“THE TORMENTING INSPIRATION OF MY LIFE!”

“THE TORMENTING INSPIRATION OF MY LIFE!” a poem, written by (you-guessed-it) LOVE: Love Herself. So it is TOTALLY about NO ONE I know – or – it’s about EVERYONE I know!! 🙂 Remember! LOVE wrote this poem; NOT me! and … it is NOT about YOU … or YOU … or YOU … ❤ – or you!

She’s up and down, with-a-smile; then a frown!

She’s my biggest inspiration – AND – my fondest frus-tur-ation!

SHE GUARANTEES HER HEART TO ME,

And-then-guards-it-quite-incessantly!

And THEN – She concludes (much) – THIS AND THAT!

Has she “figured me out?”* She’s like a cat,

Aloof and crafty, with selfish needs,

To cage this Juan, who bleeds & bleeds!

[Remember, this is NOT about you, AND LOVE is writing it, OK!]

She LOVES to lie – AND – tell the Truth,

With “prints of Darkness:” “COME-TO-MY-’BOOTH!’”

And writhe a while – and talk with me;

“Well, NOW, just-let-me-talk – and-you-MUST-agree,

With all my thoughts!” – and THEN, she’ll turn,

And light-me-on-fire – and watch me burn,

And taunt and laugh and lie and sing,

And deny our marriage, until ANOTHER RING,

Another wedding ring’s secured!

“YOU’LL NEVER LEAVE!” Is my vision blurred?

Or – do I see clearly – that there’s NO WAY OUT;

She gets all that she wants** – and then she’ll-still-pout,

[Remember, this is NOT about you, AND LOVE is writing it, OK!]

For “COMPLAINTS,” they are her middle name;

She’ll curse the Heavens; I’ll get the blame!

The strategy? Imbalance HIM!

Set-him-on-fire! and THEN – make-him-dim;

Douse-him with water, cold and sweet,

Then-she’ll-have-something nice to eat!

IF-I’m TOO HARD, the-water will soften,

So she can chew on me quite often,

And snatch my liver from me – dai-ly,

And chew – as-I-watch – her eat (me) gaily,

As I bleed – and re-grow another,

Scrumptious LIVER – I-shall-not-recover:

I won’t escape these chains of mine,***

I’ll (probably) never get her Valentine!

[Remember, this is NOT about you, AND LOVE is writing it, OK!]

BUT – one soft day, at-The-Break-of-Dawn,

She arrived again – to eat her John,

And nothing-was-there except a note,

And this is what she read-I wrote,

“I never was! I’m just a specter!”

And that one line, it really wrecked her;

“I AM still here; I’ll always be,

For-I’m-the-one-who-ADORES-you, see?

And, when your eyes do surely open,

You’ll realize, you’ve-been-forever-gropin’

You ALWAYS touch me, but SOMETIMES MY ATOMS,

Are slightly dispersed (pause) tempting other Madames,

BUT I’M WITH Y O U – And-I’LL ALWAYS BE!”

[Remember, especially here, this is NOT about you, AND LOVE is writing it!]

With THAT, She paused – and put down the key,

That keyed The Lock that held HIS chains;

She cried a while – and felt Heart pains!

SHE LOOKED UP to –

The Stars Above;

SO SAT MY LADY – Her name: is LOVE ❤

[See, the woman is LOVE; it’s just about LOVE chaining Prometheus, the incarnation of stupid guys, tricked by The Unknown God {see, e.g.: St. Paul’s declaration in The Book of Acts} to seek LOVE, the attention of pretty girls, who chain up their sorry boyfriend’s a – – – s and beat them senseless (not that they have any sense to start with) and eat their liver (taking them for all they’re worth) and, then, at some point, LOVE realizes she has just been beating the proverbial “dead horse,” and we all know that you usually can not rouse a dead horse UNLESS, of course, you are Jesus, who can say: “Arise, Horse, And Ride!” However, Jesus don’t work cheap – He requires a pledge! Like your first-born male child! or IF you have a stout girl who can pull a plow, well, sometimes he’ll perform your miracle for your first-born female child. Anyway, see? This poem is all about allegories and metaphors and myths and magic! Just like all my poems, which are just written on Facebook to give me something to do – while I am waiting to die – or – go to Australia and mate with a kangaroo, whichever comes first. {We’re thinking of naming our first-born child BOOBALOO! What do you think?}
fin. ❤

* – OF COURSE!!

** – which is EVERYTHING! She wants it all; she deserves it all; I WILL give her ALL!! 🙂

*** – Where would I go? Besides, I am too lazy!! 🙂

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“TOO MUCH?  FOR GRANTED!?” 

“TOO MUCH? FOR GRANTED!?” a poem a.k.a.: “First Prize: Your Happiness!” Saturday: 09/15/18

WHERE DO I BEGIN? (pause) I’ll make an observation:

I THINK “The World” will test us, whenever the occasion,

Arises – where we LUCK OUT?! – and get a fabulous blessing,

And-when-WONDERFUL! Drops in our lap – our tendency’s second guessing,

Whether something else* is better – so The World tests our “metal,”

To determine IF we’re worthy- or-IF maybe we will settle,

For another set of things – that has an-hypnotic-glow,

Well, will you risk – your special blessing? The Fates just wanna know,

And IF you do negotiate – the glorious WHIM you see,

Will your blessing(s) slip away? Well, don’t take it from me!!

Consider-these-matters on your own, and, when you find “a fit,”

Just treasure and prioritize, IF-you-wanna-honor-it!

Now, (a) blessing(s) can be tricky – so you must “balance” things,

SMILE a lot and wait it out – Patience sometimes brings,

Some tests – & turns & twists & times, when you might be in doubt,

BUT! IF-you-don’t-cherish-THE DIAMOND, you-might-lose-it!

Then, WILL YOU POUT?

Because (then) you’ll never know – how things might have become,

With this blessing in your life – and that-may be kinda dum(b)!

OF COURSE! There’re many blessings – AND YOU MIGHT PRIORITIZE,

And time will tell, when you choose well –

TO-BE-HAPPY – (is) your Grand Prize! 🙂

fin, ❤

    • Sometimes, believe it or not, that other THING – is simply sitting around saying stuff like: “Well, maybe it’s not a blessing!” or “You really don’t love me … . . DO YOU?!” or “This is too good to be true, so I’ll just forget about it, ‘cause, MAYBE, it’s not real!” or you can just sit on (or in) your bed and mumble! 🙂

IN OUR MIND🌟🌞

“ON NUMBERS, BOW-ING, CAMELS & TAO*-ING!” a poem. a.k.a.: “Re: Symbols, Traditions & Superstitions!” Sunday: June 10**, 2018

ONE is you, and TWO is us; combined? = 3, why the fuss?

About-numerology – and ancient symbols;

It’s ‘cause WE’RE KOOKY – clanging cymbals,

Thinking that we know so much,

And we are smarter than The Dutch,

Which just means “sharing;” it-is one way,

As The-Book-of-Acts, TRIES to say:

For, in EAST-east-EASTERN-ology,

TAO* means WAY, (Not)-Christ-Mystery!!

And-we-have-no-“dibs” on The-Number-6,

It is just-a-1-2-3-ish-kinda “mix,”

Meaning THINGS OF DAILY LIFE!

And-7? Who knows? Perhaps my wife,

Can tell-you (that) numbers are a “good read,”

BUT – they should, surely, NOT impede,

You – or p’rhaps ‘cause-you-to-avoid,

Cracks or needles, or-so-to-void,

The simple fact that symbols ARE,

A part of every “cultural bar!”

7, 7, times 7′s JUST-A-LOT,

And BOW-ing is NOT – Evil Sought!

Obesaince, or kneeling, to authority,

Has always been “a thing” you see –

USUALLY! No one – gives it so verymuch,

Thought – when-bowing-

To-The Queen, or-a-pot!

And camels, through a mountain pass?

Are like threads through needles’ brass,

Meaning? (pause) It takes resolution,

But – every difficulty has (a) solution!

And 2 or 3 (times) of 6 or 7,

Emphasizes strength (just like leaven!),

To multiply the power we see,

So things can GROW, for you and men.

We-people-like-to-twist-around,

All concepts – so we’re surely bound,

To go to a Hell-place, IN OUR MIND,

Thinking Dante could really find,

A literal place!

Well, MAYBE-FOR-HIM!!

But, then, (pause)

He-convinced the sadly dim,

And un-creative, unwashed masses,

That Hell exists and even passes,

For a place – to stay forever? (L. O. L.)

What a crock, in any weather!

Oh, well, we’re-A SUPERSTITIOUS BUNCH OF “GOATS,”

Which simply means: We’ve-(some)-stubborn-notes,

But, SURELY, “God” (L. O. L.) does not want SHEEP,

Gently following without a peep,

But, NOW, IF-you-really-like-to-bleat-and-baa-around,

Superstition can-always abound!! 🙂

fin. ❤

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* – loosely pronounced: D O W, which is just a chemical company! 🙂 – choke, cough!

** – equals finished, complete, return to the start, etc., et al, ad nauseum …

SIN😯

“WITHOUT SIN!” a poem May 2, 2018 (Odin’s Day)

SIN is defined as “missing-the-mark:”

A projectile, target, bow and a “park?”

A – WHITE – (K)NIGHT, Aiming-to-win:

A bull’s eye, So-as-Not-to-do-Sin!!

WHICH SUGGESTS: You can train (to sin less), Or Abstain*

And-all-these-assumptions-are-s’pposed-to-be-sane?!

Well (OK)- IF-Jesus-was- Without-sin,

He got 100% Of His arrows in! (pause)

They must-a-been-clustered, VERY TIGHT!

OR – one-top-another, Splitting just right!

AND – “The Unforgivable Sin?” = Missing-all-together!!

BUT, What-about, INCLEMENT-WEATHER?

SO – Whether-you-”go”-with-this-analysis-or-not,

Something’s NOT RIGHT: Perhaps, we’ve all “bought,”

A load of rubbish, by “buying in,”

To these GIVEN ideas, like mistakes and sin.

Perhaps-the-reason-He-Was-”WITHOUT-SIN,”

Is because Blessed Jesus, Wasn’t-here to win,

Or lose, Or even, maybe, Play,

THE-SINNING- GAME, in-the-”religious”-way!!

Perhaps, He merely said:

“Oh, bunk!

These-things-about-SIN (pause) Are-a-load-of JUNK,

Designed by ELDERS, to make you feel,

IN-AD-E-QUATE, So – they can deal,

Y’all – A SPIRITUALLY LOADED HAND!”

So, my darlings, let’s-understand:

That perhaps! (long pause, so you can catch your breath!! 🙂 )

Whatever-you-do-And-whomever-you-are,

Is just fine: THERE IS NO PAR!

And there’s NO TARGET, to try to hit,

AND YOU – DO NOT –

HAVE TO FIT,

Anyone’s-IDEA-of-how-you-should-be,

PERHAPS, WE’RE A L L SINLESS, But – you needn’t agree!!

FOR: IF YOU LIKE THE STRESS OF “TRYING,”

TO BE REAL GOOD, SO – THAT-WHEN-YOU’RE “DYING,”

YOU CAN SAY: “I-FOUGHT-THE-‘GOOD-FIGHT,’

BUT I’M-A-‘SINNER,’

I-NEED-”GUIDING-LIGHT!” 🙂 – Well, OK!!

fin. ❤

    • (To avoid sinning at all!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY

“YES, YOU ARE!” Sunday’s here! 11/26/2017 🙂 Happy Birthday Sunday!

Wife depressed? (pause)

Friends on drugs?

Mom’s upset? (pause)

Cats & bugs!

People seek your counsel – wise?

ONLY in their sorrowful eyes!!

Another shooting? Child abuse! Why keep going? What’s the use?

This is IT –

An answer – true?

To your question, Brother Blue:

Sister Scarlet – Father Chong!

My “brother’s keeper,” all day long –

Because, we’re all here,

In This Boat!

And need each other,

To “keep-afloat!”

So (long pause!!)

Put on your britches,

And-expect, at night,

To keep your Lover,

From too much fright!

Embrace “The World,”

Help Your Friends,

You’re-your-brother’s-keeper,

It Never Ends!

And those that doth despise you so,

Also give them a shimmering glow!

Smile kindly and hold their hand,

And try to help them make a stand,

To do the best they truly can,

A Brotherhood!

John Lennon’s “Man!”

fin. ❤

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OXYGEN

“USEFUL SYMBIOSIS!” a.k.a.: “Autonomic Breaths!”

“I am useless!” what she said.

As I lay with her in bed!

“NO, you’re NOT!” “Yes, it’s TRUE!” 🙂

And-so-we-wrestled, black and blue!!

“Yes, I AM – a useless ‘clutch!’

And I’ve been sleeping way too much!”

OK! Well … …

“Do you breathe?”

“What! You say!?”

“Do-you exhale – every-day?”

“Well, yes, Dear

and

SO?

So – what?”

“Well, CO2 – comes from your gut!

When you exhale, all plants sigh: ‘YES!

That girl’s helping us – she’s our bless …

ING!

To give us air to live!

And – our thanks to her we give!

She’s so useful – thank-you, girl –

YOU’RE OUR HERO – Flags unfurl,

In YOUR honor!”

And, now, my gal –

KNOWS she’s useful, she’s my pal!

Because she breathes, all plants can thrive!

And they give air –

Keeps-us-alive!

So, I think, therefore, my lady doth save,

Everyone! And-for-her we rave!

She’s so usefull

She’s our salvation!

My woman’s so proud of her new found station!

She’s just like Jesus, a savior Divine,

And now – she is – so glad she’s mine!

Because NOW – when

We’re-alone-in-the-sack,

She tells me she’s USEFUL –

She’ll NEVER GO BACK!

fin. ❤

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TERRIFIED

“SUNSHINE COUPLE!” a.k.a.: “TERRIFIED! The Word Of The Day!” 11/21/2017

Here we are – just terrified – of what we do not know!

Totally – inadequate! And filled – with terror!

SO

Hoping to be filled today – with

SOMETHING

To forget

All of our “short-comings” that-we’ve never really met!

Terrified AND

CONFIDENT!

Of Nothing, Really, Much,

Just yearning, ever yearning – for a tender touch,

From a special someone, who may or may not come!

Feeling – Oh, (pause)

Inadequate,

Feeling like a bum!

Terrified!

That what appears

HERE

Before our eyes!

Will disappear

‘Cause we’re SO NEAR,

Near to our “demise!”

Terrified! So Terrified!

The human ( ) being ( ) condition!

Laugh with me,

My Sweet

ME

ME

And fill me with nutrition!

Fill my being

Up with Love, to saturate “This One!”

“WHERE DWELLS LOVE, THE FEAR DOTH FADE,”

and

NOW,

We’re in “the sun!” 🙂

fin. ❤