will go away
little susie be driving home now holding my hand
Categories:
melrose, america, memory,
Form: Free verse
Melrose,
a colorful flower of motley verse;
Eccentric baffling moody contradiction;
Coffee, Ocean, Music
Euphoric excitement
Solitude and calm
Freedom and adventures
Shadows and emptiness
Ireland, Seattle, and the pyramids;
Dreaming in the Florida panhandle;
Do not try to analyze a poet,
revel in the words that so briefly let you feel.
Categories:
melrose, emotions, feelings, poetry, write,
Form: Bio
he thought people would
buy his meat! He wanted
people to taste his meat !
he like it when people
enjoyed his meat!
he made processors to process
his meat. he made seasonings
to make his meat best. They
loved his meat. until the rumor that
his meat had yeast in it, opened the doors
to criticism of his
seasoning processes. in 1934 his meat plant
in Dulkuff Providence was looked at by the Canadian Government.
it was found safe and clean, and the product acceptable by the govt.
issue came when the government of Canada secretly changed the address' and name of Dulkuff, and when we found these papers we.
we found this man was born in 1881 ,august 16. He died June 2 1971
106 years ago. his address was 5555 melrose avenue.
he sang she done me wrong and they made a long video for it.
Categories:
melrose, best friend, betrayal, birthday,
Form: Ballad
No more Stanford and son
Esther and Lamont is taking a stroll
no more Beverly hills billies
Jestro the freak seem out of control.
When the news came out
that soaps have hit the scene
i thought is was zest, Palmolive
or irish spring.
No your wrong neighbors explain
if we are so bold and beautiful
then we should have
something to gain.
But life today is an up hill battle
and as the world turns
we becomes depress and dull
no wonder at the end of the day
we check our self into general hospital.
My doctors say i have one life to live
and all my children are on my case
so whenever i feel young and restless
i will stop for a drink at Melrose place.
But we cannot forget the days of our life
do something to make them look bright
so in the end we can stand and say
it was nice to see the guiding light.
Categories:
melrose, confusion, people, life,
Form: Rhyme