POETRY IN MOTION

That's what my blog title means, it's Latin.

Hi y'all.  I haven't posted in a long time.  I've been working on some big projects.  So be excited, and watch for news.

In the mean time I'd just like to write about a few things...

Wait no I don't...  

Okay, here's a poem to share with your lady friend...

I hate to be crass
But I need to say
That you have an ass
That I stare at all day

I like your new top
Is it new from the store?
It makes your eyes pop
But looks better on my floor

Roses are red
Violets are blue
In my bed
Is where I want you

Excuse me while I workout and flex
But let's skip dinner and just have sex


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That was my favorite poem ever...

GUESS WHAT IT'S ABOUT???

This Isn’t About Sex

Voluptuous temptress,

I yearn for thee.

Overcome by the fire

Of my Burning desire

I attempt to still my mind

But alas, I cannot forget you

And your saucy richness

Or your steamy goodness.

Your intoxicating aroma

Overwhelms my senses,

And I crave nothing more

Than to dive right into

Your heavenly body.

I’d start with a nibble

To savor the moment

But I cannot resist

Going straight to the finish

One bite of pure deliciousness

And I’m hooked forever.

Oh I know how terrible

You are for my health

But all the good things in life

End up killing us anyway.

So tonight I dine

And forget tomorrow

Because all that matters

Is this one moment

Of pure pleasure.

I Make Awesome Titles...

It’s Certainly Not the Bus…

So what is it you’re waiting for?

If you’re waiting for some clarity,

Then you’ll be waiting for eternity

Because things will never make sense.

If you’re waiting for things to be perfect,

Then you’ll be waiting ‘til the end,

‘Cause we live in an imperfect world;

Perfection only exists in our minds

If you’re waiting for me to pick up the pieces,

Then baby you’ll be waiting for a miracle,

Cuz I’m far too tired to waste time,

Trying to fix what’s far too broken.

If you’re waiting for me to save the day,

Then you’ll be waiting for what’s not coming,

Cuz I cannot be your Superman,

I cannot pick you up this time around.

If you’re waiting on what I have to say,

Then baby, today’s your lucky day

Cuz I’ve been biting my tongue far too long

Time for me to pack up and hit the road

If you’re waiting for something to happen,

Then I suggest you end your waiting game

I’m done playing the game nobody wins,

Patience was never my greatest virtue

I’ve been down this road before

Now I’m choosing a new path,

Taking the road less traveled by

And I doubt I shall ever look back

If you decide to come along for the ride

Then come aboard and be my partner in crime

I Just Woke Up from One...

Rise and Shine

The walls are caving in

The ground is giving way

My world has come crashing,

Crashing to my feet

Faced with dire circumstance

It's time to rise and fight

Or fade into the background

and forever be forgotten

My time is running out

I have to choose my path

And so I took a nap

For I was very tired

So in the off chance that someone is actually reading my new poetry blog, I was doing some thinking about it.  I am going to futilely pose a question to my "readers"  that I would actually love, and be amazed, for some honest feedback.

I'm trying to decide if I should post a brief explanation behind the meaning or mindset behind each poem, give you guys some background information.  Oooorr would you rather me just give you the poem and then you take stabs at meaning.  And then comment about what you think I'm saying, what it's about...

Frankly, I'll be amazed if I get one response.

FIRST POST!!!!!

Good evening fair people of this world!  How are you all tonight?  Me?  I'm great!  Or something... I don't know ask me in 10 minutes...

Anyways, welcome all to my newest attempt at blogging!  This one is dedicated toward my poetry and other forms of creative writing.  And maybe personal tangents but I will try to keep it to purely the creativity.

I'd like to dedicate this post and this blog to my Dad, without him, none of this would be possible.  Truly a great man in every sense and he is missed dearly.  Taken too soon.  I try to honor him in everything I do.

Which is a perfect segway into the first poem that I will be sharing with you all, titled:

 "Honor Thy Father"

You gave me so many things

You taught me so much more

How can I ever repay you?

How can I ever thank you?

You taught me the importance

Of things like respect and dignity

“Treat everyone with kindness

And be a good Christian”

All the simple pleasures in life

That I love so passionately

Are all thanks to you

And everything you gave me

Whether it’s a round of golf

Or just watching the game

Everything is because of you

Everything reminds me of you

And because of this

You are never truly gone

In my heart you will stay

The heart that you made

I will try to say thank you

By living every day

In honor of the you

The one I owe everything

You may be gone now

But death cannot take you away

You are my father

And I will honor you,

Always… All ways.