Wednesday, July 25, 2012

for PATTAYA TRADER 164 (H)

S & M ?
To try love an enemy
who tries to love you not,
where can it land you,
unless masochism's your lot?!

CLOUD-CUCKOO-LAND-DUO
Do think me nutty
and fruity too.
We will bed together girl
and sing "Cuckoo !"

THE-BONEHEAD-BENITO'S-
BARK
Benito, Benito,
small-dog, big-bark,
much-like Mussolini
damn-fascist-patriarch.

Benito, Benito,
you sure tiny pup,
you'll be no bigger
when you have grown-up !

Tuesday, July 24, 2012

for PATTAYA TRADER 164 (G)

MEAT AND VEG
Hitler was vegetarian.
He didn't drink.
You are what you eat?
It makes you think.

Stalin ate meat,
drank wine it is said.
Meat and wine,
bet both were 'red' !

BEAUTY-GOES-BY-
SO-QUICKLY-GIRL
Such beauty as yours
can take you very-far,
and take you quick,
like a shooting star.

But like a shooting star
will fade fast from view,
so it is, lovely girl,
goes beauty very-fast too.

Monday, July 23, 2012

for PATTAYA TRADER 164 (F)

SECOND-SIGHTED-THEN-WAS-I
It was love at first psych.
I saw your mind
and read your thoughts
as if outside of time.
It was love at first psych,
or so I had thought.
I saw your mind;
the unkind heart latterly-caught.

UNSTRAPPED-AND-UNDRESSED
Straps slip from each shoulder.
My arms ache to enfold her.
I want to always hold her.
Her dress slips to the floor.

The shiny moon behind her,
her beauty is a blinder.
I'll take her as I find her,
by the window beside the door.

A-BEDROOM-BALLERINA-
MINE-BE
Be my ballerina,
be my lady swan;
the bedroom your arena,
the bedroom your pond.
Yes be my ballerina,
be my lady swan.
Spread your wings, soar me higher
into, girl, a blue beyond.

A-SAVAGE-VERSE-POEM-
SATIRIST-PAIR
Now there was Swift
with his literary gift.
There was Pope as well
who was greatly-satirical.
One named after a bird,
one after a bishop-of-Rome.
Versifiers-of-the-savage-word.
Deviling-clergyman and hunched-gnome !

(The swift was known as a deviling)



Monday, July 16, 2012

for PATTAYA TRADER 164 (E)

SO-DEAR-GIRL'S-GOLD-LIE
You wouldn't look me in the eye
as if, girl, you were much too shy.
Your shiny windows to the soul
were tuned from me, now I know
your soul you didn't wish to bare
to one whose so insightful stare
could only a gilded lie detect.
Your eyes with mine did not connect.

THE SEX-PARTY GIRLS
The girls held a party -
there were no boys -
with a catalogue lady
selling sexy clothes, toys,
Ken Dodd tickling-sticks,
bondage paraphernalia,
all the stuff with which
a good-girl's not familiar.
Naughty girls, naughty girls,
looking for a spanked bott.
My guess, they'll get one.
Wow, what a kinky lot !

'E' FOLLOWS 'I' ?
'I' before 'E'
except after 'C'.
Y'know, that sounds
really wEIrd to me !

(CORRECTION: I should have thief and thieves in TRUTH-AND-HONESTY )

Saturday, July 14, 2012

for PATTAYA TRADER 164 (D)

TRUTH-AND-HONESTY
Not even a liar likes a liar,
still a world of lies spins on.
If it takes a theif to catch a theif
then we all are in the damn-wrong.
The latter I do not believe,
it's a world of lies calls us all theives.

THE WORDY-WORLD-OF-
MY-VERSE-MUSE
To win your hand
would have been to bruise
a time of knowing
when to lose.
Lovers now gone
showed their jealousy
just over how much
she has meant to me,
that otherworldly-Muse...
the Muse of Poetry.

Thursday, July 12, 2012

for PATTAYA TRADER 164 (C)

IT'S-THE-DEVOURING-DEMONISH-
MORTICIA-MINE-VERSE-OH-YES !
The girl looked to me
like an Ozzy Osbourne groupie,
or Gomez's bit-of-stuff
in The Addams Family
(or Lili in The Munsters,
those diabolical-funsters).
Damn delicious, aahhhh,
was my devilish-Morticia !

Wednesday, July 11, 2012

for PATTAYA TRADER 164 (B)

CLIMBING-SPIRITS-WE-WELL-MET-
KINDRED-PAIR
Two spirits on an upward climb.
Your arms around me, around you mine.
On our meeting lips the heavenly wine
trickling from the goblet of some divine;
from the goblet of some god or goddess
astride a winged-white-horse in harness,
or in a chariot by eagles drawn
across the sky of a crimson dawn.
Ah yes two spirits on the up,
heady on the wine from a divinity's cup !

LINES-FOR-SIAMESE-
LADYFRIEND-LEE
Ah my dear Lee,
on the darksome sea
a tiny candled boat
we there set afloat
for Water-Lady.

Ah my dear Lee,
may Lady-of-the-sea,
lake, river. spring,
here in the darkling
bless the memory.