Short Latch On Poems
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I don't know if I'm capable of ticks of eight.
Creativity trying to escape as I'm trying my absolute best to catch and latch on to them.
I will never let it go,
For it is something in my sanity.
Some people that use them, swear by them. others cuss them
There is a fact to remember if you should latch on to one
Their Momma was a mare and their daddy was a JACKASS
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When theres no road to home
and your left alone
Place yourself IN THE HANDS OF LOVE *
accept , receive, LATCH ON TO FAITH *
leave your worries at the gate,
you've been invited , COME IN
I still remember when the tiny ones would
latch on and suck themselves into comfort
relieve my swelling, too.
I still remember their faces when
visual stimuli met oral yearning
so completely.
Those nasty nasal onslaughts
who cared? For my lil sugars
were so dear I'd have drowned in sulfur before
forgoing the blue snot bulb.
PART 1
You look
I Ignore
You talk
I explore
You stay
I wonder
You take a chance
I don't bother
You forget
I forget.
PART 2
You stayed
I think
You smile
I wink
You suceed
I latch on
You smile
I smile
PART 3
We hold hands
We hug
We kiss
We love
We talk
We fight
We stay awake all night
We charish
We look ahead
We plan
We are in love.
(PART 4 TO BE CONTINUED)
Guilty Intentions
For too long I sought diversion desire
Reject the routine, to conquest aspire
Contempt in contempt, to revel in lust.
Corroding our rings-the basis of trust.
I abjure the pursuit of passing allure
leading to empty embrace of manure
to you here and now, I swear so much more
rejoice in your soul, latch on to your core.
March 17, 2016
Little brother, do stand up high
And reach for my hand
Whilst I wipe your tears
And guide you past my stumbling toys
Like a drunken sailor with a blubbering cold
You latch on tight, like an Octopus bite
And catch my eye with that naive smile
To push-on by and walk with pride
No need for hands
Just a mischievous smirk
As you wave bye-bye
With my favourite toy!
I'm the tour guide but don't follow me.
Don't depend on me for your security
cause if I crash, tumbles you and your family.
Instead walk along side I
for empires alike, that we together materialize.
So if I fall I can latch on to yours
to propel and maybe once again
from here punch it in and switch gears to fly.
Thanks for the ride and great heights,
now I have to try for mines.
Borman and Anders and Lovell have gone around the moon
And charter trips in rocket ships may well be starting soon
We've reached a time in history that's called the lunar age
A frantic race to conquer space has now become the rage
Meanwhile down here on Mother Earth things haven't changed one bit
We bomb and raid what we have made led on by some half-wit
Man doesn't stop and try to save the treasures that are near
Let's lock the latch on the booby hatch—the loony age is here