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Fortune Cookie Maxim Minimizes
(alternately titled “markedly welcome matt and luke warm john.”)  

i agonizingly dutifully didst wait
to distract anticipatory anxiety,
(analogous to an expectant father)
while protracted procedure promised
nothing short of a millennium,

whereby echoing thru the corridors of time
olly olly gluten free ranging NON GMO, oxen
oiled lubricated cloven hoof
nsync cup aided toot tune to clacking choppers
activated after this chap dialed up favorite eats
using latest vaunted communications device

(forced to shout over din o'er
loud grumbling within bowel
of abdominal anatomical beast)
commenced manifold upon ordering repast
magically appeared, low
and behold an appetizer tete a tete

via tony Apple iPhone X ‑ 256 GB ‑ 
Silver Verizon amazing piece de resistance, 
sans technological fetes
with CDMA/GSM ring tones,
where a pleasant fecund female bot tilled voice didst greet

prepping, priming, promoting
Crowded house special of the Green day
dis "FAKE" kin lister eagerly
awaited: salivating, simulating ****** soothing
sans savory souffle
the first culinary ******* savory dish,

after aye parked, positioned, and plunked gluteus
near swinging doors leading into kitchen,
where this word maven strategically
dip posited said maximus to attempt
futile gastronomic endeavor
tum maximize tempering torturous tenacious
devastatingly deadly assault steaming enemy

disarmed disguised, and dismantled,
resplendent redolent redoubt
digitally remastering nondiscerning indistinct aromas
to supper esse overwhelming paroxysms to gorge
putting a ritzy lid on heated fiery dogged
craving powder milk dog biscuits

(an impossible mission), where oozing,
licking, insinuating filaments
commingled as cutthroat nemesis cooly whipped
devastatingly weeknd x2c;
wickedly wafting, seducing, satiating, and salivating

courtesy olfactory foramen, deflecting incessant onslaughts
induced famished fellow to reevaluate, relinquish,
and revisit his Weltanschauung soup per bowl, 
while simultaneously commandeering cutlery
to attack, besiege, conquer

condemning delegate of China ware without tea zing,
thence indiscriminately marshaling choppers
to set up base camp at Oral-B
(heeding flying pie warnings, where shewing
should desserts foe ment Hunger)

eggs sauce er baited onslaught of herbaceous,
fabulous delicious culinary cuisine aromatic eats
thoroughly teasing growling stomach
steeping interminable suspenseful,
seven star Michelin magicians

empowered to transform most anything (such
as bilge water, road **** or septic tank)
gourmet experienced huckster longingly *****
doubled as famished Norwegian Bachelor farmer,

equating odoriferous garbage truck
on par suckling swollen teats
patience caved to restrain noshing
impaling his strict credo on dustbin of his story
never again *** chew gnawing
even knuckles sandwich of fingers or toes

squishy human digits texture of imported dates
which hunger pangs lesson,
do justice doth minimally satiate afterwards,
a restauranteur hoof hall hues highbrow opinion,
hence a short survey about ambience, yours truly will rate

perhaps unwise of an every Jimmy John Joe gourmand
tubby biased after an apple ala carte blanch
preceded with delicious hors d'oeuvre high marks
more nerve wracking than going on a blind date.
And of course with enticing forkful of flagrant food
Beep ping Update complete disrupted first mouthful.
he rolled me over
like stone
there
he
left me
here he
leaves me
standing
all
alone

but ima breathing you in
my dream

his hands traced my spine
sent shivers sparkle
ing
out
my
eyes

could he feel me
screaming he could
never feel me
his kisses
on
my
lips
they conceal me


steal me


steal me

come on
sing it
louder

steal me from his truth steal me from his lies
tell me
who
am
i
to be
breathing you in






















my dream
?















...
..
.
wrote after reading
an write from
user bam
harlon
then
...
..
.
It’s 6am on an early Spring morning
The temperature is warm but brisk
An ever so gentle breeze kisses me from time to time
The beautiful chirps and whistles
from the proverbial early birds
sing in a beautiful chorus
A harmony seemingly made just for me

The trees and bushes; Glowing moms and dads to-be
of the sprouted buds
on the verge of delivering
their new beauty
The pansies arriving on the early train
are on full display
proudly standing with visibility for all
Tulips dance around them
surrounding them in a rainbow of colors
A whisper of lilac is in the air
Though ever so soft and subtle
it’s aromatic scent so pleasantly distinguishable

Morning dew
A ubiquitous presence
It blankets all in it’s life-giving properties
and releases the crisp and clean odor
of fresh cut grass

The scent of burning wood
from the neighbor’s wood burning stove
dives in and out
teasing my nostrils and passageways
with it’s delectable offerings

The Sun pierces the sky
with a fire red so dark and deep
it almost seems in anger
But I know better
For added to that fire
are the oranges like that of freshly squeezed juice
and yellows
as if a child took a crayon to the sky
All of this encompassed
within a soft cloud of violets and blues
The rainbow decided to take it’s cans of paint
and gush them out all across the sky
in exuberant glory
just so I could see

The gentle kisses delivered by soft breezes
give me a chill of excitement
and make my hairs stand on end
The familiar little bumps
running all along my arms and neck

The Sun fires back in retaliatory manner
with laser beam streaks
Striking me dead center
placing a glow upon me
Much like love
The Sun can be millions of miles away
and I can still feel it’s warmth

I stop and take it all in
Nature in all it’s beauty
****** and pristine
Calm
Peaceful
Quiet
I close my eyes
and make this moment
infinite
Written: February 25, 2018

All rights reserved
let him
try and write
an
well
formed
apology

no
let me try
you better not
ok
go ahead then

ok
look
never mind
looking
feel
as
you
read

if
he
offered his hand
it wasn't to smash your fingers
what do you think you know something
more than
bring
alone

we find here
in
our
calms
there is
am
mighty ocean
with roaring waves
at times we can be found
bashing
against
the
cliff side

what storm has your words calms
what shapes have you made to ellude
the
truth

i refuse to swallow my beliefs for anyone

if my words beyond the truth have ever offended you

i truley apologize

i will never apologize
for me telling
the
truth

there is but one truth

if what you believe isn't the truth
it is just another example
of
an
bogus opinion
***** word
on
your
theory
here let me
?

















...
..
.
i
am
no
...
..
.
in
crimson
clover me
four times over
put me
on
that
hilltop
alongside
that blade
of
grass
my summers calling winter
footsteps in the breeze
they have come to notice
perhaps even
circle to me
?



















...
..
.
bees
...
..
.
EmilyTheNymph Feb 2018
you are absolutely ridiculous
i love it

you act like some tough, cruel, serious guy,
and then you draw a little cat with boots on a paper we shared.

it made me giggle.
which is rare these days.

you act so standoffish,
but really?
you're adorable.

i love it when:
-you break your serious demeanor to laugh at my childish joke
-you draw little animals all over my papers
-i see you looking at me when you don't think I'm paying attention
-when i steal your hoodies and all you do is laugh and say i look cute
-you lean on my shoulder during classes
-or play with my hair

it's not normal to fall this quickly,
but i think i could love you.
Mix
I know I may not live long  this year for many unknown reasons, but please rest assure knowing that I’ve loved you and I apologize for not telling you any sooner.



I’m choking on my last breath I take and I can’t seem to find any other means to care. I’m stuck in my struggles of not caring... who knows me better than I?
I can’t crawl or climb above the surface of all my doubts and beliefs.





Last night she was a glimpse of empty pleasure, a cup filled with potential wishes. Her eyes reflected her love and desire for me and I couldn’t have possibly understood the type of love she felt for me. I took the chances of being her shoes for once and at that instance I was able to comprehend what I was doing to her to cause her to feel such compassion. She kissed me gently and with every touch and breath there was another story to be understood
None of it fits together so don’t assume that any of this is suppose to make any sense
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