Featured Poet – Street Girl by Bonnie Parker

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Bonnie, Clyde’s woman was an awesome poet

       
You don’t want to marry me honey 
Though just to hear you ask me is sweet
If you did you’d regret it tomorrow
For I’m only a girl of the street
There was a time when I’d gladly have listened
Before I was tainted with shame
But it wouldn’t be fair to you honey
Men laugh when they mention my name
Back there on the farm in Nebraska
I might have said yes to you then
But I thought the world was a playground
Just teeming with Santa Claus men
So I left the old home for the city
To play in its mad, dirty whirl
Never knowing how little of pity, It holds for a slip of a girl
You think I’m still good-looking honey!
But no I am faded and spent
Even Helen of Troy would look seedy
If she…

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What the fuck is this !?!? – Poetry 2012

Is it cheating??

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I didn’t mean to give myself to another
Or did I

He startled me as I turned around.
I heard that manly sound, that was him

I was caught off guard when he said

What the fuck is this!

I told my husband, it was only a kiss

I stood there in the rain as the gel from my curl set ran down my temple

I love you, I said, and again, he said

What the fuck is this!!

I, I, I, as I stuttered to try and find the words

My mistress stood there pleading with her eyes for me to acknowledge her

She wanted me to say, this is the woman I’ve been seeing every day

But I stood there
Blank

As I watched my husband’s heart sink into the earth with the rain

I wanted to reverse this pain

He said again with much more authority

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OCD (Poetry)

I need a hospital to sooth my broken lows

Free me

While my OCD has me counting

Every

Memory

Since 1963

And they lied to me

So I shower

Obsessively

Over

And over

And over again

And I’m well aware

That I’m fckin’ weird

I am a complete waist

Stay with me

While I live inside this twisted place

MISTRESS (W/AUDIO) – 2012

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I met him; I fell in love with him

I knew he wasn’t mine

But he grew on me

Like a 19th century bottle of

Old money kind’a wine

She knew about us for years

And for years she took a back seat

Because she knew without me

His heart was strangely weak

He was a police officer

And in the line of duty, he was shot

I screamed!

Please tell me he is not dead!

Please tell me he is not!!

He laid in the hospital

In that dreadful coma for 20 long weeks

It was not her body he longed for

Between those hospital sheets

It was hard for her to deny

Because she knew if she did not find me

Her husband would surely die

This woman knew he was in love with me

And only wanted her husband to survive

So willing to do anything

To…

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MIDKNIGHT (Poestory)

Needing validation from some man

Any man

Wanting to be someone’s biggest fan

While my mind ran wild

Reminiscing about the boys I was attracted to as a child

The excitement that ran thru me was too intense to describe

There was this one particular guy that gave me this awfully strange vibe

And yes!

I was wide open for him

With his big back and size 9 brown Tim’s

He said, with his dark juicy lips

I stood there with attitude with my hands on my hips

He said

“girl you so pretty I just had to let you know, can I take you to dinner or maybe a show”

I was mesmerized by his smooth dark skin

My defenses wanted to say no but I knew the softness in me would win

I went home nervous and filled with fear

My heart wouldn’t stop pounding and on top of that I had absolutely nothing to wear

There was a war going on in my mind that my heart wasn’t trying hear

I decided to call him and tell him I couldn’t go

He picked up the phone, I guess caller ID and said, please don’t tell me no

I was in a panic could this really be

Could this handsome man really like me

We went to dinner and of course a show

I wasn’t sure what to expect I really didn’t know

I stared at him gently and thought

I don’t know how anyone can tell this man no

Women they stopped and stared

I cut my eyes at those broads like don’t even dare

This man was handsome and OH SO FINE

And just for tonight Mr. Chocolate was all mine

The men they whispered

“Dame she’s a dime”

He tipped the waiter and said

“Bring us the finest wine”

The restaurant was nice and yes full of talk

I got up and excused myself with my oh so sexy walk

The men they eyed and said dame who is she

My midknight turned around and said.

“Oh she’s with me”

We laughed and talked and got to know what each other liked

I was so nervous ‘cause everything felt so right

Meanwhile I was filled with fear

The night was almost over and I was really, really scared

Was he like the others would he try to get me in his bed

He looked at me, said goodnight, and kissed my hand instead

That was really different, that I couldn’t take

All thru the night my thoughts I would awake

This man had me shook with his manly ways and his oh so serious look

There came a day he said

“We need to talk seriously”

That was the day I said yes and became his wife to be

Remember in the beginning when I was tempted to say no

Well it’s been 25 years and I’m glad he made me go

Imagine 25 years with just one man

I’m proud to say he still loves me and I’m still his biggest fan

MISTRESS

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I met him; I fell in love with him

I knew he wasn’t mines

But he grew on me

Like a 19th century bottle of

Old money kind’a wine

She knew about us for years

And for years she took a back seat

Because she knew without me

His heart was strangely weak

He was a police officer

And in the line of duty, he was shot

I screamed!

Please tell me he is not dead!

Please tell me he is not!!

He laid in the hospital

In that dreadful coma for 20 long weeks

It was not her body he longed for

Between those hospital sheets

It was hard for her to deny

Because she knew if she did not find me

Her husband would surely die

This woman knew he was in love with me

And only wanted her husband to survive

So willing to do anything

To keep her husband alive

She grabbed his phone

Braced herself

And stood up on her feet

She sought me out knowing

His heart was strangely weak

I laid with him

And she approved of me

In that hospital bed

She silently requested help

And pushed me towards his bed

A few days later he awoke

I jumped up from between the sheets 

And it killed her

As she looked on

Knowing

I was the reason

His heart still beat

Its been three years now

And she is still his wife 

And  everyday

I regret the day

I saved that bastard’s life!

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