Dying
I'll miss you.
The taste of your skin,
when you got out of the pool,
that day in Turks and Caicos.
She took my hand for our first walk.
She almost didn't make it,
but she's here.
She's every thing.
The living pray for what's on their plate.
Horseradish on the silky meat of the oyster,
and the guilt of never knowing how to love myself.
Connecting with you, a friend, a love,
a kindred spirit shining and luminescent.
Soft, like notes played as we kissed the first time.
The joy of a kiss.
I'll miss you.
Popcorn between my teeth,
as we hold hands in the theater,
stealing away during the work week.
A slap bass rhythm, then kiss your back.
Beads of sweat and your smile,
looking up at me.
Your fingers gripping the sheets,
and your profile when you turn your head.
Lift my gaze from the stethoscope
on my chest, on my father's back.
checking coldly for a pulse.
My heart beats timidly, yet my mind races.
Visions sublime yet obscured by the torment,
of warm soft linens.
Linens wrapped around me,
my sole source of warmth on the hospice bed.
Taking linens from the dryer,
the smell of a new day we were planning.
The joy of tomorrow,
I'll miss you.
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The silence of night flowed round and over us
Finally time to dance a slow dance
Harmonious dance of passion
My eyes to feast upon your
Fair white skin against black lace
The rhythms ensued and the dance was beautiful
The white flesh of your shoulders
Arousing glimpses of your white thighs
Illuminated form dancing candle light
The song played and we danced slow
we danced again, and again, and again
Our passions rising to burning desire
Our caressing touches, soft and tender.
A whisper, full of desire
soon a gasp of sweet surrender
As our passion fuels the fire
I kiss your lips; I drank your breath,
Plunging into boundless ecstasy
Our bodies, and our souls on fire.
Driven by a tempest slow dance
Harmonious dance of rising passion
Sensual feel of satin on silken skin
Soft skin taking us to bliss
Finally time to dance a slow dance
Harmonious dance of passion
My eyes to feast upon your
Fair white skin against black lace
The rhythms ensued and the dance was beautiful
The white flesh of your shoulders
Arousing glimpses of your white thighs
Illuminated form dancing candle light
The song played and we danced slow
we danced again, and again, and again
Our passions rising to burning desire
Our caressing touches, soft and tender.
A whisper, full of desire
soon a gasp of sweet surrender
As our passion fuels the fire
I kiss your lips; I drank your breath,
Plunging into boundless ecstasy
Our bodies, and our souls on fire.
Driven by a tempest slow dance
Harmonious dance of rising passion
Sensual feel of satin on silken skin
Soft skin taking us to bliss
Warm colourful lights, enchanted music,
Dancing figures found in the midst of darkness
An alluring oasis of recognition,
Awareness, passion and heat
Hearts open, colour and pump on different zones..
Universes are united
Stars created in this
Endless zone of elusive beauty
Secrets sing and find new places to hide
New hearts to warm
Codes are made and broken
Pacts for life sealed on
Peaks of highs
Ecstasy poured in crystal glasses
Served on trays of hope
Rivers of tears flush
Hurt and frustration away
Refreshed by peachy juices
Nights seem endless but
Just before dawn arises
Fauns of softness & beauty disappear
Declarations of love
Poems of magic and eternity
Break under the weight of lust
As she shines her light
On a battlefield of spunked tissues
Gripped by the ankle I break free
I toss my bitterness in fainted brightness
On the pile of keyboards and
Never look back again...
Dancing figures found in the midst of darkness
An alluring oasis of recognition,
Awareness, passion and heat
Hearts open, colour and pump on different zones..
Universes are united
Stars created in this
Endless zone of elusive beauty
Secrets sing and find new places to hide
New hearts to warm
Codes are made and broken
Pacts for life sealed on
Peaks of highs
Ecstasy poured in crystal glasses
Served on trays of hope
Rivers of tears flush
Hurt and frustration away
Refreshed by peachy juices
Nights seem endless but
Just before dawn arises
Fauns of softness & beauty disappear
Declarations of love
Poems of magic and eternity
Break under the weight of lust
As she shines her light
On a battlefield of spunked tissues
Gripped by the ankle I break free
I toss my bitterness in fainted brightness
On the pile of keyboards and
Never look back again...
Head Penguin
Enduring,before the beginning, the amorphous energy swirled,
Timeless, formless, a potential but no more,
A twighlight of our incipient world
Remaining, shapeless vibrations, in the darkness there evolved,
A spark so faint, like an arc from nowhere,
A mysterious particle revolved
Reforming, unbalanced symmetry, a scintilla mirrors the first
Random fluctuations, an infinity of aeons,
A flash of white energy does burst
Exploding, a light in the cosmos, a cauldron of energy is torn,
Space, time and matter emerge,
Out of the darkness, the spirit was born
Expanding, exponentially the photons and nuclei are forged,
The heat so intense, strangeness,
Gravity and dark matter amid discord
Becoming, love surrounds the primeval, nurturing our life,
Among the chaos, a Word…
A kiss from the Angels, the spirit of the galaxy abides
Arranging, the gases and elements resolve and coalesce,
The stars are borne on the early wind,
Scattering through the emptiness beyond
And with time our Earth is formed, along with you and me,
Our love an essence, Present from the beginning –
We were always meant to be.
Timeless, formless, a potential but no more,
A twighlight of our incipient world
Remaining, shapeless vibrations, in the darkness there evolved,
A spark so faint, like an arc from nowhere,
A mysterious particle revolved
Reforming, unbalanced symmetry, a scintilla mirrors the first
Random fluctuations, an infinity of aeons,
A flash of white energy does burst
Exploding, a light in the cosmos, a cauldron of energy is torn,
Space, time and matter emerge,
Out of the darkness, the spirit was born
Expanding, exponentially the photons and nuclei are forged,
The heat so intense, strangeness,
Gravity and dark matter amid discord
Becoming, love surrounds the primeval, nurturing our life,
Among the chaos, a Word…
A kiss from the Angels, the spirit of the galaxy abides
Arranging, the gases and elements resolve and coalesce,
The stars are borne on the early wind,
Scattering through the emptiness beyond
And with time our Earth is formed, along with you and me,
Our love an essence, Present from the beginning –
We were always meant to be.
A steamy lesbian three way
Wished I was awake
I reached for you as I woke,
my eyes focused, and you weren't there.
It's not that I miss you,
in fact, I don't care.
But, my mind is set,
to be with one I love.
One for me, the rest for you,
Choke on feelings, and your lack thereof.
No guilt, no blame,
it's all part of the game.
We were once the same,
then grew apart and missed the mark.
Your lips made my face shine,
to kiss you again was my only need.
To bathe in your glance as we strolled,
yet now in your absence I am freed.
But, wish that happened with you.
I am me again, and becoming bolder,
I can say what I couldn't to you,
prone to understanding since I'm older.
No guilt, no blame,
it's all part of the game.
We were once the same,
then grew apart and missed the mark.
I reached for you as I woke,
my eyes focused, and you weren't there.
It's not that I miss you,
in fact, I don't care.
But, my mind is set,
to be with one I love.
One for me, the rest for you,
Choke on feelings, and your lack thereof.
No guilt, no blame,
it's all part of the game.
We were once the same,
then grew apart and missed the mark.
Your lips made my face shine,
to kiss you again was my only need.
To bathe in your glance as we strolled,
yet now in your absence I am freed.
But, wish that happened with you.
I am me again, and becoming bolder,
I can say what I couldn't to you,
prone to understanding since I'm older.
No guilt, no blame,
it's all part of the game.
We were once the same,
then grew apart and missed the mark.
Blue Marble
I sympathize with people who haven't a charm.
Without a clue ambling in brambles.
Unknowing the falseness of their equations.
Less sensuality of their behaving's.
While sipping on bitter persimmons,
and ejaculations.
Their cock chiseled from salty granite.
Unknowing our clandestine love.
One must not challenge one's persuasions.
As if talking to a statue in marble of stone.
I smile.
Covered by museum canvas.
For it knows where it's penis lies.
On its pedestal between wanton thighs.
Looking down at me from blue marble.
The wonderment of the flesh and mortality.
I air kiss at thee.
My hermaphrodite.
The hardness of the cut-out rock, with mallet.
From a quarry erotically carved in blue marble.
Masturbating it's wonderment, it see's me.
While spreading sweet cum,
it's amber rum.
My tongue sups.
Beguiling my arousals on the blue marble.
My androgynous lover, thee quakes.
As ambrosia from her cunt,
accepts my lips upon her stone.
Wiling away public opinions.
Drinking of persimmon wine.
Overlooking agnostics.
I whisper looking up at you,
"I wish I was blue marble."
I sympathize with people who haven't a charm.
Without a clue ambling in brambles.
Unknowing the falseness of their equations.
Less sensuality of their behaving's.
While sipping on bitter persimmons,
and ejaculations.
Their cock chiseled from salty granite.
Unknowing our clandestine love.
One must not challenge one's persuasions.
As if talking to a statue in marble of stone.
I smile.
Covered by museum canvas.
For it knows where it's penis lies.
On its pedestal between wanton thighs.
Looking down at me from blue marble.
The wonderment of the flesh and mortality.
I air kiss at thee.
My hermaphrodite.
The hardness of the cut-out rock, with mallet.
From a quarry erotically carved in blue marble.
Masturbating it's wonderment, it see's me.
While spreading sweet cum,
it's amber rum.
My tongue sups.
Beguiling my arousals on the blue marble.
My androgynous lover, thee quakes.
As ambrosia from her cunt,
accepts my lips upon her stone.
Wiling away public opinions.
Drinking of persimmon wine.
Overlooking agnostics.
I whisper looking up at you,
"I wish I was blue marble."
Prolific Writer
My Forever Friend
I write lots of things on this website,
A man left a comment and was being polite.
I sent him a note thanking him,
He sent me a friends request on a whim.
We started talking and he is so nice,
We give each other lots of advice.
Months have passed and we are good friends,
Our time spent together is fun and I hope it won't end.
We laugh and we cry and share many things,
We are friends and cyber lovers having a fling.
Most of all he is my forever friend,
His is always protecting me and is one to defend.
This place I go sometimes has lots of drama,
He said don't worry they will get their karma.
He is always so nice and gives me devotion,
I give him great cyber and create lots of motion.
My forever friend is important to me,
All his advice and encouragement is always free.
We have this relationship and we just connect,
We both treat each other with lots of respect.
He puts me high up on a pedestal,
He is my forever friend and is quite special.
I'm so happy we found each other,
He is my forever friend and like no other.
I write lots of things on this website,
A man left a comment and was being polite.
I sent him a note thanking him,
He sent me a friends request on a whim.
We started talking and he is so nice,
We give each other lots of advice.
Months have passed and we are good friends,
Our time spent together is fun and I hope it won't end.
We laugh and we cry and share many things,
We are friends and cyber lovers having a fling.
Most of all he is my forever friend,
His is always protecting me and is one to defend.
This place I go sometimes has lots of drama,
He said don't worry they will get their karma.
He is always so nice and gives me devotion,
I give him great cyber and create lots of motion.
My forever friend is important to me,
All his advice and encouragement is always free.
We have this relationship and we just connect,
We both treat each other with lots of respect.
He puts me high up on a pedestal,
He is my forever friend and is quite special.
I'm so happy we found each other,
He is my forever friend and like no other.
Angel Princess of Passion
Cheer and Joy
Xmas brings to most
Lucky are those that smile
While others waste in sorrow
Warm hugs are shared
As cold tears roll over sad cheeks
Nevertheless the new year is near
Best Wishes to all and to all a g'night
Xmas brings to most
Lucky are those that smile
While others waste in sorrow
Warm hugs are shared
As cold tears roll over sad cheeks
Nevertheless the new year is near
Best Wishes to all and to all a g'night
Laugh, Learn and Most of all Love...My Way of Life...
Active Ink Slinger
I wrote this one a while ago, when I was really, really depressed.. Still am, actually.
"My Personal Hell"
When you ask someone what Hell is like,
They tell you the typical envisionment
Below the earth's surface, alight with flame,
Souls tortutured day in, day out
But me?
Hell is not lit by fires of torture,
Nobody is there with you
You are alone with your own thoughts; your personal Hell
You die a little inside every day, almost every passing minute
The Devil is your heart
Your screams of agony are kept within,
Your rib cage has become metal bars
Your skeleton is nothing but a puppet put to work by your mind,
The muscles are your leather restraints
The mental scars are nothing but the outside world penetrating your haven
Even your heart is just an instrument of destruction
Remember those times you've frozen from sudden emotional pain?
Or those times your heart felt like it shattered into a million pieces?
No.. Maybe not. But I remember
Because Hell likes to torture you, even if it's not open with it
"My Personal Hell"
When you ask someone what Hell is like,
They tell you the typical envisionment
Below the earth's surface, alight with flame,
Souls tortutured day in, day out
But me?
Hell is not lit by fires of torture,
Nobody is there with you
You are alone with your own thoughts; your personal Hell
You die a little inside every day, almost every passing minute
The Devil is your heart
Your screams of agony are kept within,
Your rib cage has become metal bars
Your skeleton is nothing but a puppet put to work by your mind,
The muscles are your leather restraints
The mental scars are nothing but the outside world penetrating your haven
Even your heart is just an instrument of destruction
Remember those times you've frozen from sudden emotional pain?
Or those times your heart felt like it shattered into a million pieces?
No.. Maybe not. But I remember
Because Hell likes to torture you, even if it's not open with it
As a vampire in good taste.
Connoisseur of zest,
and female munch meat.
I have a tongue to bare,
and a melody in my
darken obelisk.
My sarcophagus.
Home sweet casket,
to chill you.
In a mausoleum near Minsk.
Vampire nuts resting,
on a chest.
With nipples and tits,
and my desire.
My immortality hungers
for banana scream pie.
Kisses on your thigh.
The recipe of your forever.
Treat me my vermouth.
Sipping of eggnog,
in the bog of your boudoir.
I lay mistletoe upon your clitoris,
in hopes I bring good cheer.
My fangs drooling,
upon you as you sway.
Silent fright as I bite,
to chill you.
In a moselum near Minsk.
It's that time of year,
were I soar on dark above.
Adagio Sabadicus,
first class.
To all those beauties,
that have been naugty
and feisty.
To all I wish.
A Merry Christmas.
Good bite.
Connoisseur of zest,
and female munch meat.
I have a tongue to bare,
and a melody in my
darken obelisk.
My sarcophagus.
Home sweet casket,
to chill you.
In a mausoleum near Minsk.
Vampire nuts resting,
on a chest.
With nipples and tits,
and my desire.
My immortality hungers
for banana scream pie.
Kisses on your thigh.
The recipe of your forever.
Treat me my vermouth.
Sipping of eggnog,
in the bog of your boudoir.
I lay mistletoe upon your clitoris,
in hopes I bring good cheer.
My fangs drooling,
upon you as you sway.
Silent fright as I bite,
to chill you.
In a moselum near Minsk.
It's that time of year,
were I soar on dark above.
Adagio Sabadicus,
first class.
To all those beauties,
that have been naugty
and feisty.
To all I wish.
A Merry Christmas.
Good bite.
Gold hearted fun loving Aussie Angel
The Past
Remembering how we friends
For over a year
I stood by your side
Supported, cared and helped you
As much as I could,
Through all the good times and bad.
Then I met a guy
Someone you didn’t know
So you decided
That the right thing for you to do
Was flirt and meet him in secret
The flirting, nothing new.
People warned me to watch my back
Keep an eye on you
But I thought I knew you better
So I brushed aside their warnings
But now I wish I had listened.
The question I keep coming back too
Is do you consider
How your flirting makes the person feel,
Or even how it may effect
Their partner or even your own.
From where I sit now
I guess you do not
You think it’s all harmless fun,
Unfortunately, for some involved it’s not
Remembering how we friends
For over a year
I stood by your side
Supported, cared and helped you
As much as I could,
Through all the good times and bad.
Then I met a guy
Someone you didn’t know
So you decided
That the right thing for you to do
Was flirt and meet him in secret
The flirting, nothing new.
People warned me to watch my back
Keep an eye on you
But I thought I knew you better
So I brushed aside their warnings
But now I wish I had listened.
The question I keep coming back too
Is do you consider
How your flirting makes the person feel,
Or even how it may effect
Their partner or even your own.
From where I sit now
I guess you do not
You think it’s all harmless fun,
Unfortunately, for some involved it’s not
this is one i wrote a while back
Do you believe in magic?
What if I told you that everything you've ever heard was true?
What if I told you I do believe?
I do believe in magic and happy endings
even more so I believe in the magic of dreams
mountains carved out of granite and imagination
I believe in the power of dreams and dreamers
Someone once told me the most dangerous people are the dreamers
because if you can dream, and dream with determination
then you can do
you can do anything
I grew up in poverty
my reality was bleak
I was laughed at because I dreamed of greatness
but I still dream
I had determination and I made those dream come true
With the power of dreams on my shoulders I ask you
Do you believe in magic?
Do you believe in magic?
What if I told you that everything you've ever heard was true?
What if I told you I do believe?
I do believe in magic and happy endings
even more so I believe in the magic of dreams
mountains carved out of granite and imagination
I believe in the power of dreams and dreamers
Someone once told me the most dangerous people are the dreamers
because if you can dream, and dream with determination
then you can do
you can do anything
I grew up in poverty
my reality was bleak
I was laughed at because I dreamed of greatness
but I still dream
I had determination and I made those dream come true
With the power of dreams on my shoulders I ask you
Do you believe in magic?
Angel Princess of Passion
So what will it be?
What does your heart deem?
How far will you go?
Never mind the reckless thoughts
Who cares what happens next
You snare those that linger
Groupies, Scouts and Brownies
All see you and smile with joy
Reading your words of sheer bliss
You pull into a circle of passion
One does not know it until it hurts
Slashing the flow of once pure blood
Tears roll, eyes dim, life escapes
Only a smudge of energy remains
What a waste of time, days and nights
What does your heart deem?
How far will you go?
Never mind the reckless thoughts
Who cares what happens next
You snare those that linger
Groupies, Scouts and Brownies
All see you and smile with joy
Reading your words of sheer bliss
You pull into a circle of passion
One does not know it until it hurts
Slashing the flow of once pure blood
Tears roll, eyes dim, life escapes
Only a smudge of energy remains
What a waste of time, days and nights
Laugh, Learn and Most of all Love...My Way of Life...
Her Royal Spriteness
I wanted to write a poem about true love
And found myself sweeping the floor
Washing the dishes
Cooking breakfast
Making the bed
Folding socks
Hanging shirts
And each time I paused
Picked up a pen
And struggled with words to tell you how I feel, I failed
So I kept at it
Dusting the shelves
Taking out the garbage
Cleaning the mirrors
Wiping down the counters
Not because it mattered to me
But because it matters to you
The page is still blank but my poem is done.
And found myself sweeping the floor
Washing the dishes
Cooking breakfast
Making the bed
Folding socks
Hanging shirts
And each time I paused
Picked up a pen
And struggled with words to tell you how I feel, I failed
So I kept at it
Dusting the shelves
Taking out the garbage
Cleaning the mirrors
Wiping down the counters
Not because it mattered to me
But because it matters to you
The page is still blank but my poem is done.
You can’t truly call yourself peaceful unless you are capable of violence. If you’re not capable of violence, you’re not peaceful. You’re harmless.
Angel Princess of Passion
How to explain in simple words such emotion
How to look into your eyes and except you understand
How dense and shallow it may seem to most
No matter what happens, no matter the thoughts
This is beyond all hopes and desires, you do not see this
Your thoughts are elsewhere, lost in manly lust
This is so much more, a sweet touch, the greatest gift
To be felt by the one that with a keen eye envisions all
Talking, sharing, entrusting the truth to the one that does not judge
Let your soul to soar, breathe deep this truth
Allow a tormented being to find the way home
Take a fucking chance, smile and be free....
How to look into your eyes and except you understand
How dense and shallow it may seem to most
No matter what happens, no matter the thoughts
This is beyond all hopes and desires, you do not see this
Your thoughts are elsewhere, lost in manly lust
This is so much more, a sweet touch, the greatest gift
To be felt by the one that with a keen eye envisions all
Talking, sharing, entrusting the truth to the one that does not judge
Let your soul to soar, breathe deep this truth
Allow a tormented being to find the way home
Take a fucking chance, smile and be free....
Laugh, Learn and Most of all Love...My Way of Life...
Gold hearted fun loving Aussie Angel
Uncertainty
Laying here on my bed
Thinking about all the moments we have shared
The long talks on the phone, texting
And the occasional video calls.
Talking about our lives
Our past, present and dreams for the future.
Learning about one another
The good and the bad.
I don’t know how you do it,
But you can see the truth.
Even when I try to hide it in moments of insecurity
Your gentle words and tight hugs,
Can make me feel safe and secure.
I have told you how much your friendship means to me
Although I haven’t been 100% honest
Because my feeling run a lot deeper than that.
Now in a few days time
The outcome of an event
May keep me away from you.
I am feeling scared and alone
And uncertain of what to do.
Should I tell you and risk losing you,
Or just keep it to myself?
Laying here on my bed
Thinking about all the moments we have shared
The long talks on the phone, texting
And the occasional video calls.
Talking about our lives
Our past, present and dreams for the future.
Learning about one another
The good and the bad.
I don’t know how you do it,
But you can see the truth.
Even when I try to hide it in moments of insecurity
Your gentle words and tight hugs,
Can make me feel safe and secure.
I have told you how much your friendship means to me
Although I haven’t been 100% honest
Because my feeling run a lot deeper than that.
Now in a few days time
The outcome of an event
May keep me away from you.
I am feeling scared and alone
And uncertain of what to do.
Should I tell you and risk losing you,
Or just keep it to myself?
Active Ink Slinger
This I will make up right on the spot here and now:
Do you know that I love you?
Do you know how I care?
Can you tell real words when spoken
Not noises floating on air.
Do you know how you move me
How I love being with you
Did you know that I cherish
Everything that you do?
I just can't say it better
Than I already have
In spite of my efforts
Your heart I can't make better!
So my heart does not reach yours
With its essence between
Because of a past hurt
Your heart is closed now
...or so it seems.
Do you know that I love you?
Do you know how I care?
Can you tell real words when spoken
Not noises floating on air.
Do you know how you move me
How I love being with you
Did you know that I cherish
Everything that you do?
I just can't say it better
Than I already have
In spite of my efforts
Your heart I can't make better!
So my heart does not reach yours
With its essence between
Because of a past hurt
Your heart is closed now
...or so it seems.
Active Ink Slinger
You there?
You there hun?
I wish you were right beside me,
A gentle caress,
A kiss in your forehead,
A word to say, "I'm here for you"
A slight hug,
A head on my shoulder,
Oh am I dreaming of that?
You there hun?
I wish you were right beside me,
A gentle caress,
A kiss in your forehead,
A word to say, "I'm here for you"
A slight hug,
A head on my shoulder,
Oh am I dreaming of that?
Void
I feel nothing inside.
I am nothing but a shell.
I am nothing.
I do not exist.
I am not on this plane of existence.
I do not exist here or there.
I'm nothing but a figment of everyone's imagination.
I'm not even a thought in your mind.
I'm not a grain of sand.
I am not a blade of grass.
I am not even a whisper in the wind.
I am absolutely nothing.
I do not exist at all.
I am void.
Copyright Daddysweetheart 2014
I feel nothing inside.
I am nothing but a shell.
I am nothing.
I do not exist.
I am not on this plane of existence.
I do not exist here or there.
I'm nothing but a figment of everyone's imagination.
I'm not even a thought in your mind.
I'm not a grain of sand.
I am not a blade of grass.
I am not even a whisper in the wind.
I am absolutely nothing.
I do not exist at all.
I am void.
Copyright Daddysweetheart 2014
STRANGE NIGHT
It was a strange night
A cold wind blew a fright
Waiting for Vicky the Vampire
Alone I am in the dark
A cold wind howled in the park
Suddenly there in black and red
A face, evil smile of dread
I, frozen to the spot
My blood from cold to hot
In an instant at my face
Two of us in one space
Lips slid to my neck
Knees went weak
I fell to the deck
Morning, I sat up straight
From bed to mirror
Putting my neck near
Not puncture marks
In purple glory a hicky
To the bed I looked to Vicky
I screamed in horror
There in the nude
Propped on my pillow
Ricky, a dude
MY NAME IS BEN
My name is Ben
When I was ten
I was a terrible boy
Pinched my sister with joy
Blew up a frog
Shaved my dog
Glue in Dad’s shoe
So mad he turned blue
Itching powder in Mom’s bra
Laughed loud to see
Mom scratch herself raw
For my birthday wish
I demanded a fish
Saturday I woke
Breakfast, chips and Coke
Mom said, ‘Bath’s ready’
I screamed ‘No’, held steady
Dad said, 'Present’s in the tub'
Sis said, 'Pretend you’re a bear cub'
I to the bathroom in a flash
Mom closed the door in a dash
My pajamas to the floor
Dad quickly locked the door
‘Where is it?’ thinking this was a con
Sis yelled, ‘All the way from the Amazon’
Mom laughed, ‘Look under the bubbles’
Scooped them away, start of my troubles
Attached firmly, a piranha, to my wrist
Now at eleven on my birthday list
I’ve left on Mom and Dad’s nightstand
Asking politely, for an artificial hand
It was a strange night
A cold wind blew a fright
Waiting for Vicky the Vampire
Alone I am in the dark
A cold wind howled in the park
Suddenly there in black and red
A face, evil smile of dread
I, frozen to the spot
My blood from cold to hot
In an instant at my face
Two of us in one space
Lips slid to my neck
Knees went weak
I fell to the deck
Morning, I sat up straight
From bed to mirror
Putting my neck near
Not puncture marks
In purple glory a hicky
To the bed I looked to Vicky
I screamed in horror
There in the nude
Propped on my pillow
Ricky, a dude
MY NAME IS BEN
My name is Ben
When I was ten
I was a terrible boy
Pinched my sister with joy
Blew up a frog
Shaved my dog
Glue in Dad’s shoe
So mad he turned blue
Itching powder in Mom’s bra
Laughed loud to see
Mom scratch herself raw
For my birthday wish
I demanded a fish
Saturday I woke
Breakfast, chips and Coke
Mom said, ‘Bath’s ready’
I screamed ‘No’, held steady
Dad said, 'Present’s in the tub'
Sis said, 'Pretend you’re a bear cub'
I to the bathroom in a flash
Mom closed the door in a dash
My pajamas to the floor
Dad quickly locked the door
‘Where is it?’ thinking this was a con
Sis yelled, ‘All the way from the Amazon’
Mom laughed, ‘Look under the bubbles’
Scooped them away, start of my troubles
Attached firmly, a piranha, to my wrist
Now at eleven on my birthday list
I’ve left on Mom and Dad’s nightstand
Asking politely, for an artificial hand
Angel Princess of Passion
Two souls that dwell so far apart
Night falls, stars blink lovely so bright
One thought crosses their minds
The smile they share at the same time
Weekday duties, weekend chores
Each have their own things to address
When they have a moment to sit
They talk about many things, laugh, cry
The minutes go by so quickly, flashes of light
When all is said and done, thoughts held close
They see what is hidden within each other
A soft caring touch, a sweet kiss goodnight..
Night falls, stars blink lovely so bright
One thought crosses their minds
The smile they share at the same time
Weekday duties, weekend chores
Each have their own things to address
When they have a moment to sit
They talk about many things, laugh, cry
The minutes go by so quickly, flashes of light
When all is said and done, thoughts held close
They see what is hidden within each other
A soft caring touch, a sweet kiss goodnight..
Laugh, Learn and Most of all Love...My Way of Life...
Watching the night unwind
From here in my lonely room,
As an outsider, looking at the
Lights shining through the windows
Of the houses along the street,
But their blinds are closed so
They don’t have to watch the
World passing by and dropping
Its refuse in their gutters,
It’s not their rubbish anyway,
And if they don’t look,
And if they don’t hear,
And as long as they don’t open
The door and step outside
And walk in the gutter then
Maybe, Maybe, someone else
Will come along and clean up
The mess, and then they can
Get back to the real business
Of watching reruns of Masterchef,
While the outsiders watch the
Lights shine through the windows
Of the lonely rooms as
The night unwinds.
From here in my lonely room,
As an outsider, looking at the
Lights shining through the windows
Of the houses along the street,
But their blinds are closed so
They don’t have to watch the
World passing by and dropping
Its refuse in their gutters,
It’s not their rubbish anyway,
And if they don’t look,
And if they don’t hear,
And as long as they don’t open
The door and step outside
And walk in the gutter then
Maybe, Maybe, someone else
Will come along and clean up
The mess, and then they can
Get back to the real business
Of watching reruns of Masterchef,
While the outsiders watch the
Lights shine through the windows
Of the lonely rooms as
The night unwinds.
Angel Princess of Passion
Two souls that dwell so far apart
Night falls, stars blink lovely so bright
One thought crosses their minds
The smile they share at the same time
Weekday duties, weekend chores
Each have their own things to address
When they have a moment to sit
They talk about many things, laugh, cry
The minutes go by so quickly, flashes of light
When all is said and done, thoughts held close
They see what is hidden within each other
A soft caring touch, a sweet kiss goodnight
Night falls, stars blink lovely so bright
One thought crosses their minds
The smile they share at the same time
Weekday duties, weekend chores
Each have their own things to address
When they have a moment to sit
They talk about many things, laugh, cry
The minutes go by so quickly, flashes of light
When all is said and done, thoughts held close
They see what is hidden within each other
A soft caring touch, a sweet kiss goodnight
Laugh, Learn and Most of all Love...My Way of Life...
Matriarch
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Since I don't take sleeping pills
I was told that my efforts were appreciated
I received an "LOL" response
I’m not trying to be funny
I’m human, caring as I want to be cared for
some treat others like shit
some people just don’t care
some people just fell like shit.
There’s a right and a wrong
I’ve just never learned to turn right
diagnosed and medicated my resistance is futile
do what we say not, not as we do
if you’re confused, too bad
give me the placebo
I want an excuse not to care
You count as long as it’s reciprocal
you’re laid to waist when part of the masses
I’ve got mine, now go get yours
it’s all a part of growing up
the calloused hand feels hard and feels nothing
believe in something else
I’ll show you how at a price.
Wishful thinking counts when there’s a return
I was told that my efforts were appreciated
I received an "LOL" response
I’m not trying to be funny
I’m human, caring as I want to be cared for
some treat others like shit
some people just don’t care
some people just fell like shit.
There’s a right and a wrong
I’ve just never learned to turn right
diagnosed and medicated my resistance is futile
do what we say not, not as we do
if you’re confused, too bad
give me the placebo
I want an excuse not to care
You count as long as it’s reciprocal
you’re laid to waist when part of the masses
I’ve got mine, now go get yours
it’s all a part of growing up
the calloused hand feels hard and feels nothing
believe in something else
I’ll show you how at a price.
Wishful thinking counts when there’s a return