The first time
you said you loved
me, it was as if
I had been pulled aboard
a life raft after being
lost at sea. But
I see now that this
raft is littered with
holes and
we are sinking, but
you are convinced
that your love is a
teacup to scoop out
the water pooling around
my ankles and you will save
us, but the teacup has a crack
down one side and
do you see where I
am going with this?
A tablespoon of water
will never put out
a forest fire; I am burning
through acres.

Gently, she goes
as soft as a fawn
opens the window
and waits for the dawn
fireflies glow
wind caresses her face
as she sheds all the shadows
not leaving a trace
She dons velvet darkness
wrapped in its cloak
releases all poisons,
                 sylphlike,
             in smoke
She is preparing for battle
in her own, quiet way
She only wants wholeness
as she breaks through the gray
For soon she will weave
prismatic wonders of spells
her own inner aurora
lighting heaven from hell
For suffered she has
and it's time to forgive
unlock self-made prisons
and let herself live
and now as sunrise approaches
stars still in sight
she turns the skeleton key
and glides
into
             flight

I’ve never received a flower
Or even a rose
But I’m a guy
So it’s acceptable I suppose
No kisses
Or sweets
No treats
That signifies ones feelings for me
No token of ones love
But I have gotten
Disappointment
Watered with hate
Planted in betrayal
Fertilized with lies
And maintained by fakes
Roses are Red
But my roses are dead
And crumble beneath my feet

And what do I serve with tea?

Of a cake layered with words - a slice
A croissant with stirring smilies
Quiche with quaint archaic spice -
Fresh from a poet's repository.

In the clink and chime of quills and ***
And spoons that stir the brew of tea
Dark or creamed, winter or spring
Here's to a cup of poetry.

if the thoughts
were confined
never been aligned
with your path defined

the dreams
could be tamed
their flights could be restained
and the boundaries, maintained

the desires
could be guided
at the will, subsided
within the heart, resided

could pause
my footstep
from your doorstep
an obvious misstep

the lines
of untamed destiny
would never have a harmony
with an elusive symphony

the life
would never have your footprints
on the life's blue print
permanent and so distinct

then i
would have never lived for you
lost myself to you
or thought of you

never.....

Step by step
I walk......I move

Breath by breath
I breathe ......I live

Brick by brick
I make.....I build

Word by word
I talk....I say...

Day by day
I grow....I rise

Drop by drop
I cry....I shed

Bit by bit
I break ... I tear

Tick by tick
I part.....I die....

Nobody wants to be like,
                Liked yes, similar no.
                I know twins,
                Both their initials begin
                With R, RR And RR.
                They are known as the
                Orrorrs at school.

                There is no need for like,
                Not even of minds.
                In poetry,
                ( to my way of thinking )
                Like is a joker in the
                Pack of words.

                Heaney is fond of it and
                Mary Oliver even began
                A poem with it.
                " Like Magellan, let us
                Find our Islands.

                Like assassinates metaphor
                And debases simile.
                But who am I to criticize
                The masters of whom I
                Aspire to be Like !

I am sorry if I've turned into a mess
You're so strong, you cannot break
I have my fair share of sins to admit
My well-being is at stake.

Your girl was all I wanted to be
Do I ever let you down?
I am not sure if I have it in me
To turn that beautiful smile into a frown.

You say all the special things I wanna hear
Words I've never been told
But it is time to admit I fear
This romance is starting to grow..

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