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Sweet Ballet

I saw her dancing with candy canes a mesmerizing sweet ballet.
 Between the snow flakes they did chase each others shadows from place to place. 

With dips and twirls she caught my eye as she did of passers by. 
From glance to gaze we stood transfixed and watched her dance with three stripped sticks.

On blue white light and crystal flakes these four did move with style and grace. 
And in that moment frozen in time we left our hurried worlds behind.
A chance to dance a chance to dream inside ourselves sight unseen.
Together yet separate we all remained and watched her dance with candy canes.

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You Foolishly Once Thought You Had It Bad a Collaboration With Robert Lindley

When tons of doom filled nights fall upon your head,
embers glow fierce and fires burn unabated.
Recalling her last breath and wish you were dead
in poem's last line, you've been beat and castrated.
From the heavens, a voice thunders out dire threats
about loses and late breakfasts without eggs.
Fumbling about, looking to hedge your foolish bets,
you drink your cold coffee, down to bitter, burnt dregs.

On waking you find dawns hammer truly fell.
Last nights burns are reminders of your tortured life.
You stumble and look up from pits of dark raging hell,
recounting now the true reasons you lost your wife.
Your alarm clock chimes out vulgar curses at you
and your dark house bids you leave by peals at noon.
You think of the ancient, sad wicked dreams, too,
as night falls with it's huge wretched lucent moon.

Dreaming of hungry tigers eating your new boots.
your house perched atop two tall adjoining trees.
A hunter fires; it is not a tiger that he shoots.
Second angry wife cuts your legs off at the knees
Metaphor amputations are so savagely sever.
Your spirit cries out I must flee, tiger is near.
The tiger roars with laughter, I own all your pain.
Second lioness purrs with abject contempt and disdain

Your old slaughtered heart bleating faint cries out.
Memories tainted and dreams coercing a shout.
In abyss of regret the famished tiger dines.
You struggle to cope, tree sways breaking it's vines.
What of taunting lioness who's false words defame?
Half muted stutters quivering lips murmur blame.
Muttered niceties in deep with disgust feigned.
Tiger haunting your dreams, as King it truly reigns.

Will you take a stand your courage regained?
Can you bare the cost, can you bear the pain?
Be strong take back what your past gains.
Clean the slate wipe away the shameful stains.
Climb up from the depth of hells dark pits.
Replace dawns hammer with soft cotton mitts.
Let satisfied lioness purr, hunt the raging tiger.
Be happy, be proud of regaining your swagger.


WRITTEN WITH ONE OF THE BEST POETS I KNOW.
ROBERT LINDLEY FOR THE CHALLENGE ON HIS BLOG.
THANK YOU ROBERT FOR CHOOSING TO WORK WITH ME.

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His Last Love Poem

THIS POEM IS FICTIONAL 

 As my final day approaches
And I prepare to leave this life
I want to leave you with these
Final thoughts my love

One kiss from your lips
 Is never enough

Forever I want to feel your touch

To hold you close is all I want
To do

To give you the moon and stars
 Would not be enough to show
My love for you

It would take 100 galaxies
Just to cover the tip of my love

There is no place within my heart
That has not  been left untouched
By your sweet love and kindness
With you I've been blessed so much

My soul it has been rescued
Set free to soar with eagles in the sky 

I never thought that I could love
As much as I love you 

                  Good bye my sweet love

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Sometimes I Wish

Sometimes I wish I was away
Away for from here
But obligations keep me planted
So I cannot leave

I'll have to stay here until September
Then I can go on vacation

At least for now I can hop on my pen
And go wherever I please

It takes me over mountains
Through meadows open wide
Into stands of evergreens
Down to valleys low

With my pen I can ride the rising Sun
Or walk the setting moon home
I can swim with bottlenose dolphins
Or pet a lions Maine 

 I can climb the tallest redwood
Surf the biggest wave
All I need do is hop on my pen
And it takes me on my way

Traveling to distant lands
Deep within my mind
 Magical places wide-open spaces
Precious private time

Though obligations for the moment
Keep me planted here
My pen is always at the ready
To help me disappear

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What Friends Do

In your saddest moment we weep with you
In your happiest moment we laugh with you
When you are bored we entertain you
If you are lost we find you
If you are confused we offer guidance
When you are down we lift you up 
When you need to vent we listen
And when you need encouragement we give it
These are things that true friends do
We asked nothing in return 
 We seek only your well-being
After all that's what friends do

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Midnight Fantasy

As I relax between the earth and the moon
My feet resting upon a star
I enjoy my midnight fantasy
In the realm where dreams are formed  

Adorned in stately nightwear
Eyelids closed in slumber deep 
 I sit watching someone's comet go by 
It's tail lightly touching my cheek

 The earth and moon revolve around Me
In these moments so serene
Sunlight casting ghostly shadows
of me relaxing in between 
Disappearing briefly
As the earth and moon pass by

But when the morning comes
And daylight pulls me from my sleep
I will retain this midnight fantasy
Because it's one I wish to keep

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Where Does Happiness Lie

A fictionalized reminder!


 Happiness lies where the heart
Never cries and never a tear
Of sadness fills the eye

 Happiness lies were smiles reign 
 Free from the tyranny of sorrow
And pain

True happiness lies apart from things 
apart from the trappings that fleeting 
wealth brings

Her happiness lies at her feet
Wounded and broken from the
Deep cutting harsh hateful
Words that were spoken

She truly believes her happiness
Lies in the keep of an unkind
 Uncaring cold wealthy guy

When will she learn that
Happiness and wealth do not 
 Walk side-by-side, that happiness
Lies where the heart never cries
And never a tear of sadness 
fills the eye

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The Poets Feast

From the table of their heart
The poet lets the reader feast
Providing them a banquet of
Emotional delicacies

With humorous appetizers
And delicious uplifting desserts

The main course can be anything
The poet dares to serve

 It can come from the loft of happiness
Or the basement of despair
With tears of pain or laughter
Poured out to quench the readers thirst

 Poured into crystal stemware
That sits upon the table of their heart

All are invited to this banquet
To taste the many treats
And dine on emotional delicacies
At the poets feast

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Shadows

I watched the shadows of my life
Drift find me long ago
Passing through each day and night
I lost my heart and soul
When I wake up in the morning
 Feeling lonely feeling cold
It's because I watched the shadows
Of my life drift by me long ago

I move toward every day
 Remember the empty past
I look into the mirror
But there's no one looking back
Light shines brightly on me
But there's no shadow to be cast
As I stand here Cold and silent
Like a specter from the past

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Table of Contentment

My mind is stressed, my nerves are frayed and it seems that
life is full of bad days.

I come home tired worn out and torn. I sit at my table with my head
in my hands and slowly drift off to a quiet peaceful land.

A place where rage gives way to peace.

I dream of blue skies and green rolling hills no crime no wars no one kills.

my mind drifts softly to places I've never went and my dreams fade
slowly one into the next. No one to hate, no one to resent, as I sit here 
sleeping at my table of contentment