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Yo-Yo

In Sex, Very Bad Poetry, Yo-yos on December 1, 2012 at 9:00 pm

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Yo, motherfuckers, yo
Yo, baby
Oh, motherfuckers, oh
Oh, maybe

You set my world on fire
You rock me, baby
C’mon, baby, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, I’m hot like crazy

Let’s go, motherfuckers, go
Go, baby
Whoa, motherfuckers, whoa
Whoa, take me

You’re in my dreams at night
You stalk me, baby
C’mon, baby, help, help, help
Help, baby, Purple Hazy

Flow, motherfuckers, flow
Flow, baby
Glow, motherfuckers, glow
Glow like shady

You pull me out of Time
You tock me, baby
C’mon, baby, please, please, please
Please, not talkin’ maybe

To ‘n fro, motherfuckers, fro
Fro, baby
Rock ‘n roll, motherfuckers, roll
Roll, shape me

Like a yo-yo
Round the world
Flying saucer
I’m your girl

Let’s go
Oh, yeah.
Yo-yo…

Dead Winter Night

In Ad Astra per Ardua, Death, Loss, Love, Poetry, The Beatles, Tributes, Very Bad Poetry on December 1, 2012 at 8:57 pm

Frigid silver
Glittering cold
Run through the door
Drop my coat to the floor
“He’s waiting for you…
He should be gone…
But…
He’s waiting…
For you…”
Our yes meet with a song
It fills the air
“Who knows how long
I’ve Loved you…”
I will search eternity
Search the stars
Forever and forever
Always and a day
Because Time
With you, Love,
Shouldn’t end this way …
“… Will I wait
A lonely lifetime
If you want me to
I will…”
Then, my Love,
He just slipped away

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Love you forever and forever…

As Astra per Ardua

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Sigh

In Canadian, Love, Nature, Photography, Poetry, Seasons, Very Bad Poetry, Winter on November 12, 2012 at 1:43 am

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She’s come hither

Come to stay

Until the Time

She’s gone again

Darling hush

Grasps the land

Fresh, crisp

Pure, clean

Sparkling white

Stardust dream

Rhapsody

Blows my mind

When you call

My name

Hard Candy

In Abuse, Dark, Drug Addiction, Fear, Indifference, Life, Loss, Madness, People, Poetry, Poverty, Sex, Ugh, Very Bad Poetry, Violence, Weird on October 9, 2012 at 8:52 pm

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Camilla d’Errico, Cotton Candy Curly Cue

Candy gave sold the Man-child what no girl ever really had

Sold it

Took it

Is what she did

Yeah

She took her requital

Again and again

Then she took some more

More and more

Days become years

Candy took and took

She took what he had

She took what she took

She put it in her arm

When that wasn’t enough

She started doing him harm

Grave harm

Failed to make her

Go away

Just leave

Him alone

Then

Girl

She came

It wasn’t her problem

But, hey, all the same

It had to be someone’s

Should have been

Before

Today

The kitchen

Candy’s throat

A blade

A glint

A sharper look stabs her eyes

Take a hint

“You’ve got one last chance, bitch

Grab what you can

Run for your life

You come back again

I’m not thinking twice

Gladly do Time

To see you go ‘bye.”

Right on the edge

Girl made the dive

Scored a 10 and 4 nines

Her very first try

Candy booked it

Right outta sight

See…

Until now it would seem

Candy’s sweet meet

She dictates the plays

Basks in her fame

To beat

Her

At her own game

Save him

Someone had to

Had to

Jump

In-

to that

Black pool

I fear

For Girl

Cannot swim

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Girl is my friend. Candy is Girl’s ancient history ex’s ex. Man-child is his brother.

Drop the Puck!

In Hockey, Hockey Poetry, Love, NHL, Poetry, Silly, Ugh, Very Bad Poetry, Whimsy, Winter on September 21, 2012 at 10:29 pm

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I say, c’mon, already!

What the fuck?

Chop chop!

Let’s drop the puck!

 

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Could we just drop the puck already?

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Gilded Oceans

In Autumn, Love, More Wheat!, Poetry, Prairie, Very Bad Poetry, Wheat, Wheat! Wheat! Wheat!, Wheat-head, Whimsy on September 20, 2012 at 9:22 pm

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Gilded waves heave and sigh

On winds that breathe

Since the beginning

Of Time

As far as I can see

Oceans of it dance,

Romance with me

I wade in and swim

Straight into its heart

Gold envelops my soul

Like so much art

Its untold beards

Tickle my skin

Oh, my goodness

Where to begin

🍂

Homeward Bound

In 9.11, Ad Astra per Ardua, Death, Loss, Love, Music, Poetry, Simon and Garfunkle, The Disappeared, Tributes, Ugh, Very Bad Poetry on September 11, 2012 at 12:32 am

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This one’s going out
To the disappeared
To the Love
Who never returned
Home where their thoughts escapin’
We learn the fates of some
While others…
Still, their Love lies
Waiting silently…
It must be understood
That wait they will
Until they know for sure
They will search high and low
They will hope against hope
Unable to eat
They will dream of you
In stolen moments of sleep
Even though they know
You’re nevermore
They will will you to walk
Through the door
Just once more
Please, just… once more
Then they’d hold fast
To your star
And never let go

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So… Here’s two of my very, very best boys for you with Homeward Bound

💜💜💜

Ad Astra per Ardua

😢💜💋

9.11

The Fool

In Groovy, Love, Magic, Nifty, Poetry, The Fool, The Universe, Very Bad Poetry on September 1, 2012 at 7:58 pm

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I could just eat you up, baby

I’m sorry it’s true

Killing me softly as you do

Everything’s write

Nothing is wrong

Not after so long

Drifting in Space

Solitary Darkness

Staring into the Abyss

Wasn’t expecting anyone

Least of all you

Was sure I was alone

By myself, just a Fool

💜

Bloomin’ Shrooms!

In Fall, Groovy, Love, Magic, Mushrooms, Nature, Poetry, Seasons, Silly, Very Bad Poetry, Winter on August 29, 2012 at 7:47 pm

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🍂

The shrooms are in bloom

That can only mean one thing:

The crescendo of colour

Is poised to enchant

And the white space

I dig most will follow

Soon after that

❤❤❤

Sigh…

Uh, yeah.

Groovy.

Who is Calling?

In Ad Astra per Ardua, Death, Dreams, Groovy, Life, Loss, Love, Poetry, Psychedelic, Suicide, Tributes, Very Bad Poetry on August 22, 2012 at 6:27 pm

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Qu’Appelle

Who is calling

Who

‘Twas the Universe

The Source

No one believed you

I saw the red orb, too

And so I eschew a world

Distracted by faerie glamour

Capitalism, war and self

The world that killed you

With their pale reality

Forced your hand

A hand they dealt

My Beautiful Dreamer

Too beautiful for them

Your ness thrives

In my purple heart

Through Time and Space

Energy never dies

You told me so yourself

We will meet again

My Wild Thing

My Giant

My Liege

💜