Stalker
Revelation 21:4
“And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain: for the former things are passed away.”
King James Version (KJV)
The scary thing, the scariest thing
Is it hell? Could be hell
For me, the thought of leaving this earth
Without Him…
To escort me from earth, to everlasting
To usher me from death, to life eternal
To shepherd me, from darkness to light
The scary thing, the scariest thing
Is the hell that is hotter than a fire
The hell where God’s love is never
A place where God’s light can’t fill up the shadows
Hell is a place where a soul will never know
The sweetness of peace that is death’s great relief
The blessing of a light that shines, forever bright
The beauty of heaven, where He is wiping away tears
Heaven, where He is there to reveal
Heartfelt joy, everlasting wonder
Melodies so rich, like honey, sweeter
Sweeter than the moment of birth
So that death, the dreaded stalker
Fades into the Presence who is eternal,
Full of love, His Son will comfort the soul supernal
She walks in light I cannot share,
yet still I breathe her borrowed air;
she whispers "please," so soft, so slight,
my face the last she sees tonight.
Patricia produced threatening emails and texts
He is a stalker, she told anyone who would listen
He wants me in the worst way
They told her to go to the police
Said she should do that if Jim had stalked her.
Fear of being caught kept her from doing this
She had sent those texts from her burner phone.
The emails were from her other account.
She wanted him back.
Thinking this was the way to do it.
My stalker sits across inside my neighbors home he has a rekey machine to burglarise homes cars boats golf cart awaiting disabled seniors to venture out for prescription medication groceries doctors appointments he’s a mechanic she’s been stalking me for over 23 years she craves my energy my smile my joy watching my husband and I gardening we laugh continuously she hates that the most sometimes she throws dirt on our stairs the mechanic a professor burglars no sign of breaking and enter just the key hole slides out with you key rekeyed entry after 3500 in lock smiths pop a lock security cams she sits there obsessed with my energy my smile my joy
Not much of a talker
More of a silver stalker
Hiding in plain sight
Pretending to just walk by
Menacing smile is a tell
Eyes so wild don’t mean well
Hope you stop before you start
Down path of madness so dark
Love letter in hand
And the last thing I saw was
a glint in the night
Jhore identity theif
Jhore domestic terrorists
Jhore ISIS abuse of power
Jhore JIHAD stalker
Jhore impersonator
Jhore JIHAD murderer
Jhore poetry killer
I have a porker as a stalker; it keeps following me down the street
I cannot talk to my friends, as it keeps oinking when I try to speak
Doesn’t it have an owner it can go home to, and as leave me alone
Once; I tried to lock it out, but, all it did on me is squeal and moan
And, its weird habit of wearing a tutu and doing its pot belly dance
If it had been potty trained, life would have been sweet, no chance
I had enough of her nicking my bed once she farted I disowned her
I stuck posters up with a photo to see if I could find her true owner
3 months later, and still no reply I started to think along other lines
So I put her on the cover of magazines dressing her up to the nines
It wasn’t long before Porker the stalker, had become a renown star
Now; Porker the stalker owns her own limo, with its own liquor bar
Are you still sticking with it here as the tale gets even more bizarre
She met a prize pig up Ohio who played guitar and was a superstar
It wasn’t long before they got wedded, and had piglets by the score
Where; at long last, Porker the stalker, was not my stalker anymore
Cattails blooming at midday
Swaying on summer's breeze
Egret stalker looking for a meal
Waiting on the edge of a pond
You Are Always on my Mind: A Note From Your Stalker
Today I saw you leaving
I watched you pull away
Then I jumped into my car
And followed you all day
You are always on my mind
You are always on my mind
I love the way you dance
Like no one is watching you
And how you make funny faces
Like your curtains aren't see through
You are always on my mind
You are always on my mind
Tell me…that you'll never cut down your back yard tree
Give me…give me one more chance in your bathroom to peek
And I'll take a little peek.
You are always on my mind
You are always on my mind.
counting
my breathing slows
a crisis averted
although it lingers in my mind
stalking
she likes the solitude of her morning walk
loving the striped skies of the gorgeous horizon
having no idea she is being stalked
or that this is her last day
One who sleeps
with dreams unwed
—can never divorce the beast
(Dreamsleep: July, 2023)
There's someone who was once close to me,
I told them to kick rocks and leave me be.
They think that I am unawares,
that I don't know who is there.
Watching every move I make,
breathing with every breath I take.
The apples from the tree they do tell,
as they rot where they fell.
The bees all buzzing around the sweetness,
the rotten apple is what pleases.
Not too far from her tree,
all the bees want to sting me.
I will wait until winter comes,
when the bees no longer hum.
And all the leaves,
have left her tree.
He stands behind a large tree
A silhouette in the dark
Patiently waiting and watching
Until she appears in sight
He is mesmerised by her beauty
He knows soon she will be his
His heart races with excitement
His and his only……as long as he lives
He watches her intently
Until she disappears
Puts the binoculars in is backpack
With all his new souvenirs …..!
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