Monthly Archives: July 2017

We Are Light!

We came together for loving’s pleasure, Which was the measure of thought’s desire; We snuggled against us to handle treasure, To breathe the life of spiritual fire. We came together with tongues on bodies, That touched and tasted, and found … Continue reading

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Tradition and Fear

Well, it had happened. An extremely rare, quick-killing disease, affecting only Chinese people, had spread like a raging wild-fire, and in two years every Chinese person on the planet was dead. Except for two, Jim and Nancy. For a reason … Continue reading

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Euphoria

The State of Euphoria governs me true Whenever I’m falling, falling for you. I’m high in a daze, half-crazy my ways, Am shackled and bound by the power of you! The State of Euphoria taxes my air; I think of … Continue reading

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More Than

Everything you do or say Makes me love you more each day, And more keeps growing oh, so full With more and more so beautiful, That I will burst or fall apart With nothing left but my full heart, Which … Continue reading

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On The Level

Byron and Nancy were having the first quarrel of their love-life of two weeks. Byron was 95. Nancy was 88. Byron said, holding out his teaspoon, “This, my dear Nancy, is the proper way to load up your teaspoon with … Continue reading

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Confession

I’m so obsessed with your happiness That I forget my own, But I’m the happiest, happiest man That I have ever known. I’m so possessed with your smile, dear, I picture it day and night, And I am smiling ear … Continue reading

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O Flower My Own

I love you; yes, and I am glad. I’m glad for me, I’m glad for you. I know you love it when I say I love you. I know you want to see those happy words; I know you need … Continue reading

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My Fingers Walk

My fingers walk your stomach to your breast; They have no planned direction—they know best. They skip and hop upon your nipples sweet, Then dance up to your lips for loving treat. You kiss them, too, and now I know … Continue reading

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Needing

You’re so alive in my mind, So with me wherever I go, You don’t even seem to mind Whether I stop or no. And when I sit in my chair You’re sitting beside me there; And if I write through … Continue reading

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Love’s Giants

We’re close, my dear, oh, so close; Your hands are almost in my hands, Our feet are almost touching toes. There’s tiny seas and lands, But we lean over those. And almost, almost, almost, dear, I feel your fingers’ reaching … Continue reading

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Why Does It…

Why does it hurt so much to love you so? My thought runs through my body—thought of you— Till all my joints and muscles ache and yell, “Why do you push me slowly through such hell?” Why do I think … Continue reading

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You Can!

If you have something good to say, say it; If there’s someone good to praise, praise him; If there ‘re ideas that are true, say them. Stand for justice, praise the good, Praise the beautiful, praise you; Sing out life … Continue reading

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My Lady Has…

My Lady has delight For all the poems I write; My Lady has delight, And I am glad. I see her eyes a-shine On ink that came from mine; I see her eyes a-shine, And I’m not sad. I feel … Continue reading

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I Own You?

You are mine; I own you. Each breath you take belongs to me. There are no irons on your legs, No chains upon your wrists, But each carefree, swinging step you take is mine. I own you entirely. When you’re … Continue reading

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In Business

Ten year old Johnny decided he was going to be a capitalist. So, he gathered his capital of ten dollars together and bought five packets of lemonade and a hundred paper cups. He went back home and made a pitcher-full … Continue reading

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No More

Fate is out of date. He finishes too late, Himself not powerful True love to annul. Fate looks in the mirror And cannot see a thing. He’s but a mosquito Who hasn’t got a sting. Fate got swatted to the … Continue reading

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Yes!

On the island of No there is a tradition. Every year on No-No Day the best, biggest and fattest cow is doused with oil and set on fire. It runs bawling through the village where it finally collapses and dies. … Continue reading

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Somebody

Nou Bodi knocked at Sum Wun’s door. Sum Wun opened the door. Nou Bodi said, “Hello, excuse me.” Sum Wun, though somewhat startled, said, “You’re excused,” and shut the door. Nou Bodi knocked at Sum Wun’s door again. Sum Wun … Continue reading

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The Mop

She stood before the Chinese Authority. She stood straight, slender at five foot seven, her black eyes thin slits held level and unafraid, her thick black hair like a gorgeous mop. But it was a mop on a head that … Continue reading

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I Do, My Love

If words, like wind, could wind your hair, If rhyme round rhyme could bind you there; If speech could reach to hold you tight, And sense of song your soul ignite, My passion’s pen might prove to you How deep … Continue reading

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Bet On Love

Love, deep love, speaks inside; Love, that cannot be denied. The soul hears, fills with pride. Love moves out of the mind, Into the hands that find, Into the eyes that bind. Love leaps to an act sure, Over the … Continue reading

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No Guarantee? So What.

Who always has some sorry thing to say When other men see sunlight of new day, Who always speaks in pessimistic tone When others fight for rights which they do own, Who always thinks of things that might go wrong … Continue reading

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My Lady Love

My Lady Love is sweet and kind, There’s no one sweeter to my mind; My Lady Love is true and fair, There’s no one fairer anywhere. My Lady Love has thoughts of steel, She will not change for one un-real; … Continue reading

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The Library (from years ago—the fact, not the poem)

Row on row on row of books On shelf on shelf on shelf, Bound in leather, bound in paper, Each a world within itself. And all are mine to gaze upon, Or open, if I dare, To find a sun-lit … Continue reading

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The Enemy

There is no such thing as human rights; there are only individual rights. As an individual you have the right to keep and eat the food you have produced on your own land, or the food you have bought and/or … Continue reading

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