Do you remember
The first day of the summer
Of the last year
It was a great pleasure.

Do you miss that night?
We were enjoying the moonlight
It was a lovely sight
And then everything was alright.

Have I fallen in love ever
In my unrest life?
I'll never forget you, never
Even in this stormy weather!

You are still summer rain
In my broken heart
Yeah, I cannot start
My day anymore, turn me back again!

I miss you so much, I love you forever
My heart is broken without you here
I care about you, my dear
Where are you, sweetie, where?

LOVE  A  WOMAN

I just love a woman with a mind
More-so one of her own
Doesn't depend on anyone
An open mind is her home

Doesn't need peers for advice
Always speaks her very mind
Uses the brain she was born with
Her life is hers you'll find

With honesty integrity values too
She walks to the sound of her drum
Doesn't feel the need to tell of her life
If others don't like it best to get one

What is hers it remains hers alone
Her mind is hers within as well
Knows how to keep things to herself
No need for gossip at at all to tell

Knows what she wants and what not
Her smile is priceless her eyes shine
Love a woman who is all woman
Love a woman can make up her mind

Rare to find shes never blind left behind
The very captain of her very own soul
Not a lot to find these days in life
A soul so very on track since days of old

terrence michael sutton
copyright 2018

'Twas eventide of a dead summer's day
Whilst prostrate by shores of loneliness
When a violent tide of love swept his way
And drew him into a sea of pure ecstacy.

Effulgent stars all decked in flocks bright
Sprinkled their timelessly ethereal glow
Upon a vast shadowy looming veil, night,
While floods of kisses showered his brow.

Dreaming of lands beneath the rainbow,
Lands where blossoms of love never vade
But ever as fresh as dew upon the bough,
Or sweet aroma of flow'rs by a glade.

Alas! Little the swain knew how to swim
Hence dreamt never turning back ashore.
But this, all this was but a bootless dream
For as thee and me all truly dost know,

Long ago, in that sea deep his soul fell
Doomed to sight shores of bliss nevermore,
For of swimming, love she knew well
Hence decamped out of sight evermore.


©Kikodinho Edward Alexandros, Kampala, Uganda. 17th.July.2018.

I sit at the bar of life
Looking forward to happy hour
Another beer
A solicited romance
Something
Even a bowl of peanuts that never came
How I yearn for conversation
Warmth
I can only dream
Seated a few chairs away
Is a rainbow haired hillbilly
Backpacking possums
Gees
Can you imagine
He said he lives under
The outskirts of ****** land
He smiles
I smile
I catch a bee from behind
As the bartendress walk by
My eyes look at her behind
And catch honey
My claim to fame
Oh how I wish I were a bee
And had somebody
Like the rainbow haired hillbilly
That tends under the outskirts of ****** land
I look over at him
He's always smiling
Maybe it has something to do
With playing a fiddle and finding music, finding new paths
Goats and milk
And backpacking possums
Or maybe its sublime
Oh, how I wish I could smile
Feel warmth
Sunshine
And look into her peering eyes

Logan Robertson

7/16/18

...
     "This isn't who you are."

    "You're not the girl I used to know."

   "I don't know who you've become."

He repeats these lines
So much these days
It annoys me more than
A broken record ever could
Ever should
Ever would
Cause I told him
I warned him thoroughly

     "I'm not nice."

    "You won't like the real me."

   "I'm not worth fighting for."

But he didn't listen
He filled my head with empty
Promises that he meant
He filled my heart with hollow
Vows that he could never fulfill

     "How can a person be so cold?"

    "How can a lady be so cruel?"

   "How can you change so fast?"

He looks hurt and
I hurt a little
But I shut down
Cause that's what I always do

     "I'm nefarious, lover."

    "Had my heart broken a few times."

   "Now it's made of stone."