A Beautiful Poem

 

I watched the sun

as it rose from darkness

and slowly crept upon your sleeping face

like a stalking lover

inhibiting you in places

only a woman could phantom [on a man];

 

I cringed with envy

as I watched that same stalking lover

take flight over your chiseled body

while the vast rays of its translucence

pierced your flesh and ravaged your orifices ~

the same orifices my body

sweated upon

licked upon

kissed upon

came upon;

 

how I ached to strangle that stalking lover

with every strength of my hands

with every beat of my heart;

 

I took a step forward

with the intention

of abruptly pulling down the blinds

but the sun suddenly caught

the naked of my glory

into it’s stalking wrath;

 

I bit back my anger then froze

when my lover awoke

his eyes falling upon me

with a grin that echoed for miles:

 

‘goddamn, you’re beautiful,’

 

he flushed

I blushed

 

‘beautiful. . .like a poem.’

 

 

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Oscar Moments and a Pigeon. . .musing & poem

My choice of Oscar Moments:

 

1.)     Despised Amanda Siegfried’s candor on the red carpet.  Oh, please!

2.)     My partner thought Michael Douglas looked better than his wife, Catherine Zeta Jones.

3.)     Kerry Washington’s overly swaying hips as she strutted across the platform.  Can you say unbalanced washing machine boys and girls?

4.)     Anne Hathaway’s lack of a bra.  Her nipples were more erect than my partner’s penis.

5.)     Despised Chicago’s rendition.

6.)     Let’s hear it for Jennifer Hudson!  It’s no wonder Beyoncé got all butt-hurt when Jennifer won her Oscar.

7.)     Kudos to Quentin Tarantino.  He needs more recognition, and a straighter tie. 

8.)     I don’t think kids should win Oscars period.  So way to go Jennifer Lawrence!

9.)     Kristen Stewart looked lovely but painful to be at the Oscars.  Where was RPaz?

10.)   Ben Affleck’s moving speech simply because he didn’t prepare one because he probably assumed he wasn’t going to win so therefore he spoke entirely from the heart.  Congrats, Ben!

 

 

I remember when the Oscars once took place in the Shrine Auditorium.  When I was in grade school living in El Monte, California.  My class took a field trip to the Shrine Auditorium where my class then met the actress Cheryl Ladd.  Since then I have been a HUGE fan of the Oscars.  And while I do have to admit that some years have been pretty boring, other years have not.  Last night’s Oscars however left me laughing and crying. . .Laughing because I happen to adore Seth McFarlane (and for those who don’t know this but Seth is the voiceover to Stewie on Family Guy.)  God, I love Stewie.  He is so. . .so. . .rambunctious, and I love his take on attempting to take over the world.  Okay, getting sidetracked here, now back to the Oscars. . .um, where was I?  Oh yea, meeting the actress.  Hey I’ve also ran into Randy Johnson, Mike Tyson, and Alice Cooper (used to work for Alice Cooper’s wife, Cheryl. . .hey, another Cheryl!)  Okay, enough with my bullshit, back to the Oscars.  Aside from thinking Seth McFarlane a stimulating character, my fav highlight of the night was Daniel Day-Lewis winning for Best Actor in Lincoln.  I sobbed because I have been a longtime admirer and fan of Daniel Day-Lewis; I’ve seen practically every movie he’s made; my fav, Gangs of New York.  So congrats, Daniel!

 

Now onto Jennifer Lawrence. . .I did not laugh.  I was so ecstatic for her Best Actress win!  However, I did get pissed over the dress tripping her triumph to mega-stardom.  I did enjoy her comeback speech, though.  Way to go Jennifer!

 

Adele won for Best Song “Skyfall”. . .but of course. . .although I preferred the song, “Before My Time” performed by actress Scarlett Johansson.  Now this one is sure to be a classic!  If you hadn’t heard it yet, click on player to hear it.  Sultry Scarlett is all I have to say.  Sigh.

 

Okay enough about the Oscars.  Here’s another poem.  Enjoy!

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Pigeon

 

in the midst’s of daylights dark

my soul sits comatose

on a stoned cold bench,

pigeons dig trenches around me.

the snow is beyond freezing

against my fingertips and toes

remembering the sound of your voice

I so desperately want to hold

in this moment as I toss the breadcrumbs

and they land wherever they may fall,

and you say “Pigeons are dumb!”

i laugh, but then i want to cry,

but nothing escapes my eyes

they are stone cold like this bench

and i am so pissed because it’s wasted

years spent on pigeons and bread.

true, I have a few marbles rolling loose in my head

only because it’s been a year and 

i can’t believe you’re dead, or maybe

because i can’t believe i’m dead without you?

i sigh, and glance up at the sky,

a threat of first light threatens to push through,

you coo, “Toss me another breadcrumb, will you?”

i say, “I love you, and I miss you too.”