Cook King

Cooking is my yoga
It’s so transcending
When I’m in my kitchen
I am a cook king

When I’m cooking
I sing, dance and whistle
I’m always in my element
Cooking in my castle

Peeling, chopping
A sprinkle and a stir
It’s the rhythm of my realm
Palate and scents confer

When I’m cooking
I’m one happy man
I love feeding my kingdom
With plenty for the clan

Cooking came natural
Born within my bones
I’m  always in the kitchen
More than on my throne

By: Bill MacEachern

Her belly's smooth
As it is sweet
Traversing it's curves
As if they were streets
  
I get the green light
Down Belly Button Way
Go left or go right  
On Satin Thighways  
  
Approaching the merge
I swerve toward the left
She's right on the verge
My hand at her cleft
  
She wiggles and squirms..
Then shrills with delight
I hold the wheel firm
And drive through the night

5 W’s & H

I know who
My love’s to be
I know what
Our love can do
I know where
Our love may lead
I know when
Our love will stew
I know why
Our love’s so sweet
But How oh How
Did we finally meet

By: Bill MacEachern

Were You To Be Gone

Could I carry on
Were you to be gone
I guess I can
But do understand

The skies would be blue
But have no more color
Not driving with you
Would lose all of its wonder

Songs would be noise
Losing all of its joy
Sunshine on Leith
Sounding more like a bleat

A walk through the mill
Would only be Bill
No longer as green
A whole different scene

Those rides to nowhere
Would lose all of its flare
I’d hear no more laughs
For my driving gaffs

Going out to eat
Would just be that
No longer sharing
Just me getting fat

Could I carry on
Were you to be gone
I guess I can
Be a man with no plan

There was a time    
I was so blind    
To the pull of the rope    
And grip of the bind    
    
Before I met You    
I hadn't a clue    
Love was just friendship    
Bound to undo    
    
When you appeared    
Great love occurred
So clearly now
No longer blurred
    
Love is crazy
Like that glue    
Love is friendship
That’ll never undo  

Love is boundless
Love is true    
Nothing's as binding    
As my love for you

There once was a man named Bill
Who sat on a window sill
While looking  down
With a weary frown
Thought...
"Man, I better Just chill"!

I’m not sure if I ever believed
I do recall kneeling
At the side of my bed
Back then I also put
Teeth under my pillow
Next day there was a quarter
Proof, the Tooth Fairy was
real
Then of coarse there was the Bunny and The Fatman
Both leaving evidence
Of their existence...
In fact, I’m pretty sure there’s a connection here...
What? There’s no Tooth Fairy? No Bunny?
NO FATMAN!!??
I was told that guy knew when I was sleeping
Even knew how I was behaving
Could perform miraculous
Feats
Well...
If all that and all them were
made up
What of the other guy?
What of his powers?
Did he REALLY know
If I took his name in vain?
Did he even care?
Could he REALLY know everything, everywhere and all times?
In fact, he had a beard too, didn’t he?
I’m not sure if I ever believed
If I did
I didn’t anymore
Even while being forced to church
I hardly went
If I went
I wasn’t there
Believers believe I need to believe something I don’t
I can’t
It’s not in me
And never was
I’m not a fake it till I make it kind of guy
I respect those who do believe
I never question them why
I hope for the same in my disbelief
I’m just not a Godly guy