#introduce
Fifteen years going on sixteen,
well recall many pinprick
moments of our combinatory
existentialism
But an early moment reappeared,
in a period of contemplation as I
this morn, wove my way thru Manhattan
city streets, during my diurnal walk of
composition, a tradition Walt Whitman
passed on to me, in Leaves of Grass, so
over my Manhattan journey~obstacle course,
now a three times weekly endeavor, of
a two and one quarter miles duration,
this came unto me
Very early on, in our ro~dance
we attended some cocktail/
business function, properly attired,
a first for us, and thus a tad exciting,
and in the elevation machine at the
Waldorf Astoria Tower sky bounding,
she stun gunned me with the simplest
of positories…
How shall you introduce me?.
this nimble tounge, so rarely at a loss,
gave an intuitive and simple answer:
You are my girl friend, no pretense,
I proffered and she thoughtfully
replied,
*While an absolute truth,
perhaps since I am a Nana,
over twice,
and you, a Grandfather
over thrice,
perhaps something less
juvenile is in order?*
Mmm, perhaps you are right, then
let me suggest boldly to name you
as my lover, none other and let
their mouths fall agape so full
of their crackered
canapés?
She paused a moment on our ascent,
replying,
*Undoubtedly true and such
a good lover are you, but the touch of ******
in many an impoverished mind, gives it a
tangy hint of the unseemly tho, b u t
if that’s your preference, lover will it be,
but perhaps wordsmith, you keep on trying?*
Ah I knew a rejection letter when I got one,
so cruising higher, proffered a ‘my best friend?’
but her glance clearly indicated that suggestion,
wholly unworthy of my skilled verbosity and
more appropriate to a dodgy dog, if such I did
possess
The elevators of NYC, are sure and swift in
elevating its population, and a growling
desperado emotive was taking me hostage,
I had what is now a “3S look,” an abbreviation
for when I wear my Simply Stupefied Smile
*Perhaps I may suggest that should the need
arise for you to introduce me in a phrase accurate
and simple, that might suffice?*
Smilingly weakly, I, poet, awaited what surely
was to be an obvious solution to my wordy
and worldly failure,
*Please introduce me as
Your Biggest Fan
and I shall, dear one,
if asked,
will offer you up as my
Only Love Poet*
And to this day, when introduction~making,
I feel the sweet smile of an invisible and
silent kick in my humbled and egotistical
****
Mar 9, 2024
Mar 9, 2024 at 7:13 AM UTC
Care, without a world in the air
And one leg propped up upon the other
As if the universe didn't exist
As if the words and thoughts were as one, unminced
And so I am introduced to you once again
My future friend
Hello
Aug 22, 2019
Aug 22, 2019 at 4:50 PM UTC
Can you tell me please,
Who the **** finds it a breeze
To scan poems in several identities
Just to minus all the
Comments?
Jun 12, 2019
Jun 12, 2019 at 2:23 AM UTC
Just like a morning star,
like a beam of light waking you up,
I came in here, haven't said you sup,
I'm in awe how glorious you are.
Boredom is hidden in a routine
When there is nothing new,
Getting killed by time's queue
Slave of this hell for a long time you have been.
There's nothing special on a little rose,
Even though it may shine the dark face bright
So wee me trying to grow up,
Struggle to lift corners of your mouth.
So as the sun on the sky,
as the moon in the night
as they share the sky,
to share some of mine would be right.
All the people have to sleep,
And the need is soo deep,
They must follow the surrounding,
and darker it is getting,
the stronger is the feeling.
There is nothing funny about me,
So follow me, you will fall asleep.
It's well-known feeling,
Lying in a lonely bed,
without love, a mind is soo distracted
Imagine me,
with the head under the pillow,
with the tear on my cheek, ruined.
Give me some like or love,
No more sadness, blessed I will be.
Fun and peace.
Jul 13, 2017
Jul 13, 2017 at 9:05 AM UTC
Hi, hello, I'm here.
My name is Lucas-Jasper, but you can call me Jas. (pronounced J-Ass) Never call me LJ. That's weird.
I'm an Aries, and I'm dumb.
Sometimes I'll write about wth is going on, or I'll write poetry, or nothing at all.
Idk man.
(Feel free to message me whenever *** I'm always on the search for interweb friends)
- Jas
Jun 16, 2015
Jun 16, 2015 at 10:24 PM UTC