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Frank

He is a potent muse
Placed on an explosive fuse
He is a quiver of humor
He causes laughter’s murmur
He is a whole lot of fun
Pleasure in words he spun
To gain the attention of all
Science he made a ball
We were inflamed in fun
But to logic we could return.

- Frank is a professor at MIT.

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I Was Drunk And It Was Fun

I was drunk and it was fun,
At least I think, for it did not return;
To keep save in my memory,
The last 16 hours lived by me.

I was drunk and it was fun,
As in daze, round and round I spun;
Where I stopped, I did not know,
So I asked the bartender to pour.

I was drunk and it was fun,
Robber chasing me, I could not run,
So I took the hand that I was dealt,
And handed over all of my wealth.

I was drunk and it was fun,
No, I do not remember this gun.
Now this lie detector test I fail,
I have time remember -life in jail.

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Split couplet – Relax and play

To fume and rumble in endless haste
It is a waste
To not embellish the journey in time
It is a crime.
Robbing one’s self of patience’s subtly joy,
You can’t enjoy
The sweet things in life - full of gaping grief
For you were brief.
So tomorrow to have a happy day,
Relax and play.

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The Snow

God had placed them there
Straight out of heaven they fell
Beyond the clouds their source
Pearls from God’s own robe

Frigid describes it true
To match the cold of heart
Coldest when the sky is blue
Beauty makes it more harsh

The snow does bring warmth
The snow does bring cheer
Water that can be carried in hand
The snow, preserves the life of man.

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You're a Poem

Much like a poem are you to me, my love.
Your breath's rhythm I feel and am in awe of,
For it's like a breeze that takes me sky high
Releases me, then catches me that I'll not cry...
You are the trill that gives life to my soul.
You are the pulse that makes my heart whole.

You touch me with words and make me warm
and with the same, of your best you do perform.
Your voice cadences until it becomes a song.
Your smile's a simile that you and I belong.
You take me places that in myself I'd never see.
You mean any and EVERYTHING to me.

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The (Our) Future

She said 2010,
Can I wait until then?
If I build a time machine,
Would it end in me marrying?
What if I pass the right continuum
Would I still end up single and numb?
If I travel on time's ethereal rings
Would she at this time bear my ring?
I want to propel forward from my blackened past
Into hope of love treasured and destined to last.
So I travel in faith and in the righteous name of love
Crossing fingers, opening heart and seeking help from above.

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Short Couplet- Brotherly Love

In eyes as clear as glass I see
That wisdom of love is for me

To hold in time and cherish much
Lovely emotions: hugs, and such.

The simple things like honey bees
Know best to heed brother’s pleas

When unfortunate is the fate,
The many join and share the plate.

Through sweet, or sour, they are there
To share with brother, for they care.

Man can learn a lot from the beast,
To cherish brother is the least

That one human can humbly do,
For him to know love that is true.

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Skeltonic couplet – Accepting

Love forsaken
And heart broken
By she who’s just
For I in lust
Sought love’s pleasure
Through sex’s measure
From another.
So why bother?
Please do not halt
It is my fault,
You deserve best,
I failed the test,
I’m unworthy
So please, leave me.

Leslie Alexis

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When Man Chooses

If I did not love you so, I would love her
For in all honesty, she’s a fairer flower
And if your breasts are apples, hers are grapefruits
Much softer, much juicier to tell the truth!
And to her silk your lips feel much like gravel, and
If for you I went to the moon, for her, to hell I’d travel
Travel if only I knew I would get a single kiss
For if yours causes thrill, her's certainly would bring bliss
So my mind is made and my woman I’m about to pick
And now I choosing her dearer to me, I chose Angelic!

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A Simile (Pirouette)

A simile saved me.
It jetted across sky
It dived the deepest sea
It climbed a mountain face
Only to rescue me.

Only to rescue me
A simile sang songs
And danced all night long.
When I was so burdened,
It took the weight from me.

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Meter

You, song withing each song
And hum withing each hymn
why so reluctant to love me?

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Part 11 - Kiss Me, Already

Kiss Me, Already (Part Eleven)

Kiss me, kiss me, kiss me, kiss me, kiss me!
Kiss me because you can; I am your man;
For this kiss; and again for sake of love.
Let this kiss cling to yesterday’s passions
And reach for tomorrows’ hopes of us;
Go to the sea when tides are high, and go
To the mountains as rain falls; wet your lips,
Then come kiss me that I also might know
Of the waters you have been made to know.
Let it be that when we kiss, in your eyes
I would see you, and in my eyes; you; me,
For that is the measure of becoming one.
Kiss with such passion that we’ll see rainbows,
Kiss me, kiss me, I love the taste thereof;

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Curiosity Killed The Bachelor

Curiosity killed the cat, but satisfaction brought it back.
the same is my approached to you, for now I’m like a kid on crack:
Twitching, and restless when you’re not with me, on a high when you are.
Like a caveman knocking on a stone, I knock on your door, now, I have fire.
Crimson and beautiful - love deeper than that which is raw.
Unadulterated and immense, exactly what my soul searched for.
Searched for days, months, years, but came up with lack,
Beaten and broken by relationships’ whips, now pride rests on my back.
Pride in love, pride in hope, pride in life; and it is with pride that I ask 'Will you be my wife'? Curiosity brought me this far, love would complete the task!

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No One Heard

A song was sung that no one heard.
The song was sung all through the town.
It played for days - from dust until dawn.
It greeted on the morning and midnight yawn.
A song was sung that no one heard.

The melody was sweet and words were strong.
The instruments were the piano and the gong.
No one heard, no they did not,
For to hear, you needed the purest heart.
The song was played in the land on man;
A song was sung that no one heard.

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At a Closer Look

At a closer look,
The flower,
And the bee,
Are more beautiful
Than the distance told.

The bee,
Looking at the flower
Could only stare;
For at a closer look,
The purple petals,
Become a blanket,
That wraps him,
In its warmth.

At a closer look,
The flower,
And the bee,
Are more beautiful.

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Christmas (A Sestina)

Christmas is here, Jesus to the world brought peace
Everyone is rested as kids spend time with family
Kitchens are ablaze, wives creating good ol’ soul-food
Leslie and Destra, await their turn, under the mistletoe
Love is burning bright, outshining the fireplace
And playing kids fill the house with laughter

Worries are swept away, sadness replaced by laughter
As love flies through the air, enemies make peace
Whilst sweet carols are sung by the fireplace
We thank God for the greatest gift of family
As grandma and grandpa steal a kiss, under the mistletoe
My tummy just yelled: where is my soul-food?

Memories to the tongue, grandma’s special soul-food
Don’t know how, but to my tongue, it brings laughter.
Grandma and Grandpa are still under the mistletoe
Showing love so ancient, a picture of heaven’s peace
They are the beginning and measure of our family
Captured purely in pictures taken by the fireplace

Love bubbles deep within, and around the fireplace
As its oil fuses with the spice of Grandma’s soul-food.
Moriah, the youngest; four weeks added to the family
Her little eyes sparkle, her little face filled with laughter
Looking at her, so lovely, One is taken into peace
In times coming soon, her place would be the mistletoe

Her's would be lovely and her destiny the mistletoe
And she too, someday would have her own fireplace
As she grows to celebrate and cherish Christmas peace,
She would learn from Grandma, how to craft soul-food
Her kids would fill the house solely with laughter
As one day, she would have her a family

Fresh out the womb, Moriah completes the family
Even as Grandma and her boo are still by the mistletoe
Their love brings to the heart tears and laughter
Treasures of joy. Now we depart from the fireplace
To the table to dive into some soul-food
That the wives had made in love, and peace.

Thank God for family! Gazing at the fireplace
And the mistletoe, loving me some soul-food
That sets my tongue on laughter, I thank God for peace.

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Wane Wars

Welcoming waves wave worries 'way
Opulent Oceans open opportunities
Seeing seas soothe sending some salvation
Royal riches reaming - raising rebels
Wars won with winners wielding wizards’ wands
Billions birth bombs - brutally burnt bodies
Men massacre maids - millions murdered
Time teaches temperance – time teaches:
Nothing, nothing new, nothing, nothing new
Still, starvation stinks, septic scents send shivers
Awakening avenging angels, angered
Compassionate, caring – creating change
Humans humbled, hurt, hungry – hunting healing
When will we wane wars? Wicked world.

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If the Sky Fell?

If the sky fell
Then we would
All go to hell.
We would be trapped
In darkness, and
Our world would be reckless.

If the sky fell
Then our sun, moon,
Stars would go away
And with no planes,
We couldn't go away.
If the sky fell
Then superman would be weak,
And mankind would be sick;
Then we would be done done away with.

The day would be our last
and time a thing of the past
As we are propelled into
An eternity of night.
We would have no light
To see smiles on faces.
If the sky fell, then fright
and fear would prevail
And take control of us,
As shoulder to lean on
Would be gone.
If the sky fell
It would be hell!

My sky fell,
The day you walked away:
The day you streaked me
With you last radiant ray,
My sky fell!

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The Sun, The Wind

Each poem is perfect,
Yet each is imperfect.
For poetry is like the wind.
Can you tell wind to blow?
Each poem is like the sun.
Can you tell sun to shine?
Yet when it makes hot,
We wish the sun to set
And the winds to increase,
But who are we to command
The sun, or the wind?

And when winds cause havoc
We wish them to subside,
And when winter is harsh
We wish the sun to bloom,
But each remains like a seed
Blossoming it their time.
Yet the sun is perfect,
And the wind is perfect,
For nothing can we add
Or take from the either.

Poetry is like the wind,
Poetry is like the sun.

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Snow Angel (Triolet)

I had found her out in the snow.
She was someone’s first doll.
I guess at last they’d let her go.
I had found her out in the snow.
All she had was her pretty bow.
Like most, she was once all.
I had found her out in the snow.
She was someone’s first doll.

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Half a Poem

I laughed. The other option was to cry,
But she was looking so I had to laugh
Or show myself as weak - I cried inside,
Where only I could see my many tears
That poured like fountains of my sorrow,
My joy, my pain, my peace, my hate, my love.

I thought she was the pinnacle of love:
A flower that comforts the ones who cry,
A beam of light that ends the worst sorrow,
A joy that causes chuckle then a laugh
That then explodes and ends with lovely tears.
This girl, she made me feel these things inside.

I never told her what I felt inside
My silly dreams of life with her in love
With me, I thought one kiss would seal the tears
Which spread throughout a heart that bled to cry,
Recalling not the day of sharing laugh-
ter: friends became a mist in the sorrow.

And there was my downfall- in my sorrow

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I Was Drunk And It Was Fun

Split couplet – Relax and play

The Snow

You're a Poem

The (Our) Future

Short Couplet- Brotherly Love

Skeltonic couplet – Accepting

When Man Chooses

A Simile (Pirouette)

Meter

Part 11 - Kiss Me, Already

Curiosity Killed The Bachelor

No One Heard

At a Closer Look

Christmas (A Sestina)

Wane Wars

If the Sky Fell?

The Sun, The Wind

Snow Angel (Triolet)

Half a Poem

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