Category: Verse

“Accept” he wished with all his heart
But could the word suffice?
I’m just a man like other men
And seek the life that’s nice
To follow bliss and bask in joy
And play and waste my time
Without a care, without a thought
Without a reasoned rhyme

“Acknowledge” was her sharp reply
And wrapped them both in verse
Wondering and questioning
To ferret out his truths
How can you wander here and there
And leave me to our home?
When play and bliss and joy and fun
Are things for which I long
It’s great you seek a freer life
It’s swell, it’s neat, it’s grand
You’ve gone away, you’ve let me down
Now all alone I stand

Come with me Love, he beckoned
And he nibbled on her ear
He stroked her hair and held her close
And wiped away her tears
The waters warm, the sun is bright
The air is crisp and pure
The future offers light and hope
And freedom from our fear

How can I? was her mournful plea
When I’m away as well
My heart sought freedom from my life
And left me to my toil
What beats inside is longing
Like a passel of caged doves
It’s constant cadence memories of who perhaps I was
I once was young, I once was loved
I once dreamt dreams so big
But now I only ask myself for reasons left to live

You’re caring and you’re loving
And you’re smart and smell of spring
You’ve walked with me and watched me grow
You’re pretty and you’re sweet
Your poise and grace and elegance
Capacity for pain
Make me who I want to be
A man who’s worth your praise
A man both wise and caring
And a man who has a voice
A man who’s chosen you to love
While on his path of choice

I’m happy that you’re free to play
And happy for your voice
In you I’m proud and strong and young
And troubles I can face
But where you go I cannot come
You’ve made that all too clear
For all your talk of beck and call
I fear you just don’t care

My Darling Dear I’ll stay with you
Together we’ll grow old
But come with me and we’ll set sail
For whereabouts unknown
We’ll travel and we’ll wander
And we’ll finely drink and dine
We’ll marvel in the scenery
Seek roads to the sublime

But you seek paths away from me
You plan for your escape
You’ll try to lose me in the woods
Left there in some dark place
I’m frightened and I’m wary
And I don’t trust your embrace
You’ll wander far away from me
While I still seek my pace
Just go away, live free, be young
Find your precious dream
But all your talk of travelling
It makes me want to scream

I would go and not return
If ever there was doubt
Of you and I and Us and love
And freedoms we both want
For you are you and I am I
And we are two made one
Together we can take the world
And surely have some fun
I like you and I love you
And I know you feel the same
We’ll frolic in the sunshine
And we’ll tiptoe through the rain

Your words are dear and charming
And they fill my soul with want
But how can I come with you
When I’m not what you could want?
I’ve feet of clay that’d slow you
On your journey into dream
My shoes are old and shabby
And my clothes frayed at their seams

I’ll make you fine new clothing
And I’ll cobble through the night
I want you more than precious life
I’ll bathe your feet in wine
I’ll scrape them and I’ll scrub them
And I’ll peel away the clay
So you can jump and skip and fly
Together we’ll away

Why ask this thing to travel thus
Of what joy could I be?
What pleasure in a companion
Who looks and sounds like me?
You’re brave and strong and confident
You’re sure and keen and good
I spent a lifetime grooming you
Go live your life and love

You’re beautiful
You’re quick and sharp
With voice of dulcet tones
I’m frightened and I’m wary
And I cannot run alone
Your gentle ministrations
And your calming graceful air
Have made me someone special
Made me someone who may dare
To follow bliss and bask in joy
And play and waste my time
But without you the joy is gone
The hope dead on the vine
Come play with me
Come dance and sing
Be ever at my side
My strength and core and love of life
Forever we’re entwined

He taught her, his lamb, how to properly care
He spoke to her, showed her, unveiled his plan
His grand expectations and thesis on love
He bared and he shared with his dearest, his dove
He sought the right words and he groped for the path
He served it all up like a great fatted calf

She focused and gave, bent backwards and stretched
Aroused and submitted, deconstructed herself
Offered up intellect, passion and touch
Provided fresh will, clothed herself in his thought
Cried and resisted, struggled and strained
She fed from his palm and she ate from his plate
Let him cry on her shoulder and drank of his pain
Tended his wounds, stripped the stain from his shame

Once flying high in your embrace I met your gaze and thought your face
A vast landscape, a bio-sphere, a village with a storied past
The home to many hard working folk each with a history all their own
Of home and hearth and love and work
Of progress and of pain
Of planting and of wanting and of waiting for the rain
Red fertile earth, pure mountain streams
The slow yet steady rhythmic cadence of a plow herds cart on a cobblestoned path
Your smile and touch and warmth and scent, your softness and your strength
From within the clouds I breathed the fields, the thirsty windswept plains
Amidst the birds, the humid air, above the jagged cliffs
The waterfalls and colored bows and gently rising mist
Lost in the hue, a-near the Sun, of purple once dark blue
Afraid I’d not return this time, afraid I’d lost my way
Fearing height and fearing light, unable to release
I heard your cry, your beck and call, your passion and your prayer
And like a cloud about to burst I shed a single tear

Little Miss Blue a-fairing would go
To ride the rides and see the shows
Whilst on her way she spied a lack
Her bag was gone, she held no sack

She searched and sought and seeked and spied
Made longs lists of where it might hide
The corner drug, the grocery store, the dentist office waiting room?
The parking lot, the playground slide, the forest path beside mushrooms?

Over here and over there and back and forth again
Her living room, her dining nook, the closet in the den
Under rocks and over barrels, behind the barnyard shed
From brook to vale to traffic light along her path she sped

She’ll look and lack and long and lust but never find her prize
For all her vigor, vim and verve and all her weary sighs
She dreams the bag, she dreams the fair, she dreams the fruitless quest
Awake! Arise! Arrive! Attain! Her hunt is but a jest!

Isabelle Collins adjusted her skirt
Out on the town and ready to flirt
Putting the days of her work week to rest
She hoped that tonight would be one of her best

“I’ll dance and I’ll play and they’ll buy me some booze
Then on the next day through the morning I’ll snooze
Life’s fun and I’m happy and carefree and gay
And I see no good reason it can’t be that way”

I worry about love
I worry about death
I worry about what I’ll say
Dreading the night
Dreading the sun
Dreading the deep cryptic shades
I fear your eyes
I fear your touch
I fear your cold lack of respect
But I’m reaching out
But I’m seeking within
But I’m lost in a circular maze
Where’s tenderness?
Where’s fun and games?
Where’s gone all the promise of youth?
They tell me to wait
They tell me to dream
Oh, they tell me to stay in my place
You never listen
You do not see me
You expect that I’ll keep my routine
I feel your smiles
I feel your looks
I feel your judgments keenly
Yet I’m spying you too
Yet I’m not really here
Yet I know that you’ve made a mistake
For I’m better than that
For I am coming back
For I’m stronger then you’ll ever know
And I’m sharing my heart
And I’m baring my soul
And I’m travelling venturesome roads

Write what you know and say what you mean
If you’re going somewhere it will be where you’ve been
If you’re going nowhere you may run the risk
Of laborious structure and dull vocab lists
There’s lucky in love and the luck of the draw
But your words are your words and there’s no luck involved
Some speak in rhyme and some speak in prose
But the best of the speakers simply let their minds flow

I was born from secrecy, into secrecy
I am in love with him but also so afraid
I love trying things on for him, letting him pick what I wear
I feel beautiful with him, and safe and happy
Above almost all I hate when I yearn for the past
“Death becomes you, motherfucker.” The worst thing I think I’ve ever said

Tell me something that hurts me
Tell me something that bites to the core
Tell me something that cuts me
Admit you think me a whore

I want you to know me
I want you to see to my soul
I want you to hit me
Let your love take its toll

Take my mind, make it submit
Take my heart in your teeth
Take my body and beat it
Uproot my core from beneath

Shake my power with your passion
Shake my faith in your gaze
Shake my poise without compassion
Leave me bound in a daze

Make me tell you I love you
Make me want to behave
Make me take what I have to
Make me quake like your slave

Fingertips roaming the warmth of your skin
Yearning to hold and to own and to feed
Lust sways my focus from order to sin
Mind filled with ego and flush with fresh greed
Drove to distraction my thoughts running free
Striking your flesh while you let loose sharp cries
Blind with your fear and unable to flee
I want to force you with tears in your eyes
Closing the door on this dark fevered thought
Foregoing my urges, actions benign
My passion yet building, inner war fought
Feathery kisses along your jaw line
A soft loving touch of pure devotion
An intensity of raw emotion