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Repairs Necessary A Poem
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Posted:Jul 13, 2019 9:03 am
Last Updated:Jul 13, 2019 9:54 am
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I told him I was going to be okay.
After he told me he was going away.
He had found someone else
Someone more suitable.
Who held more appeal.
I know in my heart of hearts
That he was not the man for me.
He had regrets that haunted him
He had an ex that he would
Jump at the chance to be with
If she gave him that option.
But he had given me just enough
For me to see a future.
Ah yes that little sliver
That my mind worked with.
I am not a gold digger
But I could see myself
Living with him
In the house he planned
On renovating.
He showed me the pictures.
The beautiful lush green lawn
That my dogs could run around on.
The master bedroom
With a master bath
With a jacuzzi tub
And separate shower
Just like in the mansions
I have only seen on television.
I kept thinking I would need
A place to write
He was making himself
An office.
I could just as easily look
Out a big window
With my desk in front of it.
It has been years since
I had this much of a picture
To build on.
I live a pretty minimal existence.
Perhaps that is one of my charms
I am happy with peanuts.
And so that is what I get.
And for even that little
I show much gratitude.
My manners are nearly impeccable.
So the dreams flourished.
How he would come home from work
How I would greet him.
How we would have dinner
And then one thing would
Lead to another.
How we would fall asleep
Me with my pussy
Full of his semen.
Then waking up!
Ah the morning sex!
We both have a thing for that!
But then he met someone else.
Someone who met his criteria
On some finer level.
But he wanted to remain friends.
He did not hate me.
He probably felt pity.
They often do.
It makes me wonder
If there ever will be
Someone who can share
Their goals and dreams
And not take them away.
To share with somebody new.
So what do I miss?
The physical stuff yes.
The dreams I had of us
That will never come to be.
Those combined will take
Some time to leave
And be replaced.
But if he can find someone
Shouldn't I think I can too?
I shouldn't think myself
Totally worthless and unlovable.
But somehow I do.
The job men do on my self esteem
It is never fully repaired
From one to the next.
How could it ever be?
It is such a tall task.
I could keep therapists
Employed for years.
Until they retire
Of old age.
And some have.
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Just Another Why Bother. A Poem
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Posted:Jul 13, 2019 2:40 am
Last Updated:Jul 13, 2019 8:22 pm
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Just another
Losing proposition
Just another fling
Or one night stand.
Can I really afford
The damage it does
To my self esteem
And heart?
That is the question
I have to ask myself.
Why bother going along
If I know the result in advance?
Why bother proving
Myself wrong?
When the chances are
Slim to none?
I may not have a crystal ball
But I sure have enough
Past experiences
To know the signs
And particulars.
I know enough that
The man would have
To be open minded
In a certain regard.
I will try to get that information
Before I go forward.
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Take Me On A Journey With Your Words A Poem
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Posted:Jul 13, 2019 12:33 am
Last Updated:Jul 13, 2019 8:05 am
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If you were here
What would we be doing?
I have some ideas
But I am asking for yours.
Take me on the journey
With your words.
You would see me
Looking at you.
Watching you speak
Your lips move.
Your eyes expressing
What is in your soul.
I can discern things
Am I right that
There is lust
As well as love?
That in itself
Makes my heart beat
So fast that it is
About to explode.
Yes my darling
You make your very own
Brand of dynamite.
Should I buy it wholesale?
Or in bulk like at Costco?
Or should I buy just
One stick at a time.
No shortcuts or sales
But what is the return policy?
I doubt I will ever want to know.
Why would I return anything
That satisfies me so?
A journey with words
Yes we can go!
I know you have a flair
For description
I can barely wait
To hear what
You have in store
In that gorgeous
Mind of yours
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While It Is Fresh A Poem
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Posted:Jul 13, 2019 12:06 am
Last Updated:Jul 13, 2019 12:07 am
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While it is fresh
In my mind
I want to write it down
No I need to
Would be more accurate.
It is a need to note
How I have felt
And what I have thought.
Yes it is marking the moment
That is my life.
In this case
With an exclamation point!
As I am thinking of someone
Who might just love me
In return.
Yes! Reciprocation!
At long last!
Write that fresh thought
Write about that feeling
The wondrous one!
Before it is gone!
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Feasting At Our Festival A Poem
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Posted:Jul 12, 2019 9:09 pm
Last Updated:Jul 13, 2019 7:41 pm
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He puts me in my place.
The place I want be.
In front of him
Lying naked
Waiting on the bed.
His eyes peruse me
Feasting practically
Making us both
Wet our lips simultaneously.
His naked body
Giving my eyes
Their own feast.
How I long to sink my teeth
Into parts of him.
Ha! Okay, I will be gentler
And just nibble a bit.
Mmmmm we murmur in unison
As he leans forward
And our lips meet
His body pressing into mine.
Ah! Finally!
Now we can begin!
On to more moans
More kisses,
More touches
And caresses.
We are feasting
What a festival!
We are celebrating!
It's just our ability
To be sexual!
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Filling The Void Of Silence A Poem
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Posted:Jul 12, 2019 12:24 am
Last Updated:Jul 13, 2019 12:37 am
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Filling The Void Of Silence Written in 2017
There is a void
I try to fill
Call me simple
But when there
Is silence
I can't help myself
I start talking
It may just be
A nervous habit.
But I can talk and talk
I hope it is not
Too annoying
Or awkward
More than the impetus
Which was the silence.
An awkward silence
Filled with nonsense
Pardon in advance.
I hope you understand
Don't expect to be profound
But it could happen
As thoughts fly
As do words
And I could just
Spout philosophy
If the mood demands.
Demand may be
Too harsh a term
It is just going
With an idea.
It is not hostage taking.
Perhaps one should take note
If words fail
That is when they
Should worry.
For that would mean
I am bereft
Quick someone
Jump in!
Throw in your two cents!
I will be glad to share
The task of void filling.
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A Closed Window A Poem
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Posted:Jul 12, 2019 12:12 am
Last Updated:Jul 12, 2019 12:17 am
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Closed Window Written in 20
Gone,
It was not meant to be,
A short window of time was open
Now it may be closed permanently.
It hardly had a chance
If we are being completely honest.
It would have required heavy lifting
But no crane could be found.
It would have required moving Mountains
And no bulldozer was around.
After careful consideration
The terms of agreement
Could not be met
A reneging of obligations
That would never have been kept.
In the first place.
In the second
And third
Arguments for and against
Points to be taken
Each side heard
But none concurred.
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A Swan Song Of A Massage A Poem
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Posted:Jul 12, 2019 12:07 am
Last Updated:Jul 13, 2019 8:11 am
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It will come to be
It has been discussed
Many a time.
So finally the stars align
Well nothing so magical
It is just that he finally
Could fit me
Into his schedule.
A long ago lover
Is coming for a swan song.
He is coming to give
Me a massage.
One that I loved
Him to perform
From 3 years ago.
The man has done
Some things for me
Helped me through
Some tough times.
Understood where
I was coming from
Offered encouragement
For my continued progress.
He is moving away
To California.
His ties to NH will be severed
There will be nothing left.
I will have memories
Some pleasant
Some heartbreaking.
He is a man after all.
They all seem
To have that affect.
We can have this swan song.
We can make this moment.
One of our treasured ones.
It might not be the most magnificent
It might not be a highlight.
But it will be one that we lived.
Yes, we participated.
Instead of just fantasized.
We made it a reality.
When the stars aligned
Or more aptly
There was time.
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A Life Reflected Upon A Poem
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Posted:Jul 12, 2019 12:02 am
Last Updated:Jul 12, 2019 12:44 pm
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A life reflected upon
Maybe too much.
Is that where
The sadness comes from?
Is that when empathy grows?
I feel the pain
I feel the sadness
I see it in others.
Their pain apparent.
I see and feel
I feel and then I see
If the world is watching me.
Probably not.
I am nobody.
Unless I speak.
Unless I tell the tale
Unless I let others know.
A life reflected upon
A life not lived to the fullest.
How could I
When I have been thinking
So very much.
How can I live to the fullest
When I am beset with pain
And sadness?
True they are not meant
To be mountains.
But speed bumps.
They are not meant to choke
And cause asphyxiation
But be hiccups.
That can be stopped
By changing one's breathing.
When I am in this kind of mood
What I would not give for a hug!
For some comfort
For someone to tell me
That everything will be alright.
Or at least that the follows night
Darkness can be pierced with light.
Pain and sadness are not insurmountable.
They can be overcome.
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Putting Happier The Song Into Practice A Poem
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Posted:Jul 11, 2019 9:37 pm
Last Updated:Jul 11, 2019 10:43 pm
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A song comes on the radio.
Yes I still listen to the stations
That are local.
The song Happier
By Marshmellow.
Featuring Bastille.
I had only heard
But had not
Concentrated before
On the words.
Just making note
Of the overall idea
Of wishing someone happier.
Then I came upon it
After a YouTube selection
Of the Imagine Dragons.
Song Believer.
And there went my heart
The effing words
So God Damn poignant
The tears came too
How could someone
Write this impossible
Breakup song?
And expect folks
To keep calm?
I watched a few versions.
The first one the lyrics.
Goodness they tear
At one's soul.
How can anyone be so
Self less and let go?
How can someone
Wish their former lover well?
Wish them happier
And to smile?
Then the next version
Was a story of a little
Given a for her birthday
By her Father.
An adorable Golden Retriever puppy.
It grows with her
And as you know
don't live as long
As us humans.
Their life span lucky
To be between one
And two decades.
So she has to let him go.
And who will be happy now?
I can't put the words
To the story except
She ends the dog's suffering
And he is free to roam
In some land unknown?
The story comes full circle
As the is now a
And her Father gives her
A Golden Retriever puppy
For her birthday.
Making the now grown
Woman tear up
And of course any of us
Sad saps watching.
Thank you for the reflection
Of this song and concept
Of wishing happiness
For people or pets leaving us.
It is a good idea I suppose
But so very hard
To put into practice
Yes so very hard
To be so self less.
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Two Great Dates For The Time Being A Poem
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Posted:Jul 11, 2019 8:29 pm
Last Updated:Jul 16, 2019 6:41 pm
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A man who was going to be
A man who did so much for .
He has now gone away
But not for the usual reasons
Of the cavalier men
I have recently met
But for a medical one.
It is not life or death
At present
But it does need
To be dealt with.
Requiring surgery.
So he flippantly said
I will be in touch after it.
It was only two dates
But they were
On the whole rather great.
I know that he said
A lot of complimentary things.
Saying I was wonderful
And awesome.
He was the one
I wrote about in
A Lovely July Night
And Gloves
In case you were wondering.
So now our getting together
Will be put on hold
For the time being.
He has the surgery
And then recuperating.
It could be months
Before that can happen.
If nothing else ever comes
From our brief encounters
I will be forever grateful
For the companionship
When my mood was so low.
After another guy
Found me inadequate.
This guy found me great.
Just the opposite.
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How I Want To Make Him The Happiest Of Men A Poem
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Posted:Jul 11, 2019 8:18 pm
Last Updated:Jul 11, 2019 11:47 pm
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He understood my sentiment
How I wanted to make him
The happiest of men.
I think he had it
In his mind
To return
That happiness in kind.
I can see it!
All the kisses.
All the affectionate gestures.
Random hugs
Touches and squeezes.
I told him my idea
And he agreed that it
Would be his preferred actions.
If only we were closer
Instead of hundreds of miles.
If only we had different circumstances
We could make this real.
But in the interim
We have our dreams!
And our conversations.
They do leave me with
A fuzzy feeling.
And a smile on my .
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The Best Person They Know A Poem
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Posted:Jul 11, 2019 12:46 pm
Last Updated:Jul 11, 2019 11:49 pm
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The best person they know
I bet many folks
Say that about you.
You give so much
Of yourself.
You offer your time
And valuable wisdom
But not in a judgmental way
It is always about caring
And showing someone
There is an alternative.
Show someone they
Can be more positive
And should make
Changes the better
If they at all can.
I can't thank you enough
For what you have done for me.
You were there when I needed
To talk to somebody.
You lent an ear and I am sure
Had we been together in person
You would have offered hugs
And your shoulder.
I wish there were something
I could give to you
That had an equal worth.
I feel that my thanks
May not be enough.
Maybe someday I will come
Up with a plan
To you back
For all your kindness
And caring.
It would be something
That I would want to be
A surprise and unexpected
So I will leave it at that.
Although I am open
To suggestions.
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