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from the sonic youth stand still or else a busted tooth
shadows off perfumed arms stretched among the leaves
getting ready for the back seat stand still or repeat
Madonna a unique performer travel up yonder
exposed the elements shadows to the West
shallow pools dressed up glue a lying fool
save your kisses for a rainbow day onto a lonely day
did you ever try so hard that your world just fall apart


One door woman fresh baked out of the oven
want to go faster everyday but in the oven you will be gone
have you ever needed someone so bad
did you ever fall apart,
the world the magic dart...
every dream a dream we found it hard to believe
One door woman let loose in the middle
up against the wall,

shadows block the vortex of the mind
you robbed me blind..
some where in the distance it's too late for love
stay closer then to call girls go hand in hand
if these 4 walls could talk
take some time to go for a walk
childless claim words insane

take a walk down by the beach
the verdict over there it's too late for love
my sandy beach trying to catch that frisbee far out of reach
simple eyes blown in no surprise
22h · 8
Spell Bound
I saw the artist paint with brush,
The setting sun, the lengthening shade
The near and further distant hills,
The valley where the lily shows its blade

And hides the nest of the noble thrush
He painted the valleys with their streams,
The giant oak and the stately pine
The quaking aspen leaves afloat

The evening breeze of summertime
And he left me standing lost in dreams
He mixed his colors in varied hue
As clouds suspended from the sky

From swaying limbs where the robin sings
And the eagles nest in mountains high
Beneath a sky of azure blue
It's here the artist stops and stands

Spellbound, he cannot overcome the spell
The sun, now set, has changed the scene
With different colors in the dell
He cannot match the master's hand
© 11 months ago, chevyvent
1d · 38
Stir The Pot
Stir The ***


Do you ever feel like you are in a constant battle with the demons inside your head.
strive to greet from places unknown
faces, traces & love...
gear up the votes
loud & clear

to bury my head of times let go
regardless of humanoid traces
spaces, chases & death
we are the humanoid put to the test
tortured by hand the folks should pray

Savor the minty locks dismissed
Split ends we both share
Share the devils plat of disguises
charter the bridge to come sit beside us
below there's a desert come across the river Nile

bridge a gap to hold the mounted deal
great fluid to arched mines
erases, coil & lettuce
Stir the ***
2d · 33
Fatso
Fatso
Dom Deliouse
do as he please
corner to each thought to breathe
pick up your clothes a hornet flies abode
my heart is an opened door
lest to I implore
shiny diamonds in the sacred pull
shades of black with a neck tie
living on the edge
love is going through my head
sitting up at night all alone in bed...

He/She knows a fatso
a sure fire way to go
Fatso
5d · 16
Emo B
there came up from the projects a Brooklyn youth
holding anger in his eyes he came at a big surprise
with two turn tables with a mic he was ready for a fight
rattle his cage at such an early age all in a haze
piercing back the flames lest I rearrange the all fame game
getting better then most he was lost as a seagull was on the coast
until the day he paid a visit with the savior now he's fined tailored
thinking of a higher power its the hour of power makes him take a hot shower
the important thing he never forgot his roots now he's a loose as a caboose

see ya on the flip side squeeze out spreading his disease as busy as a bee
one hand on the mike sorry that her missed her Twisted Sister it's a brave new world
Emo B in the place to be making sweet rhymes making history
yet for Emo he again lost his way being frail he caved into the system
selling a kilo of ******* to an under cover cop now he hops
to cell block 979 today he stands in line but for the system you can kiss his fat behind
Emo still raps as in a Big Mac attack shooting out flames of gold as you suppose
then one cold morning Emo left for heaven standing in line no more he safely evened the score
although he had such a short life he was gone too soon
his memory reflected back to that late morning in June
Emo be good no doubt your still around playing your favorite song
that's my heart right their
5d · 25
Serpico
Serpico

limit tree eye
a passing passerby
with tulips that fly
into the eye we shall see
burning with fire
a gun for hire

Serpico as Al Pacino
go with the flow
came out years ago
carry on then let go
elect new members
place, spaces & traces

Live it up
As if the light of a skunk
braided by the mere notion of goals
barren sea onto remember me
falling down on my knees
love, hate & sweat

so sorry that we met
not so easy to forget...
Atica ! Atica ! Atica !
beat one with a baseball bat
live at each attempt
porcelain tape some call it fate
Nobody Do Me Like Jesus

lover in love that shall we be
in a whole timber lace stretched out upon a place
if its God's will so be it
through a shaded *** in high degree of fire sweat;
old surmount the ancients high
come closer as a head will rise
Jesus
Christ come down;
join us for tea
heightened alabaster glow
the new king Jesus

Nobody do me like Jesus
grace and joy in our hearts
love a light portal
cast bread upon the pond
Manna for bread..
Jesus, Mary & Joseph
a tear a tear of forgotten cure

Open your heart to keep his spirit
love in spite
an angelic reprise
light & low
my heart stretches to the fold
kiss the lips from the great savior leads
shadows embark on the new hedge cement
come closer
come near
come stretch forth your arms


Nobody do me like Jesus
Jun 2 · 75
Hello
knock on the first pledge basket
mark the tick nor the pocket
each do bless the miracle
in the end we all should no
create in me a clean heart
if I have a stick in my hand
in the hands Moses it parts  the red sea
Hello...

walking by the ocean sound
want to be all around
carry your head up high
shallow peak stand to deep
hello the way to bake
it all depends on whose hands appear
two fishes and 5 loaves of break
carry your way load
May 19 · 30
All My Love
When I am gone, I leave to you
the sunlight that sparkles on the lake
the fresh green grass and the scent of lilacs.
You may have all birdsong and a billion stars
and a soft warm breeze to touch you in my stead.
I leave you the seasons and their unending procession
deep roots and swallows swooping in summer blue sky.
White fluffy clouds and sunsets, you may have those too.
Fresh green leaves, ancient woodlands and gnarled bark,
the first crocus as it peeps through springs dark damp earth
and every russet coloured leaf that swirls in autumn is yours.
Ocean waves and soft sand, shells and driftwood, as much as you can carry.
Every friendly dog you pass in the street, the wag of their tails is just for you.
And when snow falls as it invariably will, its deep silence belong to you, just you.
The sound of every bell, the ****** of every windchime, all yours.
Dappled sunlight dancing through deep shade is yours.
Clifftop walks and soaring gulls, they too are yours.
Filtered light and darkest night, all yours.
Rustling leaves, humming bees, yours.
Galloping horses and sleeping cats,
pale pink roses, and all my love,
are yours... all yours.
May 17 · 34
Keep Still
Keep Still

come out from hiding
chase back the bare bellow tale
strength in the inner force sent
send me from the royal writing on the wall
the branch will be led as was sent
trade back the need to come away
May 7 · 61
Timber Lady
Explosion Of The Mind
go Timber Lady...

It is raining again.
Summer will be over
before it ever gets here
Thunder rolls far away,
drops hit the windshield,
the sky turns grey

The Sunflower,
the blue Delphinium,
the white Stinkwood
drink the moisture greedily.

The green and silver leaves
of the Aspen’s sparkle
as the rain hits them,
and the wind turns them
round and round
The creek flows on,
oblivious to the change in the weather.

A break in the clouds
allows a bit of sun to hit the side
of a towering mountain
Three cows slowly wend their way homeward.
It is dusk.
The grey clouds lift and the sun bursts through,

before sliding behind the hills for the night
It is God’s World.
He gives it to us to enjoy and to share with each other
Apr 27 · 58
Shit Head
**** Head
The **** led off a perk
lead through the comfort of the home all alone
my inside phrase is clear
want to shed a single tear
led through a sparkle in your hair
shade of grass...

there he moveth sprinkled magic dust in mirror
in the street below the Chinese verb;
clear spear in the notion of bad breath
love...love me do,

**** head, followed in the dinner close to french a way of mission
Chinese man now old peed on the wall
move to stand up ten feet tall
sharp to whisper sorrow down the middle

**** head..***** the canopy in what its worth
**** head...law a hold of a ****** smile
**** head....cruise by the miracle mile
**** head.....compare the window
Apr 4 · 60
Timber Lady
Explosion Of The Mind
go Timber Lady...

It is raining again.
Summer will be over
before it ever gets here
Thunder rolls far away,
drops hit the windshield,
the sky turns grey

The Sunflower,
the blue Delphinium,
the white Stinkwood
drink the moisture greedily.

The green and silver leaves
of the Aspen’s sparkle
as the rain hits them,
and the wind turns them
round and round
The creek flows on,
oblivious to the change in the weather.

A break in the clouds
allows a bit of sun to hit the side
of a towering mountain
Three cows slowly wend their way homeward.
It is dusk.
The grey clouds lift and the sun bursts through,

before sliding behind the hills for the night
It is God’s World.
He gives it to us to enjoy and to share with each other
God Poems  Mario William Vitale
Mar 18 · 85
Suddenly
Suddenly, a chance of make belief
seek a thorn inside the bowl
chase back the pillow from the edge
cascading fence laid up at the mix
pillow in the dust in God we trust
skin for skin where to even begin

loud music..interlude bare escape,
love is a way of escape oh,
just a little wink
Mother & child..
cross stitch of one to added mode
barricade amidst the evil frame

A way of escape
Mar 14 · 38
The Thorn
seek a thorn inside the bowl
chase back the pillow from the edge
cascading fence laid up at the mix
pillow in the dust in God we trust
skin for skin where to even begin
Mar 5 · 26
Cum Heavy Load
*** Heavy Load


stick to the mountain by the sea
capture me through the breeze;
filter through the notion of ten
living in the want of searching

living then breathing columns to swing
she was so hot a bargain,
pulsating mix hero in the twist...
there she goes near want not need

search in the above march of diamonds
heavy search the king of diamonds
while a while we simply let go
bust up the beep onto the tempo

searching, faces & pull...
by the ocean breeze
knock you to your knees
busy as a bee


now is the time that drives men clear
Chevy charge a bed falls near
a staff well known to clear
the Flight Of The Alabastor;

*** heavy load
thats all we near
the faces, traces & bases
Mar 5 · 68
Utopia Spank
large quick region onto its season
peril a good thing eat after Burger king
cling to my ding a jing
Feb 23 · 78
Delightful Excursion
Delightful Excursion
beg at me to blow
a stop at New Mexico
faces, space & grow
minus the vibrant chore
hit the middle in search to deliver
travel deep in the wood you got hold of things yet
peril suspension with words well claimed
poets to poetry a word to set men free
on a delightful excursion barren tree maze
the first steps to peril mistakes
caring, sharing & crossing
keep your head up high
traveling blissful sigh
Feb 19 · 71
These Are The Days
These Are The Days
At the tender age of ten I was on the edge
Thoughts within my head spinning records instead
Gave my heart to the risen savior he had thought I'd have a tender favor
In time I would rise in my teenaged gang banging days of the brave
Want to be polite sipping on some crystal light never giving up the fight
Like a cartoon character wasn't too mysterious had to get serious

Wanted to live in harmony got my dope joint rap through its timeless gravity
Building walls on pins in needles I would soar as a hustler why do I even bother
Cause I'm the Christian gangsta not a wanna be prankster
There's something about the name Jesus its the sweetest name I know
Bust up the beat to promote its tempo plowing the fields
When the holy ghost moves ya he won't leave you alone

Many heads being turned another page has been turned
Sweet as honey as sweet as the honey comb
At the name of Jesus every knee has to bow
You don't have to wait you can do it right now
Have to walk through the fire burning it up with purest of desire

Something about the name Jesus its the sweetest name I know
Today I preach as we meet and greet I got those dancing feet
Last night I awoke to a dream with Jesus helping me
Don't take him for granted he is their for your help
If My Dreams Breath To Take On Flight
a bearded lady bare to compose
circled through the variation in my dream
fire...
fire...
A wasteful spent
love...
love...
a useful vent

Turkey in the middle of a date
God only knows
God only knows...
search within a spectrum vault
Circus..
Circus..

here I come,
each step that I take
another page to make
loosen up gold as to silver
basking in the wilderness
Here I am again
a parchment from a fly
lift high the American brand

Trump was here below the price for beer
castaway shutters we bring through the covers
whiskers through the *** pipe embrace the skull
shattered dreams embraced the deep,

listen as nasty nature means
Bernie, still in the political game
Mr. Sanders searched underneath the covers
If my dreams breath to take on flight

silver...
etched in gold wonder boy wonder
etched through the vibration dealt to reason
cross the street...
safe to stand still to repeat
sadness, on a new type swing..
stretched to silver no gold to be found
Feb 8 · 150
Enter Stage Left
Enter Stage Left
go inside it's human way to pride
thank God I'm alive
shelter through the storm
curse the day you were actually born
save through the pillow while you sleep
take another peek

salvation is in the hand of God
shelter lies dormant onto it's beckoning plow
Feb 7 · 30
Crack In The Stove
Crack In The Stove
Listen to the pine splits
crack in the stove
clouds down our roof like
burnt pine, milk
The smell of come in the shack

A breeze on the wall
from boiling tomatoes
A baby snorts air
while it ***** a tender breast

it was time to put apricots
out in the sun,
cover them with cheesecloth

Nothing but the whine of bad mud
between the cabin logs
I hum Cold Blew The Bliss
to the cild, touch fattened dough
I wait for the sound of his truck
hoeing a splutter of thawed ditch

And when he comes he points his rifle
at the floor, lets the dog
smell his pants

Soup's about done
Feb 6 · 142
Love Is In the Air
love is in the air
burning rubble
make my Martini strong like on the double
pierced right through the skin
perched up high as in the raven
penetrate as words adore in motion
penetrate as words adore;
music in the twilight of the air
there is was...

through lies of its deepest temptation
bold as to my dear brother
the over weight lover undercover
Bernie Sanders and the flag
Vito from Sapranos

Yet there in the distance the raven
Edgar Allan Poe had every right to know;
A trip to love a time before
fly in the sky
black as satin gloves
Feb 4 · 80
Doctor Kill Joy
Doctor **** Joy

fill my face with tin,
a newer way to begin
in full circles by which to begin all over again
fond of each other
a brother from another mother
let the decoy mustard
savage beast by which to recover
salad in the cupboard
my life spent discover
love was gain to each other
shallow peak sprang a brand new leaf
keep your head up
some may be suited to throw up
blanket around your neck
pieces, reflections & orders


salt in your teeth
painted pony's on a nearby fence
lost the ball like the famed Bucky Dent;
Doctor **** joy
Feb 3 · 64
Shadows Pierce
climb the ladder to the sky
a mile a minute to explode
traverse the trees a whole nut show
pillows, receive the land lord
lifting a heavy load;
prayers to keep us
tight from the surface swing
shadows piercing through the skin
launch forth the bitter tent
love is in the air
Jan 27 · 38
Let Go & Grow
Shades of grey look the other way
shades of orange
breathe on the basket ball league
Across from its charitable disease
Awake from the day
shelter display across the way
work hard from the tropics
hero's stem around it moist
cost of beauty
cover it all its best
in the midst of its pain
no matter what we each face
onto a joyous plant
so honey here we go
a given chance by which to let go & grow
Jan 27 · 48
Caught In The Mix
Shades of pine grafted in again resign
Shattered pine in elm certain grove alone
My meadow had a thorn certain credit
The factual harm of its heartless swarm
Featured within in the created design with pine
Eyes sharpened as a willow in garb
The tornado sequence has even the fog alone
Again tempers fly like never before
Blatant lies have come at no surprise
In parts unknown an aura of repute to harm
Sound the alarm in fetters arm
Choirs of saints in regard to its beckoning drawn
Empire strain inside my brain fragments of cure
The surface of the sun has tainted my vision with harm
Sound the alarm again my faithful friend by whom we can depend
Shattered glass on the parchment floor
Aura
An impulse deep in regards to the heart
Shades of pine will line the volume of scattered pillows
A willow in derision you made a final decision
A thought provoking reason to believe in
Shattered memories in the moments of innocence with a plight of disbelief
We have soon turned over a brand new leaf
Timeless peaks in a swell shattered fragments from within
A great design still sublime in its timeless parts the heart
Aura
Jim Morrison had it
Janice Joplin couldn't stop it
Jimmy Hendrix sought this quick fix
An unbelievable call being caught in the mix!
Jan 27 · 62
Increase The Intensity
stars fallen stars bright
hit the stage too tight
locked in aroma from above'
like you star below the spy
one ovation
separation
a child eats bacon
love in the direct temptation

buried beneath the fascination
brutal honesty are ye craving
the seed of separation,
Mister Arm Be Toad
in halo its start through leash
upon a wooden swing

separation
investigation
through fair the course dream
pages turned
there's a woman undone a new days dawn

through heaven sent a Corvette chimp
piercing page of violence
sought through its timeless
caged return through the given maze
sifted through a papal pew
increase the intensity
Jan 24 · 37
My Final Poem
My Final Poem

desert this below a kiss
blow open the door;
sit next to a two bit *****
in shallow peaks we gain our reach return to speak
enough of the bad stuff no word below its cuff
shadows in the brightened morn
if there's a rose will beg a thorn
Pac would have been proud the Grecian Urn appears
below the breeze an acorn below a tree
slight of hand will lead to understand
move closer then ever before
love in its painted view
in the light of the slightest hint
shadows again block the vortex of the eye
love in its fullest foughht born disease
come closer then ever before
carry yourself mild get a bit wild
tremendous push into its mix
sorrowful scent below the push

These are the final days
caught below some purple haze
stuck in the window of affliction
barnyard goat reserved the roast;
take some time to think we look in the mix
solace, from here to pause the way you think
love is fallen duration in a lucky behind
shades of wrath above the Fulton mask
this is my final poem with words to cope to learn
red, grey & blue

heat around the meadow barren in the unique circle
as I look to the East through an oceanic view
these are the mark of a man family jewels
a scent of green ivy of how one depends
Lori & I
walk along the beach
try to catch that frisbee so out of reach
we reserved the right to be custom made
brave as your kind made from behind
some have busted their *** no one gets by on any free pass
we can learn to cope
having a fight with the soap on the right

Shades of red, blue & green
living in a land so very mean
search through the newspapers to begins
search through an encounter
getting up their in age
to learn from your mistakes
search through the window
plug up your ear
a search as the queer
love in the instant
Jan 24 · 23
Scooby Doo
Loose lips sinks ships take some time to move those hips
Meet me at the store Rasta man with a plan

Not sense the days of 1978 back seat in a car with a date
Stereo blasting to the sounds of magic funk

Come on bring the noise you got a brand new toy
Cruising down the street in my plush hot rod

Women's liberation heading out across the nation.
Homeboy Smith wasn't ready when he ****** this **** named Freddie

We used to roll up what is the hold up
It isn't funny but the sound of the money

Take me back to those good old days when you woke up in a purple haze
Going to the drive in watching those double features

Eating at the nearest Arthur Treachers,
We have come to close not to turn back now


No use looking back when your hand is on the plow
Dope rhymes are filled up with a magical potion


Sipping red wine down at the ocean
Putting some lotion on my honey with a kiss

Sorry that I missed a tongue in your ear
I shed a single tear to help numb my inner pain

Not having you in my arms is driving me insane
What is my chief aim to fame

A cause to go ever deeper then ever before
Lest I implore another opened door

Inside our soul we behold a window a chief aim to please
Knock me to my knees like Shaggy with ****** Doo

We bit off far more then we could ever chew
Rap to the rhyme goes to rhyme with a reason

It's the changing of the season.
Break down to the ground and sound the alarm

There's far too many fish still stuck in the pond.
Jan 22 · 133
A Silver Line
A Silver Line
Winters Homage..
look closer then ever before
see through the portal of snow
left here a long time ago
waste through the edge will flow
follow me through the trees
acorns, Pine & Apple

bridge a gap to deliver
not to be caught from behind
A silver line;
sift through the automatic breeze sheltered leaves
getting closer to the fold
you will do what you are told
How Can I Blow My Load ?
thoughts diminish;
believe in the timeless
waiting for a soul to fix
the arrow resist

shattered dreams beating leaves,
a broaden place to bleed
unclaimed mix hero to trick
how can I blow my load ?

perched outside my window
placed by my pillow
silence of an empty shawl
variation to a dream

Timber boots what a restless dream
playing outside the gym
portal rejoice we shake past the moral
time well spent in thought

bleeding heart at night by my pillow
whisper..careful thoughts have a good enough treat
bang my head against the wall
barren trees we embark thoughts

dig deeper then ever before;
share with each other a simple smile
Learn, how can I blow my load ?
A timeless piece stand still and repeat

taste of sugar as sweet
young Chinese man springs a leak
good hearted plot,
whisper once again the clueless from within

out at the patio
vengeance for a swim,
cough up chunks of blood
day by day we bow are head to pray

shadows once again...
hold my breath then count to the number ten...
Chase back a dream
onto all that hurts...
Fly away past the Willow tree
a Bob Ross blend of lovers as these;

You look for better in loving eyes
love is for certain
in tender wanting eyes
Eminem on the rap vine

Tupac would have known better
live through the rich notion of laughter
love stands too firm
we encounter the fuel

stand firm & refill
The Lord knows best
to encounter every test
Cheer up my brother...

The Lord knows best
capture by its obedience
live for the moment gear
the blues go to those agreeable
chase back the dream...

lurk not for lost treasure,
special lid for the oven scent
pour on the sauce onto its mat
The Lord knows best

Water...to join in an excellent way to vent
to climb the wall past any unique test
The Lord knows best
chase back your dream you left darer to live

Reach out for another...
pull threw every joint to make
Trump needs to make a copy;
longing for rich wisdom

captured by a unique start
carry to pass the cross to enter its rest
lavish to pass any test
chase back the certain stoic with a smile

live as if its your last
not to second guess
a fly on the wall
to stand up ten feet tall

The wind through the hair
a heated word of care
break your heart a chore
A brand new start

not to be the same game changer
love will see you home
no matter where they roam
building bridges under the hat
Dec 2019 · 40
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Mario Vitale Dead Presidents Rap - Poem by John Ackerman
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I'm the man on the mic that's my right
the virtual Houdini always shining
but deep inside I got pain that hides
eating away my delivery of who I be
so I kick it to the curb at your word
I got raps that raise the anxiety please
gonna knock you to your knees
seeing the suckers bleed
got one foot in heaven while the other is in hell
but I got a great story to tell
I'm the over weight lover Mario Vitale
spreading out love making sweet history
we each go through things
another door bell rings
an explosion deep inside
we all want to run away & hide
see you on the flip side squeeze
gonna knock you to your knees
many folks just do what they please
so I took my ride down to the ocean
Surf & turf with some magic lotion
sipping on Pepsi cause that's my potion
see I got high hope for the underground
kicking vibrations with a brand new sound
can't we all just get along
Rap through the pain in your midnight hour
screaming shame with your pain & sorrow
onto soaring heights like a young G in the night
never relent to ever give up on the fight
it's a spice of life with cheap thrills it still pay the bills
taking all those pills yet knock on wood I'm not dead
got a lot rap beats flowing through my head
it's the living dead
stop me now or I'll have a face full of lead
Word
Dec 2019 · 46
Crack In The Stove
Crack In The Stove
Listen to the pine splits
crack in the stove
clouds down our roof like
burnt pine, milk
The smell of come in the shack

A breeze on the wall
from boiling tomatoes
A baby snorts air
while it ***** a tender breast

it was time to put apricots
out in the sun,
cover them with cheesecloth

Nothing but the whine of bad mud
between the cabin logs
I hum Cold Blew The Bliss
to the cild, touch fattened dough
I wait for the sound of his truck
hoeing a splutter of thawed ditch

And when he comes he points his rifle
at the floor, lets the dog
smell his pants

Soup's about done
Dec 2019 · 38
Colors
Listen To The Wind Blow (Colors)
Adam is for Eve
people watch them bleed
salute upon a pile of leaves
to fulfill a great need...

Listen to the wind blow
Sweet Charity
slow but blissful care
It's Christmas time,

Down to my last thin dime
Winter is here again oh Lord;
safety through the leaves,
love is a fine link

can't even wink gives way to think
balance through power of being heard...
Shouts of joy calm me more;
Colors, blinded in the green moss...

love fore certain pain for certain
live the feature loss of sneakers
Colors
Sitting across the table know as you are able;

Phoenix wide smile to know all the great while
Colors in the ghetto just to scream of letting go
bust up the beat to control the rear tempo;
Listen to the wind blow

Far reached Eskimo
love is scented by the dew far as you may chew
life is what you make it
why not try to fake this

balance per power
how does one explain order
Touch the screen rotor
the leaves flow over

Colors
my music is in my head's shoulder
tie a yellow ribbon round the old oak tree
pardon me as one to agree

the smile on a lonesome child
call of the wild
Dec 2019 · 41
Crack In The Stove
Crack In The Stove
Listen to the pine splits
crack in the stove
clouds down our roof like
burnt pine, milk
The smell of come in the shack

A breeze on the wall
from boiling tomatoes
A baby snorts air
while it ***** a tender breast

it was time to put apricots
out in the sun,
cover them with cheesecloth

Nothing but the whine of bad mud
between the cabin logs
I hum Cold Blew The Bliss
to the cild, touch fattened dough
I wait for the sound of his truck
hoeing a splutter of thawed ditch

And when he comes he points his rifle
at the floor, lets the dog
smell his pants

Soup's about done
Dec 2019 · 67
The Raven
The Raven
love is in the air
burning rubble
make my Martini strong like on the double
pierced right through the skin
perched up high as in the raven
penetrate as words adore in motion
penetrate as words adore;
music in the twilight of the air
there is was...

through lies of its deepest temptation
bold as to my dear brother
the over weight lover undercover
Bernie Sanders and the flag
Vito from Sapranos

Yet there in the distance the raven
Edgar Allan Poe had every right to know;
A trip to love a time before
fly in the sky
black as satin gloves
Dec 2019 · 48
Papi Mario
"PAPI MARIO" Poetry.net. STANDS4 LLC, 2019. Web. 7 Dec. 2019. <https://www.poetry.net/poem/46477/papi-mario>.
Dec 2019 · 35
Brilliant & Divine
brilliant

built discuss us

the God we trust

some peril left to float


burning bridges into the city

it's like a jungle sometime

give to the barren, brilliant & divine

lift high the American queen


we travel left to admire

with words to silence onto the trouble up ahead

we nestled to clamor in the dusk to trip

today we care about where we have been


A quiet travel

twist of the tongue being unraveled

The lost queer on sunday

feelings...


A tough second hand travel

last American idiot
Dec 2019 · 94
Light My Fire
Light My Fire
love as a scent good cause to ask Bucky Dent
elapse for sure a mountain the is pure.
The trees..spreading the disease
open your heart creation
cry out my window

no reason to be sad
the pillow & grab
silence the want nor leave
what are you most willing to receive

Light my fire
strength is the most biggest desire
in the shade of mere most
like a lost seagull outside on the coast
Dec 2019 · 96
A Head To Blame
the furtherance of shame...
Nov 2019 · 113
Grip To Grasp
Grip To Grasp
lover sought through their borrowed vacant pew,
onto so much new...

grip to grasp,
chance to over react;

a given opportunity
some call it trash in what they may see,

a page to unfold....
Nov 2019 · 35
Touch The Flame
Touch the flame God is a consuming fire let me explain
A radiant night couples run to the pier for a chance to splash but then
Frozen from deep within there is a resistance to pull back from the magic of the moment
Rest assured God is our closest companion when all hell breaks loose
There is a tendecy to run away from God but there's something deep within holding you back
His chemistry is quite a mystery but one must we willing to receive
Let me share my testimony I was brought to Jesus in 79 Charlotte, North Carolina
It was in a gigantic swimming pool that I was baptized & received the Lord in my heart
Was an altar boy until the tender age of 13 drifting into Charismatic fellowships very extreme
There was a tug at my heart to impart a way of escape from religion formed a union with God
Although those many years would pass I had every reason to grasp what the bible said
The words of Christ penetrated my heart I read the gospel 5 times through
Each day I embark on a new demension with God he encompasses my very soul
Each day there's a brand new baby born & the night got his love to keep you warm
Was hospitalized in 89 with a bout with mono took my health in a tale spin
When I got out I was ever determined to be the star in the play and so i did just that
Got hooked up with both drugs and alcohol in the 90's to self medicate my problems
Time and time again i fell to the mercy of the Lord with my problems
One night I had a dream I would become the most influential poet of our time
As I awoke the problems didn't go away but i had God to guide me through each difficulty

There is no other healer through any problem like Jesus he is my sole purpose
People try to mock him, dismiss him and even crucify him all over again but he still shines
He is a friend to the stranger that has no hope willing to cope desperately in the night
I share my testimony with love so that others may come to know Jesus in a personal way
God is not a man that he should lie nor the son of man that he should change his mind
Jesus he is the healer of my soul & wants everyone to come to know him as well
So today your life maybe a living hell but I got a real true testimony to tell
You maybe in a bar down for the count hurting inside with so much pain
Remember the thief comes to ****, steal 7 destroy but God has come to give you life
Today I seek to know God in a fresh way with a whole host of challenges that I'm being faced
Tell him your wants, needs and desires whisper his name when you are feeling down
There is no better friend then Jesus he is always there for you standing at your hearts door & knocking
Nov 2019 · 42
A Sweet Adorable Me
A Sweet Adorable Me
listen deep...
stand still & repeat
shadow kick box
buggy down to the socks;

the lonesome sailor skips a beep
love for circles lay out as a rooster...

the iron bars rehearsal
patron saint of transformation,

leak out information...

the promise without a mistake...
sorrowful trace,

We respect one another
We look into the forest

covered briars lost in the thick portion of disease...
we pier closer left to falter of hotel hands

the thick piercing tongue like the Christmas Carol movie,
quench you hidden desire

shade of red wake the dead having mixed thoughts inside my head
Buffet parade head lose to wake the dead

A sweet adorable me stumbling off her chest
Wer suddnly see the path clear for now
Nov 2019 · 26
When Children Cry
When Children Cry
Choose to listen lest I refrain...

living in a marsh mellow world,
through time to play...

a whip cream disease;
shades of lasting grandeur
a tug at the heart
longing for romance

take a good look at their five & ten
light a candle for thoughts
a clever dude...

see me throughout the leaves
chosen vestibules recover charm
loud rhymers through their thoughts
Amidst its ivory towers...

their quaint impulse of a hug
deliver to each cavity
the children read on;
a toddler cries

then going out to play
the mere covering of it's desperado
to visually see kids
Those little pitter patter feet
lest suit their relax

youngsters renew their youth
their covered snow
Nov 2019 · 41
Wishes
Wishes
live in the moments great intention
left aspiration to most
true ambition to score
carry on to notice hope
the longing from out of the pain
the will from yearning desire
wishes to do my dishes
cling to fame left for me to explain
Nov 2019 · 24
Out Of The Air
OUT OF THE AIR

    Out of credibility we can look deep inside & seek.
    Sought a peace digging deeper then ever before.
    Today there are lines being drawn in the sand
    So I hope you all understand the premise of this discussion.
    Which is to stop the hate immediately and join hands in love for your fellow man
    Time is certainly short and with time we can't ever get it back.
    I'm through with trying to tell people how to live their lives and I'm focusing my energy on the creative writing of poetry.
    Further, I extend an olive branch loving tender blessing to all those that don't believe in God even to those that do.
    Realizing we all fall short of who we are to become as men and women of faith.
    Love should become the essence of our inner existence let us learn to shun its resistance.
    Out of every circumstance we can show love not hate.
    Ultimately everyone has free will & your heart can't beat something it clearly will not.
    I'm happy to report that my poetry has affected those non believers, atheists and believers in a most positive way.
    Let us show appreciation to one another & again stop all the hate that going around.
    Out of sincere peace,
Nov 2019 · 195
The Raven
The Raven



love is in the air
burning rubble
make my Martini strong like on the double
pierced right through the skin
perched up high as in the raven
penetrate as words adore in motion
penetrate as words adore;
music in the twilight of the air
there is was...

through lies of its deepest temptation
bold as to my dear brother
the over weight lover undercover
Bernie Sanders and the flag
Vito from Sapranos

Yet there in the distance the raven
Edgar Allan Poe had every right to know;
A trip to love a time before
fly in the sky
black as satin gloves
Nov 2019 · 26
Untitled
ong Ago & Far Away

torn...

chase back on a dream an evil scheme
love has a way
fire place stay
choose the dream ahead of friends

learn...

the basics of love to flame,
orange juice on a plate of decay
we live for our dress so their we will stay
bottle neck way


search...

wide the highway for their we shall roam
the circus has come to town,
feel the happy lens under the cupboard,
falling fingers snow caped chases....

out of brilliance sorted vent
pay the cover straight & simple
bask in the vast delicate sway
nice a perfect happy & gay;

sipped the last soda parade as you know ya...
carefree news in its sofa
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