You do not do, you do not do
Any more, black shoe
In which I have lived like a foot
For thirty years, poor and white,
Barely daring to breathe or Achoo.

Daddy, I have had to kill you.
You died before I had time—
Marble-heavy, a bag full of God,
Ghastly statue with one gray toe
Big as a Frisco seal

And a head in the freakish Atlantic
Where it pours bean green over blue
In the waters off the beautiful Nauset.
I used to pray to recover you.
Ach, du.

In the German tongue, in the Polish town
Scraped flat by the roller
Of wars, wars, wars.
But the name of the town is common.
My Polack friend

Says there are a dozen or two.
So I never could tell where you
Put your foot, your root,
I never could talk to you.
The tongue stuck in my jaw.

It stuck in a barb wire snare.
Ich, ich, ich, ich,
I could hardly speak.
I thought every German was you.
And the language obscene

An engine, an engine,
Chuffing me off like a Jew.
A Jew to Dachau, Auschwitz, Belsen.
I began to talk like a Jew.
I think I may well be a Jew.

The snows of the Tyrol, the clear beer of Vienna
Are not very pure or true.
With my gypsy ancestress and my weird luck
And my Taroc pack and my Taroc pack
I may be a bit of a Jew.

I have always been scared of you,
With your Luftwaffe, your gobbledygoo.
And your neat mustache
And your Aryan eye, bright blue.
Panzer-man, panzer-man, O You——

Not God but a swastika
So black no sky could squeak through.
Every woman adores a Fascist,
The boot in the face, the brute
Brute heart of a brute like you.

You stand at the blackboard, daddy,
In the picture I have of you,
A cleft in your chin instead of your foot
But no less a devil for that, no not
Any less the black man who

Bit my pretty red heart in two.
I was ten when they buried you.
At twenty I tried to die
And get back, back, back to you.
I thought even the bones would do.

But they pulled me out of the sack,
And they stuck me together with glue.
And then I knew what to do.
I made a model of you,
A man in black with a Meinkampf look

And a love of the rack and the screw.
And I said I do, I do.
So daddy, I'm finally through.
The black telephone's off at the root,
The voices just can't worm through.

If I've killed one man, I've killed two—
The vampire who said he was you
And drank my blood for a year,
Seven years, if you want to know.
Daddy, you can lie back now.

There's a stake in your fat black heart
And the villagers never liked you.
They are dancing and stamping on you.
They always knew it was you.
Daddy, daddy, you bastard, I'm through.

The sun may cloud forever,
The sea may dry up in an instant,
The axis of the earth can be broken
Like a weak crystal.
Everything will happen! May death
Cover me with his funeral crepe,
But never in me can it be extinguished
The flame of your love.

-- Tue Jan 22, 2019 5:04 am --

My land? My land is you.
My people? My people are you.
Exile and death for me are where you are not.
And my life? Tell me, my life, what is it, if it is not you?

Between my love and I have to get up
three hundred nights like three hundred walls
and the sea will be a magic between us.
There will be nothing but memories.
Oh evenings worthy of the pain,
Hopeful nights of looking at you,
fields of my way, firmament
what am I seeing and losing....
Definitive as a marble
Your absence will sadden other afternoons.

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I write sometimes, but I'm not nearly as good as you guys. But here's a little love poem ^^'


Thee, have come to my life,

Like a light;

Pulled me close, with love

Hugging the darkness, that I hide...


Sheltered me in thy heart,

Knowing well, it can tear thee apart;

Embraced me, so tight

Against all odds, putting up a fight.


Oh beautiful, beautiful this feeling is,

The love thee give to me;

Who wants heaven anymore

Feels like, heaven has come down to me.


Oh, my dearest, I never

Never want to be without

Cause, thou art the reason, for what

I can scream "I AM HAPPY" out loud


Oh, my only one, tell me

How should I love thee more?

When thou art already the empress

And ruling my heart from the very core.

In a dream of an evening, my journey was completed for me.
The clouds turned red, but it was not for the sunset,
And the wind howled fire, leaving the jungle in ruin.

For we the people who crawl upon the earth, howls and bewilderment,
But on the airwaves the mockingbirds chattered on-
Of our plight they would not sing.

In our desperation, we turned to the eagle,
Desperate because we already knew:
The eagle had always fancied to soar among red clouds.

At last conscience condemned me.
So I wandered through the jungle ruin,
Searching for lions lying among lambs.

Haunted by the ghosts of a divided house,
I found the sheep content with their grass and dancing stars,
Lions dejected, mourning the loss of their pride.

I offered them a new Constitution,
promising liberty if they would hazard their lives
and justice for those who want it.

Then I awoke, myself for the first time,
Yearning for that brave dream I had left behind,
A country we could call our own.

There's consequences in all we say and do
Go forward and walk your walk and I'll go ahead and talk my talk
Quite distraught due to the fact that you're too good to be true
I know that the Lord of Accord will be following me like my shimmering shadow wherever I walk

I will walk and walk
And I will talk my talk
I will practice what I preach
To the pupils, I will teach

Pensive propositions is my speech's mission
Honor and think through Constructive criticism
Cleverly-written composition begin to slightly transition
Take correction not for granite...with optimism that is symmetrical like a puny prism

Free-spirited I long to be
With you as long as I thrive to wondrously live
I want to flee and be set free
Let go and have consideration to generously give
Be anxious for nothing
Love all and do your thang
God's spirit is available to us 24/7
I always make my way to 7-eleven

Doing away with the latter days of my lament
Live in the present of yesterday's tomorrow
My mind constantly whirls around like a hurricane near the beach and tornado in the east side of the United States - my mind is cozy in God's tent
Repenting slowly, but surely until sorrow is a healing scar that flies away in recovery like a splendid, spunky sparrow

Hooking up problems I need to fix
At least I don't receive a million kiks
Tweet me, Facebook me, tumblr me...insta me...younow me...
But I'll still be lonely as can be
Fruit of the spirit drives me to drift away from deception's flow that's broad and deceiving
Faithful and loyal with dignity and positivity is what I crave in my character of behave-and-be-brave...
Self-control braces itself upon my inner being and I accept it kindly
Patience paints a picture of peace in the frame of my mind silently

Human nature
Is enmity to God that is evil and impure
It leads to death I'm sure
God's way - the way of life at least in my humble opinion, which will be a fact in the near future

It's okay to be different
It's alright to be working on perfection
As long as you repent
For all the downfalls and sins we've committed that gave you inner infection

Reveal to me His spirit and the life it produces fruitfully
Zealous is the sun that shines upon me oh so dutifully
Gracious be to the sons and daughters of Him who has made the world so beautifully
Until Satan tainted it with sinister avarice and insidious, chaotic catastrophe

Quit your disputes and quarrels and arguing alike
Stop trolling people on the net...or you'll have something to regret
Listen to instruction
Accept correction
You choose destruction or construction
Do you want His amazing affection or His raging rejection!!?

Foundation of faithfulness
Goes to the called ones in God's family alone and He is the Father we look upon
Obliteration of misery's mess
Come on and follow me...I will be your responsible leader from now on

I want knowledge from God
From on high, not down below in Satan's Despising Nature
People just ignore and nod
Approach people in the nicest way and react, act and think good thoughts and good actions and interactions that are grown-up and mature

Need I proclaim my beliefs to all the world, Lord?
Should I explain myself constantly? What's my award? Reward?
What if I commit sins that I can't afford?
I hoard shame in my brain basement, but you played skillfully on the I-forgive-you keyboard

There's a reason behind what God does
Do not remain blind or deaf
The spirit of stupor is splendid to my human nature....and its faithless flaws
I don't understand your plate's creativity, my chill chef

God selects His special chosen one
He sees the nature and character of each and everyone
He is the guide to everlasting life that's full of blessings and miracles
But, my life is full of depression dungeons and mysterious black holes

Eat Christ's flesh and drink His blood of His Father's Wise Sayings and Life-giving Word
You must abstain from lusts of your gullible, heartless hearts and your prayers will be heard
If you don't believe and betray Him for life,
Your life will end in jaded death and strife

I wish I can declare His Word to all nations
But I get nervous and soft-spoken beyond frustrations and heightened hesitations
I'm awkward... Why was I called in His church?
Am I a bird that has nowhere to truly rest and perch?

Predicaments in double trouble dilemmas substantially produce like cells in the body
Free me, heal thee, I die for you to live...I live for you to die...your hard heart makes my softness wither with everybody
Wide and broad are the path of many in this world of woe...and no one fully knows why
Difficulty be to the few who choose the narrow route that leads to constructive criticism by Lotd Most High

Once saved, always saved -
A belief originated in Christianity
I beg to differ - His saving grace has waved
Its effortless goodbye to Human's Atrocity

Labor in prayer, don't swelter
Work in love, sweat off hate and swear not
Be a giver, not a getter
Resist the urge to sin and persevere always, even in the darkness we rot

Discipline yourself
Through enduring self-control
Unlearn Satan's nature, as small as an elf
Compared to God's Giant Word that is a life tool to be rid of the fool inside us as a whole

Doing evil will have its aftershocks sting us like a viper
It will shoot us down, so bite the bullet of the serpent's sniper
I pray that I live in sanctuary city for the time being
I envy the happy-go-lucky and dislike what I'm seeing

Drinking in the Lord's yoke,
Mixed with the Words He spoke
You bind me with a biggo blind fold
Your spirit's intention is to simply scold

Faithful Moses parted the Red Sea
Miracles and curses shelter thee
I never knew that my life was of significance
Until I noticed that everyone is living in ignorance

Except the called ones...
Faith that weigh a trillion tons
Thank God for everything good
His word is a nourishing food

Emerge from the scorching coals and ice fire of your existence
Transform yourself before you remain in ashes' realm...seek repentance
The good news of the Kingdom of God is ringing in my ears
Wondering when it will be that day of awesome forever years

I will walk and walk
And I will talk my talk
I will practice what I preach
To the pupils, I will teach

Fret not the desires on fire and the passionate petitions of your young heart
Do not worship other gods before Him - Frey will fade away from the start
The gods of the east have come to get their revenge towards the gods of the east
The battle between them is beast...it's like enjoying a feast of chaos and commotion and peace and emotion...but their attitudes puff up like the bread ingredients that includes yeast

-- Tue Aug 04, 2020 8:31 pm --

When I was a child
Everything was magical
Full of mystery and the unknown
I read hundreds of books
The library my haven
My home
Hours upon hours
Night and day
I read and got lost in text
They supplied me with adventures
Secret journeys
Fun and fairy tales
I absorbed the words like a sponge
The books were my food
I devoured chapters of verse
Engrossed in paper previously trees
Entered my own little world

In my childhood dreams
Fairies were my friends
We played hop scotch on stumps of old trees
Jumped gaily across ponds
Using lily pads as our stepping stones
We stopped to talk to frogs and toads
Who sung in chorus
As we made our way along
We threw leaves in the air with glee
I danced in the rain
With pixies and elves
Gnomes and leprechauns gently teased
No hate or malice is allowed here
Just happiness and lots of cheer

Together we played hide and seek
The invisible creatures cheated of course!
“That’s not fair!” we all cry
“It’s only a game!” They reply
We forgive them
It’s all part of their charm
We chased each other through dense woodlands and trees
The bright round moon giving us some light
It was dark and spooky
But exciting at the same time
We were happy
Having fun
I wanted to dream day and night

The pixies were a bit naughty
Used to hide the keys to doors
But we were all magical in my dreams
We walked straight through them
Keys were just objects
We became like shadows we
Shimmering through walls
Like ghosts
And ghouls
The pixies played tricks on us
They lay in wait behind trees
Jumping out on springy green legs
They frighten us with a start
The fairies reprimand them
But pixies do not care
The tiny creatures laugh their pointed shoes off
And they run along
To another dark place
To startle us once again

The gnomes are round bodied and happy
All dressed the same
In floppy hats and wide belts
Stand in your garden perfectly still
They guard it from all things bad with pride
But they hide a secret as well
They run around your garden
Moving objects from their place
They play leapfrog on toadstools
Knock on your door and run away
You will never hear them
Or see them indeed
They are invisible to most at play

The gnomes chase the bees away
They want the honey for themselves
To eat on toast
Or give Winnie the Pooh
They guard the flowers
Like neighbourhood watch
Miniature security guards
Less than a foot tall
They stop deathly still
Looking like statues
As soon as they know you are there

The garden is a haven
For birds and animals alike
And the tiny magical creatures
Keep everything so bright
The fairies give it colour
The pixies provide aroma
Witches make the potions
To fertilise the earth
The sun shines down to bless it
Making it all look nice
Everyone helps in their own little way
And at night it comes alive

Fairies would take me to their home
Deep within dense bushes they live
At the bottom of an old tree
A tiny door is hidden in the stump
I shrink so I will fit in the door
Oh my days it’s so pretty inside
A never ending cave full of twinkling lights
Jewels gleam and shine within the walls
The floor is glittering with grains of gold
The sky is the ceiling
Bright shining stars challenge the blackness of the night
The paths are lined with flowers
The colours of the rainbow in full bloom
The fairies and I skip along
Arm in arm
To a kingdom far beyond
We slide up rainbows here
To get from place to place
And back down the other side
A rollercoaster of dreams you could say
The little leprechauns help us
They are our guide

In my childhood dreams fairy tales came true
I met Cinderella at the ball
Looking beautiful in her gown
A pale shade of baby blue
It sparkled as she danced
Trailing behind her along the ground
Swirling as her Prince Charming swung her around
In tune to the music
Birdsong
Sung by her friends who had helped her in the past
When her life was hard
She scrubbed floors till she was sore
While her sisters laughed on full of scorn

I met her fairy godmother too
Floating in on a cloud to attend
A lace dress of pure white
With diamonds that glistened
It sparkled like a million lights
She was elegant
Spoke softly and slowly
She was calming and had grace
Her hair was as white as snow
Her eyes as blue as ice
Her magic wand twinkled as she cast her spells of love
Conjuring all things nice

Snow White was there
With seven dwarves of course
Grumpy attended
He didn’t look happy
To go I suspect he was forced
Bashful met a beautiful girl
He was too shy to ask her out
He had met Cinderella before
He loved her but from afar
But he was happy she was happy
With her new groom the prince
They looked beautiful together
And shined like stars

Aladdin wasn’t invited
Because of the forty thieves
The tortoise got there early
Just plodded along with no rush
The hare raced past him but wore himself out
Plenty of time he could afford
He had a quick sleep
The tortoise strolled past
And arrived at the castle before
The hare was late
Had a very red face
Always in a hurry
He never ever learns
And always underestimates

Dandelions…
They flutter, now I see
Fiery lions…
They're dancing with me
Sunlight…
Come out and shine down
Moonlight…
Shun out my darkened frown

I am the infinitesimal stars in the tranquil, terrestrial night
I am the scars minutes before the sunlit dawn
You are extraordinary like the terrain in the sky of delight
Sweep away the darkest rays tonight and invite in cheery company of delightful, beautiful enlightenment, bright and zealous as a knights' might, but nevertheless, brought forth by His son

Lord, before I was born,
You did marvelous miracles in disguise again and again
I’m a fire within, so torn
Due to stressed-out resentment and impure, untamed sin

Tame my everlasting fires of wild desires…
They’re insane without a good name, a dried-up grain
It tires me out, burns me out like wildfires
That ignite in my once-mild brain, hard to truly attain…

Terrified and petrified
By being with you
I was horrified and cried,
Being around you too,
Darkness deep down, draining me so more or less
With daunting, damaging distress, left me hopeless
It drowns me drastically,
Way too complicated to merely express
Freedom acted like captivity…
Reality got confused with fantasy I guess

Lord, You are my cure
From these impure sins I commit everyday
Must say, I will endure
These waves of emotions and dangers today

Who knows, who really knows
Where the wicked wind blows
Who knows, I may never know
Where the blessed breeze will blow
But, I know for sure…that, you know,
I will come to completely understand
The sun above will glow and grow
Like dandy lions, bravery almost at hand
Who knows, who really knows
Where the wicked wind blows
Who knows, who will ever know
How the shows of faith shall show
In the eyes of a benevolent believer…
Have faith, be not deceived
The future will return no longer a blur
Sorry, I feel you, I grieved

The rain from clouds overhead
Will shower upon us pressure and dread
The gravity might leave us dead

But, He will see us through and cut off doubts' thread
He will give us gracious evergreen to roam in instead

Wish I can be free, immediately
The desert knows how I feel immensely
The cloudy lake sparkles in bliss ecstasy
I need to rejoice to reveal radiance to many
That, I will do and He'll make it happen gladly
The stars that twinkle, shooting triumphantly
Wish I prayed more to be mega-motivated vigorously

Lord, You look after me…
So grateful for Your watch that illuminates me most assuredly
Your very vigilant vitality
Your quietude is my spiritual interlude that latches on to me

Shadows and reflections
Taunt and haunt me with several battles and afterwards, harsh rejections
There are some exceptions
I have been appreciated, accepted and loved with all kinds of affections

You wander in my space of my embrace
You ponder what went wrong in the first place
It was all because of your rapidly difficult race,
Needed to overcome, being last place in disgrace

Your silhouette sweeps away the sorrow
You motivate me to move on till tomorrow
Fade away the hours spent on worrying and grief
Dread drove me to bed, brought me a lack of relief

Entrenched in embarrassment, engrained in impulsive, inner-core glow
Because that inner glow can be as precious and ebony as a plum; although,
I believe that positive affirmations and notion-inspired memories that flow
Like a river of deliverance, reflecting radiant candlelight since forever ago

I adored you, but not as much as I did before
You were my body, from outer layer to core
You rubbed my weary, hardened temples to paradise, genuine with no hidden lies
You felt me all over by your sensual gaze until we saw each others' beloved eyes

We are dandelions…
We are champions…
In our own silent wars
I need His cure for these scars..
I bear unbearably and terribly….
Tension-tainted passion, possibly,
Will disappear without a trace of horrendous fear
I cried myself to sleep, so I won’t let fall my tear

Vanish, oh anguish of awful scarce hope
A change that is of childlike, clever cheer –
I need that to draw near and to hold me dear
All of these hardships, I find hard to cope

We are chickens, unchained from crowded factories
We are the feathers of a billion birds that flutter at ease
Release me from the cell that I know of all-too-well
Dance with me, brave and bright lions,
In this den of dandelions and daisies in which we dwell
I find it swell that we remained champions
Sway with me and stay with me for a while and might as well
Grow and glow like iridescent and elegant shine
I often wish, wholeheartedly, you were mine

Oh, it wasn’t meant to be
Unfortunately; however, maybe,
One day, I’ll come to see
My soon-to-be love of sincerity

Perhaps, she would totally uplift my mood
Uplift me when I feel madly misunderstood
Actually, it would be good to be understood
Instead of being taken advantaged of,
No, that’s no good…one day, my love
Will explore with me in the wondrous woods joyfully
And will share with me adoration in exuberant ecstasy
And, lastly, give me everlasting encouragement genuinely

That special day will come
When I will meet that someone
That will appreciate all of me
For who I am and will be entirely

Yes, I'm clearly not the only one
Lonely without hardly anyone
Except you, acceptance in my mind
While my heart is gravity-bound, weighed down,
Once ascending and one-of-a-kind
My delicate smile will never, ever be an ugly frown
We will be as one sun with His son
There's a great chance for everyone

Maturity in me
Will grow exceptionally
God will maneuver dreams to reality
No longer shall we be like lambs that rove aimlessly…
I am a dandy lion in my Father's garden that I fancy

Lazily lying with the sheep of weep-no-more
Reap remedies of relief from shore to shore
According to God's plan for us, eventually in store
So, drifting away will not be our problem anymore

Solutions soar…..
Climb up the uplifting stairs,
Leading to an open door
Of opportunities and possibilities with no worries or cares that were wretched barriers before broken down in order to have unlimited unity with our future freedom, flaring-up with fervor flames, scorching aflame more and more with splendid satisfaction, like airborne clouds above, unleashing passionately bespangled rain that will perpetually pour – have no fear, my dear, for our faithfulness flourishes forevermore

I am the strength-thriving dandy lion, brazen-sent,
Brutally resilient and never bewildered and oblivious
Someday, I’ll be more courageous and magnificent
I won’t end up as a scorpion, vicious and temerarious
I am dynamic, floating dandelion, ruthless on the contrary
Caught in the wicked wind of wonders of prosperous significance
I could be brutal if threatened, but oh so bold, I must admit
Behold, I am incredibly legitimate with a bit of vivacious wit

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"Calloused fingertips trace the silhouettes of smooth, contrasting thighs. They navigate rounded hips with familiar fascination. Inhalations whisper of longing. The breaths catch… while fingers orchestrate an exhaled symphony of moans."

— "Sultry Sunday" by L.M.

-- Fri Aug 07, 2020 2:55 pm --

2.

"I wrote poems inside of her with my fingers. Our story began with her scream. And ended with her soul on my lips."

— "Inside" by A. A.
3.

"Once in civics class, he touched my blouse like it was a page he wanted to turn. For a second, I went transparent, lightheaded: a whiff of helium or ether, a sheet of tracing paper or a tea leaf; slight as the exhalation it takes to say my name."

— "The True Bride" by Amy Gerstler

4.

"These are the lips, powerful rudders pushing through groves of kelp, the girl's terrible, unsweetened taste of the whole ocean, its fathoms: this is that taste."

— "That Mouth" by Adrienne Rich

5.

"Wild nights - Wild nights! Were I with thee/Wild nights should be/Our luxury! Futile - the winds - to a Heart in port - Done with the Compass - Done with the Chart! Rowing in Eden - Ah - the Sea! Might I but moor - tonight - In thee!"

— "Wild Nights" by Emily Dickinson

6.

"I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair. Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets. Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all day I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps. I hunger for your sleek laugh, your hands the color of a savage harvest, hunger for the pale stones of your fingernails, I want to eat your skin like a whole almond. I want to eat the sunbeam flaring in your lovely body, the sovereign nose of your arrogant face, I want to eat the fleeting shade of your lashes, and I pace around hungry, sniffing the twilight, hunting for you, for your hot heart, like a puma in the barrens of Quitratue."

— "Love Sonnet XI" by Pablo Neruda

7.

"She was heaven and she was hell. And when she was finished, he would lay in bed, breathless, waiting to get the feeling back in his legs."

— "Untitled" by Mason Fowler

-- Fri Aug 07, 2020 2:56 pm --

8.

"We aligned mouths. We entwined. All act was clutch, All fact contact, the attack and the interlock Of tongues, the charms of arms. I shook at the touch Of his fresh flesh, I rocked at the shock of his cock. Straddling my legs a little I inserted his divine Person between and closed on it tight as I could. The upright warmth of his belly lay all along mine. Nude, glued together for a minute, we stood."

— "The Platonic Blow" by Wystan Hugh Auden

9.

“So fierce is the passion that burns within my heart, a raging forest fire, unstoppable and consuming.”

― “Untitled” by Michael Faudet

10.

“Wilde ones, let us forgive the bitter pill delivered with each finger shoved down. Forgive tasting Judas. Forgive nothing. Here is the bed, dark like a true beginning. We all enter the body alone and only once. We do not get to stay.”

— “Prayer in Hell’s Kitchen” by Alex Dimitrov