Suave Piano Jerry was playing away on piano keys.
Along came a singer, as sassy as you please.
She plopped down on piano and said I will sing with you.
Her notes were flat, as for melody, she had no clue.
I can be your valentine and follow you from town to town.
Okay agreed Piano Jerry, but for now, please get down.
He wrote out a schedule, which was bogus of course.
For the singer’s voice was worse than a neighing horse.
A long armed Groot at the root of this fruit/
The strong alarmed the wrong loot and followed through against the coup/
Flipped script is ridiculous as I re-jiggle this penned mess/
Stripped it’s ludicrous how crude I kiss and caress this sent injustice/
Picked up this food for our crust to protrude and fizz it does just this/
Slicked pup as my hood busts who’s suave and sends scoffs sideways/
Songs sung to scarlets of Joe’s hands spun off Scarlett Johansson/
Strung out lawns by harlots with no land sum/
A lung tout to spawn a poet’s lot for ransom/
That air brung stout gruel to sew it’s spot and some
Along through I tote a lance to hum and be hung/
Strong brute while hope’s a branch slung/
A long armed groot flips style and gropes leafs to inch along/
The linguistic sower to sword through heaps and hues of sorrow/
The wing’s wish stick is sore from the word brews arrow/
Cut that stings wick as it's more phlegm for the fruits aglow.
Her date was suave; his place was swank
~ blind drunk back then, now draws a blank
Looking at the stars at night,
Feeling like this moment isn’t right,
Not without you by my side.
Our reality was thought to be true,
But you’re gone and I’m left with this feeling of blue.
So lets go out and go for a ride.
I know the love we shared was real,
That’s why I went down to a kneel,
To ask you to be my bride.
Let's take back our reality of what is fact.
It’s now or never, tell me how to act.
Don’t leave me here with all this pride.
Please don’t leave me in this black hole,
Especially when you still have my soul.
This is my last plea, and at least I can say I tried.
8/24/2020
Tail Rhyme Stanza
Emilie Rinet
There was a master French chef named Pierre
Who fancied himself quite suave and debonair __
He once cooked a grouse
Said: "It's on the house" --
Too bad the Cosa Nostra'd ordered bear
I’m definitely eraser old skool
My muse keystrokes
are quirky cool
Padawan woodpecker
tap ... tap ... tap
on dense ears of educated fools
Principled pencil-head me
will cursive
rap ... rap ... rap
on toes of uneducated, dull tools
That’s just a guaranteed
blot splatter pile
Keep them haters on a Rorschach opaque see
Rico Suave ink style
always got a chest message from down deep
I most certainly be a virtual invisible rebirth newbie
My ruminating contemplations
are plain as the joyous smiles on an infant baby
Grasshopper of the temple holy,
me quantum leap into the great cosmic sea
Ascension space mariner of the Nth nebular dimension
The Infinity transmission Light beacon beckons me,
elevated consciousness is my photon-winged destiny
Loss of ego self is the treasured skeleton key,
that opens the prism door to existential harmony
Purity thought emanations
is the oscillating blessed yet-to-be
Down-to-earth sleep mode ink
is my stylish font, daily transported awakening
Unknown new name is my promised recurring dream
We threaten the skies with our maniacal ascension
What's up is us now *****es, so I really hope you're listenin'
Irrational twitches and sharp women get the skin to stiffen
Drink everything in the vacinity
Until your stream of pee is nothing but the blood and limbs of your enemies
We keep on our feet
Quick step
Pitter patter
Stab us with your steely knives but you know it doesn't matter
More voices dance in the dome than the ****ing Mad Hatter
The arterial spray says it all
The proverbial writing on the wall
You picked up the phone but you'll never get to call
Our ruckus is suave
And will bring to fruition the fall of it all
the bitter pain,
the hurt remains,
when his feet of clay,
shows through,
suave an cunning,
i know the game,
this actor aint for you....xox
Don