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Spandex Buns & City Buses

Spandex Buns & City Buses don't mix

Gleaming spokes, glistening spandex;
Careless bicyclists wind their way
Through the city’s heavy traffic
Lanes that are especially packed today.

Pumping pedals, straddling saddles
Almost too narrow for the tush—
Is it perhaps the torturous seat
That plagues them in their reckless rush?

Perhaps it is the headgear’s shape
That impairs his blood flow to the brain?
But, cyclists think outside the norm
And abhor the traffic rules’ constraint.

The Owl's Foe

What can I say to all the owls
Have lingered nights in shadows; yet
Have slept a wink at common hours
And woken when the day has set

Arouse the night-birds and his peers
For darkness ain't but friends with sleep!
And soon the sun will wake the day
And all be up, but you, asleep!

What can i say to all the owls
Who hoot and cry the whole night through
"Arouse! Arise! You sleepy things
For darkness is a foe with you!"

Where Commas Lie

A Relieving Sigh

no more pangs of love
nor wanderlust, enough,
sitting here alone
...............................

You Should Go

vague in the distance
calliopes beckon, clowns
gathering in herds

...............................

Patient: Young Grasshopper

a crippling deluge
the grass is prone, to locusts,
water-slide landings
................................

Coincidence or karma?

The Portrait (July Contest)

http://www.winterparkpaintout.org/imagearea/StacyBarter_2015_ALittlePeck...

A little peck on the cheeks spell
blends colorful thoughts in my way
Carmine red attacks the purple
A rainbow then floods my entrée.

A scope of emotions springs when
A little peck on the cheeks spell
Enriches lust and deep champagne
Then each petal speaks to the belle.

THE TRUE RELIGION, TRIBE, CULTURE & RACE

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07/07/2017
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The sun seem very angry.
The sky shed tears so bloody.
The storm blows its tides so scary.
The soil is grief-sticky.

Cries & wails from far & near.
People living in pangs of fear
As the vision of the future become blur & unclear.
Making snares of death uneath to steer clear.

Landscape o mine 1000 WORDS POETRY CONTEST

Landscape o mine

I'm now no more
but a mere shadow
on the screen of time's memory
many still come to my gallery
I see

some smile
some look at me in awe
the landscape is a sure memory
of that cloudy evening
dark,
yet so wonderfully
brought the distant
silhouette
'twas a real sight
I painted it all day
and
all that night
can you evaluate
my anxiety

Housewife

severed flesh, in blood we trust
cat 'o nine tails ripping meat
scalpel carving naked sinner
dinner for our soul to eat

tow rope stretching out a neck
iron maiden spiking prey
shards of glass shoved up an ass
oh, it's been a bitchin' day!

draw and quarter, slash and burn
nothing ventured, nothing gained
rape upon a torture rack
seems a tad bit unrestrained

Housewife

severed flesh, in blood we trust
cat 'o nine tails ripping meat
scalpel carving naked sinner
dinner for our soul to eat

tow rope stretching out a neck
iron maiden spiking prey
shards of glass shoved up an ass
oh, it's been a bitchin' day!

draw and quarter, slash and burn
nothing ventured, nothing gained
rape upon a torture rack
seems a tad bit unrestrained

A man of restraint

My recording on soundcloud
https://soundcloud.com/user-391664655/a-man-of-restraint

I remember
you as a man of few words.
Communication carefully measured,
small talk was not of your parlance.
The tracks you so quietly laid down
and embedded within us
are still followed.

my demon

fear of the unknown my strongest demon
threatening to draw me into its abyssal
each day i fight my way out with words, barely living
now i see a dream of being alive
my heartbeat my favorite song
its so loud i cant hear you anymore
dear fear, go away i'm not feeling you anymore

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