Tuesday, August 11, 2009

Lust, Love & Life

Here are a couple of my lighter poems:
The Bucket
The bucket sits
Between legs of warmth
Taken for granted
These legs cress
Encircling the bucket
The man in appreciation
His private so simply hidden
I long to hold him
This man with a bucket
Jealousy overwhelms me
Through hatred of the bucket
Where it sitsI yearn to enter
Between his legs
And into his heart
How I love this man
I wish for his warmth
As the bucket draws it in
Lust begins to fill my heart
Soon the bucket is gone
Man left naked
Vulnerable and cold
Temptation consumes me
It is he who I adore
To feel him inside my skin
For him to relase within
His personal juices
I reach for affection
Only from him
Please, touch me
Caress my skin
My eyes plead
Betraying my conscious
Their greenness inspecting
His beautiful surface
Knowing of much more
Of the treasures beneath
His fire burns
And I feel the heat
I have taken him
Into me, blissfully
I feel his appreciation
As he shivers with pleasure
Pleasing this man
Brings me such joy
I need him to know
I am full of adoration
The bucket now gone
A fading memory
Allowing reassurance
That his warmth is for me
Holding each other closely
Each gently falling to sleep
Certain of one thing
We are now safe
©

Thorns & Roses
Thorns rain down on me
Piercing into my heart
Creating a reality
That will soon fall apart
Thorns rain donw on me
Crushing my soul
Release me from this burden
Of wanting to let go
Thorns rain down on me
Slicing my
wish to be blinded
From societies little lies
Thorns rain down on me
Corrupting my mind
Bloody thoughts escape
Of serenity I shall never find

Delayed rose buds fall
Settling on the wounds
To restore happiness once lost
Delayed rose buds fall
Gently releasing the weight
Allowing me strength
Delayed rose buds fall
Brushing away the lies
So the tears may wash away
Delayed rose buds fall
Blanketing my thoughts
Their warmth bringing peace

Thorns rain down on me
Tormenting my resistance
Delayed rose buds fall
Replenishing my existence
©
Comments are requested.

Friday, August 7, 2009

Ignorance

Quotes:
"...Ignorance is bliss" - Thomas Gray
"The only thing worse than Ignorance is aggressive stupidity" - Barbara (to my knowlage)

Definitions:
  • n. The condition of being uneducated, unaware, or uninformed.//-->
    The American Heritage® Dictionary of the English Language, Fourth Edition
  • –noun
    the state or fact of being ignorant; lack of knowledge, learning, information, etc.
    Based on the Random House Dictionary, © Random House, Inc. 2009.

Synonyms:

Which of the above quotes do you agree with most?

Farmer's Advice

*When you wallow with pigs, expect to get dirty.*
(Something like what my father has always said to me)


*Don't judge folks by their relatives.*
(Many times I have found that I am guilty by association. And although when you wallow with pigs you should expect to get dirty. The truth is, we can't chose our relatives.)



*Don't pick a fight with an old man. If he is too old to fight, he'll just kill you.*
(This is just hillarious, and very true. I know a few old men who would just kill you.)


Liking one of these quotes better than the other? Why?

Lost Friendships

This Was Written A Few Years Ago.
Without mentioning names, I dedicate this to a great friend of mine (Who it was originally written for).
Never thought that he would one day truly be gone forever.
I'll Always Miss You!!
Two years ago she wouldn't know, that they would be such good friends. But now that he's gone, that friendship is almost dead. So scared, she's losing him again. *sitting up watching M.T.V, she wonders why its gotta be, she just doesn't see, & where is he going*
'cause now he's gone, almost unknown, and she tries not to let the fealing show. Just to see him again to know his love still stands, then maybe the pain would end. *sitting up watching M.T.V, she wonders why its gotta be, she just doesn't see, & where is he going*
Sure they talk. But if they could walk together, just for a day, or maybe even forever. But they never get to see eachother, why do they even bother? *sitting up watching M.T.V, she wonders why its gotta be, she just doesn't see, & where is he going*
One year ago, she thought she knew. In her head, they would be together, and it would last forever. They would get maried, and together be berried. *sitting up watching M.T.V, she wonders why its gotta be, she just doesn't see, & where is he going*
She could still be with him, but she gave up on him, how could she do it again. But every time, he takes her shit, he don't have to deal with it,,, maybe he knows that she still loves him so. *sitting up watching M.T.V, she wonders why its gotta be, she just doesn't see, & where is he going*
Now she's crying, inside she's dying, all of these friendships unwinding. Why did she act like such a bitch, they didn't even have one goodbye kiss. *sitting up watching M.T.V, she wonders why its gotta be, she just doesn't see, & where is he going*
Should she move on, and leave him alone. Or wait to see, helplessly wishing she could be... With him now, talking to him now, instead of here on this couch just crying. If he had to go she wouldn't let him alone. All she asks is to know, "where is he going, Please wait for me. So that maybe I can see. Why does this have to be. I just don't understand, Why can't I see, Why is he leaving me?!
Here's a link to an amazing song that always brings the great memories of him back: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pXu0LuS-V18

Dylan

Here is another poem of mine (Written for my brother):
Dylan Salo
His life taken
Not yet a todler
Bringing tears to Mother and Father
So young, So small
He brought joy to all
Though I do not remember
I can almost emagine
The way he laughed
The way he cried
I only know his looks
From family picture books
When I feel alone
I pretend that he's still home
I wish I could know him better
But I was too young to now remember
No one will replace the brother I've lost
Not for any cost
He's in Heavon now
Watching me throught the clouds
As I read this poem
OUT LOUD ©
Although I have revised it a bit since, this was written when I was quite young. Sorry if it's not the most poetic.
Questions, Comments, Related Stories?

Thursday, August 6, 2009

Betty Boop

I just love Betty Boop's character because she is so cute.
My boyfriend thinks that I should start watching the cartoons (I have never seen one) before I start pooring money into Betty Boop decorations for my Jeep.
Who is your favorite cartoon character, and why?

For Starters:

Sinse I am not feeling very inventive at the moment, I am going to begin my newfound blog with one of my poems. I will share more in the future, and hopefully even begin writing new ones.
Here goes:

2006
MY BELOVED

My pride, (It's dying) Why do I embrace this? (Depression) Torn from inside of me. (It's dying. It's dying)

~This whirlwind of lies. I love, you deny me. (Lies) I live for what? (I've become) To descend to nothingness! My beloved depression (Beloved, Beloved) Beloved depression!~

Deeply in hate with you. I cherish all we've been through. I cling to you! Lost and forced to stay, (stay with me) tied to emptiness, why can't you hold me? (Save me! They'll never care anyway.) Throw my heart away! They threw my heart away!

~This whirlwind of lies. I love, you deny me. (Lies) I live for what? (I've become) To descend to nothingness! My beloved depression (Beloved, Beloved) Beloved depression!~

Cloud my own judgment. You love me! It's not true (It's not true) I cherish you! Who I am, you can never be. And you rip my heart from inside of me! (Rape my heart from me) (Rape Me)

~This whirlwind of lies. I love, you deny me. (Lies) I live for what? (I've become) To descend to nothingness! My beloved depression (Beloved, Beloved) Beloved depression!~

Now forget my face. Throw my heart away! I break my fall. My heart dies (My heart dies) DIE! Depending on yours, and the blade cuts through. Grasp it's power, reach the thoughts are never ending. (Brutal, Unjust, Hateful, (Raping, Raping), DEATH) I am living for (My Beloved)

~This whirlwind of lies. I love, you deny me. (Lies) I live for what? (I've become) To descend to nothingness! My beloved depression (Beloved, Beloved) Beloved depression!~
Deny – Lie – My Beloved
Minoe ©
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