through the duration of time to think sublime
heroes are made through like hellos
the wrestling with the window
one to embark on its solstace
throughout the duration of time so fine
with love to climb upon
long lines formed in desolation
burst inside with appreciation
live long &  prosper
keep your mind in heavenlies
illusively through a dream
meadows are plain in view
horizons of beautiful personifications
each door we close there's always one opened
search your heart to help impart the meaning
believe in hope
so far to cope
down to your last thin rope
love has hope we can share
let's look above to the heavenly love
sare with others a brand new you

one night in the end of October drifting through the woods
there rose up a demonic creature that would haunt the neighborhood
one such occasion it bit this little girl in the neck
blood soaked her dress & she was frantic
howls would be heard in the dead of the night sending a fright
after a duration of time a medium was sent out to look around
what they found was very frightening cause
in the center of town could be found a star pentagram
the only wise decision was to get a priest
along came Father Pryor with flaned desire to catch this creature
it was a mad double feature when an exorcist was ready for the little girl who was bitten
for it was forbidden to venture in her quaint little dwelling
over many hours of prayers with many tears the spell was broken
then things were back to normal or so they thought
then a jogger was running across the cemetery to get to there house for it was a short cut
the creature that they thought vanished attacked again
this time cutting off the man's head & left for road ****
the haunting ensued with now a killer loose
police couldn't seem to trace where the creature was hiding
then at last under an over pass came the sound of bats
the authorities dug deep inside a barren house where old man Jester had died
to there surprise was a skull with blood dripping off side of its mouth
there was a hole in the ground under Jester's home off the side of his porch
& this is there final report
this was the place where the demon creature was hiding
eyes with holes having spots
dripping blood off side
the howls of immense pain
shots were fired and aimed at the creatures head
after seven bullets the creator dropped dead
people in town kept this a secret for years all those tears
the haunting is now forbidden not a word to be said

Dark Gothic Heart

I look to the sea
viral implications take me to the surf
along the rocky ledge leads to an old abandoned house
you hear the intense pounding of the waves outside
a cobblestone walkway lines the entrance to the inclosure
the limestone permeates the small structure
a creeky door open to plants inside having moss
an old woman perched in her rocking chair begins to speak
"My name is Martha I'm the owner of this home & I will tell you your future,
you have a dark gothic heart with a temper that is unmatched."
Suddenly a black cat thunders through the home with a screeching noise
Martha continues," The devil lead you to this home in search of blood for tormented souls,
you have been given a gift with an aura of sophistication".
At that the woman said nothing more but pointed at the door
Outside in the back of her yard were skulls lining the main exterior
I couldn't take it any more so I ran so fast to a nearby stream
Looking into the water I then saw my mere reflection
I was left to wonder what the old woman really meant
a figure moved to help me gain my composure
of that of a hunch back creature having viscous fangs that bite dripping blood off side
Again I ran away to hide frightened
At last a nearby meadow with a clearing sought me to venture further
It was then I realized the true message of my gothic heart
a cool breeze calmed my spirit & soul
noting that love was the mere essence of my existence
I sat alone & collected my thoughts

A Valiant Knight


Death springs a new day basking in the breeze
In solemn moments lets pause to think of a place
A far off castle in the mountains away from it all
A valiant knight lived in the structure of its dwelling
Those days of old where mere men had a noble demise
A beautiful maiden was in waiting for her knight
He would often fight for the cause of strength and dignity
The draw bridge where the castle stood had a very unique aura
A mystery of sort sought up in the vast array of crowned nobility

For the king on his thrown was humble yet greedy
Always would take care of himself caring nothing for the needy
A valiant knight was concerned about the kings trust
Often they would disagree on who it was to serve
A joker came in front of the king one day with a magic wand
Waving the wand in the air then there floated ivy everywhere
For the court jester was a fool in the making of his legacy
The maiden would often come forth and see

For she treasured a red rose that was plucked sometime before
Cherished the calling of her stature to the glory of the throne
A valiant knight would often sing sweet songs in the night
Had a following of village people that would sit before his feet
Having a way of words that he would often share
The castle was filled with dragons and warlocks searching for love
A cause to be brave amidst uncertainty of the kingdom
The legacy of golden bowls filled ardent vestibules
Let us toast to the valiant knight who keeps a watch on all that is good


The inner harmony tuned to its hidden beasts menagerie
the inner harmony tuned to its hidden beasts menagerie
long ago & far away
existed trolls with hobbits in a world apart
the mere notion of cascading falls in true light form
through a transient scope onto its beckoning call
there was dragons in the land along with kings & queens you understand
my sight blocked the vortex of my mind's eye onto Apollo's eye
their was zing to begin with amidst the soul's regard
perhaps this is in the land where Nero could tred

A scroll was wriiten on linen parchments by the word of truth
A great disaster came across the land their were giants their
the hobbits had a high loft dwelling amidst the struggle
a radiant light pulsated through the dragons teeth
under the rainbow poured out oil that was unleashed to change the world
without warning many were effected by the distant disaster

A fare maiden let down her hair onto the plush kingdom
alone with her thoughts she dreamed a dream that nobody could decifur
that was until the court jester had recaptured her imaginative thoughts she was after
the dream was a rainbow overhead with a dragon following with crystal lights
the embodiment of iron skulls dashed the fragments of her thoughts
the forbidden castle was enchanted in the night filled with cadence
from the vision many would be killed but the outcome would profit the land
A fare maiden was moved with compassion by the killings and moved to a river

We arrive early to a morning service in a hurry
Look in every direction for jackets & mittens
A long line of performance can awake the senses
Straddling fences taking notes on a paper for reference
It's not based on steeples & bells or even a salesman giving something to hear;
No, his love was such that he suffered so much just to
Cause some of us to follow in his footsteps
The church should be in us all as a holy temple
It has withstood the heaviest cost of time
A heart saturated with truth in order to withstand
The truest test if time leave your worry's behind
Social injustice has infected so many
Heavy hearts moved from a sweet message of love
A beacon of light to a much hurting world in need
Confession is made in such a holy place to pray
An angellic host of heavenly onlookers guide the way
Many choose not even to visit or enter it's doors
Lest I implore another place in which to enjoy
Marriage as a holy institution is held within those doors
Funeral service for the dearly departed exit it's frame
It's for everyone whether black, white or Chinese
While the outside world is hungry for a teaching to knock you to your knees
Share the good news that you learned within it's doors
Help the widow, lame & handicapped see that there is a place of peace

outside on the patio
sat an old cat
timid creature with a vibrant imagination
dusted off an old book
studied until the late hours of the night
a candle light
each of us is given a gift
romance is in the air
we all love to be loved

in the base of the room
stood a candle lit in vast duration
we all must embrace these days

Nature of Love

Love
Smiles like an opened rose
Tears fill when petals dry
Along the face of dawn
Through seasons blissful cry

Love
fresh as fallen rain
with each breath its scent
Beauty colors in waves
Life's blossomed wonderment

Love
Flows like a river
Timeless without sleep
Calm will hold the mountain
Adrift can melt the sea

Love
Rides the sojourn winds
Soft as a wing's feather
Shy when clouds cover
Free in stormy weather

Love
Whispers long embrace
Beyond skies of azure
To crimson sunset lakes
Where shines a shooting star

The Passion Of The Christ

out of breath,
to pass every test
A beacon of light
stand firm through the fight

shouts to proclaim
not having her in my arms is driving me insane;
shades of grey, black & blue
what more are we to do

shallow peak the sneak wink
sing the resurection hymn,
love is for certain stand past the curtain
blood out on the patio

which way do we go ?
See Mary weeping beside the tomb
the voice goes past the years in tender gears
so often with fashion means;

honor, blessing & praise
Death is dead Christ has won
love in a one way street
Another wind in the storm

Cursed the very day you been born
not since th likes of Lena Horne
burning rubble cancel the double
oh that rugid cross my salvation;

A love that will not let me go
the soft sandal feet
a frig although sunken deep
love in thought as well as deed

The sun takes charge fullest crown
below the brazen hero smile

there is a time such as this that I don't really give two *****
busting out in the rap scene like a circling tornado fiend
everyday there's a new Jack  swing as suckers hide from me
Society something stuck in side of me brothers tend to hide from thee
yet I tend to disagree can post it on my homily for what one is willing to achieve
yes  I confess always got something stuck up my sleeve living out my legacy
with happier times of what one is willing to achieve come and sit next to me
these are hard times you see living in a world that do what they please
start spreading its disease you will be a pacifier ***** with a switch
suckers want to beat me bust up the economy take what's inside you see
so come help yourself like your a caged barbaric Keebler Elf
put that book right back on the shelf let things surf
East Coast West Coast still in the zone just after watching Home alone
old school new school that's how we rule help to bring home the family jewel
you still after me it will end in such a catastrophe yet what are we willing to achieve
knocking the boots that is our right even over the edge at the dull of night
we all need to stay strong like Rodney King & Lynn Swan

suckers want to battle me but I bust up the beats to compliment me
the devil is inside you playing second fiddle while i'm out there stuck in  the middle
Hotel, Motel & Holiday Inn let the battle begin bring the noise with all your toys
both girls and boys holding your own with your haned on the phone i'm full grown
I'm a man with the plan working on my tan you understand
50 cent hasn't made a dent to what i got in mind you see
I'm the over weight lover still undercover waiting to be discovered
so pull your sheets over bring all your friends over and recline at the sofa
some folks want to steal your dreams in some twisted schemes falling apart at the seams
got to move ahead instead girls be out giving head suckers get a face full of lead
out in the streets where people meet we got to come clean some head getting a bit mean
the moral of this story is to wake up in morning glory hearing this dope joint swing

Rap is heavy with beats from my head down to me feet taking it to the street
loli pop in your mouth some suckers tend to ***** and pout but you got to get away
free style on your turn table dial taking a lesson from Grand Master Flash who is so fresh
Suckers on stand by watching ******* flock just to get high reading Catcher & The Rye
roll up this is a hold up ain't nothing funny but the sound of the money
nothing phony I came here to get down got one foot in heaven but the others in hell
start ringing my bell (Word) I exist as a vapor then I am no more
got to grab some lotion off of Petty Coat Junction so what's your function
learning a lesson in confessing leaves you second guessing
so follow your dreams and eat some delicious ice cream my beauty queen
got to wax that *** fine right from behind peeps do shine got me in a bind
every day I'll climb up the ladder raps getting fatter enough of this chatter

there is something stirring in the wind
a good way in which to begin
time stops for no one yet time is all we have
you can hear it in the distance
you can hear from the preacher
many are dull or lax when it comes to reality
instead they settle for a land of make believe
choosing to do whatever they please
one day soon they will get knocked down on there knees
there are dreadful eyes with heads in the street
this isn't a good place for any meet & greet
we are off running the bases with heavy laces
light in its torn illumination
perhaps in need of a break on a long vacation
many are looking to the stars to help them get by
but I wonder how & I wonder why
a calm before the storm
some curse the day they were actually born
yet we stare into the distance
amidst all the resistance
we can easily see
a place that sets men's hearts free
it is are chief aim & destiny
we must wait & be ready for the storm it fastly approaches
will you be ready ?

Lord, tonight there is a lot of hurting people inside. Show them Lord your presence in there lives. Father God, to the women who is deciding whether or not to abort their child. God show her the truth in your holy word that abortion is clearly ******. Father, to the street walker in the City of Waterbury give peace to her dear soul . Jesus...Jesus your the lover of our soul you come take control. Help us father to be ready for your appearing in all of your fullness. Dear Lord Jesus, egnite the fire & flame of your desire to be full & pure. Lord, many are having affairs as they are married God we ask you Lord for healing. In the area of our finances Lord please provide a clear way dear Jesus. As we wait on you & trust you as savior. Amen

the spread a cheek
a sparrow speaks

left words to stand still & repeat
shades of grass a sense to over react

spil the motor watch as you smile

Peeps Need To Be Strong

alright drop the beats
got this fire burning hotter inside of me
don't want to get the best of me
sitting here drinking my forty why should I worry
everything today's a joke including the pope so why we faint
taking to long to watch paint dry you catch me on the fly
got these dope rhymes locked for this homeboy do think a lot
Snoop is with me burning up the ****** hold inside you see
today its the walking dead faces filled with lead
tombstones for eyes in their heads
but folks want to battle me while I'm out working on my legacy
its plain to see good rappers like me I'm the over weight lover Mario Vitale making sweet history...

the moral of this story is peeps need to be strong & can't we all just get along
funny how the time does fly another sucker hit me in the eye
back in the 80's Public Enemy was number one rappers having a bit of fun
Flava Flav & MTV with moments like these we came to agree
Remember Milli Vanilli with their record skipping minds were flipping really doing Karaoke
some in the industry are very sensitive best to leave such folks alone
Nas, Lamar & Lil Wayne are still in the rap game not to mention my man Fetty Wap still on top
old school is still the way to go bust up the beat to increase the tempo
burning rhymes with second chances even in its new romances

Man this me, this me, this me, and thats how its gonna straight up this is how im goona be, straight up just me
why everybody want to be a judge when they be judge by society man its a trip not getting notice when my presence dont exist but to exist is to be alive so am i alive? like bonnie and clyde i want to surrive and fly and never come back to this world of hell so thats what i say when times get hard, i aint measuring my time until my name blow up like fireworks in july (ya dig) or something major like cnn news live thats how i want my shows to be


When people see me they can say they know me but they just know the name but not the man behind the name so i say you play games like m.j but them chiks got games but i aint insane i aint after brain im looking for that ring that fits like a glass slipper so call me insane that i waste my time on them when them dont care about me whatever, whatever, whatever say what you please say what you please until your heart bleeds



Neither he or she can say it like i say her name so soft as pillow, she keep out of society storm so i know she the one like obama could be the one 'say what' man you aint feeling me like ray and his piano but i got my ray of sunshine that cant be declined and that be reyna all the time so shine on like the star you is and then you'll be a superstar can you believe? can you believe? this hype aint over and if you thought it was then you is over i could be anyplace in this world but i'am here waiting for you to realize who am i and i gotta say that im better than any lucky charm of a lucky charm

You stand in the middle of a clearing
you take a deep breath and you sigh
You look back at the thorns and the thistles of life
the pain is there even in your eye

You stand there and breathe the free fresh air
so deeply it penetrates
It soothes the mind, it helps the heart
the soul it revives

You look to the sides and you look ahead
you don't have to look behind
For what's back there, you know about it
ahead is where you will find it

All that you wanted in the past
all of your dreams unfulfilled
Ahead is where it all really is
the past it seems so unreal

Ahead way in the distance
you dimly see a door
It's marked and all the labels read
all you could ever hope for

So breathe while you can
because you see
Between you and that great door
more thistles, more thorns, more pain of life

But isn't it worth a little more
so pull all those muscles together
Regain all your strength and your spark
look to the proper source for strength

For you have reached the halfway mark

When you fall asleep at night
your mind goes into an eerie flight
You can open the gate with they key of thought,
and don't have to do what you've been taught

You sing, and dance, and prance all day,
and you act so happy and also gay.
You run in circles and run into trees,
and cut your elbows and scrape your knees.

But sometimes you open the wrong gate,
and find yourself facing a terrible fate.
There are monsters, ghouls, and also grouches,
and then you wish you were on comfortable couches

And when you're done and almost through,
your mind knows exactly what to do.
You go back through the eerie flight,
it maybe day it maybe night

And when your mind comes back to you,
you may wake up and have a flu.
You could leave for school very late,
and find out that it's the wrong date.

And you could play outside in the streams,
but you will know that you entered,
"The Land of Dreams ".

the ocean has a deeper way to calm our fears
trace back the years we used to know
when shadows break through the corridor in the hall
the pitter patter of soft sandal feet
to stretch the very fabric of the curtain long to explore
a mirror to the soul
a chance to let us know
heavy hearts turn to soft pillows in the light of love
love is the sweet essence of my inner existence
one hand to hold a heart to mend
we must willingly depend upon a power greater then self
to touch the hand of the one willing to share
a tender part  of me really cares

to become a beacon of light to a hurting world in need of love
the comes from the hand of almighty God
life is a mystery to most
like a lost seagull outside on the coast
through walks along the shore
Oh, I want to love you more
without a single care in the world
seagulls flock overhead and passerby's can escape the helping hand of its sparkling radiance
lovers search for love marked on a dusty road
my inner soul permeates the tender longing inside
a place in which to hide
from all the raw sewage and decay hence another day
will you let him in to dine will you make the victor's sign
when all is said and done your face shall shine

A poet looks intently at our world through a visible but very delicate lens
Does all of the wishes that they aspire come true ?
Well ! It all depends ?
Yet through those delicate eyes we derive a most solemn surprise
For some maybe their grace has not fallen on them ?
I don't think as a poet as a liar per say,
Rather, someone who connects with that half of the brain
That no one bothers to tap into,
Although for now though dimly,
Yet what one does today will forever be echoed throughout all eternity
Poetry/ Hits on many topics and aspects of life,
Relationships and material
There can be no substitute for the real you
Hence, it's all based upon choices,
For the materialization of the given subject matter,
To equate one's whole being as squeezing the tooth paste out
Hence their is always still some **** left in the bottom of the tube
Still what may be true for you may not be for someone else ?
The poet should have a keen sense of vital improvisation
Yet to not relent when critics start bashing one's subject matter,
This is a clear indication that as a professional writer
One must pay real attention to the mere tone of the subject matter,
People could see through the lies
Lastly, a true poet never dies,
Rather lives on in the many hearts of their adoring fans

The *****

widows peak
stand still another week
living through the barbed wire seek
one, two & three

Wanted to rush the piece
from the roof barbed wire
There she walks in
Count to the number ten

There she walked in, "The *****" !
having a bout with whiskey
Wait entire works in store
in walks the *****

thinking through the barren sea
kisses, ***** & breach
listen to the walking
pieces, love & stream

The *****, walks into so much more
she paid her respects through the thunder roll
caged, pleasant & gathering
My love reaches so much more

She walks further to ever before
kisses, love & romance

The Beast Unseen

Lying in wait, patiently silently following every move,
Unseen by most, till a moment before a strike, then silence you lose,
Claws like a razor, teeth like a knife
As they are digging, you cling to life,
Your oxygen cut off, the breathing is thin,
Nothing left now, no you won't win,

Another life claimed, by the wit and the skill
The appetite curbed, the beast claims the ****,
The beast, the victor, opponent, has none
before it was started the battle was done
Unseen, came the battle, victory unclear,
A death, escape, a way out was near

Unseen it came left just the same
A pile of bones, unrecognized no name,
Disappeared like a shadow, gone out of sight
Another day finished, now stalking the night
Keep your eyes open, use silence to hear
If it's unseen, the beast could be near

just suppose;
a bit far fetched
Tumble **** on traverse spence
he came to me amidst a breeze
he sought me when I was down on my knees
he loved me unconditionally
nestled through the leaves

time well spent in thought
the tide comes in it also rises
further into the quantum pulse
the memory sullen with velvet leaves

the price he had to pay for all our yesterdays
chosen from off the vine
crafted in by his great design
he seeks us early he sought us when we were down

through every valley and stream
Satan would buffet
the trials would come
but by his word we are free

caress the silver embrace the gold
as waiting heart to implode
onto a different episode
lay up your silver forfeit your gold

lines to be drawn in the sand
the embrace tender of her hand
lavender dew fresh on the morning sod
togetherness

a tender ear to reflect
Jesus we must confess
we shall meet at the love fest
in God we trust

although nails in his hand
we shall understand
the masters ultimate plan

Sinatra

field of dreams sought after disease
Now there end is near
triumphant lead,
door bell rings

Sinatra sings...
left to laughter in his knee...
New York..New York
handsome man;
leader of their band

Van Halen
a young kid running the streets of California
Brother Alex playing on the pots & pans
In time young Eddie bought a guitar
hoping in his heart he'll go far

Although from that scene many years had passed
still having every reason to grasp,
A deep aura of musical talent intact
Soon a band was formed with Diamond Dave, Alex, Michael & Ed

what was going on inside his head
flirting with drugs along his path
Working so hard anyone else would have a heart attack
Eruption on stage with the wailing of his guitar 1984

Still time had passed and the parting of the ways with Diamond Dave
Out of sadness there was new gladness with Sammy singing lead
A break up with Valerie Bertenelli yet out came son Wolfie
Hitting the streets again a brief excursion

A band with a talent unmatched still another parting of ways
Then it was Mr. Cherona that fell apart at the seems to extreme
Looking back today the band went all the way
Shooting to the stars a reunited band with Diamond Dave again

Perhaps it's best to hold our breath and count to the number ten ?
Eddie was and still is my biggest inspiration
Now is a good time for the band to take a break on a long vacation.

skip the beat with robotic meat your turn with vapor power;
lift high the American banner is that your worth after
shattered crystal clear illusion solvent as per a solution

A Lonely Man's Dream

I wish I could write a love song
A song that would take away the pain
A song about a very lonely man
Too many times hurt and used for someone else's gain

A song that could renew some trust and faith
To a heart one time too many broken and torn
A song to fill the heart full of joy and happiness
Replace all the bad memories, darkness and scorn

If only such a song could be written
That could portray the true meaning of love
So many difficult questions could be answered
The sun would shine so much brighter above

Am I a fool, and all this just a dream
To think a simple song could be the answer
Nevertheless, I think I will continue to hope and sing
Even if sometimes it comes out only in a whisper

Love: You can't shut it out, like the crashing of a wave,
Once it starts there is no stopping it
So I try to enchant you with my smile,
But I'm afraid it's just not your style

I try to impress you with my brain,
But nothing changes- it's all the same
I try to reach out, but you're not there;
My lonely heart grabs at air

My heartstrings reach out and cling to yours
My heart an eagle, my heart soars
Then the drawbridge goes up and the walls come down
My abysmal heart is left with a frown

I try to still my hearts ache;
My love I'll give, your love I'll take
Why won't you just be at my side ?
To love and to hold, to talk and confide

But you never notice- you don't care !
To love me, you wouldn't dare
The stars shine down on my empty soul
If you would just love me it would make me whole.

Love Is Calling

I heard God call late one eve
(There's love for you if you walk my way )
I ignored the warning, but continued to pray
Slowly I began to change my wordly disarray
(Because God first loved me I maintain and stay safe )

I joined the local church after a member led the way
defiance, resistance and temptation swayed my initial attempt at faithfulness...
After increased knowledge understanding sunk in
Hallelujah ! There's a place for me in God's holy land.

bible verses are armor against my evidence of sin
I grabbed ahold of the word to ruin the devil's evil plan
My faith has grown, my heart is known.
I see myself as God sees me

The sowing of seed the assignment God reads
building righteous relationships through fellowship
The medium of prayer and worship brings deliverance
Joy gives strength to the weak

so when God calls don't harden your heart
There's so much peace in the presence of God's abundance...
Love...

Switch Blade

lest you blink the eye
sing a sweet lula by...

spend your day expressed by grace ordered from a Payton place
cheer each moment from the edge of the setting sun a very well done
climb each pillar of thought and deed to reach forth every bit of need
transformation to be a king set forth to a freedom ring set ahead,

drop in a set daily routine an angelic song can't we all get along
building bridges enhanced to swing in the parlor from freedom swing
come close to me with honor a captured melancjoly grin people sing
out of order but we continue to sing sent transformed for every thing

***** on the porch let us stand firm and rejoice to decorate a New York smile
the moments of tender muse set sail on its own for people to come on home
a balance for power there's ***** on the wall standing ten feet tall
recapture the falling song can't we get along abused by power such as the fawn

news to me to be set free falling headlong as in a coaster sent right over
the taste of Manicotti specially for you the cause to brew as coiced renewed
application to a frustration moved by education falling creatures made to shine
captured by the edge of the vine together so fine rob you blind you see

***** to the wall stand ten feet tall the rooster flows its in what you know
a harvest new a each casket new feeling ever so dear all draw near
with fallen drops as in airforce one become undone having a bit of fun
stranger to your ever glow take you to places you need to go transformed new

a quiet street my ***** fall deep stand still & repeat
feature creature stand tall to meet her tender rooster
shine down upon me in its billow sanction well received in
long are the long ago chimes very good in store a cry for more

***** to the wall in a turning touch in a rush such flattery of make believe
salute you see the back door cling noticed from everything pople sing
pillars of thought ***** to the wall & everything
looking out in the lawn you graciously see a fawn

braced from the new unction of seaweed twisted between your knees
cry a river in order to discover hurry up & take cover
sure fire wy in order to display everything's o.k.
cry me a river stand still & deliver

chased through your dreams there is ***** to the wall from every purpose
shine on the simple study through the song shattered through the breeze
can't we get along feathers with the swan captured in my imagination
there's never hungry like a rooster in your imagination

capure each smile to know all the great while
apples in carriage everything delivered
tried and true everything blue
sad but innocent to the drawers

paint a picture  news tide to recaptre the falling   blues
shake dreams from your hair my pretty child
lay hold of its rest in every test,
savor  the moment you cling to find

***** to the wall stand ten feet tall
through a brisk walk on the beach far out of reach
there's silence in the fold repaired until
passengers through blatant Henry lines

share with each other a heavenly climb
there's places you need to go with the flow,
seek the heavenly course in care with most
share in the right shun what's wrong

the rid is forth there's one ball too short
***** to the wall shine upon the strong earth
peach ice cream and everything short
got my ***** to the wall

send forth the workers send proud the flame
not to mention in the mentally insane
proud as silver gold as shine
list of insurance so very fine

the wind blowing
have you ever remember when you were down to the lowest pit no one gives a ****
order of disorder come close to know ya
in the curtains we shall enjoy you,

after the mall through dull in the path
as in all goodness past
through chosen vessels
stay true to discover

rewind the television something is worth missing
we all must come together no matter what the weather,
train up a child you must keep it in order
show forth in your glory

stay with the fold listening to the door
paint a picture with a smile
still to know all the great while
bridge the gap in between

share with each other another page of order
***** against the wall stand up ten feet tall
its in you don't you see working on a melancholy
like the words to hear its order

dark, obscure & dim
Can you go on indefinitely ?
sleep, slumber & somnolence
Where are you ?

dawn, morning & daybreak
Will you ever come ?
Light is my sentinel
sleep is my refuge

Where are either of you ?

I found a little fairy
someone had discarded on the ground.
I picked her up
put her in my pocket.
Never again will she be alone.
She can now sit on my desk
as she has found a new home.
If I have, any wishes
I hope she will grant them to me.
This little fairy I found
someone had discarded on the ground
Given me hundreds of years ago,
My name has a meaning you shall know:
It means, in the speech of the bygone folk,
"Smoke of the Earth" - a soft green smoke!

A wonderful plant to them I seemed;
Strange indeed were the dreams they dreamed,
Partly fancy and partly true,
About "Fumiter" and the way it grew.

Where men have ploughed
or have dug the ground,
Still, with my rosy flowers, I'm found;
Known and prized by the bygone folk
As "Smoke of the Earth" -
a soft green smoke!
See the rose-berried Spindle
All to sunset colours turning,
Till the thicket seems to knindle,
Just as thugh the trees were burning.
While my berries split and show
Orange-coloured seeds aglow.
One by one my leaves must fall;
Soon the wind will take them all.
Soon must fairies shut their eyes
For the Winter's hushabies;
But, before the autumn goes,
Spindle turns to flame and rose!
the little fairy was a timid creature
living in her world of sunbeams and moon lit glares
children used to notice the way the would shift & fly
out of a frenzy  of beautiful cadence there lies an opened door

very often few
one pill to chew
for what are what to do
pill box swung undo
termpers of fire
ervidence torn asunder
fragrance on line 2,
happy with tombstone given
strawberry wine
1969

shadows block the vorterx allowed
peril in condition
the day I used to go
Albastor with ther need to go
laugh in,
shadows wrerck every season

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to lurk behind a bench well spent
reach behind a living tide
my neice new the score
haunted freom the hospital
marek the oner willing to explore
Caviar sheds ther dial to where you need to go

it was starting to rain on the night that we first decided
the chance to roll the dice
my birthday cake was ready
so was the famous spaghetti

when all of a sudden someone let out a ****
an embarrassing moment in time
we all looked around yet no one admitted it
once again intoxicated by the fumes

couldn't they have waited and do it in the bathroom
squeeze your cheeks in
a good place to begin
but instead they cut wind

I couldn't even hold my breath to count to the number ten
thoughtfully we all sang happy birthday to me
amidst the tragic event that somebody cut the cheese
I just couldn't help myself it knocked me to my knees

my uncle opened a window
even the birds themselves flew away
what a pause to relieve
on such a calm & peaceful day

© 2 minutes ago, chevyvent    humor • spiritual • society • friendship

bargain basement tunes..,
sift right through their applause
my name is right exposed to the notion white
I look to there slight reflection of ther maker believe,
my notion of a parade
Cape Cod is the slightest of hand when to understand...
My sight is to live by faith
Reflection in the way it used to be
Had some fun as a Roman Catholic
burden by their ****** of Chase Avernue
slightest of hand exposed in ther fight
let heer screeam among the even flow
unlerashed freom the supervised
giver cadernce to the pardon plug
onto the most slightest of hand when to underestand
my pulser keps beating...
onward to the faint of harm
here I am left alond in my room

greased thern, slightest of hand,
beyond there fragrant blow
shaped through the window dusted roll
some call me Colton puzzled array
streong weralth in caderncer minus ther inside flow
the outere fig nut tree
caused a mellon breeze,
stregnth in ther mortage

she was on the throne
far away from her home
uniting hearts to ne fond heights
carrying herself with a song

Agatha the princess
will lose their influence
soaring to new frontiers
left her to tears

took walks in her garden
beautiful flower display
let to thoughts to pray
with tears in her eyes

came as a big surprise
delicate hue wth borrowed lies
she walks the flats on the lonely pier
rapers and dishes she would hide
leave behind

the careless whisper
a shoulder to cry
the soft cascading vamp
shine on her eyes

to beg or even borrow
moments of sorrow
to cleave to her young
the living stone

have we just begun

Why Are All These People Who Said They Will Leave The Country If Trump Won Still In The U.S.A. ?
  



There are many talents who stated they would leave the country if Trump won but there still living here ?
Many had claimed they would move to Canada cause it’s going to crazy.
Talents who I will remain anonymous for the sake of their careers.
Apparently, one couldn’t possibly live up to there perfect standard for living.
Either way people we have to **** it up now cause we’ve been dealt the Trump card.
Like any country is better then the good old U.S.A.
Freedoms today that far too many of us take for granted.
Yes, one has free will to leave if he or she chooses to do so.
Still this is the greatest country in the world and we need to stay here to live out our legacy.

into the arms of rap that's where its at buiding through the confusion in fusion
got flames coming out my baseball cap I'm in need of a nap keep close to the doorway
fresh rhymes I'm still on time you maybe brave see me at the arcade park my Benz in back
folks tend to over react but I tip my hat got news for you all bridge the gap know what's up

Chilling at the grill with my girl sporting heavy studs think that I'm in love you see
there's brilliance in a piece mark the ege of my teeth stand still & repeat
bars watching souped up body kit cars looking to the stars a view from Mars
Pina Colada does anyone grow fond of Starsky & Hutch another push

grasping with tender faith in my hand when will folks understand stick it to the man
years have passed still having every reason to grasp the solitude in that I'm still in a good mood...
Feeling high anxiety got folks sitting next to me living out my legacy of what I used to be
Sipping my favorite sauce to the max you tend to over react got to stay in the zone

Summer time boogy time get your cash and stand in line frozen in time
Through a variation of a dream peeps do scream eating delicious ice cream
Souped up high hat as if in a tempo taking you places that you need to go
playing a little Spanish fly i got words by the fly your my favorite guy

on my human side stand still I'm happily alive got to put first things first
this is how i flirt got words for Lavert put back your gold in a purse
Trump is getting busy but he makes me awful dizzy better listen to Thin Lizzy
they say i'm institutionalized but I got words from the hive it's best to dream big

one day soon you will see the blown apart reality
of distant faces with flirting traces having midnight places
we are on the move so stay in the groove
he comes only to ****, steal & destroy
lying is his game with chief aim & ploy
ever since I was a little boy I saw his fire in the sky
it was all very much a lie
we have been straddling fences mending trenches
getting caught up in a trap
working so hard can give you are heart attack
he hates you & wants you in hell
there forever you will soon discover
truth was right all along should have believed that gospel song
so now we got the cheap thrills that pay the bills
getting caught up in the mix we need a quick fix

****** to eternity in hell
fires of weeping, wailing & gnashing of teeth
so far away so very out of reach
fires that will quench your thirst for ******
he's a deserted with blackened lace
blown apart this Peyton place
such a disgrace
run to the real truth while you have time
get over yourself your getting very blind
all to the reality of heaven
it isn't a one stop shopping event at your local seven eleven
there will be no escape when your in the pit
I know many don't even give a ****
but the truth is still the truth & a lie a lie
Satan is a liar
goodbye
© right now, chevyvent   society poems

it happened years ago in 1979
invited Jesus to come into my heart
this would light the inner spark
to where I needed to go

pitter patter of soft sandle feet
we would both meet & greet
worship at his feet
one day at a time sweet Jesus

that's all I'm asking of thee
then when i was thirteen
starring up in the clouds to see his face
he is the peace that passes all understanding

living inside of me hide me away from society
a very good reason to believe
from hanging on a tree
to coming to live inside of you & me

for I look to the sea
reflections on the way spark my memories
some happy and sad
think of childhood friends and the dreams we had

Jesus is for us a quest to rejoice
out of his great love he shared
so never fear or drop a single tear
as he may whisper in your ear

his love was such that he suffered so much
just to cause some of us to follow
the love I know

This is interesting, intriguing, deep and vast thoughtful and provoking. In the sense it makes you wonder a lot of things. That cross your mind on reading this epic tale. Main facets and questions spring to mind on this one. Enjoyed it a lot. Thanks for sharing.
it is always difficult to comprehend
what was in the mind
of the poet at that time
each one has freedom
for one's own opinion/vision
unless the poet says
what he wants to in prose as explanation

*** Heavy Load


stick to the mountain by the sea
capture me through the breeze;
filter through the notion of ten
living in the want of searching

living then breathing columns to swing
she was so hot a bargain,
pulsating mix hero in the twist...
there she goes near want not need

search in the above march of diamonds
heavy search the king of diamonds
while a while we simply let go
bust up the beep onto the tempo

searching, faces & pull...
by the ocean breeze
knock you to your knees
busy as a bee


now is the time that drives men clear
Chevy charge a bed falls near
a staff well known to clear
the Flight Of The Alabastor;

*** heavy load
thats all we near
the faces, traces & bases

At dawn, your skin speaks to me through my skin like a drum beat
Tawny creatures of fur and feather, dance your dawn names
in onion skin colors across my sky
And the ripples in water say your day names
In endless knots of light and shadow

At evening your dusk names echo in my chest
like a savored breath of ocean air
Swim dance your dark names in the corners of my eyes
And all my steps feel a slippery pull
As though there is a tide that runs north to you

All your names are in me
Your names are in the fibers of my weave
Your sun and moon are making a tapestry of me each day
My threads seek you even across infinite,
microcosmic gulfs of electrons and light,
Come to you even in the guise of common words,
Hinting at the song of you and me

learn to dance
a chance at romance
without a glance
years ago let the truth be told
got to put things in perspective
some are very often left captive
we all must know the truth for ourselves
put that book right back on the shelf
lift up your senses
bask in the vast expanse
may have to change my residence
searching through loop holes we will get *** holes
many years ago
let the truth be told
that's how I roll
through the duration of time
we have created a rhyme
all must stand in line
patience is a virtue
therefore gain wisdom
light & love
rich words from above
we each must never go under

whatever happened to respect
we have fallen in a horrible pit
love would rather look through a telescope then a microscope
in each of are hearts there beats a drum

we have fallen on desolate time
having accepted ill faded rhymes
we seek self to please
this notion of thought should knock you to your knees

stop spreading the disease
you have put self on the throne of your life
amidst it's bitter pain & strife
many lie in wait to deceive

there god is self the one that can not save
they have chosen this path in which to tread
what is going on inside are heads
the notion of servant hood has taken a back seat

once this life is done no chance to repeat
why do we hate one another
viscous long fangs that bite in the night
eyes with spots with blackened stench

one must get beyond the self in order to arrive
distant ships traveling in the sea of turmoil
we must embark on a new journey to behold
the time for change is now

I look to the sea
viral implications take me to the surf
along the rocky ledge leads to an old abandoned house
you hear the intense pounding of the waves outside
a cobblestone walkway lines the entrance to the inclosure
the limestone permeates the small structure
a creeky door open to plants inside having moss
an old woman perched in her rocking chair begins to speak
"My name is Martha I'm the owner of this home & I will tell you your future,
you have a dark gothic heart with a temper that is unmatched."
Suddenly a black cat thunders through the home with a screeching noise
Martha continues," The devil lead you to this home in search of blood for tormented souls,
you have been given a gift with an aura of sophistication".
At that the woman said nothing more but pointed at the door
Outside in the back of her yard were skulls lining the main exterior
I couldn't take it any more so I ran so fast to a nearby stream
Looking into the water I then saw my mere reflection
I was left to wonder what the old woman really meant
a figure moved to help me gain my composure
of that of a hunch back creature having viscous fangs that bite dripping blood off side
Again I ran away to hide frightened
At last a nearby meadow with a clearing sought me to venture further
It was then I realized the true message of my gothic heart
a cool breeze calmed my spirit & soul
noting that love was the mere essence of my existence
I sat alone & collected my thoughts

pray tell the Winter slobber on its cold
delight yourself in Spring where freedom rings abode
for tomorrow is a splash of elegance waiting to be fashioned
Autumn has an errie way to display your inner passions

one by one we trek through the opened field taking time to yield
one by one though government our own chief aim & ploy
riding high in Autumn's spring with words to call
suffer the little children in parts unknown

bellow there are pialls of thought of communication
impressed by their atmosphere
we are each a stepping stone based in the capitivating mind

it was late in the evening & on the street
had my body kit waxed on my Camry
fenders had a slasp of silver so did the rims
stero was blasting to my favorite song
Like Michael Jackson & Stevie B
rolled into my neighborhood bar many looked out at my car
I was fixing to put one on slamming back drinks until I couldn't even think
out in the back was the girl of my dreams named Sara
I smiled in her direction needing some sweet affection
much to my surprise she had a bun in the oven from her secong cousin
was it any wonder i had too much time on my hands
Still I made a play for sweet Sara
she was so very nervous i could hear it in her voice
but it was my choice to dance with her in the middle
perhaps i was playing second fiddle or loosing the ball in a dribble
that's why they call me the smooth operator today
I used my many talents that God gave me
but I was a dear gentleman to Sara and raised her baby as our own
took a chance in the dark in that i lit the spark to what i was waiting for
although the many years have passed still having every reason to grasp
how much a love can grow the strong beat of the tempo
in the way we should go
so today I still wax my Camry with every fiber in me
the times have changed but the love still grows
been knocked to the ground but my hope still shows
now every place that I go I'm known as the smooth operator
would you like another ice cream flavor
it's just sugar & spice with everything nice
once this life is through no second chance to roll twice

we so often will quiver
underneath the covers
why do we even bother
in a world in so much trouble
perhaps you'll make my Martini stron like on the double
To grasp at straws
in obeying all those laws
some may claim we are a lost cause

a clearing near a forest
it is their a path we need to tread
walking by tall Willow trees
in the distance squirrels look for acorns
a road turns darke
we shiver in the cold
connlestone walkway along its path
grasping each others hand
let me be the first to help you understand

the just moments after the walk
a sound of silence permeates a flow
there are some things you ought to know
life is filled up with moments such as these
shadows break to the fullness of love
coming from a hand from up above
a mere notion of a mystery soon to discover
again under the covers
Why do we even bother ?

inside my brain lest I refrain
lies a deep impulse to explode
the notion of love that comes from heaven above
I was given this gift as a child
with pad and pen & a need to pretend

hands, heart, face & smile
cause I knew all the while that in time I would shine
to feel the warmth on my face by the sun
the conquest at hand to have a bit of fun
although those many years would pass
I had every viable reason to grasp

therefore gain wisdom & with all thy getting gain understanding
a challenge to be set free was a question of time
I had to sit down & learn how to rhyme
of far off places with kings and queens
just another flavor of my favorite ice cream
I searched high in low to be found

inside I used to hide behind four walls in my mind
solitude...
why does one negate logic for fear ?
for I shed a single tear to help numb the inner pain
not having a good book in hand was driving me insane
Suddenly I found myself in the fast lane getting lost again

until the supernatural came in
now I could hold my breath & count to number ten
a beacon of hope to a hurting world in search of love
fallen from the heaven's from God above,
I fell in love with a unique craft of poetry
lost in sullen brevity amidst its extremities
finally came full circle to who I really am
just to know deep inside that God alone had a plan

The warrior, his armor pierced
And his sword crimson,
Looks about at those who have challenged him
On this field of battle
He eases his once mighty steed forward to survey the aftermath
Of his victory
A tear falls, his heart is torn as he realizes
He too comes closer to death
In the distance another warrior approaches he is alone
He will challenge

He is young and strong, his armor is unshaken, his sword
Glistens in the sun
His steed, with head held high and nostrils flared,
Strains at his warriors firm grip
The old warrior dons his helmet and wipes his time worn sword
Of its past victories
He glimpses a shadow from the corner of his eye,
It has fleeted, he knows,
Still, he will accept the challenge
He is a warrior

Erotica


tears, laughs & confession
pulsating ***
the desire frees me to perform
your deep **** is warm
breath through the motion again
your hair is beautiful
capture her touch with a smile
pumping on the floor
to caress her **** at the edge of the bed
**** her ***** till I'm dead
***** isn't nothing but meat on the bone
I'll **** it I'll **** it I'll leave it alone

keys, cigarette & lighter
******
the ****** of heated desire
to kiss her lips scented fragrance
throbbing back and forth
sweat pours off are body's
we are left together under the covers
a smile then proceed to **** her again
in her *** she has come undone
to peak in the most beautiful of fragrance
next to her read a beautiful poem
home alone
her ******* I continue to caress with deepened desire
my ***** swells inside her
she screams with continue abandonment

Sweet Serendipity...
shadows block from the vortex of humanities que
borrowed out of each blanket rule best to use your tell
some mere pause of dwarfed cascading fling out each bird does sing
to applaud with a dream another course that seems
we have grown to plagiarism's heart felt swing

under the cover in a hallow pull dream
through subseqential rhymes let the host do hide
Sweet Serendipity sweet on one new broken knee
treasure the odor of its consequential please

build on the notion of disconscience,
my mind is clearer now
vast in the vast exististent
light as pilgrim feather let it be sought borrowed juice

pollute drift North is where it hurts
we got a prisoner inside
leaving behind the gate
shapped through the applause that was post clearly your glow