The Ugly Flower
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Posted:Jan 10, 2022 9:32 pm
Last Updated:Apr 19, 2024 7:32 pm
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The Ugly Flower
The ugly flower wept, its tears
streamed down to the sand.
It wondered why it had been put
alone upon the land.
So different from all the rest,
ridiculed and lost,
It pondered for the evil deed
that carried such a .
Immersed in sorrow, so ashamed
it hid itself from light,
And hoped for death to ease the pain
and end its hopeless plight.
Still it lingered, with no care
for life, or love, or living,
For I, it thought, have nothing worth
the taking or the giving.
The other flowers laughed and jeered
at such an ugly one,
No yellow petals spread to grasp
for soothing rays of sun.
A large, ungainly mass of red,
with no redeeming grace,
With petals cupped to hide from view
a most unwholesome .
Then quite distasteful to the rest,
an odor did appear,
Nauseating in itself,
and harmful they did fear.
So, doubling animosity, they threatened,
jeered, and taunted,
And made for that poor ugly flower,
a life quite devil haunted.
Then one a tractor came
to till the fertile land.
Screaming loudly, flower by flower
slipped beneath the sand.
Foot by foot the tractor crept
closer to the flower.
Joyfully the flower praised
the long awaited hour.
The tractor stopped. A man slipped down,
quietly to stare.
Soon he started digging âÂÂround
the flower with great care.
Transplanting it with gentle hands,
a question he did pose.
How, among these dandelions,
had there come to be a ?
Invisibleman
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The Pineapple Pit Stop
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Posted:Jan 10, 2022 9:24 pm
Last Updated:Apr 19, 2024 7:32 pm
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The Pineapple Pit Stop - Chapter One
Her kisses were barbed wire ---
No, scratch that.....her kisses were RUSTY
barbed wire, dipped in honey hatch chili sauce.
Her breath...eloquent;
At times
not kindly so.
But her taste......ahhhhhh....
Her taste
More often than not there was Pineapple.
not sure why.
I never saw her touch it.
But, if I licked her shoulder
Nibbled my way down her ribs
Kissed my way across the small of her back
There it was.....Pineapple.
Fine.
A sweet cream and cinnamon spot
nestled snuggly beneath each earlobe
offered dessert on more than one occasion.
The pina colada mint trail
amongst the small hairs
across the back of her neck
a sublime riposte to the
urgency with which she
clutched my ass.
She was not a patient one....
No
Have you ever been driving your car
fast as hell
through the mountains
JUST to discover you had no brakes?
Pissing your pants...
Praying GOD will let you live
Driving like you've
NEVER DRIVEN BEFORE
You reach the bottom alive....
(Holy Crap!)
And you stare at the car.
You stare at the mountain.
You stare at the dark stain
running down your leg.
You search the clouds in wonder.....
And turn around and do it again.
Making love with her was JUST like that.
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