The way you kiss me

The way you kiss me

your dark eyes melts; my heart away
with your lips; sweet words of love
touch my soul; and keeps sadness at bay

your brown eyes melt my heart
your lips and words of love
make my sadness go away and love to come

kissing your rough fingertips
between words of love for you
as our hearts are becoming one

she kisses hands and heart does burn
she makes this man to understand the word
as my heart turns

if I could have one wish; it would be
to have your love; forever and one day
as I’m lost in your loving arms

I love you with all that I am
The way ewe kiss my heart
The way ewe make me live.

BatteryPlan

BatteryPlan

He has a primary Battery we all do that. He took out his cd drive and installed the secondary there where he can swap it out for a total now of twelve hours online. But why. There is usually a plug available why do people even use the Primary battery when they can plug in the machine and turn the battery off to save it. This has led me to believe. He wants the extra mobility. To fully access his main function capability. The Millennium man is searching for power without slavery. He just wants to be able to access his signals from his satellite. Chasing the lines in the ether he cant be inside a building made of concrete or wired to the central web of electricity they can find him too easily. Plainly he is paranoid. Holding laptop in his right hand and the cell phone in his left he walks into the signal circles like a robot made of mirth. It is comical as he tries in vain to hit the internet with an email and talk to the receiver at the same time is just impossible a mission now. Think carefully on this next statemeant. They used to arrest people for meandering all over the place for being drunk. They used to arrest people for talking to themselves. Now the Jigg is upp. The Millineum man must go both of these things to tell his wife he will be late to supper. EYe heard her plainly as she hollard in his ear. HURRY UPP. Or all you get is leftovers. He closed the laptop with a grin, and hit the redial on his phone redial set to the gym and that is where he is. Until its safer to go home. Please dont forget to plug back in your phone and check the charger for the laptop third extra BatteryPlan. Millennium man.

BrassRing

BrassRing

Here we go again.

When a man brings love near me and eye must insist that he carry it away why dont eye have the right to say. Why do they look at me like eye am decay. When does the girl say do not dream of me for dreaming of love is wrong and it will hurt you in the long wrong. But she says Squeeee and thrills me to the uttermost. Eye like the lower level of my love. Eye have so much to look forward to the love the kiss the want the yearning heart. She has awakened me to needing. She has awakened me to love. To most of Yew it may seem silly for a blind man wants his sight a begger in his poverty wants money a man with everything to live for wants his lovers to want love. All of life is repetition no one wants a differant husband or a wife of differant origin every day why let me tell ewe missy girl a Hooker has her steady John she acts like a fool over him and considers him to belong only to her time and no one elses. It is not a problem to them same old same old homeys. All day long they play in the same berry bush with them same berries and his crokked stick. They meet on the sly stealing time away from functions and from life. No one notices them hidden behind the motel door looking at each other only kissing same old kisses hair is always black glasses on or off soft skin her melons his spangles are her course. And do they partake of love the lipps twitch they slide they hang and they move of violation in the afternoon like night has come to Earth. Let me have mye wife of six long years and let me eat mye steady as myself she has to understand my crokked stick is hers just to command. The world is not a care in the world for lovers in the day let me be your John we only have to yearn. To : lamb iff you understood this pookie pull my BrassRing. Here we go again.

The Bugs

APoddarPoem

The Bugs come we can not stop the bugs
we want to prosper at the cafe
but the bugs they come
we add the spray the sweeps they come
to no avail the bugs they come
we made the food cup from the chips
the people lift them up
to chins
they must eat too fast
they get chagrin
we put the soup on last
and ask them to drink fast
pay up let others come
the bugs they come
we pay to make the food
last twice
no matter horn the bugs they come

Bugs
The Pygmy sits near the Soup Cafe
he watches people
in and out
the bugs they come
he watches people
breaking fast
the bugs they come
the bugs they come
he made a little circle of stone
he slayed a bug to catch some
he layed a dead bug to eat some
he eats bugs
the bugs they come
he survives twice

Facebook Girl

Facebook Girl

SHe was not too young to chat and she was shy and thats a plus when dealing with old poets who are shy and like to chat with girls who are not too young to chat. SHe often had to stop and tell her mother why. Who are you talking with so often. OH she finally broke down and told her mother once he is an old old man on facebook. He has no chance of ever getting married and so we talk of love. The mother said you are too young to speak to me of love. And so she closed the laptop cover while the young girl cried for the old homeless poet. And then one day she was thirty five and married and she sent the old poet a message on facebook. And this is what he wrote. Eye am nearing 76 next October 29 my eye it is not dim eye never whine my love for ewe is just as strong as it was then when your Mother came between us then. The Girl read and reread that message every day for five long years. SHe changed her profile page to read her namme the Facebook Girl.

Seuss

Seuss
He was eight or nine he felt too old to be subjected to the pie chants and yet he listened in spite of all that because he loved. Henrietta Seuss Geisel, chantting her pies. Apple berry, leering berry, mincemeat for Larry, meringue for Helen beef and Guinness for John the Jesus, pecan with walnuts, lemon pie, white pie with no lemons, pumpkin and other summer fruits for Megan. Ham and turkey macaroni pie with meat and sans for Christina.......... Cobblers full of cheese and onion cherry mutton for the sage among us. Meat pie veggie pie long folding over pie there was short pies and tall pies she had so many of them jointed pies and ladder pies she filled TED head with all them pies. Sixteen Bird pies four and twenty for mye Jennifer. Peach pie with custard cream and raspberry. Fruitless pies and fruity ones pies piled high and pies placed low. Pies for children only for adults some eaten only on the sly and quickly eaten upp.
Pie for poor pie for rich pie for moderate and pitched pie and mudd pie and tolerant pie she loved to chant four hours of her pie. Dark and light pie. Rutabaga and rhubarbed. Furball hacking cat in the hat pie. Rolling pinned pie and crusty pie but the best pie she gave to the little Doctor Seuss was her limitless pie. And thats the truth. CharlaX strikes back. For Doctor Seuss.
TED

CountedBlessings

CountedBlessings

CuppandChaucer

support@hostingsupport.comFriday, June 11, 2010 3:55 AMFrom:"Charlax Hice" To:support@hostingsupport.com"The database server on poetrypoem.com is not working. This is the error message received: "Cannot connect to db server Too many connections "

please fix my computor eye need to go to work at my poetryplace
eye dont understand why this is happening to me
and its not a good thing at all

please hurry

eye had come to the University to work early and decided they had finally had enought of a free good thing and blocked me its not an easy feeling to be offline when everything else is working now to the tail of the nuns priest. The rooster crowed a lot the lover loved a lot. Amen. Synopsis of CharlaX this has been The Tale of the Canterburied Hen. Eye found some tea bagged under mye Cupps and Chaucer. AHHA. For Helena of Troy. She had her TroY Boy. lolzzx. CharlaX ABD. The intelligence of men is not often found in the brain case but in the pen. In the hand and in the foot and lower down the staircased.