"kds" poems
*He was lonely he knew this
Even though he had the five children.
she had gone
her sickness had won.
She tried so hard
to keep it from him.
But he knew……
.....he knew.
He had resigned homes himself
that no one else would ever
take her place.
Not the space
in his heart that she held.
That was timeless just for her
only her.
But he was lonely.
It had been three years.
A man was not designed
to live alone.
The lady next door
had just moved in.
She had three children
and he saw no husband.
She was very attractive.
he sighed
but who wants a man with
with five kds.
Apparently no one
his last on line date
stopped in her tracks
when he mentioned his five kids.
She made an excuse
to visit the ladies room
and never returned to the table.
He was sat in his hot tub
the kids asleep at last.
She appeared in front of him
holding a bottle of wine.
Mind if I join you she asked.
He looked into her beautiful eyes.
Not at all
but I am naked he blushed.
I was not expecting company
he explained.
She slipped her robe off
and she was naked too.
She stepped into the hot tub.
Naked as he was.
Don't get the wrong idea
she warned.
I wont he sighed.
fate had dealt him him a losing
hand with the ladies.
Well what do think she said
courting a complement.
He whispered softly
almost blushing.
You have beautiful breast.
She smiled
and said
do you ever get lonely?
He answered
only when
my five kids go to bed.
May as well lay
the naked truth out now
five kids.
Are you lonely now?
she asked.
blushing he nodded yes.
very lonely.
A year later
They were having
a backyard barbeque
two of their nine kids
had a birthday on the same day.
The ninth was a tiny baby girl.
Thier new addition
to the tribe.
she watched him.
He held her like gold
in his arms.
It was obvious
he loved her so much.
She said I love you honey
so much.
He looked up into her blue eyes
noticed the grey specks in them
that took his breath away
almost every night.
And said
Not as much as I love you darling.
Amillion miles away
in another universe
.That knows no
darkness or pain
his wife smiled
and blew him a kiss.
whispering
thanks for looking after
my babies my love.*
Feb 8, 2016
Feb 8, 2016 at 12:10 AM UTC
See the blossom of jet black hair
Feeling the golden victory in the air
Rain pondering above this visor
Yet what shields beneath the visor is a skin so fair
So fair but so fake flakes of innocence is lost
At the wake of my dead skin flakes I stand in the midst of the pondering rain
See me soak my jet black hair
Hear the victorious screams in the air
That visor stands cold with one less body to keep hold
I have no Jordan or KDs to keep dry
I have no fake gold that will melt against my skin
Or a blinds guide to care for
My fake flakes rejuvenate
I spin around feeling the spring breeze brush against my knees
As the beauty melts right off of me
Now all the fake and lies in me can be set free
Just like every thing you've ever told me
May 4, 2017
May 4, 2017 at 6:48 AM UTC