My Midnight – Poe-Estory

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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 55  years and I’m glad he made me go

Imagine 55 years with just one man

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

“MIST” By Sage and Me (Poetry W/ Audio)

I wrote this poem with Sage at http://sagedoyle.wordpress.com/ in order to help Hasty celebrate her first year of blogging,  http://hastywords.wordpress.com/2013/04/09/help-me-celebrate/

Congratulations Hasty!

 
We moved through the dark
Like mist unseen
Dimming the visions
Blinding, serene
And yesterday I cried
Because..
Our love was mangled between this mist
As the fog caressed my burdened hips
Where we stood on unsolid ground,
The sound
Of words screeched through your lips
Beyond the fields, side by side
Empty of remorse
Full of pride
Hiding from what appeared to be a goodbye
But was the beginning of a break through
I want to taste you
And even pride won’t keep me from this hunger

You say you tried while I cried

The guilt was eating you alive

Because it was me you deprived and still I rise

Baby, my guns were down even when you weren’t around

You wanted the streets more than you wanted me

And whenever you were around I had to beg and plead

It’s crazy because you knew my need

You watched my heart bleed and deprived me of my seed

I waited and waited but a sista’s got needs

Your mental crown turned upside down

 Every time you walked out that door

And I’d let you back like I was begging for more

Walking in our house smelling like a French whore

But you grabbed hold of me

Rough like I like it

 And I got excited

And it was hard to fight it

My passion for you always ran too deep

But you played me for cheap

 Thought we were playing for keeps

As much as I try not to

 I smell you when I sleep

I am done weeping

 And next time it’s my heart I’ll be keepin’

No matter how much damage you’ve done

It ain’t nevva stopped beatin’

 

 

 

LOVE SO DEEP (POETRY)

How you so easily say you no longer love thee

And you no longer wish to be with me

All I do anymore is weep

As much as I try not to

 I smell you in my sleep

The love we shared always ran so deep

Like Romeo and Juliet

OH, such sweet sorrow

Until we meet again tomorrow

In our case, tomorrow never came

For today and tomorrow shall forever stay the same

As wonderful as love should be

It’s our love that set us both free

Our spirits for no one person could tame

It’s our desperate love that should forever stay the same

For we shall prove our love was never in vain

There will always be the tale of you and I

We will swim with the heavens and kiss the sky

The stars are envious of you and I

And the souls below

 It’s a mystery why we loved so desperately deep

There are many who can only weep

For they will never experience love so deep

For we dared such delicate sin

You and I together souring with the wind

Love a thousand times over could never compare

To the love we so delicately shared

To defy this love I dare

 

Him and I no one could ever compare

So be careful next time love comes knocking at your door

It will take your heart and so much more

  

And if you’re not willing to give it away

Then I’m warning you to stay out of love’s way

 

SHE STAYS (POETRY)

He dominated her by four feet

Grabbed her by her hair

And drug her through the streets

She tried the best she could to bring herself to her feet

And she knew

This  

Was

Not

How she wanted to meet her maker

Only God can take her

This man has shaped her

And I can’t awake her

From her reality

His brutality

And still

She stays

I WELCOME ALL SPELLCHECKERS (GIGGLES)

HAPPY (POETRY)

I was in a dead zone

And no amount of encouragement could convince me

That

I wasn’t alone

There was a moan in my soul

And every emotion in me was cold

 

And my thoughts lied to me

 

So I did nothing

 

One day I woke up

And the pain subsided

And joy overrides

This dark emotion

 

And for a brief second

 

I was happy

GOODNESS AND MERCY (POETRY)

Psalms 23:6

I feel there is something

Or someone who or that

Is always there

Watching over and protecting me

They were surely the perfect pair

They weren’t conflicting or argumentive

They were loving

And if you ask me

Much too fair

And even when I was angry

Their love was always there

It’s some Jesus stuff they sprinkle

When things are dark like night

And they will never leave or forsake me

No matter how tough the fight

There is one thing I am sure of

Although my choices aren’t always right

Goodness and Mercy shall follow me

All the days of my life

LESBIAN (POETRY)

I think of all the reasons

I fell in love with

A girl

 

We manipulated these rules

That was given by the maker of this world

 

There was a peaceful dysfunction

In these mental lines

Called love

 

Afraid of this mapped out plan

That had been sent from the heavens above

 

We confused our relationship

That was never supposed to be

 

But she was the mommy I never had the opportunity to see

I was confusing myself

With the truth that  was deep rooted in me

 

I had to let go

For my own spiritual sake

And she has been the only relationship in my life

I have been unable to shake

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