#bambi
My dear Bambi lover, I notice a hint of fear in your eyes tonight —
fleeing from the glint of light that dances within my eyes. It was never
my aim to send you fleeing, my dear.
Even though my affection blooms most brightly beneath the warming
hues of sunrise- fret not, for we can find solace in each other’s arms,
cradled by the soothing melodies of our cherished memories for
another twilight
Nov 18, 2024
Nov 18, 2024 at 4:07 PM UTC
Eyes like black holes
They draw me in
Green as the spring bloom
Soft and inviting
A voice like a melody
A laugh like a song
A caress so tenderly
What's taken so long?
Mere folly
Or fortune
I'm not quite sure
Malicious and meticulous
Milling out malignant
Thoughts of malcontent
My melancholy
Maybe
A cure
To sit
And laugh
Without pressure
Or care
Means more to me
Than water
Or air
You sit across and giggle
And I just stare
Ask what you will of me
My story is bare
My background
My triumphs
My sadness
It's there
Ask any question
It's nice to finally share.
Feel free to reciprocate
You will always have my ear
There's not a story you have
That I don't want to hear
Things are beginning
As before I stated
I find that in this spring
I'm #twitterpated
Apr 3, 2021
Apr 3, 2021 at 10:25 PM UTC
Godzilla went walking in the woods
And wondered where Bambi had gone
He wanted to spend more time with her
He found her a lovely fun fawn
He didn't see that last time they met
When he thought they were having such fun
His oversized feet weren't that discrete
And Bambi has now been expunged.
Apr 26, 2017
Apr 26, 2017 at 11:56 AM UTC
"If ya can't say something nice
don't say nothing, at all"
Thumper's Mama's word ring true
even unto this day
I try to stay imbued
and follow in the sway
Keeping my mouth in check
and holding my tongue, at bay
Defamation, causing wrecks
words, we didn't mean to say
Criticism abounds
almost everywhere and everyplace
Applause, a far rarer sound
within, the human race
Jan 30, 2017
Jan 30, 2017 at 10:28 AM UTC
There is a green light,
refusing to take shape.
He speaks to me in laughs
and leaves messages in the sunsets.
He nods, as if there is something
he knows that I'll never know.
And he laughs
and laughs
and laughs.
Without a word, it is understood
that I’m the fawn,
slipping on the ice with tangled legs,
and he watches with a silent smile—
a smile I can’t see, but I feel.
the same smile stitched on
with thread spun by
the infinite secrets of the universe.
A smile that tells me
a fawn finds her footing
before night falls.
Dec 1, 2016
Dec 1, 2016 at 11:39 AM UTC
Bambi knew way too much
Far too young
Watched Mama get shot in front
Of eyes and ears just opening
Deafening Death
When Life had just begun
Nov 11, 2015
Nov 11, 2015 at 2:42 PM UTC