Have You forgotten Me? On the playground, playing two man tag…. Then in the Great Library, where I stole our first kiss…. Then We ascended to the heavens…. Since then, When have been too busy with world issues and not enough of US. I miss Your divine feminine, matter how much porn I see, IContinue reading “Goddess, Goddess heed my prayer….a poem.”
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Sorry, but I’m not that kind of sadomasochist….
Yes, yes!, I know, we look at those nudes in profiles, and forget the print. Yes! I love being tied down, but I am never powerless. I submit, bottom, manwwhore for the pleasure of It. But I don’t like the pain of my dis-spirited soul, knowing any I sleep with are likely not my soul-mateContinue reading “Sorry, but I’m not that kind of sadomasochist….”
The Pool Goddess must be mad me….a poem.
Not a pool tablein sight. All of them are covered, pool cues put away in dusty racks. No beer or rum flows, all are bottled unused, Because the bars closed. The people are in the streets, awaiting brutality.
Caged
Bars on my windows.Bars on my doorway, Put them up ourselves. Keep us safe, keeping our Troubles at bay. Safe in our homes we haveBecome imprisoned. Who imprisoned us?Did we do it? We can’t blame those Who would invade our Fortress, our home. Because they too are imprisoned. Who imprisoned us?Did ‘The Man’ cage us?Well,Continue reading “Caged”
I ain’t no angel….a poem
Sorry, I ain’t no Angel…. I am man-shaped, and I continuously burn, a living yellow flame…. From days of old, people have runned from my embrace, Fearing the passions I would share with them. Why do they flee me? In school, I would sometimes set my desk on fire just sitting with daydreams of loss….Continue reading “I ain’t no angel….a poem”
But there’s no orgies….
Living alone, I want the touch of a man. But the bars are all closed, or filled with old men just having a drink. They are filled qith married couples, and no one trusts a stranger: covid makes everyone hide. But are there orgies, where everyone is certified covid free? I mean, just a fewContinue reading “But there’s no orgies….”
….through divine eyes…., a poem.
So, which is it? The chicken or the egg? Before you can observe it, what is the state of a molecule? Goddess knows, (or if you want, God), She sits back and watches not the molecule but humans to see actions and reactions. I know not what She sees, I only knows She watches me,Continue reading “….through divine eyes…., a poem.”
Beware of the food you eat….
I love old fashioned donuts, in a hate (love) relationship with cigarettes. I don’t eat three squares a day, nor Walk nearly enough. In arrogance, I’m the mightiest sorcerers and in humility so little I cannot see me from eye of the Milky Way, It’s sight so fine, seeing everything. But what I see disturbsContinue reading “Beware of the food you eat….”
An Affinity, poem
Why? Why is it that I see from the eyes of the homeless, of wants and needs, in a land of plenty. Maybe some were middle class, and others have nots, values of the American dream were over inflated the value for some, empty…. Or maybe an desperate need of freedom from society. I don’tContinue reading “An Affinity, poem”
Don’t eat crow!
I was starving, wet and cold walking down a road. I found a dead crow a couple of days old. It smelled, but I ate it anyway, then threw it back up. Eating crow, don’t do it. May not be good for stomach or soul.
Liferaft in the Abyss 