There was a snail (named Dale)
with a very long tail
who ventured off into the world.
He said to himself
(Dale the snail)
I'd love to meet a bootiful goil.

So in a flash from space,
with mucus running down her face,
came an alien creature called Joan,
She saw a silver line
(it was a snail trail)
and followed it to see where it goes.

And far in ...the distance
she saw in an instance
at the end of the snail trail sparkling in the sun-
A slimy and sweet
creature she'd love to meet
with a shell on his back for a home.

She said:"I do declare,
you look dashing and fair"
as bubbles oozed from her eyes.
Dale just blushed,
as his face lit up,
and said: "aw you're just saying that you sassy young blob of an alien gawjus sweet thing with no hair :)"

She looked at this tiny dream of a slobber,
he was in awe at her globber.
But their hearts sank at their difference in size.
She was glandular large
like a bright yellow barge
and he was as small as a splarge.

A stick insect saw -
the tragedy of it all
and came up with a very cunning plan.
He knew a wizard once
who ate snails for lunch,
they could trick him to changing her small...

As he told them the tale,
their faces went pale
but their love was too strong for the fear.
So they  slithered and shlozzered
to Joan's flying saucer
to find the castle of Wizzy the ****.

The wizard was waiting
with his eyes full of hating
and a knife and a fork in each hand.
There was garlic and salt
that he took from his vault
and he drooled on his beard as he sang:

"Alien Shpeegle
with shnails in shmeegle,
a delightful shurprishe for a man!
Groggy my groach
with shome shlime on my toasht"
and he pranced and danced with his band.

The spacecraft landed,
unexpectant of ambush,
the couple wanderd on in.
Wizzy swung from a rafter
and trapped Dale in a corner,
and said: "My you'll go well with my Shtew!"

Joan got mad
and rolled on to her lad
and ****** the wizard into her goo.
She suddenly felt all tingly
as she turned into a twinky,
there was nothing more she could do.

The Wizard escaped
and poor Dale met his fate,
and was smeared on the twinky sliced in two.
Wizzy gobbled them up
with some glee in his cup,
and then succumbed to food poisoning goo.

So it seemed that it ended
on that dark cold September,
for the lovers who's loving was doomed...
But on a planet far away
at the early break of day
two souls bubbled in primordial stew.

An amoeba named Dale
and an amoeba named Joan
were floating in bubbles of gas,
So deep the attraction
-the magnetized action,
they could now be together at last. 

Beyond the seas, there are the Isles
Where the old castle once proudly stood
Nothing but a shadow of its former glory
Its land once divided of mortals and other beings

The mist surrounds the ruins
Secrets buried in the grave of the past
But one,
The echoes from both past and present
That once inhabited the old castle

A legend,
Intertwined strings of two souls
How their fates led by one prophecy

The Ethereal and Brilliant One, the Isles princess who shall become the epitome of a King
The Man with a Thousand Names, the creature of the Old who shall become the embodiment of a Knight

Where it all began,
Magic is forbidden
Those whose learn or unfortunately born with magic
Will meet their fate with one swift blow
The law reached far
To a Golden King who ruled over a distant land
A prosperous mortal Kingdom in Albion
The Golden Queen bore a child before passing

The princess had
Hair as bright as the sunrise
Skin as fair as porcelain
Eyes as blue and green as the ocean

The King’s oldest sister
Klorress, who wish the crown for herself
She dreamt of riches and fame
Studied dark magic in secret
The daughter invoked the rising wrath and jealousy

The same Isles princess, a headstrong youth
Many who vied for her hand sung praises about her ocean eyes
Will soon collide with
The same creature of the Old, a sorcerer
Born in the sea fortress who speaks the language of dragons
With a name cannot be spoken in any other land than his own
He travelled far to the ancient Kingdom
Destined to become the companion of the daughter
who's blood shared
with the destruction of dragons by many Kings

Before Midsummer,
Knowing the prophecy first hand, the sorcerer dreaded
She is the key to uniting the whole Isles
To hold the light for mortals and other beings

Scornful of his destiny to protect the crown princess
The princess’ haughtiness exasperated the sorcerer
While his bumblingness and silliness makes him a favourite of ridicule

Their destiny may
have been written in stone, but their journeys together made their friendship and grudging affection flourished

Two idealists seeking justice and truth
Body of a young woman beneath lies the heart and spirit of a King
And
A man who’s in a quest for knowledge of the new World
In absolute, he strengthened his oath of protection

The Golden Princess is not without enemies
His magic was soon revealed
Klorress made attempt to seize the kingdom
With her magic alone,
The King’s sister actions was undermined by the sorcerer

He stood in front before the princess
“I am magic.” He whispers
The confession led to exile

Without a goodbye
He fled to the forest

The next Midsummer has passed,
Dragonlord, the banished magics have called him
In the middle of the forest of thorns
He was free to use his magic yet it doesn’t soothe the ache

Heavy footsteps came
The sight of the unexpectant princess
Harsh red marks on her skin pierced by the thorns
Her dishevelled appearance with a determined look,
She was a sight, she was glorious

Her father, the King has been slayed
The Kingdom is brought on its knees
Klorress’ invading army have sieged the castle
The False Queen wears the crown and sits on the throne

The princess managed to run with the remaining loyal knights
She carried their will as her pride
She now was a contender for the crown
The sorcerer agreed to accompany
The Golden Queen, she shall be

The princess
Rally the people
Against a common foe
She as the rightful heir
To pull the promised sword from the lake
The task was impossible but for this Isles’ sake
It’s a risk she will take

“Have faith,” The sorcerer said
The miracle she held in her hands
Holds the golden sheath written ‘Worthy thee beholder shall bear the same glory I had vowed for’
The sword bathed in light  
The light of eternity
For the words hope and glory engraved in the sword  
As acceptance of destiny

The war ended with two shared blood exchanging swords
One perished and one gravely wounded
The sorcerer carried the princess to heal her wounds
He tells her to hold on despite on the brink of death
Her usual bravado fades little by little
Painting the floor red along the way
Stumbling, the location is too far
She looks into his eyes with unconcealed devotion
The ocean eyes
She says, “Let’s meet again.” instead of goodbye

Gentle sunrise shyly peaked through the leaves
As soon as the light hits, she closed her eyes
She was soon placed on a boat

The boat sailed away
Swallowed by the sea
Where she sails,
Lays beyond his reach
She will breathe her first air in where she rests
The infinite
land where she lays in the flower fields, the promised sovereign was resting

Her demise spread across the land to the seas
Her name achieved immortality

With the sun fading, the moon soon followed
Chasing for the fading light  
He waits for her on the other side
As she on the other end
Detained in the isle near to the fae
Sharing the same view, the gentle waves of the waters that separates them
Waiting for him

Now, the sorcerer wanders towards the old castle
Shrouded of the faded Golden Age
Last time, he walked in a grand castle, he walked with the Golden Queen
Now he walks with his memories
The land was soon caged with conflict
The Isles is in dire need
He walked out of the entrance

The wind shifts, blowing freshly
Through his path
He stops, craning his head to the forest behind him, and just knows
He knows
This is the day she will be with him again
The Golden Queen
The Golden Queen has returned

it made him feel old
     beyond even the years
          he was managing to carry
as he judged the children
storming the carriage
raucous in hi-vis
ever-ebullient despite
their chaperon's plea
to showcase successfully
their inimitable behaviour
only to be scuppered by
a locomotive
     lack of momentum
which did nothing to quell
their impatient effervescence

as the stationary train
     held by an unexplained
          flashing of red signals
awaited its onward journey
through yet another
outbound rush hour
not one single person
elected to sit next to
or even near by
that solitary man
wrapped tightly in coat
bedecked in hood and hat
hands deeply pocketed
and eyes half-closed
blind against his fatigue
and the low-slung sun

unseen by the children
until after their calming
the man appeared to them
     as one of those adults
          not to be disturbed
like their grandpas
deeply snoring on
those rainy Sundays
or their parents
finally at peace
after one of those
     wanton days
steering clear of limbs
and personal space
they are careful to avoid
any proximity to this
slumbering stranger
fearful of the wrath
of such an awakening

appreciating their caution
     unnecessary as it may be
through his squinted
obstructing view
unexpectant and unexpected
he found himself smiling
     at what he could see
     at what he remembered
and stirred playfully
settling deeper into
his feigned slumber
careful to avoid
confounding
any of those
childish preconceptions

the setup between them
came unexpectant
and fast

forced to hold hands
plastic smiles
in place
   vowing to love
      honor
        and even obey

love comes second
   isn't necessary
for learning to tolerate
was their birthright.

Vines of unforgiving heights
climb up through my depths.
Leaves vocalize in delight
beneath my every movement.

Up and down my fingertips
sturdy roots intertwine.
Blooming on unexpectant lips
wild roses whisper tenderness.

Wind across the prairie wide
fill my lungs, rush my soul.
Sweet nector does not hide
from my heightened senses.

Water flows sweet and smooth
to cleanse my ever fiber.
I must dare nothing move
me from this sweet oasis.

Love as simple and as vast
wilderness as his is.
It be my wish of last
to stay entirely lost in.

I stand in it's shadow,
the great dark rock.
It looms and towers,
indescribably imposing.
Yet I know I must ascend it,
conquer it for mine own sake.
I begin, first believing it was hopeless.
Tumbling and slipping as I wade through shale
a stone black as soot.
This entire entity stands darker than night,
challenging me.
I will conquer it,
I know that I must.
Eventually I reach a ledge,
I am nearly there.
It seems like decades since I began,
and it very well may have been.
I look back,
become entranced.
What a sight,
so ominous and stark,
I could not look away.
Towards the summit I continued,
unable to turn my head.
It was close though,
I knew it was.
Somehow,
I was awash with foreboding,
wholly unexpectant  of what was before me.
I succeeded however,
but the victory is not real,
not by any means.
In only a few days,
a minutia of time,
it will challenge me again.
A never ending ritual,
wrought by nature.

When I hear your name I projectile puke in pain, like after acid rain
When you touch me with both ******* I nearly die, like 1 dying guy
from the fright of an unexpectant ******-****** bite, after midnight
When red leaves of destiny fall across our estate, I know it's late, so
I dress up my sister like a street **** and put her on the street as bait

When I hear your name I projectile puke in pain, like after acid rain
When you touch me with both ******* I nearly die, like 1 dying guy
from the fright of an unexpectant ******-****** bite, after midnight
When red leaves of destiny fall across our estate, I know it's late, so
I dress up my sister like a street **** and put her on the street as bait

When I hear your name I projectile puke in pain, like after acid rain
When you touch me with both ******* I nearly die, like 1 dying guy
from the fright of an unexpectant ******-****** bite, after midnight
When red leaves of destiny fall across our estate, I know it's late, so
I dress up my sister like a street **** and put her on the street as bait
I cannot hide that I want to die by suicide so stop ****** me all day,
I hate **** because I ain't gay & I slit both wrists so my life shall be
over in a little bit before I can wipe off the horse **** that I rolled in
I feel more reliant than dependent when my life is discommoded by
terrifying interims of space work that made Spock want to **** Kirk
Protecting your hot ****** with a rifle against ***** relatives counts
when lesbian tension at the annual homosexual family **** mounts
I just saw an exciting movie that featured the late **** Land Cancer
whose ½-brother was the popular gay, *** film freak Burt Lancaster
It rained on the night that we first had ****** ******* with a pan
& I could feel your pancreas rise & fall like a crippled garbage man
You moaned like general George Washington a lot I guess when he
dazzled old bald John Adams in Martha's 1st term, first lady's dress

Monosylabic

lower case

becalmed

day-harm, flexed
with love thin spread
and unexpectant

textbook closure
white-of-lie

two minute token
taken back, on track
to stormless sanctums

          -leaving-

binding plight
of Seven Sisters

supple, vexed
impressed, Celestia
nuzzled by the dazzle dog

          -of evening-

When I hear your name I projectile puke in pain, like after acid rain
When you touch me with both ******* I nearly die, like 1 dying guy
from the fright of an unexpectant ******-****** bite, after midnight
When red leaves of destiny fall across our estate, I know it's late, so
I dress up my sister like a street **** and put her on the street as bait
I cannot hide that I want to die by suicide so stop ****** me all day,
I hate **** because I ain't gay & I slit both wrists so my life shall be
over in a little bit before I can wipe off the horse **** that I rolled in
I feel more reliant than dependent when my life is discommoded by
terrifying interims of space work that made Spock want to **** Kirk
Protecting your hot ****** with a rifle against ***** relatives counts
when lesbian tension at the annual homosexual family **** mounts
I just saw an exciting movie that featured the late **** Land Cancer
whose ½-brother was the popular gay, *** film freak Burt Lancaster
It rained on the night that we first had ****** ******* with a pan
& I could feel your pancreas rise & fall like a crippled garbage man
You moaned like general George Washington a lot I guess when he
dazzled old bald John Adams in Martha's 1st term, first lady's dress

When I hear your name I projectile puke in pain, like after acid rain
When you touch me with both ******* I nearly die, like 1 dying guy
from the fright of an unexpectant ******-****** bite, after midnight
When red leaves of destiny fall across our estate, I know it's late, so
I dress up my sister like a street **** and put her on the street as bait
I cannot hide that I want to die by suicide so stop ****** me all day,
I hate **** because I ain't gay & I slit both wrists so my life shall be
over in a little bit before I can wipe off the horse **** that I rolled in
I feel more reliant than dependent when my life is discommoded by
terrifying interims of space work that made Spock want to **** Kirk
Protecting your hot ****** with a rifle against ***** relatives counts
when lesbian tension at the annual homosexual family **** mounts
I just saw an exciting movie that featured the late **** Land Cancer
whose ½-brother was the popular gay, *** film freak Burt Lancaster
It rained on the night that we first had ****** ******* with a pan
& I could feel your pancreas rise & fall like a crippled garbage man
You moaned like general George Washington a lot I guess when he
dazzled old bald John Adams in Martha's 1st term, first lady's dress