Where the blast of winter goes,
snow and moisture always flow,
strikes the bush, the rock, the tree,
any building that stands free,
builds a protrusion of white,
like some sped-up stalactite,
ice-trails pointing with the wind,
staggered lengths of icy fringe,
bends the saplings with its weight,
stresses old trunks, some will break,
buildings grow a rounded form,
often look lifeless, forlorn.
Stark and sculpted is its work,
alien world on the earth,
just grows bigger over time,
the snow-mixed coatings of rime,
too much may even cause loss,
but it’s so fun to chip off…
The transformation starts today.
Now looking at myself I say..
‘I’m eternally yours.
I’ll never let you down again.
I’ve paid all of my dues times ten.
This underdog now scores.’
It took so much to come this far,
I know what my deal breakers are.
Don’t try to shut me up,
you’re doomed to fail from inception.
A smile can change a reflection
becoming your backup.
Can you decipher sarcasm?
Is true happiness a chasm?
Hold your head high with pride,
mindset can transform what is true.
Don’t forget to be good to you,
confidence starts inside.
watercolors stir
from alabaster rime.
Your presence shapes
a spacious stillness
Feet fly down an intimate street
blindfolded you would know it’s beat,
the sound of solid roots.
Suddenly stirring full of tears
you haven’t seen her face in years,
that city is in cahoots.
Still can’t visit the timing’s wrong,
you’ve been away for far too long.
When you’re homesick? You know.
It’s sad that only tragedy
calls people back so easily,
family ties will show.
I tell myself book it today
don’t indulge another delay,
grab a seat in first class.
Stop dancing around a reason
you fly cheap in the off season,
don’t let this moment pass.
I have a strict morning routine,
my hairstyle is touchably clean.
Sometimes the curls go wild,
mirroring every thought growing.
Natural on the wind showing
an angle when profiled.
Never afraid to start over,
a new look’s a reinventor.
Taste is shown with a cut,
bringing about a toothy grin.
Radiating beneath the skin,
it’s that swag and a strut.
Way too feral to be tied up,
an iced coffee without makeup.
Real in the rawest way,
I can be out the door in five.
Free-spirited brunette’s alive
at the start of each day.
A night out with cotton candy
can leave children feeling randy,
wearing gluttonous grins.
Colorful contortionist will twist
that is an act not to be missed,
just watch how his leg spins.
The saddest clowns tossing a ball
await a harsh howl to befall,
happiness in surplus.
Regal headmaster center ring
making a little noise chanting,
a classical circus.
An acrobat walking a wire
perfect balance built to inspire,
delicately seems hooked.
With the score a willing backdrop
for the stars under the big top,
oh how easy it looked.
Stagnant love is inviting death,
steer clear of it with every breath.
Sweet red roses and ice,
attractive yet never changing.
In the search for everlasting,
dark chocolates roll the dice.
Enjoy the most intimate talk,
turn the world off go for a walk.
Passion blooms in silence,
those romantic escalations.
Such exciting revelations,
a smile feeds confidence.
Sip lips just like morning coffee,
caffeine fires playful energy.
Bittersweet pick me up,
the rollercoaster is the cream.
Let your body begin to hum,
the kiss precedes a scream.
Hoisted onto a moon ladder,
dizzying height could not phase her.
Inside reverie’s ring
she soars into the midnight air.
Wild smile and soft skin laid bare,
each star sparkles screaming.
Uninhibited so high up,
she’s now prepared for a closeup.
Flying from rung to rung
filled with clear infatuation.
Twenty four carat addiction,
too bright the glister hung.
Scenery transforms lightning fast,
the view’s here then a shadow’s cast.
Ride swiftly reckless soul,
feed insatiable fantasies.
Let go of cruel formalities,
a scandalous black hole.
Massaging me with body oil,
I am now your woman to spoil.
My hair’s become ringlets.
With an arch in the jacuzzi,
I lay back let you taste me.
String pearls and cigarettes.
There is an absence of my voice,
save an inarticulate noise.
The sound of a branding.
Your adept hands apply pressure,
hit that line of pain and pleasure.
My heart’s understanding.
Where do you end and I begin?
My safe word is ‘Separation’.
Manicured nails cut glass.
Mirrors left completely shattered,
lips left soiled and tattered.
Pure lux in sassafras.
Part III
And there I learned the silent truth:
The song I broke was whole.
It binds all stars, all stones, all souls;
A thread that makes us full.
To harm but one, is harm to all—
A lesson seared in pain.
Now I must mend these broken chords
And weave the song again.
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Part IV
So now I roam, from star to star,
My story told with care:
Of pride, of loss, of one sharp choice,
And songs too bright to bear.
The melody of life endures,
A thread through cosmic whole.
It binds each being, stone, and star;
A chorus of the soul.
To break one note is break them all—
This truth I dearly earned.
And so I wander, seeking peace:
For harmony, returned.
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Conclusion
The traveler’s voice falls soft and low,
A whisper through the night:
“To mend the song, to heal the threads,
Is to restore the light.”
Vampires relish the winter sky,
they feed on every mournful cry;
The holiday lonely;
Wanting to be caressed in bed,
or make love on an antique sled;
Snowflakes and peony;
You can’t go buy the gift they seek,
to bite and taste another freak;
Carnivorous copper;
Lips that pull all your insides out,
and feast on every fevered shout;
Such thieves are improper;
Beneath his gaze she will give in
lured by such toxic temptation;
Conundrum I admit;
Beware of a festive mirage
that baits you with it’s entourage;
A strong dopamine hit.
I blow bubbles
without a care
upon the morning air
see as I play
it takes my breath away
look look
traces of me
up up
into the sky
now
on high
forever fly
PARODY
pithy never uncouth with a short bitter truth
perhaps ironic & or a little sardonic
a satire of which many never will tire
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Exhume my gone exuberance,
I’ve always been drawn to a chance;
Such enticing grandeur;
Resurrect me from hollowed ground,
I long to indulge lush newfound;
Run with me, wildflower;
Missing all the juice of layers,
I’m dry devoid of purveyors;
Poundcake of foundation;
Through dynamism opened up,
faint flush from natural makeup;
A welcome distinction;
Revive me but do it slowly,
I’m stained glass you are the church key;
So sensitive to sensuous,
it’s been buried deep for so long;
Your hymnal could wake my soul’s song,
lead me to exodus;
Set free my dormant element,
overwhelm me and leave me spent;
Look at me, make the call;
To others we may seem baroque,
with all that passion will evoke;
Love is real after all.
Sucker for ill fated romance,
I’m dancing an ultra slow dance
on Heartache Boulevard;
I’ve got so much love to bestow
if you’re not mine I’ve got to go;
Or I’ll be permanently scarred;
I saw stars when given your kiss,
fearless and blinded by such bliss
fell down and lost myself;
Thought you wanted a warrior
would appreciate and spoil her;
Treat her like she’s top shelf;
I’m a peculiar type of fine,
fire and ice will often combine;
Lightning on a cupcake;
Took this game and I tore it down
now my king will not let me frown;
No more road to heartache.
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