cafetwo2010 Poetry (644)

Why must women
be beautiful
Is it not madness
to make them so?
Why must their eyes
excite me?
It's not enough that
I want them so
Why must their lips
entice?
Must I bear their ruby
red lips?
And why must they move
with such grace?
Must I be tortured with
those hips?
Oh, I guess they're made
to my likness
So I won't try to fib
I should have known
from the beginning the
reason I'm missing a rib!

Gotta love'em....

An extravaganza..
A whirling spin of life..
Imagination unleashed..
A quill with ancient ink..
A red moon hovering above
your trees..
A white horse tied to your fence..
A strong hand walking you down
the yellow brick road..
and here..is your Poetry~

The sun beats down
on my flesh..
A thought occurs to
me..
Is man capaple of a
great thought?
How shall I size up
this intruding
intuition..?
Surely something must
come of this thought..
I feel the cosmos bearing
down on my paltry awareness..
Yet I have the gratitude
to acknowledge some unseen
audience..perhaps beyond
the stars..
Is Man?
How can I ask such a question?
I toy with my inept ascertions..
I am not qualified to answer such
a question..perhaps barely to even
ask it..
Yet I shall shout it out!
The canyons shall hear of it!
I turn my voice to the heavens!
And with boldness of love..
I scream It!
Is Man capable?
No one answers..
Who can hear me?
What fool speaks of capability
anyway?
I brush it off as another of
my endless chain of futile
reasonings..
I am just a man..
What more do I want of
myself
What am I seeking that would
bring me to ponder such
illusive musings?
Perhaps I was appointed..
Shall not someone ask a question?
So be it..
I will ask merely because I'm human..
Yet I intend no disrespect..
With frail consciousness I summit my
plea to the infinite..what is..
And so it is..
Of course I am humbled by a plum tree..
A plum tree??!!
Surely mere vegatation is not a suitable
subject for such a momentous undertaking"
A plum tree?
My poor miserable child of the flesh.. what
behoves you to entertain such a thought?
Because a plum tree is all I have to offer..
Have you ever seen anything with such splender
and majesty?
Well..who am I asking?
Perhaps myself..
But in time time I suppose someone
may realize that man has been
endowed with a great thought..
the plum tree..~

cafetwo2010

Just another day
Not a cloud in the sky
I sip my coffee as
usual but sometimes
wonder why
Everyday seems the same
I only see the ordinary
When like a bolt of
lighting it strikes me..
Everyday is quite
extraordinary!

Awake! Awake!
Look to the hills!
The Poet Slayer
Cometh!
Flee for your lives
ye who take up the
pen!
Your words have been
weighed in the scales
and found wanting-
I come riding on a
red horse and shall
put to the sword every
frivolous word written-
Tear your eyes out and
dare not look into the
eyes of truth!
Your dainty words are
a stench in my nostrils-
I will not stomach these
mindless rhymes of blue
skys and green pastures!
Sheep! Mindless dreamers
all of you!-
I will charge into your
valley and slash your
pretty fables..and your
noble sentiments fit
only for frogs!-
I Slayer, will expose
your tearful phrases
of dewdrops, and golden
sunsets as mere food
for the locust-
Your futile rants of
beauty shall be trampled
without mercy-
Your own words shall
drown in a sea of black
ink,and every mothers
child shall fear to
write another word-
Run you mud dwellers!
Your feeble rhymes will
be plunged into a river
of molten lava!
Yes! I Slayer Cometh!
And by the sword I shall
judge your WORDS!~

From beyond the stars
I call to you my
children..

I am He who burns
brighter than the
sun..

I dwell in light
unapproachable..

And the blackest
night cannot devour
my love..

I have heard your
crying in the night..

I see you poverty,sorrow,
and fear..

And you are lost in
your soul..

In the land of the living
you have trouble..

And one day you will
lay down in the dust..

Do you think I will
forget you..?

Will dead bones be
your inheritance?

Oh, No! my love..
For I will perform
a marvelous work!

I dream of you..

I have thoughts of
kindness for you..

To build you up and
not harm you..

Don't you know me?

Have you not heard?

Who else can command
the day?

Do you not know that
I can breathe life
into these dead bones?

Oh,yes! my love..
I can do great things..

I am not far from you
though you think I am..

Have you not heard?

Has not my name gone
into all the earth?

I am from everlasting
to everlasting..

And it is my good pleasure
to do a great work in you..

And I tell you this..
I dream of my inheritance
For this you are..

No one can snatch you
from my hand..

Do you not know me..?

I am that I am..

The Almighty!

There they sit..all
of them..with their fat
buldging eyes..
watching me..ever
watching..
They drift from one
side of the pond to
the other on half-
sunken lilly pads-
A miserable lot they
are with their bloaded
bellies and their sticky
little tongues..
They are the Greenies, and
I am the Purple Frog.. the
only one of my kind..
But I've been watching their
movements as well..the Greenies
that is..
They know they have me outnumbered..
They know they can eat most of the bugs..
And they suspect I might have a plan..
and they're right..
But there is a leader among them..a fat
slop who can zap a fly with lighting
speed before any of the other Greenies
are aware of his cunning..
I've been watching him..He is King Zapper!
It is he I must take down if I'm going to
survive in this pond..
Zapper suspects that I'm on to him..
But I pretend not to notice when he's
sucking down bugs at the far end of
the pond..
Just yesterday..he was close..very close
He was on my end of the pond and as I was
about to snatch a fly my tongue fully
extended..Zapper had it in the wink of
an eye..
That was when I knew..Zapper had to go..
Mabey the Greenies would thank me if
I took Zapper out..mabey not..Whatever the
case I made my plan..
Nightfall came..All the Greenies were riveting
and croaking in unison..
They hated me for not joining in their evening
croak..and mabey even jealous that I might croak
with the best of them..
Zapper was a croaker..I'll give him that..
But he was also a slop..a filthy bug packed
slimy green pond scum..
It was going to be a pleasure to kill this fool..
Slowly..I floated out of sight..into the foggy
mist of the pond..but..I would be back~

It don't make me no
never mind..
I'm a beat down old
bag
A wrinkled up old hag!
I can barely walk
I can hardly talk
And my face is a sag
I was born in the woods
with the wolf and the
deer
I carry an axe that I
always keep near
For a hundred years I've
walked these hills
And chopped eighty men
just for the thrills
Yeah, they'll laugh and
they'll shout but they
better watch out
Cause this hag will git'cha
there ain't no doubt
I'm a gonna marry some
poet though he really
don't know it
He's my lover boy ticket
by the name of Kickit..lol

There's a battle
to be won
a song to
be sung~
There's a life
to live
a heart
to give~
There's the heat
of the day
the cold
of the night~
There's a chance
to forgive
to do what's
right~
There's a book
to be read
a child to
be fed`
There's a lesson
to teach
a mind to reach~
There's a world
at war
a wound so sore~
There's pride
to crush
humility a must`
There's a thousand
languages
one voice of
the heart`
There's time
and space
to much we
waste~
There's man
and animal
a serious
distinction`
There's a clock
on the wall
a number to call~
There's a talent
to use
no time to lose~
There's 10 feet
tall
and courageous
small~
There is the
third heaven
There is the
blackest hell~
There is you
There is me
This list..
is we~

You're eyes are growing
very weary..
Just relax..
Think of blue skys
and soft green pastures..
Just let your mind drift
into mellow mellow land..
Everything is peace..
Everything is calm..
Think for a moment..
Remember the e-mail
I sent you..
Do you remember now?
Yes, I sent you a nice
sweet romantic message..
You sent back your reply
to me and said, I was
cave dwelling slime that
somehow slipped through
the evolutionary chain..
Now that wasen't nice at
all was it?
But all that can change
now..
In your deep hypnotic
slumber you will rise
from this couch and
go to your computer..
That's right dear just
sit there and begin
typing..
You will now type me
a new message and
apologize for the
snickering little
message you sent me..
Go ahead..It's alright..
You will tell me how
maddly in love with me
you really are..
No longer will you vomit
when I send you a message..
You will tell me how excited
you are because you're window
shopping for a wedding dress..
Then I will kindly accept
your message and set the
wedding date..
We will be married in a
hot air balloon and when
we land we will ride off
on white horses for our
honeymoon..
We will have 13 childred
and 47 grandchildren and
live in a tent along side
a major highway..
Then in about another 45
years I will probably die
and then you can collect
my food stamp pension and
live happily ever after..
When I snap my finger you
will awake..
SNAP!

The Need makes us dance
to a tune we'd rather
not

The Need keeps us pushing
harder and harder

The Need says the goal
cannot be reached

The Need makes us angry
when we see others have
found their prize

The Need makes us wish
for another world

Why can't WE have IT?

Why does everybody else
GET IT?

The Need makes us crazy!

The Need makes us scratch
and claw and push and
shove and even want to
load our six guns

Well.. As for me the waiting
game is OVER!

I 'FOUND" what I was looking
for

Those animals had hidden my
most prized possession..

But I searched and searched
and tore the house down..

AND THERE IT WAS!!!

It was the can of coffee I
misplaced..lol.

ps..ok I'm in counseling..

I think I'm gonna
slip off and play
with the squirrels
in the park
I'll feed the ducks
in the pond and sit
on the bench til' dark
I'll sit and think and
dream and wink at every
girl passing by
Then I'll break down and
cry like a baby
I'll sit and mope
and sigh
Suddenly a happy thought
and I feel a lil' better
When we sat on this bench
and laughed
When we walked this park
together~