People fight, nations fight
What a scary sight!
Blood, tears, and scare
Now, really do we care?

Heart and mind ceases
The differences between me n you
Death ultimately seizes
Religions pay its due.

Everyone fights amongst themselves
Everyone fights within..
Praying for a God, person,who saves
But,for being a better person are we really keen?

Let's see ourselves, let's mind ourselves
Let's not hurt anyone, let's not judge
May be,humanity it will save
May be,we dwell in better place.

I told her to close her eyes, told her one moment

"But I hate surprises,
"Because I love you baby ill close tightly,

I delved me fingers deep inside, moistness
Touched me, lingering on my senses.

"Ok now open you mouth, taste this baby,

"Mmm, tuna fingers,

She latched on to my digits deeps inside her mouth
Tongue searching every crevice to taste every drop
That had lingered on my supple partings.

"You no how to treat me right,
"Can I taste once more,

We are a greedy one, ok let me freshen up first.
Impatiently she waited, as I cleaned it, watching
My fingers caress it, part it touching inside.
Moistness glazed my fingers, i could hear her
Breath gaining pace, with every parting she smiled.

"You like  watching  me do this but it takes time,
"Too quickly will ruin the  taste  don't want to be  dry,

She smiled as my hands guided her, tongue gently caressed
The moistness parting the way for her tongue to take in the
Aroma of what is inside gently she delved and tasted upon
The dew that dripped on her senses and she smiled.

"Was it good for you my baby,

She wiped her mouth sheepishly, and smiled,

"I so do love the taste,
"But no more I'm full, greedily I had plundered your offering,

The two cuddled up, giggling to one another she smelled
Her fingers, "They still smell like tuna, well you love the
Taste in you, My cucumber tuna sandwiches are heaven,

"You no how to treat me right baby
"Feeding my desire,

Shall we go to bed,

"You know what makes me happy honey,

And two ladies shut the door and pleasure is bound, but
That is another moment to tell not for now.

did you have a
good thanksgiving?
not to bring you down
but the people who
first helped the whites
are the poorest folk around.

the Nations of Lakota
the Navajo. the Sioux
they live their lives despairingly
not knowing what to do.

these people have rich heritage
some live off the land.
but the rez may not be able
to give them ground to stand.

what Caucasian people
gave the native folk
were the parts unwanted
a disgrace!  a joke!

some put up casinos
to "help" them in their plight
but much of this income
is wrenched from them by the white!

drugs and "fire water"
are a great deal to blame
for destruction of a culture
which bears noble name!

I have read the stories
of Gallup New Mexico
of many deaths of citizens
of the nation Navajo

because intoxication
and the bitter cold
have them sleeping under cars
or so the stories told.

when the owner of the vehicle
gets in and drives away
they run over the poor drunkard
who dies where they lay.

other grave conditions
have these people fraught
they have no essentials
we don't give a thought.

don't want to be crass
don't want to be gross
but they have no toilet paper
use newspaper! or worse!

there are churches. charity
but the folk are proud
they have basic dignity
this is not allowed.

but you can help their Nations
by giving to THEM
the worthy tribal leaders
will help them once again.

I felt lead to write this
I am SO concerned
they are the source of inspiration
by a great respect
they've earned.


SoulSurvivor
(C) 11/27/2015

Things aren't that way between us.
But if he opens his arms,
I don't hesitate to run into them.
Things will never be romantic,
But I still get lost in his eyes
And forget to speak.  
We will never feel that way,
But his smile feels like my only joy
When my days are filled with darkness.
Things will never be "more",
But his presence brings me relief.
I don't know how it began,
Where it will lead,
Or how it will end.
But I know that my love in some way will remain.
Simple and pure till I live my last days.

He wouldn't let me leave him.
He wouldn't let me run.
As the light of my heart was dimmed,
His fired up, much like the sun.

His desperation scared me
As I tried to turn away.
His emerald eyes consumed me,
As he begged me longer to stay.

My emptiness consumed me
As the tears flowed from my eyes.
He said he'd never been angry,
This took me by surprise.

So I simply stood in awe,
Motionless and still.
As though some great, unspoken law
Forced me me to stay, until

He took me in his arms,
And crushed me to his chest.
I listened to his steady heart,
Felt safe, away from the rest.

He held on until my sobbs had slowed,
And my breathing found its peace.
He said "I'll never let you go."
Until my shivers finally ceased.

We stood there for a while,
His lips pressed to my forehead,
I knew that they had formed a smile.
And soon, my fears had fled.

when I'm looking at you
and you're looking back at me
I wonder how
the gods were
able to shrink a thousand
stars
into those eyes and
I wonder how
an entire galaxy
can spread throughout
the palms of your hands

how I wish you were just the
sands in the ocean
within my reach, easy
to grasp
or the trees in the mountains
where I could wrap my
arms around

but there you are
yes, beautiful and
shining bright
but from where I stand
too far away
to hold

too far
away

Shedding todays like a snake sheds its skins
slithering in and out of dreams and nightmares
eyes blue beneath old unwanted yesterdays
I will dance like the Cobra to your flute
and strike and strike until a poets voice sings
heard aloud in the deep depth of Mankind
where a sister and brother may meet equal
in the celestial pureness of forever and ever,