Last Commented Quatrain Poems (304)

You turn your head,
And my heart breaks.
To see that smile,
Upon your face.
How long's it been?
I cannot tell.
That day you left,
And darkness fell.
All of the tears,
And broken dreams.
Bury my face,
None hear my screams.
I hope she's worth,
This broken home.
A single mom,
Wife all alone.
This story's old,
Before my time.
A man who cheats,
Far past his prime.
All those who would,
Please hear this call.
Lust fades away...
Love Conquers All!

Today I saw the moon and stars
And I remembered you my love
I hope you know I love you still
It's you I'm always thinking of.

I think about you day and night
When I'm awake or when I sleep
And when I start to think of you
my heart will start to weep.

I only wish to see your face
to hold your hand and look at you
And hope you'll try to understand
my love for you is very true.

One more poem I wish to write,
About the girl I lost tonight;
The time we had was very short,
But love itself was our support;
Her crimson lips, and gentle eyes,
Shall force a man to believe in lies;
She left me now and went away,
Although I begged for her to stay;
She says that we shall never be,
But all I say, let’s try and see;
But as before I start to realize,
There is no love, just gentle lies;
And as my eyes get filled with tears,
Which haven’t dried throughout the years;
I guess I’ll smile, and walk away,
Forever more think of this day.

my armour glinting in the mid day sun
cold am i motionless having no fun tetherd in the mid day sun
waiting watching having no fun
starring at the mid day sun

under the sea i will soon lay covered from the mid day sun
lapping at my feet the waves do come ready to pounce and cover me up
lapping at my feet then my knees over my head it now goes

now am lying beneath the sea
motionless covered well below the sea waiting for the new day to come
cold am i coverd up beneath the sea i lay all coverd up
watching waiting all i can do tethered waiting thats all i can do

below the ocean wave i lay waiting waiting for the new day

As i look up into the sky
BIG and white the moon shinning bright
into the darkness of space stars all around shining bright
further we travel in space into the darkneess of the deep black space

Lots of stars,Mybe a comet
Or spaceship traveling to mars
Passing all the space junk as we travel
comets here there space ships here there satalittes every where

oh the joys and freedom of space to be weightless in space
to move around with such ease motionless weightless one becomes floating around in outer space
viewing are kingdom from outer space looking down on the earth as we float in space

we travel in are spaceships where we go know one knows like catching the bus we travel in space to the moon we can travel
the next planet and the next in are space capsule we will travel
where will life begin again

if man destroys this earth will we have to begin again are mission to mars other earth planets to find
is this mans destination that he has to find

YOU CAN ARISE WHENEVER YOU CARE TO
THAT'S ONE REASON I AM JEALOUS OF YOU
FOR BREAKFAST YOU CAN EAT WHATEVER YOU PICK OUT
ALAS, AS FOR MY FIRST MEAL THERE IS NOT EVEN A DOUBT

I KNOW PRECISELY WHAT WILL BE ON MY METAL TRAY
EXCEPT SOMETIMES IT'S MILK OR O.J. TO BEGIN THE DAY
YOUR PANTRY IS FULL OF SUSTINANCE I DON'T EVEN RECALL
AS I USE AN OLD FILTHY AND FADED TEE SHIRT AS A SHAWL

YOUR LUNCH TIME MIGHT BE AT THAT LITTLE TAVERN WE KNOW
BUT NOW MY LUNCH TIME IS DELIVERED ROW BY ROW
THAT COZY TAVERN MEANT A LOT TO ME
AND SO DID MY BEING FREE

BUT POWDER AND PAIN BROUGHT ME HERE
AND HERE I WILL STAY YEAR AFTER YEAR
I RECEIVE CENSORED LETTERS IN MY PERSONAL MAIL
THE ONES THEY ALLOW ME TO READ HERE IN JAIL
(C) 2011.....free cee!

THERE HE LAY A STONE TO SPEAK NO MORE
THERE HE LAY, MOTIONLESS UNLIKE SECONDS BEFORE
THERE LAY HE, WITH NO MORE SMILES FOR TO LEND
THERE LAY HE, MY GLISTENING FRIEND

I TAUGHT HIM WELL HOW TO FIND A VEIN
I TUTORED HIM WELL IN HOW TO CONQUER PAIN
I EDIFIED HIM IN HOW TO ROB AND STEAL
THERE LAY HE WITH NO PULSE TO FEEL

T'WAS MIDST PORCELAIN AND TILE LAY HE THERE
OUR DESPERATION WAS AS A SPEAR
SKEWERED BY STEEL AS REAL AS ANY MADE
AND DONE WERE ALL THE PLANS TO FADE

HE AND I WERE GOING TO TRAVERSE THE GLOBE
UNTIL MY BATHROOM DEFILED HIS ROBE
WHEN MET DID WE HE WAS FILLED WITH HOPE
BUT OUR DESIRE BECAME HIS HANGMAN'S ROPE

NO 911 WOULD I PLACE THAT CALL
AS I DRAGGED INTO A HOLLOWED HALL
LEST THE COPS SEEK ANSWERS I COULD NOT DEFEND
AND HIS HEART AND SOUL UNABLE TO MEND

SO ALAN DIED IN MY SEEDY APARTMENT'S TUB
AND THEREIN LIES THE RUBBISH AND THE RUB
I NEVER ATTENDED HIS FUNERAL SINCE I FELT AS IF I HAD KILLED HIM WELL
AS FOR ALAN I KNOW NOT WHERE HE WENT BUT I AM HEADED FOR HELL
(C) 2011....~free cee!~

i've buried more shining friends than you can believe
and buried so many psychiatrists that you can't conceive
i've been to seedy places most people wouldn't dare to enter
and of the people who try to censor me you are in the dead center

i write what i see, hear and with clarity know
yet and still you want to turn rain into snow
well i'll always be snow no matter what you may say
and for no one or reason shall i alter my way

my poems are warnings to parents they need to heed
so they can recognize when Johnny has a habit to feed
but there you are trying to stifle what they need to hear
and i deem you doing that totally unfair

i do take criticism but first i'd like to read you
because something tells me you write about a sky so blue
you probably scribe words about warriors so brave
while i tell people how to save themselves from an early grave

well at this particular time that's all i have to state
that and i wish your irrational reviews of me would abate
because i don't give a damn if you kick me or sock me
but then you have the unmitigated nerve to block me
yours in rebellion, relaxation, and reflexes that reflect
my attitude toward critics like you
~free cee!~

DO I REALLY WANT TO DANCE WITH FRANCE’

What kind of dance and how is it done?
And does she want to dance with just anyone?
She asks me questions and the truth will be told
For I cannot be asked to change now, I’m too damned old

This is what I am and will ever be Miss city of lights
And I’m done trying, in a windless sky, to fly any more kites
I’m too old for the hunt and weary of any game
And don’t ask me who we should blame

Perhaps a universe that forces people to lie
Or maybe even to say a sudden “good-bye”
This dance was new to me, but now it’s grown old
And I care not to witness sorrow unfold

All the women, all the time, all the times when I thought I had the time
But the clock shows it’s too late and you may be missing he sublime
Well listen lady, an alluring nature and a need for answers will be done
Because I want answers as well and cohesive answers for every one

If you truly want me to be the shoulder for you to cry on
You’d better do a simple task, and soon---- lest I be gone
But fear not, there will be other stars to wish upon
For I’ve lived enough summers to know whenever I fall I eventually rise
And that I don’t dig women on the internet only to find that they’re really perverted guys

So if you want me to dance I will but you must follow my lead
Let your body become a willow in the wind which you need
But when we are no longer just dancers and should real life try to sneak in
You’d better know that I invented the concept of sin (C) 2011....~free! CEE!~

Some call it an aphrodisiac.
They say it gives a man a strong back.

Like a good woman, turtle soup makes no sense;
Can something so delicate be so intense?

Like a woman, the flesh has several delightful flavors.
Remember, each mouthwatering sensation should be savored.

When you taste her, bask freely in the sapidity,
Acquire the feel for this pure tortoise delicacy.

Don’t rush, familiarize your taste buds.
There is no such thing as a first sight love.

Recognize, there is a mystique behind that hard shell.
Did someone say turtle soup? That does not ring a bell.