My Poetic exclamations and other expressions



A Musing…

A Musing…
Do not apologize for what you mean to do,
You know I am happy for you
You will never see my hurt hidden between the lines
it seems to have been a lost cause for all this time
I said it, I meant it, through and through
I hope you have it in you to understand my apprehension
that the words you use to talk me through, have inherent condescension
I want you to know
the strength it took to show
what I look like inside out, my heart and parts open for dissection
once again, I guess I don’t fit in, I’ve always been a late bloomer
and if you knew the Me that’s true, it isn’t just a rumor
but you can only know
some silly stuff I show
believe if you could, that I am really good at situational humor
perhaps it seems on this Internet thing my demeanor is reserved
like in science, the reason behind it, is that my energy is conserved
my words here are topical
my success isn’t optional
my inner beauty, for the special one to see, and who deserves it
I keep my words few, and try to use, my learned vocabulary
but that doesn’t mean that I’m not keen on using it sparingly
I’m not giving up
this fire’s turnt up
but after all this, you must show me Miss, the feel of you really caring

Sleep Sweetly, Without Me

Make no mistake, I am nice, but not your friend

No animosity, but that’s where I end

with an artist, not breaking, just bent

in spanglish, with artist, time spent

I can hear, see, and feel you, and all the content

I am sorry, the misunderstanding, but honest I am

Betrayal is funny, and yes, yes you CAN

I am a grown up child, in the fields of the Lord I play

my ideas are for everyone, but money gets my formulae

shared ideas in a manner most brief

only the beginning, yet everyday I speak

an embrace from a mind that encompasses the world

yet so human I pine for that one girl

but honor, it binds me, I will not lie

words got me tangled, but in truth I reside

with all that goes on, I deserve the front page

set boundaries on games, this life is the stage

Love is a weapon, and Love is a friend

and thanks my Love, but now the words end…

Fair Warning

When borrowing, be careful what you do

With that lent by the man who’s blue

the gift of rhyme

you know is mine

given, to share time

You would dare to stand above

whilst I am held back by Love

Do your job, keep your eyes peeled

Life’s cherry, without the pit, for ne’er steeled

keep Love protected, when out in the field

when you reached out to touch me

you left no quarter in which to flee

My love is encompassing, don’t be mistaken

This is a warning, real, and blatant

Nothing to hide, a face most graven

set in motion, my insurance is churning

no place to hide, with the whole world burning

Do your duty, to self,  to God and to country

on the same side, if hurt, on your Honor, we’re hunting

The world needs help, I have things to do

if I must do them alone, keep Love with you

these cracks in my heart will let light through

do all you must, and keep Love from harm

whilst I go around, and grant my charm

and though my actions may seem drastic

I got the attention of the Power on the Atlantic

hope and pray they listen to Mr. Fantastic

those that know find it hard to believe

those that don’t, wonder what’s up my sleeve

The sunny disposition I had to eschew

to get them to listen to the man who is Blue

The Hammer is a shield, and you know what to do

Do not waste the time that is reluctantly given

or doubt the motives of a man who is driven

here to proclaim, this is Not, the only life

fishers of men, you got, and took a bite

Elegant and brief, this Time I got right

for all to see, open and free, I’ve given the sign

and maybe, just maybe, forsaken the Love that was mine

if this is my fate, the destiny for which I am chosen

in the vastness of space, time and hearts can get frozen

remember the hidden heart and soul, the Cosmic Watchman

and the dusty rose for your hair

because stars are born there

Why go silent, when you have so much to say

I am Okay participating in all sorts of play

when escalated, it will happen My Way

not just for me, the future and choice I concede

but I will be damned if, for me, that choice isn’t to be free


You touched me inside once
your siren’s call heard from afar
didn’t know it was to make me into a dunce
I’m not reaching for your star
I was hoping for your heart
and sharing your soul
instead I got a shart
and some crap from a bull
perhaps I am a jewel you hold close
the hopeful future you keep unspoken
be unique, not just another one of “those”
playing with hearts just gets them broken
you are right, kindness isn’t lame
I am a bit jaded, and you are too
so many other women are the same
there is no other woman quite like you
when you reach into my chest
to make me feel better, you keep alive
what should have died with the rest
I already died once, a poorly thought dive
Bold, brash, and ballsy, and a little rash
grateful to have lived quite a life
something left to give, was I right about the crash?
please just respect, it is more than my heart, It’s My Life

Push Me Away

Push me away
keeping me at arms length
may seem to require strength
there is more strength and grace
in holding, and keeping, an embrace
leave your career behind
when touching a heart, soul, and mind
release the past, in order to make it last
believe in new love, unburdened by what’s passed
I know you define the new by what you had
whatever they were, not everyone is bad
a loving, caring, fighting heart is not a weakness
made of inner fiber and tears, bending, you can’t break this
I’ve been beat down before, pissing blood and bruises
while others laughed, thinking, “he can’t do this”
and all this time I’ve stood my ground
believing in those good people around
perhaps I should have started walking
or at least opened up and started talking
now so many know, and the floodgates have opened
and again I must start, tempered and hardened
and again in my life I am hurt, the face by which I’m haunted
a dagger in the heart, I cannot escape, this pain unwanted
lucky for me my mind is strong, and my soul too
I still appreciate the beauty, will, and heart that is you
please do me this favor, stop omissive lies
if unrequited, cut all the ties
I am just one, in a sea of masses
respect for the one, well, that’s what Class is
appreciate and love, even from afar
these psychc chains, binding, wherever you are
I know you remember that girl Goin’ In
and the other guy during the fantasy of sin
I could easily be wrong, but still I asked
just don’t leave this Hero, hurt, and unmasked

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