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My greatest muse
A Morganluv pushed us together And I didn’t repel him Myself, delighted, as I typed away Far, far away, on beaches, in pubs My loneliness crushed by laughter Reading and posting, a brat pack Not ashamed of appearing tens of thousands on his W
Melancholy
Feeling sad, feeling more focused Feeling The Big Goodbye Although it was my wish And this new freedom energizes me The goodbye still manifests while I move forward In missing what was good and briefly forgetting the bad Survival is a my
Dove
I found her Stretched out, as if she was leaping Her eyes, parted, still sparkled Her returning glance, stilled by death In shock, myself, stilled by death I crouched down and touched her She felt frozen in time When I picked her up, she fel
Poem
Intertwined thoughts about intertwined limbs Flash images like a manic slide show Thoughts made present on the face A mask falls away, briefly
What a good lover does
Heaving and out of breath from strenuous activities I giggle and marvel at the person next to me Out of breath from holding oxygen hostage while I did all that was asked I giggled and marvel at answered prayers I’m building stamina and a to
Kind humans
What forces me to survive, sometimes when I don’t want to? The amazing things I’ve experienced. Some would call it God, guardian angels, magic or random. Whatever the case may be, I have experienced negative things and in most times, a kind human h
The record player
I feel like I should write something. . . I got a portable turntable Set it up by my crate of vinyl memories Voices singing, brings the click of a slide show No digital The familiar tunes are a lullaby to a racing heart Parked at a drive
La poem
Two of a kind, you and I Though my age betrays a maturity Your guidance directs me to my soul To be lost for so long, a kind gentleman showed me the way I was out walking. I pushed myself, heaving The sun pulled all moisture from me The clar
Kin
The beach where sticks and stones don’t break hearts Make love with waves of salt and sea Bring forth good memories Of a visit most importantly family Though far away not distant in heart’s memory I love you all eternally
Stuff
You remind me of what I’m trying to forget Though genuine care f*ck over my imagination I toss my mane and squeal On darkest of nights, the Illuminati of all pretenses Bury your head into my chest, allow me to inhale the scent of the wild
VR
Deep thoughts from the depths of what I thought I knew The flashpoint that fractures all reason Making irrational my temporary reality Viewing a personality split into two like I’ve got those VR goggles on watching real time twins of a man
Blessings
I have been blessed with a cowboy And all he wants to do is ride We met up in the shoe department He wore all black with a phone hanging from his hip He makes a dial that dials me in Regardless of the sun and moon Asking me “do you want to g
Memories
There isn’t much else to do Except to walk to the water’s edge Stare beyond the farthest point And remember, peripherally
Good bye Magic Couch
It’s time to replace my Magic Couch. It’s a bittersweet affair. My new couch had been sitting on the showroom. My favorite piece with upholstery that reminds me of raw silk. This couch sat along the aisle to my desk. Upon each passing, I would p
Deciphering my poem
Intertwined thoughts about intertwined limbs ^^^ daydream fantasy of making love “intertwined limbs” to a sexy coworker Flash images like a manic slide show ^^^ reliving in memory, their secret tryst Thoughts made present on the face ^^^ th
The
Patriotic sarcastic circle jerking on the blogs today. I’m not sure this projectile vomit has made any difference. I’d say everyone is pretty set in their beliefs Beliefs that are only beliefs. Why am I here anymore, I ask myself.
The spice of life
So, I met this friend who has the same curiosity as I. We both had the day off and he invited me on an investigative adventure. I felt like a overprotected minor chumming with my friend and checking out an adult store.
Finally
CS has presented me with a man who can hold a conversation. I don’t even remember who wrote who first.
Being dull
He wrote that he thought he was dull I told him I didn’t think so First impressions second impressions The language is not limited to the written word
Because it’s Valentine’s Day
Being Valentine’s Day, I thought I’d try to write something positive about love. I am formulating my thoughts. I wrote “I love you” on my forehead and brushed my bangs away While you were seated next to me in class I gave you a parting hug af
Here we go again
With life’s uncertainty one must be proactive. So, tomorrow I have a job interview with another furniture store. It is not known but the signs indicate a potential store closing, indicating a potential income loss for me. I’ve already mourned th
What good?
Once again, it is confirmed Tears are useless Unless you get a speck in your eye The expelling of a salty water only Streaks skin with makeup On an already contorted face If I am to cry, let me Mel Gibson In Brave Heart You know the sc
Update
Today didn’t pan out. I have the wrong type of major depressive disorder. Haha not! So, I’m on the list for a study with my type
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A restless heart rarely sleeps as sharks don’t sleep at all A lonely heart often weeps even if no tears fall, burning cheeks Having a voice with no ears to listen, a most lonely place to be A shelter harboring souls like myself, most comfort
Tower
The spiral tower ejected confetti on the hour She clutched her coat tighter To insulate Bare skin, shivering From nervous thoughts, fighting With urgest thoughts, guilty For feeling a space inside, empty Drawing her to the spiral tower, l
The perfect date
On cream cheese and Camel dreams My bagel toasts under desert sun I take my coffee black, usually He places a date in my hand and I marvel at its perfection.
Forget my other blogs
I’m excited by a possible reunion of old timers. I will now become a witch calling on the devil and his mischief. Camel, 10k, Morganluv, etc, show yourselves in all of your delicious glory. I slave over a caldron stirring My arms are tired
No comment
After my attempt at flirting he suggested that I date more No comment I would write more but his suggestion has stalled my words I need to troubleshoot if I’m out of gas or maybe busted my timing belt I don’t think it’s my alternator
This is why some people don’t get dates
By not responding, you can get a real sense of the person Happy trails
For my tourists
I am familiar with the armchair travelers They sit cozy on their sofa or settled deep in the sheets reading literature or magazines filled with glossy pictures of exotic places I now know of the armchair lovers who read of feelings and words, ro
Ah yes
Ah, yes That’s what I think when I have been enlightened Now a curiosity stirs like a swizzle stick stirs Am I a coffee with cream and sugar?
A certain one who doesn’t smoke
I read a comment on a blog by a certain man who doesn’t smoke and was struck by his profound thoughts. Have any of you been moved by a comment?
I have been here many years
I have been here many years. I have been lookylou, myvice, goldenhinde, diamondwillow, freehand, and palmfrond. I have written for you with much pleasure. If you have enjoyed my writing, you are welcome to my new home. I am The Croupier at all poetry
my meditation
The meditation of the vacuum Sweeping in rhythmic motion I close my eyes and push forward Pull back, rocking on heals My body begins to warm, blood flowing, heart pumping I meditate while I vacuum Pressing toward Drawing back I measure in
How to maintain a woman
Women require constant maintenance and servicing, some handy information to get the best performance out of a woman is: Listen to her; she will make various noises, from a gentle purr to outlandish shouting, purr good shouting not! Listen c
Mixed messages
There’s the touch in the hallway or empty break room. Does he like me? Indications indicate yes. He doesn’t respond to texts. Is he in to me? Indicators indicate no. When he steals a kiss by the loading dock I swoon.
WTF is with the counters going wonky or where they always that way.
Doc says its gonna be ok, but I really don't like life without my meds, Numbers were all linear when I took my Precious
Never
Never, never, never, never, never, never, ever, ever, lost your head for a va*ina.
to england
hey crowd, i've decided to drive on a ferry and be in England (dover) tomorrow 19th. till tuesday. and probably visit london. and stay there in between channel and the big city. anybody wants to host and share a floor with me? (and my 5y
a conclusion contains not necessarily become crafted
Irrespective of that renovation in the particular Cleveland Cavaliers' roster, in spite of that prospect of raised middle hardship, in spite of that win-loss document, based on and with out Kyrie Irving, LeBron Louis might not necessarily waive his p
Groceries.
What's going to happen, if you're at the supermarket and you see salami is selling two-for-one so you get two. You've already got four grapefruits in the trolley. As the trolley goes over a bump, the salamis bounce around and settle in a crossed posi
Soul Mates...WTF is that?
OK, people, I'm trying to lighten up the mood here. Didn't want to post a blog or talk about this topic but would be interesting to know what's your take on this Met a nice guy online, you exchanged nice messages, he's in another country,