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-02/28/2022
(Dumarao)
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Leota stacked her new books in a fabulous little pile.
She was thrilled with their freshness, it made her smile.
Finally at university, she could figure out the Minnesota charm.
It was reputed to invisible-ize people, so what could be the harm?
She flipped through the table of contents, wanting to find the page.
Minnesota charm is no longer viable. She stared at this in rage.
Surely one of these professors could teach it to her though, right?
She asked every one of them; begging with all her might.
It is forbidden, Professor Doolittle said. Do not ask again.
Leota witch went on a starvation diet, and got rather thin.
Why didn’t you ask me? Her mother said, when she got hospitalized.
I did not think you would know it, Leota said, totally surprised.
Her mother taught her the charm and she uses it all the time.
So if someone says they did not see you, please never mind.
The book keeper
mops the slush pile,
dusts paragraphs,
adding a vase of clarity
on the table of contents,
creates settings
for the ghost writer
to slow down
run-on sentences,
mends torn sheets -
Oh, tearsheets…
Anyway,
in the end
wraps a nice soft cover
around everything.
As you read this poem, I’m mentally undressing you.
Word by word your protests drop to the floor.
Syllable by syllable I pare you down to honest flesh.
Utterance by utterance, your secrets are revealed
Until you’re nude, standing before me
Natural and unembellished, so you can truly appreciate
The intense sincerity of my words.
Then I’ll softly stroke your personal pronouns
And delicately fondle all your feminine articles.
I’ll take a most teasing interest in your superlative adjectives.
And for your pleasure, I’ll lovingly coordinate your conjunctions.
My linguistic interlocution will then slowly, slowly, slowly
Coax your previously in-transitive verbs to thrill
To multiple, unutterably intense and delicious
Spasms of orgasmic literary ecstasy!!!
And that’s just the table of contents.
P.S. Always practice safe text.
Is the state of peaceful happiness
dependent upon a series of circumstantial chapters
as if outlined in the front of a book
A good job
A nice wife
A large house
A fast car
Or is contentment above the fray
unaffected by the toing and froing of life
Explore this question
if you want to author a best-selling comedy
Open me up and take a read.
My cover is not all of me.
Don’t judge me because of it.
There’s the table of contents,
The prologue and chapters.
Let’s not forget the epilogue.
My chapters are one of a kind.
Within them, you will find joy,
sadness, and so much more.
You may even see a bit of you,
Because we all connected, by
way of the human experience.
So open me and take a read.
Alexis Y.
01/13/2021
This must be the princess, motionless in bed.—
She’s every bit as beautiful as they all said!—
But who could awaken her? She looks quite dead!—
Fools rush in, where angels fear to tread.
This is the chamber where my dreams have led.—
She is the maiden I’ve longed to wed!—
But who can ever know what may lie ahead?—
Fools rush in, where angels fear to tread.
A story of a princess once was told,
Whose magical gifts were manifold,
Doomed to sleep in enchantment— a hundred years old.—
What a strange and wondrous sight to behold!
In my wildest fancies I’ve visited
This vision of loveliness before me spread!—
I’m caught in a bind of attraction and dread;—
But who could resist those lips rosy red?!
Fools rush in, where angels fear to tread!
~ Harley White
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Excerpt from my Work in Progress – Frame story – “Sleeping Beauty” – Song: from “Awakenings” – from “Convergence” – “Brought Round”Song: from “Awakenings” – (The prince, as he stands over sleeping Rosamond, “Sleeping Beauty”, sings :)
[ harleywhite.awardspace.com ] Click on “Poems etc.”… Table of Contents to my Work in Progress at bottom of page...
You called me "baby"
When your eyes streaked
In nudist dialect
Upon my strength
You begged to engorge
My palms
With cinnamon scented lotion
Taking me into melancholic forest
To sacrifice your shedding, virgin silk
With me
To have your way
It was imperative
That I brought you inches closer to God
As chastity’s ribbon
Slides down leagues below sea level truths
But, I
Refused to be a puppet pulled
By your G-strings
…
You implored with vehement thrusts
Of creamy, inner thigh
To turn my page
But, you never bothered to read
My table of contents
©Drake J. Eszes
This Table Of Contents
will continue to grow
with All Creatures Great & Small
that I have come to know
*
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Loyalty with no meaning
Hate with no winning
All there is for tomorrow
That we lost today
Food on the table of contents
Contents of doing nothing
Those times that we past trough
The night the house burned down
I remember the feelings of cold
Even if blaze was around me
You and I look straight to the eyes
I must say
"Im sorry sweetheart i did this"
While i kept walking away
I look back and all i see is flames there
A house with friends and love
All to ashes for one purpose
While i look in the window
Your empty eyes stare at distance
Im sorry all i could say
And then i gave my job done
The contract is sealed
My soul was bound to earth
So in one boy i live on
With his medium senses i accompany him
Until the morning i saw you there
Standing in front of me
Almost 7 centuries away from what is did
Im sorry darling
Im sorry
But now your my prey until we die again.
So you wanna know my secret of my wardrobe success
It is all in my shopping habits I must confess
Why spend a fortune to look like a million bucks
I catch the bargains, I guess it's all in the luck
I am the only one in style as you can plainly see
Don't you wish you could dress like me
From hospital scrubs to camouflage capris
Just admit it, you are jealous of me
I notice so many of the females have no fashion sense
Look at my closet, so many clothes, I need a table of contents
I will soon open my fashion hot line
Just call 1-800-so-fine
Now a contractor will expand the closet for more wardrobe capacity
Don't you wish you could dress like me
Joan Rivers is now requesting I join the Red Carpet Fashion Police
She wants to bring me in instead of her niece
I tell sorry, there are so many women screaming for my help here
One example is Zena, her taste in fashion isn't too clear
I just won a Pulitzers prize for my book titled Queen, the Fashion Authority
With a little self discipline, you have a slim chance, if none, to be able to dress
like me
Wham, bam
What's up?
Whatcha got?
Can ya hang with me?
I've got ten on the fact that you couldn't even
bang with me.
I've got words to spit;
I've got games to play,
I've got a one-up on you,
much to your dismay.
If you stick with me it'll be all
gravy;
boat sinks
and the turkey is gone.
Dumb-
bell falls and his whole ideal is done.
Pen breaks bread and it is settled for once
you've done it you will never go back-
wards step into oblivion.
Oblivious to what it all means,
Step forward in thought into my dream machine.
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