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SHORT FOR VENEREAL DISEASE; ADMINISTERED BY SOME BEAUTIFUL LADIES WHO AIM TO PLEASE!I CAN SPEAK FOR ALL G.I."S WHO HAVE A FUN NIGHT AND WAKE UP WITH THE V.D. SURPRISE! WHAT ELSE IS THERE TO DO IN THE SERVICE;; AFTER YOUR JOB IS DONE; YOU ARE FREE TO ROAM AND RUN!WHEN YOU ARE WITHOUT THE OPPOSITE SEX FOR MORE THAN TWO DAYS; YOU WILL ENTER A REALM OF PURPLE HAZE! SO TAKE IT FROM ME, AN EX G.I.; TAKE A CONDOM WITH YOU OR GET READY FOR THAT; DEEP HEAVY BURNING FRY!

One night I saw a shooting star
flashing golden memories
wishing for someone beautiful
just like you babe

Dazzling dreams each night
silver trailing thoughts faraway
looking at the moon face
over and back howling echoes
a soulful plea cries

On this cold winters night
your love is the warmth one needs
deep inside that breathes out
free wild as the breeze blowing
Winds in a thousand whistles speak

Utopia's everything whispers your beauty
one in a million star silently blinks
I have fallen under spells
casting on magic fell in your dust
sailing without wings loving you

Calamity is a mistress
Ignoring circumvention of consequence
Comfortablity feeds the monster
Eating from ignorance
Begin seroquelling me with the cliches
Then I'll smile and just pretend
To listen as I watch your lips move
Not ever hearing a word you said
While I draw a verbal hangman
Of a psychiatrist in a noose
Crawling from the hallows of my skin
Yet never walked a mile in my shoes
Because habit is just a creature
But an angel is my best friend
Slowly I began killing my demons
In a quiet game of Russian roulette
So take another shot of your whiskey
Freeing the ghost that I neglect
Still hypnotized by watching your lips move
Lost inside of thoughts I'll soon forget
Nullifying the mystery in madness
I don't care where or how it ends
Just give the pharmacy keys to the pretty nurse
And feed me the pills that clear my head

~ Jesse Okoroshi Masu James F ~

One two three four five six seven eight nine…
I’m counting the stars in the sky
One two three four five six seven eight nine…
Wondering how many stars in the sky?

Why I can count only one to nine…?
Where is the tenth star… where they hide?
One two three four five six seven eight nine…
I’m counting and suddenly I realized…

The tenth star is you… you are always in my mind
One two three four five six seven eight nine
I keep counting and whispering to the stars in the sky
‘You’re the tenth star of mine… but the number one my guy’
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When one hurts
one is bent to
either be
Self-punitive
or to others
aggressive
pain and anger
akin to toxin
in our bodies
undischarged
seeping, affecting
general well-being
physical, mental
intellectual
or social
even spiritual
if one area of life
anger, pain is lodged
and none is done
to empty, re-start
damage soon seeps
poison spills
gradually, surely
to the rest
of the body!

Is it worth it?

Come with me to the field ...

Whisper to me secrets revealed.


Let's take the old dirt trail ...

It will lead us without fail.


The path to our special place ...

Where you'll spread kisses upon my face.


You say you'd like to fool around ...

Toss the blanket on the ground.


My dear, do you think we have been seen?

If so, our voyeur is now surely keen.


Oh, the things we said and did ...

We wonder maybe we should have hid.


So what if we had been caught ...

Who dares disrupt the love we sought.

Inglorious lashing counts with the blink
Of an eye, sleepy with a passionate stare
Lingering, a tasty morsel dreamt between
Teeth, a deliberate pressure…pressing
Where shadows dare to creep, inside
Determination waits and steals a lick
Between the sheets of a huntresses
Soaked skin…damp from the stormy rains
Longing for the next savory bite of meat

With my inner spirit I can converse
With the trees and stars of the universe
The conversation draws us very close
In a message of our unity

All of us are children of the same source
That's the ultimate universal force
And we all follow a similar course
In fulfilment of our destiny

With the determination of an eagle I stand upon the highest cliff
Feeling the wind beneath my wings as I await for thermal lift
My eyes are focussed on the world below, a gentle breeze against my face
As the morning sun consumes the dark I claim this day and all its grace
At the speed of light I freely fall miles above the earth
With my faith flying above the clouds and like a jet my engines burst
My spirit breaks the barriers of sound over shadowed decades of pain
Above empires of decadence I reign through greener fields and grassy plains
Beneath the dirt the coals of hell are rising to burn me from the sky
I may never leave this world behind, but I'm still learning how to fly

~ JJF~

As our walk upon the fells began
A cool morning, gathering and overcast
A stately gentleman and a lady with a dog
We walked to the vale of Grasmere.

Trollers Hill and Simon's Seat
Dale's Way to the River Wharf
Beacons on high hills roused Ancient Britons once
The walks of early man

The fells of Lancashire and the Peak
The way of Haw Cray;
The walks of early man,
Now go down in history.

To the poet, the philosopher and the saint he writes
All things friendly and sacred,yet precious of their make;
Days of holiness, nights written of deep desire,
Self-reliance, the height and perfection of man.

His companion a loyal dog
He speaks of his own mind, man of the fells.
Telling stories of the ancients in the poems that he writes.

I find him standing firm in his own shoes
He values what he has in himself;
Not perfect, but just a man with a soul,
The walk has now become a journey of sorts.


Angels have whispered to him
On the walk that he now goes;
This is the Fellsman,
The Fellsman that I know.