TWINKLING SECRETS

TWINKLING SECRETS

Shadows Boomerang in the heavily-shaded absorbed silence of unglamorous Self-Reflection while simultaneously bouncing in shades of The High Echo of a reverberated-while simultaneously-shining dulcet patina of an authentic “BON VOYAGE! I can’t WAIT to see you again!”

The Biggest Apple: one of my most delicious poems

Do you ever think of me?
Think of what we used to be?
It’s true our time was very short,
The briefest of carnal cohorts.
Almost thirty years ago,
Yet my mind is always blown
Up, across, and far away,
When I dream upon those days
And reminisce about those nights
In that city filled with lights.
We met by lucky circumstance,
Serendipity, random chance.
You, the older, taught me much.
Your lessons always turned to lust
For I was not a little child.
Fully grown, I’d been defiled.
I had some fantasies to try;
You very graciously complied.
Hot and sweet and rarely sour
Was that summer that was ours.
The Biggest Apple, shined and new,
Was Red Delicious; so were you.

(Thanks @martysanchezz for the photo)

THE WORDS WE MADE

THE WORDS WE MADE

My, but how they roll and rock
Long like legs that never stop
The Way in Which your Words Inflame
My mind and heart for blurred-out days
Sugar Treacles honeyed sweet,
Honeyed Words I long to Feed,
Feed to You and Watch you Eat,
Suck and Feed, Grasp and Eat,
Eat those Words right back to Me.

(Thanks for the photo, @miaroseharvey )

Bopping and Blogging Time After Time

HEY NOW❗️

WHAT’S GOING ON
I agree that most
GIRLS JUST WANT TO HAVE FUN.

Maybe One Girl doesn’t, but
SHE’S SO UNUSUAL and
SHE BOPS all day.
Which I can only aspire to!

And let’s not forget that
I have a ONE TRACK MIND❗️
So I’ll probably be Bopping Myself soon, too.

Or at least I hope so.
THAT’S WHAT I THINK anyway.

So, I’m hoping you’ll have a
CHANGE OF HEART.

If you recall,
The last time we were “Together”,
I DROVE ALL NIGHT,
ALL THROUGH THE NIGHT

To get to You,
Many times and
On Multiple occasions.

Regardless of what happens,
I’M GONNA BE STRONG.

However, I’m currently experiencing A Popularity Bonanza,
Which doesn’t change the fact that:
MONEY CHANGES EVERYTHING.

Just as I’ve predicted
TIME AFTER TIME.

Money adds fuel to latent behaviors,
Releasing TRUE COLORS info the Atmosphere
On a daily basis.

THAT’S WHAT I THINK
All over again.

At least according to
My Own Opinion, So Unusual.

The First Only Child.

THE FIRST ONLY CHILD

I’ll admit you spoiled me a little, with your outrageous-ridiculous-silly-goofy-adorable gestures of Nothing Other than You were Thinking of Me.

You treated me in the indulgent way parents indulge their First Child while she’s their Only Child.

I loved every minute of it. To this day, I still miss You like The First Only Child misses Yesterday.

COME LIGHT MY SKY


This Textship we’re now sailing on;
It won’t last for very long;
Will sink when other Vessels see
Flares of my Emergency;
And if One bravely Rescue me,
He’ll fill Me First and then my needs
Of Connection which keep plaguing me.
I didn’t say You were The One for Me
Or claim that YOU were IT for ME.
I only want to get to know and see,
TAKE the opportunity
To Spend time in proximity,
Study tomes of Chemistry
To Test combustibility;
Then lie back expectantly,
Gazing at what’s Always Seen;
Search out Twinkles of new Glittering
As Pretty Sparks begin to Fly
Like Colored Comets Soaring high
Filling fully up with Light
This Darkness which I hold inside,
For every Day’s another Night.

Please bring Your Stars to Light my Sky!









TELL ME ABOUT INSTAGRAM?

Tell me about Instagram
I have some things I need to ask:
Why Follow “BY : TO” ratios?
Where should I build a home?
A place to house the Poems I write?
And why are we obsessed with Likes?
Do they Stipulate a Spike?
In Followship and Real Fake Views?
Translate into much Review?
And why is so MUCH is asked from YOU?
Of Questions so rhetorical?
Discernible between the Two?
Why is false and where is true?
There is Right and Here is Wrong?
I’ll start at once to stop it now?
Freeze it Up and Burn it Down?

There it’s fried; it bit the dust.
I trust you will believing Us?

WHY CLEAR THE SKY?

I wonder why you ask as if
You already know the answer?
I wonder why you pull me close
If mounting mental distance?
I wonder why you slow down Love
When passion now increases?
And why must you Intoxicate
To soberly consume Me?
I wonder why you tease and promise with
A mind bent on Betrayal?
And why cloak words in Mystery
If clouded questions clear the sky
So you can then forsake me?

(Photo courtesy of @anthonytran)

Love in the Round

In you I’ve discovered a love-in-the-round
With mountaintop views and ear-singing sound.
You’ve fashioned a circle that serves to surround-
Securing the soft spots you’ve sought and then found-
My heart, now shaded and shored until Sound.

Call Me!!

A TINY TUESDAY CONFECTION

Long to see your face.
THERE’S not far away;
HERE can’t make me stay.
C’mon, whatcha say?
You hold all the sway.
Should I hear my name?
Be there right away!

(Thanks @jwyron for the photo)