Poetry Post 54 (Parental Advisory: Explicit Content May Casue Unplanned Pregnancy and Headaches Wait That's Alcohol)

Platonic Lust
Joy reflects from the love I see in your face
Offering comfort that follows you every place
Always seems to come from sincerely being concerned
Never causing doubt that your affection is earned
Never have I felt the burden of pain in your presence
Acceptance is innately of your essence
Could you give such love never expecting to receive such love
Others cannot help but be drawn to what you're a part of
For you have all the compassion of a mother, a lover, a nurse and a friend
Forever giving care, a cure, soothing pains with a means to amend
Even when I'm alone thoughts of you keep me company
You, for all you've been, will always be a part of me

The Honeymoon
Feel my fingers stroking you from the neck to the shoulder blade as I taste your earlobe
Caressing fingers like a soft warm wind float across your body to disrobe
Erotically unwrapping the gift of your flesh and bone
Periodically massaging every erogenous zone
Refreshing your nerves easing tension in your muscles until you start to spasm
Embrace the physical communion and lead me to your orgasm
Then great comfort shall follow great ecstasy
As I feel you in my arms next to me

Honeymoon Union Graphic Explicit
I want to fulfill your every wet dream
Liberating your senses and releasing your cream
To see the blood rush through your extremities as I hear you scream
Rushing your neurons over your body like a rapid river stream
And your muscles contract in our grasp at a climax supreme

Poetry Post 53 (I can only count to 54!!!!)

The Law
Laws need be written well defined
If not executed they will be defied
But when laws fail legislation is refined
Hoping better jurisdiction will reside

Charity Case
I'm not looking for alms
Just something that calms
All I do is lay in my misery
While others like you set people free

Foreplay
I want to make love to you just to be a part of you
To bond with you as only two lovers can do
To have our hearts beating next to each other
Keeping in rhythm of one another
Each moving in smooth coordination
Filling every nerve and muscle with sensation
I want our total bodies to embrace
To have for our bodies to feel every trace
To have our fingertips and lips to be everyplace
Gracing and caressing from our toes to our face
Reaching the penultimate even before penetration
Then with bodies lock we peek our sensation

Poetry Post Masters 52

I Want
I want love I want peace
I want death to cease
I want the world to laugh
I want food well staffed
I want to make the world think and feel again
I want mercy to finally win
I want all pain to numb
I want Jehovah's Kingdom

If I Were Perfect
If I were perfect I'd live forever so I'd never die alone
I would throw away these mechanisms so I could make it on my own
If I were perfect I'd fear not where I trod
For if I were perfect I'd be next to God

Charity
I wish I could feed the poor
Until they could need no more
If I could liberate the oppressed
I would become forever self blessed

Poetry Post 51

Slower Pace
There's so much pain inside
I feel like I swallowed pesticide
It is the kind of pain that drives ones to suicide
Sometimes I wonder why my body hasn't failed and died
Well that's what you get if you don't slower your pace
There's no reason to go so fast this is not a race
I got to sit and find a resting place
So the tears of anguish can leave my face

Three Wishes
If I had three wishes
I'd wish for food in all the dishes
I'd wish every little boy and girl to get well
I'd wish for it to rain every day in hell

Political Balance
I don't burn or salute any flag or cross
I don't follow or lead in case we should get loss
I don't make spiteful rebellion of higher authority
But my only allegiance is to Jehovah's Superiority

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Abandon
Why did you desert me
What made you want to hurt me
I want to know why I was abandoned
I want to know why I was shunned
Did you help me grow just to cut me down
You're so sadistic enjoying me frown

Paths
Everything is forced or forbidden
A thin path you must follow sometimes hidden
You must learn to be at your conscience bidden

Hypocrisy
Don't point your finger at me
You are blinded by your hypocrisy
You look for a scapegoat to blame
You deride to move to shame
You look to judge
Those whom you have a grudge
How can one with no sight
Say who is right

Poetry Post 49 (working on the assembly line)

Country Romance
Traveling through the air so fresh and clean
Lost in wonder of such a beautiful scene
Country romance is lingering in the air
As I approach a girl with golden hair
All at once trapped by country romance
At one glimpse I'm stuck in her trance
All at once fueled by burning passion
At one look you have all my compassion

Hello My Friend
It's been awhile since I've seen that smile upon your face
It's been awhile since I've felt your warm embrace
It's been awhile since you came around this place
It's wonderful to feel the presence of your grace

Intellectual Diction Of A Generation
Solitude in a society silent with only sounds of nonsense
Diction so sparse matching heads so dense
Verbal abuse of the vernacular vacuums our age's vision
Words of wisdom weighed out by words of derision

Post 48 of Poetry (from the journal entries of a former zygote)

Mother Complex
I was born with an umbilical cord where a spine should be
But I'm free to be whatever Mother chooses for me
Sitting like a fetus I'd bury my head
My Mother's lap is my blanket and my bed
My Mother's with me even when I'm alone
She is always on my mind it is not my own
She has such high expectations for her accidents
But every step I take is another disappointment

Unconditional Love
Don't worry, there was no test you had to pass
My love for you will always be unconditional
I'll help you in bad times to befall
No matter how long they last
I'll be more than your best friend
I'll be with you anywhere just to show that I care
I'll show my soul bare just for you to share
And pledge I'll follow you to our end

Leslie
My dear Leslie
You are the only one to me
Who can make me truly happy
You give me reason to live
With you I am no longer afraid of the negative
So I may look through to see the positive

Post 47 of Poetry (banned in Ireland)

Future Wife
Looking out upon the world I see
Something more than physical beauty
A woman of gentle spirit and kind heart
So I wish we'd be together and part
One day she will truly love me
She judges a man from inner beauty
Being without her causes pain to me
I can only hope this will be more than fantasy

Winter Survival
Bare branched trees reaching for the sky
Withstanding winter's wrathful wind refusing to die
It makes you wonder why things seem so bleak
For the cruelest winter can't kill nature even when it's weak

Unreturned Love
I've been your slave for so long
I've never done a thing wrong
Why must you continue to ignore me everyday
Tell me if this is in vain and then I'll go my way

The Monkees (Film) Scene IX

(at the previous bar with Peter and Micky)
Peter: (to bartender) Hey where's Davy?
Bartender: He left.
Peter: With another girl?
Bartender: Don't ask who.
Micky: Don't worry Peter you don't need to be Davy's wingman to get a date and knowing Davy like we do his standards aren't so high so long as the girl passes the alcohol test I figured he'd already be gone, so tonight I will, with Carole's consent, be your wingman
Peter: Thanks
Bartender: There's just one problem only costumers can be here and you can't afford a drink.
Micky: Neither could Davy?
Bartender: Yeah, but the women chasing after him could.
Peter: Let's just go.
Bartender: I'll give you a free one Peter but that's all I can afford
Peter: Thanks (Song: Goin' Down)
Sock it to me...
Floatin' down the river
With a saturated liver
And I wish I could forgive her
But I do believe she meant it
When she told me to forget it
And I bet she will regret it
When they find me in the morning wet and drowned
And the word gets 'round
Goin' down Goin' down
Coming' up for air
It's pretty stuffy under there
I'd like to say I didn't care
But I forgot to leave a note
And it's so hard to stay afloat
I'm soakin' wet without a boat
And I knew I should have taken off my shoes
It's front page news
Goin' down
Goin' down
I wish I had another drink
It wouldn't be so hard to sink
I should have taken time to think
Besides I got the picture straight
She must have had another date
I didn't need this extra weight
I wish that I could see the way to shore
Don't want no more
Goin' down
I'm goin' down
And now I see the life I led I slept it all away in bed
I should have learned to swim instead
And now it's really got me stumped I can't believe why I jumped
I'd like to get my tummy pumped
I can't believe they drink this stuff in town
This dirty brown
Goin' down
Goin' down
I wish I looked before I leaped
I didn't know it was so deep
Been down so far I don't get wet
Haven't touched the bottom yet
This river scene is gettin' old
I'm hungry, sleepy, wet and cold
She told me to forget it nice
I should have taken her advice
I only want to go on home
I'd gladly leave that girl alone
What a way to spend the night
If I don't drown, I'll die of fright
My pappy taught me how to float
But I can't swim a single note
He threw me in to teach me how
I stayed there floatin' like a mama cow
And now I've floated way down stream
I know this has to be a dream
If I could find my way to shore
I'd never, never do this anymore
I'll give you three, I've been down nine
I'm goin' down just one more time.
Goin' down.
Goin' down.Now the sky is gettin' light
An everything will be alright
Think I finally got the knack
Just floatin' here lazy on my back
I never really liked that town
I think I'll ride the river down
Just movin' slow and floatin' free
There's a river swingin' under me.
Waving back to the folks on shore
I should have thought of this before
I'm floatin' on down to New Orleans
Goin' to pick up on some swingin' scenes
I know I'll know a better day
I'll go down groovin' all the way
Goin' down
Goin' down

Post 46 of Poetry (My big comeback)

Flying
Laying back looking at the sky
All at once I start to fly
Soaring past the world of agony
Nothing better could there be
Than flying past the world below
Upon the peaceful birds is where to go
No pain or sorrow up here
Where the heart rests and the mind is clear

Dear Michael
Dear Michael you've always been the friend you ought to
You were always there when I was blue
My happiest times were with you
We've been friends who've always seen it through
But now we must say goodbye to yesterday
Now we have nothing to do or say
Except for you to move away
And for me to see if tomorrow will my go my way

Books
A book is a beautiful lie
A wondrous way to let time go by
A marvelous illusion
For those in seclusion
A portal to a world where your emotions are freed
Where all emotions are validated every time you read