My niece is sat opposite me
My niece is in possession of paint
And a paintbrush
And I’ve surrendered my hands to her.
That tickles!
My face scrunches
Paint properly plastered
The newspaper in front of us her dad had put down for her she swaps for plain
I wiggle the digits on my
Upward facing palms.
Now flip!
Like this?
She nods
And splat
SPLAT!
The One That Married Into This
Via me
Comes in from the kitchen.
I rise from my cross-legend position
And pat his cheek as we meet in the doorway
Then I rest my hand on his shoulder,
Trying to gaze lovingly,
As opposed to smirking.
He doesn’t notice the paint
Because it’s warm
And maybe I’ve just got clammier hands than usual.
I go to wash my hands off.
Your turn!
Le artiste demands
My turn?
Everybody turn!
Great-aunties groan.
Alright then.
SPLAT!
The One That Married Into This
Touches a reassuring
Painted
Palm
To just below my back.
So ordinary
We only notice the paint prints
As we graze the hall mirror
As we start the 30 minute process
Of saying goodbye
Walking art
He whispers
As we walk out the door
Jul 29, 2019
Jul 29, 2019 at 10:22 AM UTC
Breaking up is hard to do__
let's rise take it easy
Waking- up don't be lazy
My morning glory spiritual stretch
Soothe me like a tranquilizer
His words are my pacifier
The shooting star sprinkling shot
Stars work dot to dot
They connect get rid of all
broken heart subjects
*Soothe me star even if there
is nothing to do*
We need to do something
Earth wind and fire just
knock-me-out
Don't lock me and throw away
the star key is it going to Key- West
Daylight no broken light in my
Star stuff- sight
Light to the dark twilight
Those zillions of stars my
eyes closed I suppose
Take another look lovely rose
The same spot share the good stuff
I saw the soothing words
Star pointed toes who knows
Even__or to out-win the odds?
Not the starry night
Going through something
It's been a hard day night
One star light years to fight
Breathe in and soothe me
*It was up to me not to blind me
My cool spirit meditation table
The New York soothing menu
Rendezvous all talk but delicious
She is tough walking
The hardest avenue
The Positive me even if its the
broken up me that's the only me
No one can take his place to soothe me
French fondue it suits her another clue
Red White moody blues the statue
Do you all agree? Another feel good
shopping spree are the stars true
I cannot even say soothing-word
Your home is your oasis love stuff
Venus
Sooth me star stuff no one to minus
The hard stuff is to better yourself
The feel-good smooth flowing
Even if you missed your star
You're the no star he's is always late
Soothe me star may be my fate
Cafe warm running lattte late
The forever flight hit so hard
Got_ Thrown *brick harder
*They say remorse is the
poison of life*
And divorce could be the best
change in someone's life
OH! Lord The new? Hard cushion/night*
"The winding rough road see the light"
*It may be tough but make it good deed
Athletic Girly curve walk
The pep talk she had the tough birth
The Preppy he's training the puppy stuff
You don't have to be a star it doesn't matter
Who you are
Never get in the middle of a dare
Show the whole world you care
Puff the magic dragon
Harder side of logic is the mission
Been Moonstruck light flick
Both mouths a volcano
Hard star stuff ham and swiss hero
Exploring new stuff
Please take it from pointed star
beware?
She walks like she is hot stuff
Those color forms of love stuff
Things and stuff
Stuff and things
Walking through the end of
the exit
It a hard position of the angle
Tough to be single even more
to deal with lotsa stuff to be married
Being the first online
I am getting a handle on my stuff
Indie Pop like Ice Queen Pop
Going mainstream
She's Brook long stream
He's under the influence
She doesn't nearly have
the up to par patience
Gifts of curiosity
Adjusting to reality
Hard life too much focus
On our happiness
He's coming home
breadwinner of money
Just one loaf of
bread she blossoms
Disavows humanity
The harder the words
How it challenges our sanity
Dark crayon hard stuff
Heavy___Rough____Tough*
*Wild Hawaii Say Hi to all our
blissfully but soothing hearts*
She is like a hard sandpaper
He is so cool reading his
worldly carefree life
He is inside the newspaper
Big Ben London guard
How mindset like Hallmark card
Too much Holiday Turkey going
****** tunes when there is I tunes
So powerless word hard ingenious
Be thankful for what you have
But feeling too much
of the dry spell that rain fall
Going to that heavenly gifted secret
Like an Elephant, you are
the tough one the smart one magnet
No-one is perfect to be the
brilliant one
The star way of the fantasy
Nothing fancy doesn't make you jump
Presidential Trump Roger Rabbit
My lucky tower rabbit foot
Between a hard rock meets her sexuality
Having bad luck long shot solitude
Hallucinations all dark things hurt
My imagination world is sometimes
belly overstuffed Santa Claus
I love the hard candy bitter- sweet metal
Who gets the Metals and honors
The Terminators better leaders
* PJ-Clarkes Princeton NJ
Superman Clark Kents*
We need more therapy events
Princeton pancakes no remakes
And tons of maple syrup
***** Tonk women at the rodeo
Her horse lucky hoof sooth me
Stars real stuff
New York City roof ruff ruff
A hard rock and critters
And then you wake
back to the hard stuff*
Soothe your pain the goodness of the rain
Jul 29, 2019
Jul 29, 2019 at 10:11 AM UTC
I have no idea what to say
words and prose abandon
thoughts and lines, no play
my rhyme and rhythm
in tension
Fires made from lesser stock
rubbing text gainst verse
not electrical, but shock
as poetry dispersed
Why O why the pains
straining against the tempo
everything again restrained
hiding deep, in shadow
Muse me this
or muse me that
every time a ruse
not what I had thought or planned
winding up
self abused
Jun 27, 2018
Jun 27, 2018 at 8:31 AM UTC
The smug feeling I felt clicking 'write'
To submit this poem
May 26, 2018
May 26, 2018 at 8:53 AM UTC
Part of me doesn’t want to write anymore (or is it anything?).
Am I just afraid to drag my emotions across this page?
My words tend to come back black and blue,
misunderstood from the most ridiculous points of view.
Should I end communications?
Though the shadows in my closet offer no verbal retaliations.
For better or worse, at least my ego’s not hurt
from a mad world’s projections.
But I don’t want to be the lonely one
hiding along the edge of the room,
surely looking broken to some,
while others wait for me to come undone.
Give me a minute and I’ll return to center ring.
Maybe it’s just the thought of a crowd that I find overwhelming.
May 25, 2018
May 25, 2018 at 2:14 PM UTC
Take me in your arms
and we'll dance the night away
Your promise that you mean no harm
Left and right, we sway
Your hands on my waist
Mine on your shoulders
You dressed in your very best
and me dressed in furs
My heart lifts rhythmically
as we grand jeté across the room
My head whips in circles
as we pirouette around the room
But when you lift me up in the air
and pins drop from my hair
The fiery look in your eyes
combined with all your lies
Sends curls of flames rushing through my stomach
burning all the self-restraint I had
As I begged with my movements
for you to dance me to hell
May 2, 2017
May 2, 2017 at 2:42 PM UTC
your opinion matters
the owner is you
give the others
their opinions' due.
your sense of value
is important no doubt
give others their due
when they speak out.
your idea of what's right
speak at free will
don't get into a fight
give others fair deal.
what you deem as just
not ever be repressed
but others let you must
have theirs get expressed.
Aug 20, 2015
Aug 20, 2015 at 4:44 AM UTC
today a small shadow
flew out of your mouth
and took up
the space where
some light should’ve been
and i know it’s unfair
that i sometimes compare
black to white with
no space for the
grey in-between
but it fell cold and ugly
and made me feel weird
like i knew i was scared but
knew not what i feared
till the sun came back out
and the hole shivered shut
and the fear crept away
to the pit of my gut
and i don’t know if you thought what you said was true
but it felt like it came from a stranger, not you.
Oct 7, 2014
Oct 7, 2014 at 12:50 PM UTC
Time turns flames to embers
Especially after a taster session with Death
Oct 4, 2014
Oct 4, 2014 at 2:52 PM UTC