Living

Living


On the edge, with a different point of view
The getting, by another, the same as you
What’s up is up, what’s down is down
How a smile is to a frown
It’s black and white
It’s day and night
When two connect
Each other must protect
High 5’s, the virtual kind
Sharing of similar mind
Jabs, coyly given in jest
Air hugs, when hearts are not at its best
Many friends in parts of the world
But one, makes lips sweetly curl
Distance strikes from time to time
Wonders, in reason or rhyme
Mine is not to drift and die
But to live and try
Being alone, does not sadness make?
Accept, to live it with choices made
Some say they get it
Only one, knows it
Whose stride glides in a similar gate
Side by side a virtual soul mate
The missing truly hurts
Hope, sublimely worse
Until united perchance again
To laugh aloud at life’s pain
Time apart can heal
Forge a bond of steel
When two hearts beat as one
Under the same moon and sun
Longing of a face, long not seen
But lit up, on a illuminated screen
How would it end if never met
The thought, painful blooms beget
Pondering over burning canabis
Best leave it as it is
To destiny, come what may is His
In Living, a soul too tired to do this


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All Night Long

Surrounded by people no more

Scent of perfume forlorn

Spirits disinfecting

Souls disappearing

Oh how far man has come

Over time counting to a sum

Oblivious, as the end of life looms

Overwhelmed by deaths toxic fumes

Struggling to find the words

Sadness crying and it hurts

Strikes a moment the world is hushed

Starts the first line of a poetic thrush

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Yes, Yes, Yes

Whispered gently, ever so gently

With every touch felt from the vibe of these words. Echoes in time every syllable and rhyme. Trying to keep, rhythm flowing, tugging hair, nails deep, clawing flesh red and bleeding.

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…tugging hair, nails deep, clawing flesh red and bleeding. Lips to lips, hands clutching hands, legs that entwine like the vines that sprout fruit to make wine. Drunk on the very thought, grooving on a buzz, lit afire by the desire to make love all night long

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…make love all night long

Ax

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Forever Yours, My Love

Forever Yours, My Love


I find myself in the dark
Think of a time
love struck my heart

Floated in slow,
like a butterfly dancing in the meadow

I swear,
when she said hello my knees buckled,
my smile sparkled

Straining to see her eyes
I flipped through the pages of her time
Its this kind of love that has me stuck in a world surrounded by wifi

Poetry collided, it melded into a duet like it was making love under a sunset

Words fused as one, flowing lines, creating verses, spinning the world on its axis

She wanted a kiss, I craved that bliss

If only the matrix were real, transporting me from the surreal, so I can feel

To know the touch I speak-of and whisper, forever yours, my-love


Ax

A Poets Mess

A Poets Mess

Words flowing in syllables,
creating visual beats
A comma produces a pause,
like taking a turn on the streets
Trying to make sense,
reading these words of a poets mess…

Moonlit sky on a peaceful night
The black of space is blue tonight
Gaze upon a single star
Searching for words from afar
How can a poet describe what he sees
If he doesn’t feel the moment appear
Clouds that barely move, covers the moon
Sweep across its back, a blank consumes
Wordless, a disease of the mind
When creation is hard to find
How can a poet describe what she sees
When her heart, only feels, the tease
Fighting the void by throwing in thoughts
Jumbled, mumbled, conjugates not
A phrase that would meld to tell
The death of a poet, he fell
How can a poet describe what it sees
When it can’t, see the forest, for the trees


Ax

High As A Kite, Unconditionally

High As A Kite, Unconditionally


I once flew a kite
that was gifted to me
The first of nothing else
ever did I see
I know not how it came to be
but he gave that kite to me
A fathers gift or a barters deal
I do not see
Not for any other reason that it could be
That means nothing to me

I set that kite myself alone
Step by step I tried to see
The image
That my gift would fly
High as a kite
In me
I watched that kite dip and dive
I yelled, dad look and see
As if wings sprouted from my back
It carried me
I floated high to the sky
Surely he must see
A child wanting for nothing but love
High as a kite, Unconditionally


Ax