the fortress of Men
no longer enclave my soul
for I have given it to God
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God not Men
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the enemies of Men
no longer shield the gates
for I enter through God
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God not Men
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God not Vatican
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God not Men
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Monthly Archives: March 2011
poisoned arrows
those darts and zips
those deliberate gold lines
that do no purpose
but rail your couture
sexay skin hugger
uncannily unzip
my little boy thoughts
darting my curiosity
over your AAA+ boday
carelessly breaking
my single lane
overextended bulge zip
into a double track
two rail circus
linking all those
of my same specie
who were there
darting beside me
into a catastrophic
erupting
volcanic range..
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poisoned arrows..
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ambivalence
ambivalence loses
more friends than a
body full of disease..
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nectar from heaven
in the middle where I sat
within the dark surround of
your curvaceous contour
the melody of your life
hums in my ears fashioning
all that is bitter into sweet
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as I gazed up that sound hole
I saw your slender fingers
motioning in longing fluidity
gesturing on the strings that
connects your inner soul to
my languid passive heart
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with you I am harnessed by
the tresses of your mastery
hoisting me into your corona
of endless beauty
freeing me from the yoke
that once enslave me
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with you I found nectar
flowing down from heaven
and the melody of your life
interpreted through your grip
gushes in between the strings
finally filling up the sound hole..
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The Perfect Poet Award Week 39
a nobody
I
I am
I am a
I am a nobody
I am a nobody wanting
I am a nobody wanting to
I am a nobody wanting to be
I am a nobody wanting to be somebody
I am a nobody wanting to be somebody in
I am a nobody wanting to be somebody in your
I am a nobody wanting to be somebody in your life
III
III
III
cos I found hope with you
I found hope with you
found hope with you
hope with you
with you
you
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The Celebrated Poet of Spring 2011 Award
Thank You jingle for this Award. It is indeed an honor!
Thank you all fellow poets for your votes!
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