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Open your eyes
What do you see?
A good time
About  to happen
The question now
Where will you be?
Having such fun
Amongst us all
Or sat on the outside
Watching us all
Go crazy
Andi Leigh Nov 2024
Are blueberry skies
Over strawberry fields
And what flavors rise
When they meet?

Do the clouds taste
A bit sour or do you
Suppose they're sweet?
Don't Rain on my Parade,
You are not gonna rob my joy,
So, just get on out of my way,
Since you want to be a Killjoy.

I am Here to have a good time,
Not moping around looking all Sad,
I want some EXCITEMENT, now THRILL ME!!!
SHOW ME GREATEST TIME I HAVE EVER HAD!!!

I am having SUCH A BLAST,
the most FUN IS CLEARLY SHOWN,
If you didn't want to HANG THEN,
You should have stayed yourself at HOME!!!

You are so DULL and so BORING,
I am having a Grand Time, SO SORRY!!!
I'm not letting you bring me down,
Don't want to join, then see you Around!!!!

I won't stop having a good time,
or the fact that you are annoyed,
I will keep enjoying myself, and
You are not robbing me of my joy!!

I will keep on with my HAPPINESS,
Here I come, I am on my WAY!!!
Whether you like it or not, are you in or out,
YOU ARE NOT RAINING MY PARADE!!!!!


B.R.
Date: 11/26/2024
Malia Nov 2024
In my bones, I am a poet
And every word I trail shows it
Like a fingerprint to trace
Conjures an image of my face.

Any essays, I might write
With golden flourish, thrilling heights
With wide crescendos, rumbling frisson
Soft like silk and smooth like ribbon.

So when my teacher does request
A lab report or written test
I may bring tears to their eyes—
Still, I did not get it right.
Todd Sommerville Nov 2024
I touched her and she ran.
 Not far away,she didn't run to leave,
she ran to stay.
Just to the edge of where my eyes could see.
Hovering there in the periphery,
somewhere between hope and illusion.
She haunted me.
 No,Hunted me. 
A cat with great skill, lying in wait its ****.
(OH WHAT A HUNTER I THOUGHT MYSELF TO BE.)
I touched her and she ran, not so far as when first began.
It happened again at least a time or two.
As I was starting to understand,
It came to me,
(Stupid Man)
Don't you see?
 She's caught you.
Todd Sommerville Nov 2024
Making love in the afternoon underneath a blue sky, that's free,
That's you and me baby.
Kissing your fair skin, every freckle on your face.
You taste like sunshine, strawberry wine, and ***.
You smell like wildflowers and sweat.
You wreck my senses, break my defenses.
I am lost in the clouds in your eyes.
Making love under a blue sky.
That's free, that's you and me baby.
Absolutely free.
Just you and me.
this poem has been added in video form to my you tube page
https://youtu.be/CdrnLiFe4H4?feature=shared
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Thanks
Todd Sommerville Nov 2024
Wishful eternal sphere formed by emotion
Where shatters come together in love
A new day whispers promises of hope and dreams reborn
As cloudy purple skies dissipate against receding storms
New life blossoms into a new dawn.
I tried to incorporate all the suggestions I received in the comments, please forgive the liberties I took in piecing this all together.
Thank you all for participating and please tell me what you think below.
Jennifer DeLong Nov 2024
You are daring and fun
You draw me in
I can't resist
I can play
I give it right back
sacarastic & flirty
You wanna try
I give it right back
Call me mouthy
Whatever
I can see
see what's going on
I got ya baby
Wanna play
Let's play
Dam he's ****
I like this game
© Jennifer L Delong 11/2024
I'm your mothers favorite bad influence
Perfect and in line enough
to ignore the major red flags that should induce reluctance
and instead label me hard working and tough
the perfect girl to get to know

I'm who your father thought he would be
music that grates and teeth bared just sharp enough
an idea of who to be and the will to be free
smooth around the edges but inside too rough
the kind of seed in you he'd like to sow

I'm the disgrace with a pretty little face
and the intelligence to lie
and get by with just enough grace
so that one day this persona may die
as I fade from their neat little row
they wish i was on drugs, then they could have a reason not to like me
neth jones Nov 2024
in pursuit of you                          
i put myself in harms way
something ‘teethy’  entered my bloodstream
and  flooded   i hoped for the best

we crashed   and meddled   and crashed
again
a fixed ache  we were yanked back to
chairs, tables, sofas, beds
bending to the shapes and endurance levels
sounding off of their abilities to aid our act
          even thrown over washings machines
tatting against their vibrations
tossed about in bathrooms                                      
our clothing pulled from us outdoors
risking winter exposure
                                    dragged to the gritty pavement
and hurled against solid public art
all very much in tune                                            
        with natures ludic intentions
           and without a mote of embarrassment
                                               on our part
june 23

extracted bit -

shot through the seasons together
we thrashed about in the snow - in the night -
in the sick freeze of the city -
the trash -
quiet deafened and jarringly loud after the pubs let out
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