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Eat a raw organic salad with me
Full of crushed pods of raw garlic
Seducing your mouth like an erotic kick
I promise it will be extremely heavenly
As the hotness subtly stings in your mouth
The pungent sticky juice so wet on your tongue
A delectable herb known to help your heart throb
Descending into your body it’s purely an inside job
Stimulating and warming increasing your desires
Its luscious hot center revealing its fire
Extolled by Hippocrates and Pliny the Elder
The benefits abound meant for pure pleasure
This ancient pod increases s*xual stamina
Working through your brains like lambda
Garlic is for knowledgeable lovers
Those plump voluptuous clovers
Eat a raw organic salad with me please
Full of bruised and crushed raw garlic
Makes us feel so chick and rather slick
Sweet pleasures its destined to release
Now kiss me with that pungent wet mouth
Exponentially deeper along the o*al route
Eat a raw organic salad with your love
Ladened with that sensual crushed garlic
The knowledgeable lovers secret trick
Let it penetrate all your senses like a treasure trove
Deeply savor that creamy firm bulbous clove that drove
You to a night of abandonment and the pleasure it wove

Being Irish in America

What’s it like being in America
When your heritage is Irish
This country’s a poor replica
Of the far off land you cherish
Grandfather arrived here at eleven
Sorely missing his land of heaven
His parents clung to Irish ways
Living them out all of their days
To keep from deep depression
And their aching hearts to lessen
They needed their Irish expression

Its ironic this experience in the land of many
How each generation tells the stories of old
Filled with rainbows and gold, lovingly told
Oh the stories I heard of Ireland were plenty
So us children growing up would be aware
And we’d agree to live here with utmost care

“We may be in America, but no one’s going native”
Resonated through my life like a battle cry
However, my Father dutifully handed it down
There was no “why Dad?”, you just comply
Or, little lassie you’ll be wearing a frown
To lay all this on us in a land we conquered
Certainly did form me, giving much to ponder
Like making sure I had the “the gift of gab”
So no one could ever call me drab
That was a good one, yup
Now I can barely shut up!

Thank you Grandfather, Father and Mother
For helping me feel like a complete alien here
Sprinkling love with just the right amount of fear
As if the Irish didn’t have enough superstitions
Like the Moon, wee leprechauns and the Devil
That I really never understood on a spiritual level
Irish superstitions, don’t you think, can be overdone

Like “lucky” four leaf clovers, “I’m looking over”
That darn little four leaf was surely my good luck
And as I feverishly looked for that fleeting clover
You know the four leafs I could never find or pluck
Spending literally hours trying to find in the yard
I would think about the Irish stories really hard
Letting them sink in, God forbid I would run amok
I’m naming a few superstitions that stuck like glue,
As you laughed with glee because I believed you!

You just live your life in the Celtic way
From your Irish roots you never stray
Your Grandfather was a mighty Irishman
In this new country he had a fierce plan
To live as if he never ever left his Ireland home
I’m sure he never sang “where the buffalo roam”

Grandfather, I think that was just a little crazy
Very emotional, traditional and a bit lazy
‘Cause now your granddaughter is losing her grip
And needs to catch the next space ship!

What makes you smile
Really tickles you inside
Tingles your heart
Giving emotions a start
Someone that is far away
Or someone meant to stay

Smiles produce a vast array
Causing us to sway, even pray
Like child’s play we give way
To the beauty a smile can express
There’s nothing better or the best

Smiles, fertile and worthwhile
Very different and so versatile
Softly innocent and tender
Emotions meant to engender
Hoping to invoke splendor
Sent by unknown sender
Until we surrender

Under the spell of a smile
Hoping for love worthwhile
Smiles they could beguile
Sometimes once in awhile
Take on a unique style

Can smiles really be felt
Over seas and long miles
Causing our hearts to melt
Sending much love to many
Until frowns there aren’t any

Go ahead and smile today
Feel a smile come your way
Imagine love and don’t dismay
Smiles chase your blues away
Smiles are not just cliché’
Friend, smiles are here to stay

Poetry reading first thing in the morning
Goes perfectly with a nice hot cup of coffee
Nothing is more beautiful than this dark elixir
Mated with a little sugar and light cream mixer
As it swirls in your cup and revs up your cells
You begin to contemplate as if under a spell
Of that bitter little bean that reins so supreme
This umber dark brew is a drug-induced dream

Reading words brought to life by your poet friends
Taking you on life’s tours like video camera lens
Imprinting indelible pictures delivered by their pens
As you read and sip you savor the words they spin
Visions their painting from thoughts deep within

Ah, coffee, some call it cafe’, still some say Cuppa
I just call it sweetly every morning “come to mamma”
Now I’m thinking about how many poets the world over
Are sipping their brew and writing their little hearts out
Percolating on those dark alluring coffee beans no doubt
Climbing to such creative heights with deep soulful minds
Coffee and poetry are synchronistically aligned

Time for another wee cup, as some call it a “cup of Joe”
My secret blow of magical beans that sets my mind aglow
Allowing me to experience the depths my thoughts show
Of the pageantry that poetry delivers like a sinful gateau
The only thing missing in this picture is my fabulous beau
If my coffee would only help me write him into existence
How awesome, yes, the ultimate pièce de résistance

Sometimes when I think of you
I hardly can believe
How this love had its debut
What miracle helped it achieve
The deepest love I never knew
This love I shall never leave

Longing for you every minute
My life would be nothing without you in it
With all the words written and said
There is still so much more unsaid and unread
We have the rest of our lives to unravel the thread

Sometimes overwhelmed by love I cry
I really cannot even explain why
My feelings for you are just so intense
Through emotions and tears I try to make sense
Of how blessed I am to have you in my life
Calm and peaceful, now free from strife
Sometimes when I think of you
I admit to myself that I never knew
A love that is forever is in my life

If you love a kiss
Long and very slow
Until it will blow
Your mind down to your toe
And that is your one desire
The perfect kiss you want to acquire
Such a beautiful wish this kiss
You have all the parts in your brain
To just let go and not refrain
From the passion you feel
Of something so real
As the breath and taste and linger of a kiss
Awesome and delirious, such heavenly bliss
You start out slow and let it go
The feeling is building like a crescendo
Right when you reach the top
You know you don't want to stop
Pushing past into an erotic zone
You lose your mind it's totally blown
Where you are now is anyone's guess
The feeling is almost impossible to express
The pure beauty of such a sweet caress
You begin to confess
I really want the rest
Of what this kiss became
We're not to blame
It's the passion in the kiss
That brought you to this
The secrets that hold bliss
In the never ending kiss

Come join us at the long table with torches
hung from castle walls
Bare foot maidens dressed in velvet and white
Tis an evening we'll spend in enraptured delight
Harpists will play as black panthers look on
The knights pour the coffee dancing with song
Come take your first drink from goblets of gold
And toast to your spirit this potion so bold
The first sip has you floating as cloud horses
sweep you up
Another sip and you'll be happy we filled the
whole cup
A marching band of purple ants step in cadence
across your fingers
You slipped your mind in your pocket and for
the evening it lingers
The toothpick people had the wizzard arrested
But it never went to trial and was never contested
So drink up O maidens and knights do the same
And fret not of the stories of those gone insane.

When we Meet

When we finally meet
Expectations laid aside
In the moment we abide
Silently we speak

In a language unspoken
Our glances unbroken
Like the woven fabric of batik
Eyes meet
Connecting dots and lines
Impressions that defines
The unusual and patterned
Our thoughts a bit scattered

We take a secret picture
There is no retreat
Push through to complete
Thinking of this mixture

Of the anticipation
The sweet flirtation
A new sensation
Needs no narration
To describe the elation
In that perfect moment
The sum of the quotient

Our gaze stays focused
Moving in harmony
Flowing perfectly
Thoroughly, artfully
We're transposed
Quite exposed

Its only me and you
So, without further adieu
Anticipating activation
Like a standing ovation

Our lips part to breathe
Quivering underneath
Enveloping the dream
Of a kiss so extreme

It ignites a glowing flame
We have to exclaim . . .
30-Love -That's game
Not about who won, just
About the magic that's begun

There's something in the Stars
It doesn't have to be so far
To capture the sparkle of a ball burning bright
It's not hard to wonder at an ever glowing light

There's something in the Stars you see
Ponder a Star and you will agree
Just look up at them and see what I mean
Magic in the glimmer and the sheen

Cast your love inside the Stars tonight
I told you there was something there all right
Maybe it's the love or the magic that's in you
We all have a universe of Stars inside us too

Each and every Star holds something really special
Something awesome that takes you to a new level
Beautiful and wonderful, so awesome to revel
Basking in the transcendent light
Believe in love on a Starry night

Now dazzle at a Star if nothing seems to faze you
Knowing that a single Star has the ability to amaze you

As the cold winter air touches my nose
The white snowflakes comes down in a rush
When they hit the ground – all turn into slush
My face and my nose are like a red rose
A deer runs by and stops quick in a pose
I round up the dogs and tell them to mush
A bellowing wind blows in like a gush
It howls like a wolf – that’s how it goes

Along the way I hear a shrill call
All the birds of the forest take flight
In the distance I spot a large tree fall
Suddenly I pause and then turn to the right
The woods look like a forbidding dark wall
As my journey proceeds into the night