I want to kiss you
Slowly tenderly
All over your lips
I want to kiss you
Gently gingerly
Down to your hips
I want to kiss you
Smoothly softly
Up to the tip
I want to kiss you
Kiss you kiss you
Kiss kiss kiss you

Teeth bared
Jaws clenched
Hammer cocked
Yet another
Nailed
Your coffin
Shrouded
In darkness
Sealing you
From bigotry
Disguised
In self justified
Ineloquent
Patriotism
RIP dear brothers
Your Lives Matter!

bullets pierce the night
another black father is stopped
fall is in the air

tender nips
luscious lips
tremulous dips
thrusting hips
sweaty grips
sensual slips
heartbeat skips
total eclipse

and then
one day
my sky
really did fall
and life carried on
without
me
but eventually
i was helped up
slowly
dusted myself off
and i even learned
to smile
again

a great whale breaches
"man-watching"
the pacific stirs

anger unabated
as sinful "humanity"
sows
karmic seeds
of self destruction
the future
visceral
in the present

morning frost
sparkling in the sun
drops of dew

I am the sinner
I am the saint
I am the butcher
I am restraint
I am the tyrant
I am the slave
I am the migrant
Am I depraved?

an afternoon surfing
a whale pod is near
the whales are warning
'tis me they fear

i try...i wonder
at just what we've done
tearing pacific asunder
to be so shunned

we set out
expeditiously
climbing quizzical
stony faces
grasping
slithering
clambering
to the top
we lay down
spent
you have breathed
sweet life again
past parched
unloved lips
into an empty soul
craving
simply
to be quenched

the winds relentless
asserting their right of way
man cowers for peace

Make sure your worst enemy
doesn't live between your
own two ears

fear not radicals
as we break bread together
we hunger as one

I try to be poetic
This is hardly a gift
It's linguistic aesthetics
For emotional rifts

Humble are the poets
Who write with such skill
For they foster heroics
And cry with ther quills

a cold winter blast
two songbirds boldly took flight
eloquent silence

We now desire less
Eating beyond gluttony
People are starving?

Let's hold hands
Weep with me
Share with me
Your pain
Our friendship
Is sweet duty
To wash away
The stains

and
when my
anger
finally extinguished
itself and me
i was nothing
but
a hollow shell
of emptiness

lust driven
sin-onyms
heartwarming
antonyms
where truth is
semantical
and lies
dialectical
and fine double
negatives
are asynctactically
superlative

cradled in your gaze
in the absence of movement
are we one - at peace?

We wish we knew you Mr Brown
The lights glow dim in Poets Town
We stand beside Magnolia trees
And pray your soul is fancy free

I read your verse with teary eyes
And hope that I can be as wise
You were a gentle soul of song
The joy you brought is just as strong

I'm glad your verse you did not brave
Upon Magnolias to engrave
Your words of wit are safe with me
For Poets Town is your tree!

Unlike the old Magnolia tree
Poets Town is full of spree
She was a fool to lose your crown
But we'll always love you Mr. Brown!

Louis Brown Jan 2011

The Old Magnolia Tree

Beneath the old magnolia tree
I used to hold you close to me
And there I carved upon that tree
That I loved you and you loved me

Beneath the white magnolia blooms
You cast a spell with your perfume
I believed those wooden words were true
Ingrained in hearts of me and you

But time wears out what boys engrave
Nothing's left of the love you gave
Except that old magnolia scar....
I wish our love had come so far

Yeah, I wish those words were still on track
Cause every spring I dream me back
To tender lips and sweet perfume
Beneath the white magnolia blooms

But time wears out what boys engrave
Nothing's left of the love you gave
Except that old magnolia tree
Reminding me.....reminding me......
Copyright Louis Brown
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This was a poem I wrote to honor Mr Brown whom I sadly never got to know but was a brilliant poet on HP!
Miss his verse...

Ode To Mr. Louis Brown

We wish we knew you Mr Brown

The lights glow dim in Poetry Town

We stand beside Magnolia trees

And pray your soul is fancy free



I read your verse with teary eyes

And hope that I can be as wise

You were a gentle soul of song

The joy you brought is just as strong 



I'm glad your verse you did not brave
Upon Magnolias to engrave

Your words of wit are safe with me

For Poetry Town is your tree!



Unlike that old Magnolia tree

Poetry Town is full of spree

She was a fool to lose your crown

But we'll always love you Mr. Brown!

Phoochkas to right of me
Phoochkas to left of me
Phoochkas in front of me
Garnished and Savored
Spiced with chaat this shell
A pani puri dunking swell
Into the jaws of yum
Into my mouth a spell
  Phoochkas by the dozen!

i watch
i shield
my candle
she flickers
she glows
she melts
away
slowly melting
my heart
i watch
i shield
my candle
my mother's
long goodbye

"I"
My mind
The creator
Of unachievable
Adonistic beliefs
Goes hammer and tongs
As an angry blacksmith
Fragmenting further
What was once
Beautiful
Innocent
Whole

cryptic rivers meet
unfathomable oceans
nature understands

saturday morning
maple syrup on pancakes
heartwarming embraces

flash floods of emotion
moisten dry parched lips
sensual springs effervescing
quenching unquenchable hips
tranquil rivers wind
hearts entwine
breath skips

you're my reason
you're my will
felling demons
so we may build
our little Eden
gives me chills
love love's freedom
love the thrill