His One Month Anniversary. A Poem
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Posted:Jul 26, 2019 7:39 am
Last Updated:Jul 26, 2019 4:44 pm
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I had the thought That today was their One month anniversary. You don't know How much I was tempted To make a snide comment a to that effect. Tell him don't forget the flowers Or some such thing.
It was only hurting me. To mark this occasion. I doubt it it had that Much significance Even to them.
I don't want to admit How much of a loser I am But here I am writing Needing to get It off my chest.
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Stealthy Late Night Meal A Poem
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Posted:Jul 26, 2019 2:06 am
Last Updated:Jul 27, 2019 11:53 pm
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I am hungry But it is late at night. I am wondering If I should have A snack.
I was doing a mental inventory Of what I had that I could make Perhaps a sun dried tomato wrap With tuna fish and spinach leaves Add in some kind of hummus As a dressing Or I could save that for lunch That would be the more Appropriate meal for sure Instead of a stealthy late night meal. But I still had hunger pangs Not sure what I should make instead.
I guess I might just have A handful of crackers I could cut some cheese That expression made me laugh Because of it's use In another matter. But that is me Silly at this ungodly hour.
If only I could just hold Off til tomorrow. I think I might be proud of myself Instead of giving in to This stealth mission To sate my late night hunger. I could save the calories Until the morning.
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Expectations Of Love And Trust A Poem
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Posted:Jul 25, 2019 11:51 pm
Last Updated:Jul 26, 2019 7:16 am
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I hear the loneliness Between the lines Things you mention But don't emphasize.
You have been hurt Many many times Your expectations Of love and trust Never met. People just failed In that regard.
I so want to hug And comfort you Tell you that you matter So very much That I will do my best To live up to those Those expectations Of love and trust.
If we are honest We can try this. I say try because We are only human. And we are not error free. So the best policy Will be to take one day At a time like they say For so many other things.
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My Darkness A Poem
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Posted:Jul 25, 2019 10:57 pm
Last Updated:Jul 26, 2019 2:10 am
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My Darkness Written in 2015
Hello darkness my new friend? I welcome you with trepidation. I seem to have possibly mistaken You for one that is caring Of whatever I am feeling.
You sit in silence Or you offer whispers. I cannot tell what is on your face. I suppose that is just in case You might offer a harsh judgement. Or even offer an agreement.
Deep within myself I recognize a kinship Darkness in my soul, It can indeed take hold.
Regrets of thoughts Brought about by various stuff That just cannot be tossed But need to be worked out Or cut out like a cancer, Or treated gingerly Like an infected ulcer.
If only the darkness Had had that light Once upon a time Shed just right. It might have made fewer shadows, Fewer possible ghosts to haunt.
So darkness I am sorry I begrudge Your very existence. For you lack something And your lack is mirrored at times in me. An absence of light.
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Hands That Lead A Poem
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Posted:Jul 25, 2019 9:24 pm
Last Updated:Aug 14, 2019 4:34 am
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You know my hands Will want to wander. They have a desire To touch. You all over. It is affection It is wonder. It is an urge That is primal.
Can you relate? Do you have a similar penchant For touching ? My hands, My arms, My , My neck Ah it will send Nerve endings firing.
And then Nature will take over. We will be like we Are on auto pilot. As we maneuver The landscape That is our bodies. Til we get to Our final destination.
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Cabin In The Woods Deja Vu A Poem
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Posted:Jul 25, 2019 12:00 am
Last Updated:Jul 25, 2019 12:10 pm
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We often talk about Scenes we would like Today you mentioned A cabin in the woods.
Ah the thought Does send shivers Down my spine. How nature would be The witness To our lovemaking. How the noises Would be so different From the city ones. The cacophony somehow More soothing But why we knew not.
We would show What we were made for In our purest forms. Yes, it would be primal And natural But also beautiful. We would be making Memories that seem Like deja vu As such loving actions Are instinctual.
We would not want This foray into A sensual paradise To end But it would And the memory Of our cabin in the woods Forever something To smile about. A deja vu experience That was made real.
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To Sleep On A Cool Summer Night A Poem
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Posted:Jul 24, 2019 11:53 pm
Last Updated:Jul 26, 2019 7:45 am
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It was a beautiful Summer night Just right to sleep With just a sheet And maybe a fan. The vision I had When you mentioned this. It sent shivers Down my spine. I asked what you Would be wearing Under that thin sheet? Would you be naked? To which you replied "Yes." More parts of me Began tingling.
I had the vision Of how we would Lay next To one another Both naked It was like it was telepathic As you said we would Be cuddling My head on your chest My leg entwined with yours And my warm little furnace Against your thigh You said you would be Offering it protection Ah that thought Made me feel So comforted. I do believe that Would be the overall feeling.
Your arms Your chest Your legs All next to mine My head being Lulled by your breathing And the steadiness Of your beating heart.
You see what you do honey? You give me images To make me feel That you hugged me From far away. Making the night Less lonely.
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Moaning Is Natural A Poem
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Posted:Jul 24, 2019 11:37 pm
Last Updated:Aug 14, 2019 4:35 am
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I will be moaning Ever so much When I feel him His body and his lips.
His kisses will be Like a switch To my moaning I am not sure What will stop them Except the ultimate act And long after As our affection Will make My murmuring Keep going.
I did ask him How he liked moaning He said he found it Very arousing. So with that thought I will not inhibit What comes so natural.
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Morning And Breakfast A Poem
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Posted:Jul 24, 2019 11:32 pm
Last Updated:Jul 25, 2019 12:16 pm
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We have talked about What our morning sex Would be like How it would be So wonderful to wake up With one another How we would touch And with full arousal Give each other an encore Of the night before.
How afterward you would Do something that you love You would me breakfast Of an omelette with My choice of ingredients. But then I said I wanted to share In the making As I wanted our togetherness To continue uninterrupted.
I joked that I would Slap and stroke your butt Stand behind you And maybe blow On your neck And ears Plant kisses if I felt Like it. And boy would I!
You said you would Probably need to touch Me too So we might just end up Burning those omelettes. Uh oh! Oops! I doubt I would let Our antics get that far. I would pay some attention To what was cooking. After all I really hate To waste food.
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Where The Rejection Process Leads A Poem
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Posted:Jul 23, 2019 11:59 pm
Last Updated:Jul 24, 2019 4:21 pm
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Will tomorrow be the day That I turn the corner Flip that switch That says I have Figured out further Communication unnecessary And counter intuitive? It produces nothing But further delay Of the healing process.
My friend kept asking me What do I get out of it? This guy rejected me Chose another woman Saying she was more Suitable for him. I had already surmised That if his ex wife ever Wanted him back He would go willingly. So there was always Something that was looming.
What was it? It is like that puzzle That you can't find that piece That fits a certain place. I was still at the stage That so many things I was going to miss. But could another man Do the same things? Yes, after a time A man could make me feel Comfortable and trusting. He could come to love My animals nearly As much as me. He could bring gifts He could make me laugh.
But the unique things Those are harder to let go His sing song accent His cuteness and furriness The dreams I had Of what we could be doing.
I can let these go! I have to ! And I will! You know that saying If it is the last thing I do? No, in my case It will be the next thing For that is where this Rejection process leads.
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Steps And An Escalator A Poem
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Posted:Jul 23, 2019 11:47 pm
Last Updated:Jul 24, 2019 12:19 am
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Make a list of Those goals You seek 1.2.3. If you can Make another list With steps For each.
Doesn't that sound easy? It sounds like a breeze. But doing those steps Take some kind of traits Of will power And perseverance. For those of us Who lack those On occasion We may stop Moving forward. We sure wish There were an escalator! It would make Goal achievement Almost certain Unless there were Mechanical failure.
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Lonely Together A Poem
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Posted:Jul 23, 2019 11:40 pm
Last Updated:Jul 24, 2019 12:03 am
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We are lonely together It beats being lonely alone Do you get the difference? At least we had one another To chat with online.
And boy did we! Daily for over a month. He was there When I had a broken heart. He was there When my sadness Over my rejection Would flare up.
I was there to make him feel Wanted and needed. We had plenty of flirting And sexual banter. But it was probably Going nowhere Except we felt warmth For a moment. Ah yes that was the emotion.
Lonely together Less lonely would be More appropriate a term. For our loneliness was diminished By our interacting It sure beats the alternative. Not having anyone To talk to Not having that ear lent To our goings on. Not having the kindness And compassion That we offered.
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A Genie Granted Love A Poem
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Posted:Jul 23, 2019 11:07 pm
Last Updated:Jul 23, 2019 11:30 pm
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If a genie were to appear And offered you one wish What would you wish for? Can you answer this?
I immediately say World peace. As that is something I have wanted since I could think globally. And it is oft cited In beauty pageants Do you remember Miss Congeniality?
But if the genie said That is beyond his realm I can only give you A wish that pertains To you as an individual I would say I would Want to find love and Have my love returned.
The genie would probably Be shaking his head You could have asked For millions of dollars You could have asked For fame or even to be A powerful politician But instead you choose love You are indeed a romantic And so voila! A man from far away Appears in front of me. He is someone I have known But could never meet Because of distance And money.
He might shake his head too And say "Is this a dream?" The genie and I would reply In near unison an utterance "You are a dream come true."
He will say my name And the genie would disappear For this man has had his Heart assessed A love that matches mine He now does possess.
Now to explain how he Came to be in the US. Without a passport Or any documentation. I think that would be Something the customs officials Would frown upon. I will have to say He was here By divine providence And hope that they Leave us lovers alone.
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