"tasha" poems
I was in love
with Denise,
(She sat behind me in the third grade and
moved away in the first few weeks of the fourth),
but it was Tasha,
(who sat next to me and was the
best friend of Denise),
that I would fantasize about.
I would wait in some bush
for her to pass by and then
leap out
wearing a black ski mask and
armed with a rag drenched in chloroform.
The part of the fantasy that would
constantly change was
the way I would drag her back to my trailer.
Sometimes
I would have a Tasha-size duffle bag and
other times
I just dragged her by her feet
or grabbed her by her arm pits.
I often thought it would be smart
to bring my little red wagon.
except that I didn’t have one
In my fantasy it was always late morning
because that’s when my mom wasn’t home.
Once I had Tasha naked in my room
I would tie her hands with a rope secured
to the ceiling
I would pinch and poke and rub Tasha’s body
everywhere.
And stare
She would be blindfolded but
I would leave my ski-mask on
just to be safe,
in case Tasha’s blindfold fell off,
you know?
it’s hard to find chloroform when you’re
only eight.
Anyway,
she would squirm and writhe and
wiggle
but soon she would change a little
and she would start to moan
she would gasp
and eventually
she would beg for more.
And then more Chloroform
I would drag her back
so that when she woke up
she would maybe think it was
just some fantasy SHE had.
But Denise,
when I dreamed of her
we just rode bikes and stuff.
I was in love with her.
Dec 26, 2012
Dec 26, 2012 at 2:27 PM UTC
***Oh Happy Birthday, my beautiful friend
And I am very sorry this is late
My happy wishes to you I do send
And I repeat: I'm sorry this is late
Happy Birthday to one sweet Poetess
Who is named beautifully Natasha
Happy Birthday again, my Poetess
And if you don't mind I'll call you Tasha
As you can see my Poetess is sweet
Because she's my beautiful Fairy Friend
And I love more than the birds that tweet
Because she's my beautiful Fairy Friend
Oh I hope you do like this humble gift
Now we'll on our silk wings fly very swift
~Marian~***
Apr 19, 2013
Apr 19, 2013 at 1:47 PM UTC
**Lots of roses for her Birthday party
As it was held in the garden outside
Look at the pretty rose stationery
That was used for her invitations wide
Oh look how pretty is her rose party
With lots of pretty roses here and there
Oh look at our Birthday Girl of beauty
Oh let us offer her a pretty chair
Oh look at the waltzing red roses sweet
In the garden of unending love
Oh listen to the patter of our Girl's feet
As Tasha waltzes in the sky above
Oh let me dance with you, my dear Tasha
My Birthday Girl with the name: Natasha**
~Marian~
Apr 19, 2013
Apr 19, 2013 at 10:18 PM UTC
you are the Austin to my Uniqua
you meet me in the backyard
Pablo watches from inside the house
Tasha cries in the corner
and your still here
but Anthony's not
Mar 17, 2016
Mar 17, 2016 at 7:53 AM UTC
The Fairies dance with my sweet Tasha
But her name is Natasha
She is such a sweet lovely friend of mine
Being a friend of hers is divine
She is such a sweetheart
We are friends that will never part
I love her dearly
She is a Fairy and that is seen clearly
~Marian~
May 12, 2013
May 12, 2013 at 2:55 PM UTC
All customers are required to wear a mask
except
Steve, Yuri, Pablo, Kevin, John, Roy, Bill
All customers are required to wear a mask
except
Mary, Irina, Maria, Karen, Joyce, Tasha, Jill
All customers are required to wear a mask
except
my cousin, my uncle, my grandma, my dad, me, all our dears
All customers are required to wear a mask
except
those we deem immune from our fears
All customers are required to wear a mask
except
when it's inconvenient and uncomfortable to confront others
All customers are required to wear a mask
except
when we're too busy burying our mothers and brothers
Dec 15, 2020
Dec 15, 2020 at 4:06 PM UTC
Today passed strength
and up gave the gift
she fought long and hard
Now she can rest
no more fear nor pain
She lost the fight that we all must face
and aquited herself with honor
The world is that much poorer
and heaven gained another strong angel
Love you Tasha I'm glad to have known you
you will be missed
May 11, 2015
May 11, 2015 at 9:31 PM UTC
New Jerusalem Worship Center did it again
Pure Gospel through and through
Plenty of Praise from everyone that was due
Celebrity Gospel Recording Artist that performed
The names in appearance were Tasha Cobbs, JJ Hairston and Tye Tribbett
All the recording artist were talent given by Jesus himself
It was nobody else
Each Artist had their own blend of music
It was rhythm straight to the heart
Harmony in lifting Spirits
Praise being blessings in honor of the Lord’s merits
The concert took place at where I worship at New Jerusalem Worship Center
It is known as the big white church in Jamaica, New York
The music was enriched in God’s goodness
Every attendee was the personal witness
God was pleased with the concert turnout
This was a reason to praise with a gloried shout
I am sure the harmony reached the Heavenly gates
The music having many messages for the audience to take in such as, “Change Your Ways”, “This is War with having the Full Christian Armor on”, “It’s time to be Church and not act like Church”, “Let your Faith and prayer be powerful”
Calling on the name of Jesus there is power
It doesn’t matter the day nor the hour
Well the ****** Win Tour Concert ended with a positive note
Death could not hold Jesus down
One day, we will all be Heaven bound.
May 29, 2017
May 29, 2017 at 4:29 PM UTC
When I think about all we’ve been through
I can’t help but smile at the memories I have of you
Like a movie in my head
Where our friendship plays
Beginning to end
Sometimes the movie goes dark
Re-playing all the times we drifted apart.
Sep 14, 2013
Sep 14, 2013 at 1:37 AM UTC
Her name is Tasha shes guyanese i guess shes in her twenties shes indian so i guess shes mastered kama sutra. Or am i just obsessed by the way she move, the way she smile and though my heart cant bare much in room. Is there a reason i am attracted to somes whos petite, so much i couldnt resist but to stare. And though she may not have much she has it all but a man took and now im here like what. Can it be that i am just behind in my line or am i just not attractive enough to get a ticket.
Am i not who am because of her existance. And though i cant even acknowledge my *** addiction. . Am i just a animal could i be deranged because i admit that i wanna rip off her clothes. Or is it that i dont fear to say it but i do fear that if i do admit it she wouldnt look at me the same. Should i just say that i just think your beautiful and i just want you to know that before i even go and enlist...
Nov 12, 2014
Nov 12, 2014 at 9:12 PM UTC
Two young pretty woman
Friends in since the 8th grade
One, Johnnie, was a classy yet
Sensual
And the other, Tasha, plain
And ******
They were both mountaineers
When Johnnie forced Tasha to
Go out and see the sights
Johnnie got the eye
Of a middle aged Tibetan monk
It was love at first sight
Though forbidden
Lama Tashi
And Johnnie Merton the middle of the night
In a shack
Run down yet cozy
There they made love
And talked while kissing
For they really loved each other
Though
One morning
Tasha and her beloved
Were nowhere to be since
Suspicious Johnnie
Looked until she found
Her beloved Tashi
Walking away
And her “friend” Tasha
Running away
This meant one thing
They were coupling.
Enraged at the thought
Johnnie poisoned her friend
Then she recurved a letter
From the Lama
That he made a mistake
And only wanted her
Johnnie crumpled the letter
For it added to her rage
The Tasha survived the
Poisioning
And it sent Johnnie in to a rage
She then took her ice axe
And hacked Tasha to death
With it
Thirty wacks
Then she lured her lover to the shack
And tried to couple
With him
During witch
She gave him
Fifty wacks
With the ice axe
While making love to him.
That was when she
Made the life long mistake
Johnniece “Johnnie” David
Killed herself with an overdose.
No note was left.
Feb 11, 2019
Feb 11, 2019 at 7:08 PM UTC
I have to go to the pussycat heaven
There to find my friend
That brown mottled tabby thing
That sat on the sofa end.
He'd been about almost all our life
Since marriage a time ago
Saw the babies born to us
Loved them right away.
He was a very treasured cat
We knew he was not well
But suddenly he disappeared
Out our cat- flap door.
A last journey of exploration
Steroids helped him run
Let's really hope dear Nuska
Had one last day of fun.
From Evelyn ,Florence ,Alex and Tasha
To their deavely beloved cat of
Fourteen years .
Love Mary x
Apr 15, 2018
Apr 15, 2018 at 11:16 AM UTC
Bonny Child
What shall I teach you
My Bonny child
The history of England
Written for our hour
The places I visited
Are but few
You will do better
I'm not in the que
All that is good and wholesome and true
These are the words I'd tell to you
Yet as I speak them and watch your heart grow
I know there is something you ought to know
If we do our best there is no guarantee
That life will be splendid
Happy as can be.
So what can I teach you
My Bonny child
What words of wisdom
Can be your flower
All I can say
Is I'll be by your side
Put myself second
Give you a smile .
For Alex , Tasha and Evelyn who do it well .
Jan 31, 2018
Jan 31, 2018 at 11:26 AM UTC