This poem is dedicated to Sick Nick ... Roxbury love. |
What Is ...What is inspiration when the only thingIn life that matters is the singular self(I'm making a statement)When a lover smiles does theWorld stand still and the dayBrighten, the night become m...
Posted by on Wed, 02 Jul 2008 21:43:00 GMT |
Inspiration In a Bottle ... (old Blues song) |
Oh my love! It came tumblingDown ...Oh my love! Just inspiration in a bottleOf old No. 9 ...Oh my love! Just stood up andLeft me behind ...So I sing the blues,So I sing the blues.And just the other...
Posted by on Wed, 02 Jul 2008 21:25:00 GMT |
Poem ... sexy ... x-rated ...oooh .... |
Slowly I dip between your thighs,My hand slides over smoothSkin, and soft, so soft herinterior curves that dipunder and behind.I touch your lips with the warmthOf my fingers and move toPress mine to y...
Posted by on Wed, 23 Jan 2008 15:37:00 GMT |
Tagged by audrey o’lightly |
Tagged by audrey o'lightly How I got tagged: I have no idea, but audrey must love me=> Once you have been tagged, you have to write a blog with 10 weird, random things, facts, habits, or goals a...
Posted by on Fri, 07 Dec 2007 10:24:00 GMT |
Birthday Song |
So, I'm happy - are you ...?So it's your birthdaytoday, and the sunAwoke upon skiesall blue, a sweetShine, blowing in youreyes and a kiss becauseIt's your birthdaytoday, and I'mPretty happy anyway ......
Posted by on Mon, 13 Aug 2007 23:03:00 GMT |
Something |
Jazz - When the ring of metalPeels the heartback,Then begins that sense ofEternity pushing againstThe expectant knowledgeOf the mind.Like ticks of the clock,Ticking away, away,(away)(like a jazz ...
Posted by on Mon, 13 Aug 2007 22:54:00 GMT |
More snaps (aka: poetry)! |
I Bleed, She Burns ...She wants to see me bleed,I want to see her burn.She wants to see me cut with a knife,My heart ripped from my body.I desire her dead and burnt in a funeral pyre.Perhaps in an all...
Posted by on Wed, 01 Aug 2007 18:42:00 GMT |
New Poetry for Lovely Days |
I can't get a grip,My lust/desire,My buttefly and eyesWander,Taking my soul away,Taking my mind away,Taking my eye contact ...Away...This Monday at the cleanersIs like nothing else,Some kind of tall s...
Posted by on Wed, 11 Apr 2007 11:08:00 GMT |
Do you know where your dog is? |
Okay,
So think of this when you think of how sad things are in our own country, how there is petty violence on the streets and people hustling or killing for a simple dollar, when if they just wo...
Posted by on Sat, 23 Sep 2006 10:13:00 GMT |
