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Sep 2020 · 83
THE BIG O
Michelle A Ford Sep 2020
bing-O
domin-O
hyp-O
psych-O
crypt-O
typ-O

orgasam?


I will never understand our analogy's
#poetichumor #happyfriday #O #selfindulgence #selflove #release
Sep 2020 · 89
Run
Michelle A Ford Sep 2020
Run
Run from your self
Self served

Run from your enemy
Enemy exhausted

Run to Self Love
Win
I love me a bushel and a peck ...... I will not choke my own neck........
Sep 2020 · 69
Mockery and Fuckery
Michelle A Ford Sep 2020
You Mock our Clothing Label we Design
But Wear Them

Our Ideologies
But Buy Them

You mock our thought Process
But Diagnose

You medicate
we Reciprocate and Equivally
Retaliate

Pink Floyd
Tounge Tied and Twisted

We are the chosen
treated like the  sin

Sometimes what we know
was born within

I stand proud here today
I am not my mental illness
and if i am

Trust me you will pay me for it someday!!
Proud to be winning the war on mental illness#  #loveyourself  The best ideas come from an almost giving up mind.  Believe in the Power Of God the Body of Christ and the Ebb and the Flow
Sep 2020 · 68
They Marvel'd
Michelle A Ford Sep 2020
The hero's of today
to the
Dreamer's of tomorrow
in this moment
Let's all enjoy the Hallow
in his name
Eternal Bliss
many have said
and  yet to come
The world is amazing
in thought forever be young

I solemnly swear
as I wear your blood

I will get educated so we can become
Happily Ever After
The new Director of Self

To follow my light
and not
Abandon it on a shelf

Inertia is needed
in this horror of Halt

I am the Patch Work
of all of my faults

In coming of age I forgot to become

Negativity made me numb

The school of hard knocks
has rung my bell

This is quite Heaven
when I admit I am full of Hell
Michelle A Ford Sep 2020
So the story goes
We all know it so well

Two Suns in the East
Devil eating up the West

One has to go and put Faith to the test

Equally matched
Equally brave

The happiest of Endings
Are fought on the darkest days

We all are given choices  each and everyday
To not extinguish either

In hope lust or disarray

So before the epic boom

Silence came when they both left the room

One to the left and One to the right

A morning for some and to all a good night!!
Sep 2020 · 91
He Sold his Soul
Michelle A Ford Sep 2020
You sold your soul
But
To whom

You cant sell what you stole
It belongs not to you

Father is pleased
For they found truth

The details you see
is that exactly

Both found in a place
of Love Leather and Lace

The curtain yet to be flung open

Exit Stage left.............
Sep 2020 · 54
Thoughtless
Michelle A Ford Sep 2020
How can I
without thought
Dead I would be
Sep 2020 · 64
Engaged
Michelle A Ford Sep 2020
I got engaged while married
Her world fell to the floor

Turmoil and the tenor
Her hand adorned the door

He patiently hoped
Shed run for her life

Instead she stood still
This one would be evermore

Smoking her air and drinking her inspire
She was filled with the holiest of fire

Couple times tempted
one for the core

This time she would slow down
and clean up her floor

As the house became clean
oh how he shown

It was when they both fled
it would be
Happily
Evermore <3
Sep 2020 · 894
THE NICKEL
Michelle A Ford Sep 2020
The Nickel

There was a small child he found 2 coins while playing outside one day. He excitedly came home to show his mother. He said Mommy! Mommy look I found 2 sliver coins!

The mother replied awesome come here and let me see what you have found! The son placed the nickel and the quarter in his mothers hand!

She said Oh very nice which one do you think is worth more?
The little boy thinks for a second and says the nickel.

The mother says.....aww hunny that is cute but you have to learn about money! It's too small and not worth as much for its only 5 cents and this big one is 25 cents.

She said she was proud of him for asking.... sent him on the way with his finding and told him to place them in his piggy bank.....So he did still the nickel being his favorite!

Several months later..........there was a newscast and a desperate plea from a desperate numismatics (coin collector)
stating he had lost a very rare nickel between and made mention of the woman and sons home address where her little boy had just found the nickel and the quarter.......He left detail and reward of 25000 to where he can be reached

Excitedly the mother ran into the little boys room and asked him if he still had the quarter and nickel she told him to put in his piggy bank...... He told her he had only 1 of the 2 left! He needed a few pieces of candy from the penny candy store so he used one.....Angerly the mother scoffed....*** i told you to put that nickel in the piggy bank.

Confused the boy looked at his mother walked over to his piggy bank and said yes.....Mommy of course I did here it is........
She was very confused and her frown now in quite joy at her sons young mistake.....

She said thank God my son you know nothing about money.....what made you use the bigger coin when you only bought 5 pieces of candy.....The youngster said well Mommy a couple of reasons the nickel was still my favorite even though it was worth less 2nd I knew if i bought 5 pieces of penny candy with a quarter they would give me back 4 nickles if i asked sooooo... why mommy what's wrong??????

Hey*** guys good morning!!! Its me Michelle if you made it this far into the story thank you .....for reading i wrote this myself.....:)
Many morals can be taken away from this my favorite and of course you can conclude anything in positivity you wish......is this

Sometimes the eyes of the innocent,šŸ‘‘ uneducated reap the greatest of lesson and reward!

Have a Blessed Day
Sep 2020 · 58
IN the Face of the Duel
Michelle A Ford Sep 2020
While fighting for the world
She lost her own battle of self

So

Fighting her own self
She saved the world

In that

We are conscience to

Who am I
Sep 2020 · 78
IN THE END
Michelle A Ford Sep 2020
I want
EVERYONE
To Win
Including Myself
Said I
Sep 2020 · 53
the pill
Michelle A Ford Sep 2020
cuts like a knife
directly down my throat

affecting my head
staging my soul

I feel the taste of blood in my mouth
like I just ran a marathon

is this the wrong thing in the right place
or vice versa

sending the super ego
back to where it came

falling up
or falling down

purgatory is where we are found
\
Sep 2020 · 57
FAUX WORLD
Michelle A Ford Sep 2020
I hesitate with this one
a subject of wonder
Are we 52 and flat
and going under
Sep 2020 · 51
Saint or Sadist
Michelle A Ford Sep 2020
The jester she spoke
while having a smoke

All the while praying
Inevitably delaying

His  curious thot
she was

Could this be what was
fighting for iron

My lord she could be the lead
the thought I need

never was she to come
to make all undone

I am the beast
said the prince of peace

Put her back
in my rib

I can no longer watch this feast

Her fear is not
that of a thot

She seeks nothing but love
Sep 2020 · 39
winning
Sep 2020 · 48
911
Michelle A Ford Sep 2020
911
I                               was i wrong
never smelled
death

Not at the site
it felt
staged and rigged

My brain
was un tight            or was i right
Sep 2020 · 62
Les Paul
Michelle A Ford Sep 2020
His Spirit showed me

His tear I was curious too

2mins to late

D Chord

His lips could not speak

The Spirit never weak

Ships in the Ocean
of lies
and devotion

Even death kept him warm
as I held him hand

It is not your passing that i felt
it was your crying
I
under STOOD

Lefty flip
from the hip

I will try to keep
sometimes I will weep

Jimmy yeah I know
some will never go

Like the Castles made of Sand
I held deaths hand
Sep 2020 · 64
HELL
Michelle A Ford Sep 2020
SHE
NEVER
KNEW
Sep 2020 · 129
Soul Reccessitator
Michelle A Ford Sep 2020
The rabbit hole she delved devilishly deeper

Aware of the the inhabitants including her reaper

Wrapped in Aluminum foil

For the predators and peepers

Thoughtless and medicated
or
Ungraciously sober

It swallowed her while choking
Mans greatest hour

The scent of a woman is none that different than a man

The belly of the beast and the time is at hand

Intrinsically the meal  lucifer's plan

My ***** not so much but my brain his attempt

To be revived during recess playing souls repent

The burden she knew and carried with her whole heart

It pulsed in her head starving also with  retort

They played for a while oppositions of the field

Fell madly in love as it shall be revealed

The moral of the story is simply utter bliss

Peace is always found just before deaths kiss <3
Sep 2020 · 48
Shadow
Michelle A Ford Sep 2020
Tired of living in your shadow
your shadow of lies

You steal my light and sunshine
keep my smile upside down

You keep me like a secret
mock me like a clown
Sep 2020 · 61
Moments
Michelle A Ford Sep 2020
which ones to post and which ones to share
or
just sit still and be in it
there is no time to spare

hurry it will pass
but
there will be more

capture it on camera video
or
just relax and explore

moments are always
and
time is of the essence

i choose my friends to live in the presence
of everything

i wont shake my past
i understand the present
i emulate the future

life is effervescent

they say it is the scent of all not just a woman
it is the aroma of the moment

so be in it

not always is it pleasant
some will riddle you with fear

my dearest friends of this life
this is exactly why we are here

to not judge each other blindly
or live with contempt

moments are fleeting
always remember to repent

i live in this moment of verse for you
raise my glass and toast

before the hearse will eventually come to

my eye is my captain
my tounge is the sword

my fingers work thru verse
my heart at the door

i wish  you this moment of peace thru words
you are what you eat
so i will give you this treat

i love you all to the moon and back
even my haters that strike and attack

this too shall pass and moment will end
go live this day be your own hack

<3 Michelle ~~~
Sep 2020 · 46
5 am
Michelle A Ford Sep 2020
He is awake and waiting

Across the screen we sit

Does he ever sleep

Wondering if the shoe fits

Impatient and annoyed  I stare

Into the great somewhere
Sep 2020 · 60
Love
Sep 2020 · 60
DIG IT
Michelle A Ford Sep 2020
As you clamor for the top
I dig a little deeper

You grappel at the garbage dump
I embrace my inner reaper

Rising up your back on your feet
Internalized thought and so I retreat

An Oscar you say
The grouch ...who me .. okay

Your shaking your head in disbelief
She gave up her turn
Trash is bittersweet

Grouchy and green you think I am jealous
I am that angry bestie
To hell with being over zealous

You say are you not afraid of hell
My answer.. that my dear is the wishing well

Your pennies you pitched
I retrieved from the ditch

Copper is the basis
on cellular DNA sis

You say to me so its you that is the conductor

I retrieve to my plan
in my aluminum can

I am but a grump
who just loves her dump

Me and the Grinch
have like this thing

<3
Aug 2020 · 53
EVE
Michelle A Ford Aug 2020
EVE
EVE IN REVERSE IS

DEVIL IN REVERSE IS

MAYBE HER REFLECTION IS ACUTUALIZATION

HIS WAS CAST
Aug 2020 · 56
234 degrees
Michelle A Ford Aug 2020
My temper is almost past the point of boiling
I think that is called syrup

I am too sweet to a fault not my own

I was left on the stove
cooking away

Totally disregarded on
anything i have to say

Sold now at a higher price
Awww she's soooo nice

You silly fools
as you consume my fuel

I will rot your teeth
and add to your waist

As you guzzle and consume
Think my temper will be erased

I am now inside of you
try to keep My pace

Oh my your feeling flush
you should not have consumed so much

Sweet on the palate
full in your belly
No matter now where and who
I am not simple jelly

Anyways Ill simmer
I will be your after dinner

Before  and in the middle
of the day

You've tasted my madness
So who now is the winner
Aug 2020 · 67
ORIGNAL MAN
Michelle A Ford Aug 2020
WHO BIT THE APPLE
EVE WAS SWORN TO
AN UNPRECEDENTED LIE
  
WHITE LIKE SNOW
ON WITH THE SHOW

PUBLICLLY HIDDED
UNAMUSED BUT SMITTEN

WHO WAS IT SHE
HAD BITTEN

WAS IT SHE
OR THE LACK OF HE

SHHHHHHHH
MAYBE ITS WE

FATHER SON AND HOLY SPIRIT

JESUS BLED ON THE CLOTH
WHOS DNA
IS
IN
U
Aug 2020 · 52
when the rope let go
Michelle A Ford Aug 2020
falling from grace took on a n ew face
faced with the challenges of uncut documentations

Bah bah white sheep
your fleece is our keep

don't leave us this way
to perish in a heap

remember what you are
whence you come from

that dog you protect
will fight to the death
for you

you are the farmer and the wrangler
also known to some as the daymare  mangler

suns up
dark is present

verse the reverb
falling up

^
^
^
^
^
^
^
^
^
Aug 2020 · 64
END OF MY ROPE
Michelle A Ford Aug 2020
NOT
ENOUGH
TO
HANG
MYSELF
WITH
.
.
.
.
.
JUST
ENOUGH
LEFT
FOR
IT
TO
LEAVE
A
BURN
.
.
.
.
.
.
BEFORE
THE
                                                  F
                                                            A
                                                                    L
                                                                            L
Aug 2020 · 54
The Waitress
Michelle A Ford Aug 2020
You cannot serve two masters
but
You can serve yourself
Aug 2020 · 69
15
Michelle A Ford Aug 2020
15
The last of an error
Beginning of the end
Flipped in reverse
Heaven did send

The good in the bad
or
the bad is in the goods

Little Red
rubbed her head
the taming of the shrew

Ridiculed redundantly
remorse not for you

In the mindless of the mindful
wishing wells
pitch pennies and spells

The collective soul of the Ego stoked brain
Pushes forward
then to refrain

All join in there is plenty to be had
Eat upon the Hatter
That woman is Mad

Allowing them to taste take a peek and gander
they see the woman is not to be meandered

Drunk on her lust high on their hate
Chess is for the wicked to manipulate

The King takes a Queen
Jack takes a bow

I see you said night
lets all take a bow

She woke in the throws of the goose down pillow
leaving behind her weeping mind willow
Stretched to beyond and tugs at her day

The wicked will end
Said no one
today
Aug 2020 · 90
Serial feast
Michelle A Ford Aug 2020
Dahmer in folds of my submissive palate of my mind
My ego fulfills his appetite

Confused by the dynamics of my fleshy body
He feasts upon my thought

Wicked do not rest
they lie in weight

placed upon an innocent willing
my pulsing thoughts
feed his eroticism

this is woman
he take = s a lick
his member rock solid sick

in the land of the dead
a mediums head

channeled and sought
cross us all over
in your bitter thought

release the hold
its to stay untold

Jeffery freed
tasting on me

Ready my words
head  the warning

Serial thoughts
come with warnings!
Aug 2020 · 66
no vice
Michelle A Ford Aug 2020
Really?
how can that be
aren't you anything like me
2  + 2
used to equal four

Crowded
always

Solace
is upon Soul Stash

The equinox
will bring a sly fox

winning is overrated
unless you take 1st

and it was not the laugh
that i did last!
Aug 2020 · 68
the ego with a vagina
Michelle A Ford Aug 2020
She was born with the soul that of a great man
born of a contortionist equivocally insane
The first born of the first torn

linear thought
heavily maintained

She was wicked while watched
which was all the time

logical thinking
virtual mime

The thunderous matrix and estranged entangled
pinocchio's strings soaked in church wine

Spawned and spat in a cauldron of deceit
the wicked lay waiting and mocking her cracked feet

She knew the abyss was clearly tragic and stayed mute
the soul of the eulogy was when she was covered in soot

the tapping of the keys the clapping of the sky
Great Father in Heaven show me here why.................

leaving on the note of weeping
sometimes things make the exact sense you want them to in the order you dont want them to!  impossible is like never as soon as you say it .........

~~~~~a fabricated fantasy of a lucid mind holds the key to the great divine!!
Aug 2020 · 66
Perfect love
Michelle A Ford Aug 2020
INFECTED BY THE FIRE
OF SOMEONE ELSE'S TORMENTED SOUL
SHE FIGHTS FOR FREEDOM
WHILE TRYING TO MAINTAIN INNER BREATH
HANGING ON TO HER DREAMS
WHILE CLINGING TO SUDDEN IMMINENT DEATH
THE REAPER HE KNOWS HER
WAITS AT HER KEEP
HOPING FOR HER TO DISSAPEAR IN THE SLEEP
WIDE AWAKE AND TOLERANT
THE DEVIL ENJOYS THIER PLAY
A GAMBLER HE IS EVERY NIGHT AND DAY
THROWING SHADE UPON THEM BOTH
HOPING TO HAVE HIS WAY
THIS ONE IS STRONG, WICKED ,WILD AND CRAZY
HE DID SAY
THIS ***** IS A TOUGH ONE
NOW I KNOW WHY THEY CALL HER SCRAT
I MIGHT JUST BE THE NUT AND HEART SHE DID CRACK
HOW CAN ONE SOUL LOVE SO MANY
NOT WANTING ANYTHING BACK

~~~~~~SHE TALKS TO ANGELS~~~~~~
Aug 2020 · 124
PICK A SIDE
Michelle A Ford Aug 2020
I WRITE FROM THE RIGHT
OR IS IT YOUR LEFT
I AM POLITICALLY INEPT

I WAS RAISED BY THE FLAG
IM NOW ASKED TO BURN

BORN TO KNEEL IN  A PLACE OF WORSHIP

NOW I AM ASKED TO COURTSEY
FOR COURTSHIP

MY BIRTHRIGHT A RUMOR
TEMPERS DO FLARE

BIG BROTHER WATCHERS
PEER EVERYWHERE

ONE NATION UNDER GOD
MORE SO  DURESS

THE SMALLER I TRY TO BECOME
THE BIGGER THE MESS

I LIVE IN THE WILD
IS THAT HOW I SHOULD REMAIN

PAWN KNIGHT OR SAID QUEEN
RIGHT ROOK TAKES THE GAME

THE BLUE TRAVELER SANG WHILE HE PLAYED HIS STEEL BLOW

SHE IS DONE TAKING ALL YOUR INSANITIES
LOOK OUT BELOW

UNDER THE PRESSURE OF
CONSTANT SCRUITINY
TO HELL WITH TAKING ONE
WHEN I PRAY ITS BOTH KNEES

NOW THAT ... THAT IS OUT OF THE WAY
WE HAVE A WAR TO WIN AGAINST OURSELVES TODAY

IN THE WORLD OF I
EGOS
AND JUSTS

GET OUT OF YOUR HOMES
KNOCK OFF THE DUST

THE LONGER YOU SIT
THE MORE THEY SCHEME

UNITED WE STAND
DIVIDED WE FEIN

I WRITE FROM MY RIGHT
OR
IS IT YOUR LEFT

ILL MAKE MY OWN WAY
THATS THE ONLY CHOICE LEFT
this was a combo poem a assorted collection of recent thoughts upcoming events and those need to be addressed  ........
Aug 2020 · 58
EWE WATCHERS
Michelle A Ford Aug 2020
CRYPT LIKE THE KEEPER
KEPT LIKEĀ Ā MORNING DEW

DEW UNTO OTHERS
AS THEY WOULD DEW TO YOU

YOU WATCH MY MISTAKES
HINDER MY REWARD

REWARD FOR THE WICKED
WHILE TAMING THE SHREW

SHREW IS THE MAN
THAT DEW UNTO YOU

YOU POKE YOU PRODE
YOU PICK AND LAUGH

LAUGH LAST
WHILE PUSHING THRU

THRU ALL I HAVE BEEN
WHILST YOU ALL WATCHED JUST THE SAME

SAME BAT TIME SAME BAT CHANNEL
ALL TELEVISED CLICHES CANCELLED
WHOS TO BLAME?

BLAME BLAME BLAME
IS LIKE
BLAH BLAH BLAH

BLAH BLAH BLACK SHEEP
WILL NEVER BE TAMED
Aug 2020 · 37
YOU WANT ME
Michelle A Ford Aug 2020
YOU WANT ME TO DO THE RIGHT THING
PROPOSED WITH ALL THE WRONG CHOICES

YOU WANT ME TO LAY LAME
WHILE FILLED WITH HEALTH AND VITALITY

YOU WANT ME TO WALK THE LINE
ERASED IN THE SAND

YOU WANT ME TO NOT BITE
BUT FEED FROM YOUR SHARRED GLASS HAND

YOU WANT ME TO WALK
BUT SEND AFTER ME RABID WOLVES

YOU WANT ME TO BE PATIENT
YET THE HOURGLASS HAS RUN OUT OF SAND

YOU WANT ME TO LOVE
OKAY THAT I WILL DO

JUST KNOW ALL THE DECIET
THAT LIES ON YOU
Aug 2020 · 265
Catastrophic Clutch Bag
Michelle A Ford Aug 2020
We are about to go out
you need to get me ready
Complete the night
Lets keep us steady

I will be your secrets
Also your escape
I will hold for you a memory
Even a weapon you can take

Designed by Coach
He is arriving in a domestic?
Already my value
is decreasing this is hectic!

Don't forget the ******
that mini shots and tampons too
I can make them fall out on command to scare him off
If you want me  too!?

You look stunning in chu
glad his clutches have not released
I have one more night
to be clutched for peace.

Careful when setting me down
as they say
never put me on the ground or
money will fly away.

*** he is here
He had better at least be hot
Don't forget Snoop and the ***
In case we have to drop it like its hot!!!!
The thoughts of a handbag.......

— The End —