my tongue is tied now
as it was then
around yours
in the library parking lot
my first French kiss
a language that I didn’t speak then
and still can’t

sometimes there is no need
for words
but sometimes I wish
for nothing more
than to put the deepest parts
of my heart
on my lips
express
how absolutely
terrible
I feel

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we all should sleep with one open eye

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Time Well Spent

floating away
adrift in a daze
out of my mind's
tedious maze

time is now mine
to do as I choose
I choose to do nothing
so nothing I do

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Universal Deja Vu

When the higher still resurrect
Continuously playing with their masquerades
The evil they should speak against
Has always become a duty
The officials shamelessly use a jargon
And their voodoo means help them to build an empire
Deeply, no one is his Excellency
They do not have dignity and integrity
Who will question those mortal lords?
When they have their godfathers who always defend them
They lavish their strength setting up a panel in the Kangaroo court.

Home to umpteen secrets, witnessed over time
letting them all ease out, on soft cottony clouds

a cushion to cease the storms, raging of losing a war
through darkest of those hours, till the ammo runs out

on the cover are gentle strokes, of sunshine and rain
with rainbow that is lurking, behind cumulus clouds

like a bedfellow patiently waits, to comfort a loyal mate
to listen to the untold stories, only the two can share

first to wake each morning, from beneath the tousled hair
reading through the night, those vibrant poems saved

There are those days
That feel like getting stuck
Behind a double wide trailer

Like getting caught
In a swirling eddy
In the river of life

Like being put on hold
That damn elevator music
And the message repeating

“We’re sorry for the inconvenience,
We’ll be with you
As quickly as we can”

"Please stay on the line"

As quickly as you can
Can feel slower
Than petrification

But those days become
Fossils

Banners across the back
Of our lives

I travel back in time once more
by way of aroused memory
using that fantastical door
to revisit the childhood me.

To young woods on my uncle's farm
beside two track road which ran a ridge
on a bright fall day middling warm
barely in view of an old bridge.

There reclined an old sawdust pile
and a huge rusty old saw blade;
no house for nearly half a mile
a hundred yards to closest glade.

my friends and me are kind'a dopey
not all that pretty neither.
we don't notice much around us
'cept when someone gets a brand new car
or stupid hat
stuff like that

we do the same sort 'a things
decade to decade
ball games, barbies, cards
shootin' the breeze
raggin' on each other
sometimes a little rough
but always friendly intended

First are people truly unfortunate
Who are denied the right to return home
Their native land stolen by fickle fate
In an unwelcome world they live and roam

Second are persons desperate to leave
Cannot flee and are constrained to remain
They continue to exist while they grieve
For an elusive dream they won’t attain

Third are those who emigrated abroad
They choose to reside in a foreign land
As many their good fortune may applaud
At times they feel the loss of motherland

LOVE IS the essence of all existence
central to all humanity
anywhere

I exhort you all
read some of love
and
romantic poems
and
smilingly see

how love flows like a river
from one to another
like it does to the sea

but mistake it not for sex
did you not love your mother
sister daughter aunt and cousin
if not
then you must learn
first, the spelling of love

meaning will come thereafter