In life nothing so rare
as a blue ribbon pair
you dress with such flare
please let down your hair
notice when we meet
rain fills up the streets
just gods shedding tears
true love being near
I take this wet sign
you may never be mine
cherishing any time
with your authenticity of mind
such a gift is your presence
one look makes my head spin
all this in a good way
blessings galore with each day.
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dark carriage of love
slow moving through mud
lit lightly by moonbeams
lone rider pondering choosing
rough roads brought us here
detours often appear
face loss as companion
burden in cargo suppression
inspiration swoops in then away
do notice what we say
limits placed with patterned breath
unconscious repeating abuses
truth game always at play
empower another each day
this our gifting economy
keep loving past death of the body.
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Not into fishing yet master baiter
imagination king for horny hermit neighbor
swollen prostate caused by sexual woes
raw oysters a date for old solo bros
still not blind after all these years
remember first time vics vaper rub tears
get around whole coveting sin bit
by loving all ladies including married fave mostest
life is a spectrum where on meter do you register
own present role sometimes play jester
complementary relating creates lit bedroom
find vedic animal signs to see if party vroom
nothing worse locked in story of bores
author own book with happy endings galore
cat’s out the bag this poem not for prudes
next rub on genie’s lamp I’ll be thinking of you ;)
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do the hokey pokey across thin mind line
one side planning death opposite living loving life
when limbo stick finally hits floor
step on over or trap door opens more
useless words said through glass wall divide
when one decides to punch ticket destination change waste of time
robo calls mostly pretend things always fine
not doing self work burns out soul sensing eyes
critical caring how best to say it
rewrite your story til dance and play fit
when gratitude missing like foreign bed fellow
we wallow in pain prison of own making hello
courage can’t bud soon enough
family trees need pruning for light to reach trunk
fumbling old keys to love’s mothballed museum
I dream of ease while kicking ass through testing season.
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Please say goodbye
when it’s time to fly
I do not lie
you brighten lives
of all near bye
including mine
wild water cannot stay
in stagnant lake without play
steam and rain shifting phase
may your river forever run my way
as a man I’ve claimed land
a mountain range
heaven’s gate
here I’ll stand with anchored plans
waiting the day
we become mates.
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Found your picture on interwebs
when lonely I smile at such a pretty head
depth of beauty rare in these rural parts
seeing little resemblance to family farm
would really love helping heal broken heart
wishing this might end runaway part
no pressure I’m just fluent with this kinda thing
pluto transiting my 7th house of wedding rings
rejection is protection we can sing
fools who can’t cherish us please leave the scene
a sturdy foundation of self-love
built only through mining deep ancestral mud
never guessed avoidance dance a thing
for such a wise and thoughtful being
maybe just friends but still a shield
from Medusa’s shadowy look turning one diesel.
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Such sexy headhunter legs
shadowy creatures never foreplay
all chip chatter enough kitty queen
off with a meal you know what I mean
no birds left to sound alarm
predators rule world animal farm
awareness truly our only strategy
pretending psychopaths don’t exist definition insanity
looking at Truth nothing to fear
avoidance a trap creating rivers of tears
remember my friend this nugget of gold
life is a gift with gratitude the goal.
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Someday I may
miss razor edge way
not painful when pondering play
subtle awareness work done each day
why rush dreams drying slow breeze
two line ends tied to growth trees
this pattern it seems
so much mine
hot wire no neutral ground fine
purpose designed for this wondrous mind
tasting real after lifetimes of wait
makes one forget about fate
can life become better shared
with Truth foundation for sturdy pair
check back with me in due time
loving hearts risk all opened wide.
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Winter the fully clothed creep
watching beach goers
from under shady tree
she is so skinny
someone says out load
about girl with white leashed dog
numerous signs say
no hunting in park
three boys fishing flunked english
since covid killed learning’s weak spark
families wade deep
waiting for cool pooling water
between pockets of pee
me I try to stay clear
of noticing anything
while daydreaming of thee.
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right of passage to rebel
container testing cracks in bell
ring me once you’re sick of hell
heaven opens when Truth is pall
so who may shout there crazy one
parade of watchers rotten tongues
disappointing cast all school reunion
projection weapon stupidity brewing
what year was it that had some class
remember way graduation felt
freedom finally from friends and foes
trauma bonded through growing dolts
witnessing it you’d think enough
to end busing babies away on drugs
this how pitiful pattern painfully persists
appealing to authority rather then empowering kids.
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