Standing atop the pile of ****
The’ve heaped on me for years,
I am not buried in it. Even
The soles of my warrier boots are clean.

My righteous coating still holds fast
And everything they throw at me
Richchets to land as notes
On their St. Peter score card.
       ljm

Devoid of all things, I am numb to the center of my being
Eloquence, spider webs, elegant poison drips from my tongue
Speeding through my veins to trip up the heart
Once more, I find myself broken and bleeding
Lying on the cold marble floor, skirt up, hair down
Angry, crying, mascara streaked down ***** cheeks
The temptation of the bottle too close to turn away
I am nothing without my soul, and that’s long gone now
Only the shell remains, and she’s got a cold shoulder to the world
Nothing much matters anymore, but the darkness and I

Of this much I’m sure, love’s a *****, boys.
**** her before she ***** you.

They’ll carry you to your grave, broken, and battered
Heart stitched shut, riddled with bullet holes and
Engraved upon it will be little scratch marks for every heart broken.

Hell hath no fury, and Love doesn’t forgive, or forget.
Ever. She keeps a scorecard, and she’s got your name on a target
All we can hope for is that she’ll take pity on our souls. Maybe
Remember that she has a heart too. I doubt it.
The most we can believe in is ourselves.

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Ten grueling rounds.
Eight twisted shadows.
Seven broken bones
Four bruised ribs.
Three kicks to the gut.
Two knives in the back,
One ****** lip.
And a final, crushing blow to the head.

All that remains is the cold stench
of betrayal.

I have lost the war with my worst enemy.

Me.

Don't we all sometimes stagger and fall, and taste the dirt
don't we all sometimes wake up to the morning sun and feel the hurt?
Perhaps we all have similar souls that somehow feel the same
maybe we all have minds that short circuit and feel the pain.
Are we all that different when the scorecard is examined  quick
aren't we all just a little disturbed and perhaps a little sick?
I think we are but I can't complain, I have no easy way
to make sure that tomorrow will be a better day.
So I will grab on to the present and hold it close in fear
there is no point in feeling pain that causes us to shed a tear.
Shoot it down, it's useless it drags us back each and every day
but it never stands loud and clear and shows a better way.
I guess I am out of here, alone and on the road
a pack upon my shoulders, feeling pain from yesterdays load.

WHC

He thinks he is DON WAND
A kid Romeo believing he is the man to look upon
He has a forbidden romance scorecard
Doesn’t understand true love
The Little Romeo thinks he is every Woman’s dream to think of
He breaks woman’s hearts
Never finishes what he starts
Yet when woman see Little Romeo, it becomes a depart
Little Romeo calls himself “Romance”
Yet he adds “Chance”
Little Romeo wants to advance
Fat Chance
It becomes for Little Romeo to love
Nothing really to think of
Little Romeo really doesn’t know
He needs someone to show
Little Romeo chants
Woman call it cheat
It sounds more like deceit
Woman trick Little Romeo at his own game
He becomes the woman’s prey to tame
Little Romeo’s mission is totally lame
Grow Up
Understand what love is
Know exactly what you want
Just let Chemistry take its course
Be yourself, and not pretend to be somebody else
Love will help you find your way
Little Romeo, that is the best advice, and you will be ok

you close your eyes and
wrap your arms around yourself,
trying to make yourself as small as possible

you turn off the lights
and hide under the blankets
and suddenly you're seven years old again

hiding under the bed,
hands clamped over your sister's ears,
trying to be strong for the both of you

even though you were seven and
she was only four and
you forfeited your childhood

in the hopes that your baby sister,
the only thing that matters to you,
could grow up happy

you squeeze your eyes shut and
will yourself not to cry,
to stay strong

because she is not worth your tears
and you whisper 'i am strong'
to yourself over and over again

but it doesn't help,
nothing helps anymore,
except for counting

every day you wake up and
add one more tally to your notebook;
a scorecard of how long you've survived

it leaves a bitter taste in your mouth
every time you look at it,
a reminder of your weakness

you take it out sometimes
on nights like this,
to remind yourself that you are good

but then you get an ache in your chest
and your eyes glance over to the bottom drawer
where, hidden away in the back corner, are your blades

and your fingers twitch over your wrist,
like a reflex, and you want to feel the burn once more
you just want to feel again

you want to feel the blade pierce your skin
and watch the blood drip down your arm,
pooling on the bed, staining it

a wave of embarrassment washes over you,
because you're itching to hurt yourself,
and you promised you wouldn't do it again

you try to steady your breath
when she raises her voice again
but it doesn't work

you hear her coming towards your room
and hold your breath
and stay as still as possible

you pretend to be asleep
and take even breaths
and maybe she won’t hurt you

Shedding my skin
Trudging thru ashes again
Mark the scorecard
This life is hard
Maybe one day I'll find away
And in this darkness I won't stay
I'll break the chains that bind me here
I'll break the bubble, of this darkened sphere
Till that day I'll just sit and rock
Waiting for the next shoe to drop

More fool me. You named the
earth a green planet, the sky
often ten shades of punk.  You
told the Angels to leave your

scorecard at the door.

The Angel of abuse to the
Angel of love.  

Much of desire is so short
an afternoon.  

The bulls are running and they
Look to you to have

The answers


Caroline Shank
9.16.23

A Man named Bond
That’s James Bond 007 it is
But his real name is Sean Connery
He made tons of movie action flicks
007 a sequence that sticks
Gadgets used emphasize the adventure effects
They were used as protects
007 being an Agent
I remember one of the movies, THUNDERBALL
Utterance in the word
All action that would be heard
You would often find 007 in female love
Two hearts coming together one can think of
I know now I have your attention
But Sean Connery was more than an Actor
He competed in Bodybuilding Contest such as the Mr. Universe
So you see Sean Connery is Universal
He spans Globe
Across the seas thieves try to steal
But 007 is hot on the trail to see being an Agent is for real
However, Sean Connery life goes beyond the Mr. Universe Title
Try keeping a Scorecard of his accomplishments
You would probably run out of time
Thanks Mr. Connery for your talent
I couldn’t just be silent
007 I know so well
Sean Connery’s Acting that was simply swell
Thanks for the entertain
My heart will always remain
Until we see each other again
Heaven called and you must transcend.

The story surrounding a 10 Year Kid with talent in his hands
His name is Jeremiah Harris known through the land
He plays the Piano with the tone of aroma of Sugar and Spice
Jeremiah’s tempo is superbly nice
I listened wisely to his Parents advice
Practice makes Perfect
The ivories always respond to Jeremiah’s precision fingers
Sometimes when Jeremiah’s hits various notes, the audience becomes spellbound in a pause like they are in a trance
His Concerts are always a sell out
Jeremiah Harris is known about
He States, His Grandfather was an extraordinaire back in his day on the Piano
One Generation to Another
Jeremiah Harris being his own other
His story coming to life
It’s Piano time
Jeremiah’s Friend being the Piano keys
Rehearse creating the elegance
This is Jeremiah Harris time
He is genuine
Jeremiah is going places
You will need a scorecard to keep up the pace
The Road tour awaits
America and the World will appreciate
I can see the Marquee now
Jeremiah Harris, Long Awaited, but has finally Arrived

When your head's hanging on by a thread and you don't wanna get out of bed, the alarm clock goes clang anyway, every day, why bother to set it? I don't get it, maybe I am unbalanced.

Autumn's just another nought on my scorecard,
but everything's so hard,
Oh yes, I wish, says someone in the background, foreground,
found out, ouch.

A kiss before coffee?
make mine a latte
it's gonna be a long day,
****** clock.

One sided relationship
Between the maker and us
Feel obligated to oblige him
Doing everything to please him
We visit him
We obey his laws
We never fault him
We dare to even raise our tone
We use only prayer
As our tool
And devotion as a vehicle
Hoping to catch his attention
In this one way transaction
Guilty made to feel
If we skip any of the above
Got it backwards we're told
He always does his best
As he is epitome of love and trust
Be grateful to where you are
It's his will afterall
Can never go wrong
Scorecard in his hands
Decided by your thoughts and acts
He only totalled them
Your marks a  reflection of your good and flaws
Which is true
I don't know
Will the truth answer my questions
Or is the truth in the question
Why is his presence relevant
If I'm creating my own destiny
If he is destiny
What's the point in worry
Answers not required
Knowing it won't change any