Oh! The warm and velvet nights
naked figures moved in darkened rooms
sometime a flickering candle flame
chased silhouettes across the wall
incense smoked the air with perfume
secret words were spoken low
with quiet intensity
while all the opened windows
admitted the traffic sounds
and the occasional
cooling summer breeze
Sharing fresh, new original poetry in a post-literary world. This is a place to come and watch poets teach the language to dance.
The Poet
Tuesday, July 9, 2013
When You Figure It Out, Explain It To Me by Ron Porter ©2013
put me on a roller coaster
prop me up in a popup tosater
cook me up in a turkey roaster
I am just alone for the ride
set me adrift in an oarless boat
lock me in a castle behind a moat
take me to the circus so i can vote
I don't have anything to hide
leave me stranded in deep snow
take me where the wild things grow
abandon me where the cold winds blow
I will still find where it's warm inside
You can take a chance
You can steal my pants
But I'll keep my car-keys and my pride
So stop being so got-damned snide!
prop me up in a popup tosater
cook me up in a turkey roaster
I am just alone for the ride
set me adrift in an oarless boat
lock me in a castle behind a moat
take me to the circus so i can vote
I don't have anything to hide
leave me stranded in deep snow
take me where the wild things grow
abandon me where the cold winds blow
I will still find where it's warm inside
You can take a chance
You can steal my pants
But I'll keep my car-keys and my pride
So stop being so got-damned snide!
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