Marie of Marais

Marie of Marais
Was never that way
The wind swept her by
Calabrian skies.

Her hair in the sun
Bird's tune in her hum
A letter in hand
Shells in the sand.

A poem
A hoot
A night owl
To boot.

A tickle
A fancy
A modern girl
Sandy.

Dressed for the ball
And the man very tall.
Has the power to call
But writes on the wall.

Hair cut so short
So she wouldn't get caught.
Man's laugh in her head
Like he wanted her dead.

The twirl of her hair
The Empress her best
The dance of those shoes
She never wore blue.

Lost in the red
The puzzle it said
The rogue she may dream
Fares a lonely heart scheme.

Marie look away.
She never did say
The kisses were blown
From her lover, her thorn,
Her only life's scorn.

Marie of Marais
Was always that way.
Weak to a dagger
And the touch of his hand,
When he presses it to her
She does how but stand.

In his way
Was his strife
Her green hills
His rhyming with life.

The poetry stayed
But his love for her swayed
From treetop to mountain
And floodgate to ocean.

And there she drowned
On that cold Springtime day
Bloodlet and water
Heart open for slaughter.

Marie of Marais
Whatever they say
A ghost from the past
Will let in the draft.

Penn and Blake

Does my soul stay
When I don't look the same?
Is it my turn to say
Red velvet reminds me
Of the Plague.

Old fashioned
Country town
Windy rocky road
Where does it go?

Trees gather leaves
And lupins blossom
After storms

Forty nights
In a treasure cave
Film stars
Canvases
Blank when they
Never change.

A Point of Inequity, and other points

Unused opposites, their eligibility is yet to be determined:

Gusting dis - positively delicious
Illusioned dis - having the right picture in mind
Couraged dis - having less than encouragement but more than discouragement. Not wavered.
Embowel dis - surgeons use only
Laborate el - not expanded upon
Luding de - somewhat appropriate here
Crimination dis - racism and politically incorrectness
Personate - not pretending to be anyone

Words we could start to use:
Emwrite - to write in a book, something with closing pages/covers. Literary (embed)
Inpersonate - stop pretending to be someone else
Disreason - take reasons away, to unjustify, disproving a point
Unpour - undo what is physically impossible to undo, by way of antigravity.

Nouns verbs adjectives that don't make sense:
Wash unwashed - unwash is not a verb or an adjective
Like saying unpour me a glass of water.
Clean uncleaned - unclean is an adjective not a verb. I uncleaned the house on the weekend.
Grossed is not the opposite of or derivative of engrossed, so could it become a disused opposite?
Embed is an extension of to bed.
Please, Timothy go embed, Now!

Leaves

Spring savours Winter's flavours
Crisp cold chill
Bite to blister.

Notes for Womanhood

1. A woman rarely marries her lover. If she does, she is disillusioned.

2. Men exclusive of her marriage are not chosen lovers, unless she is married. They can be selected and discarded at whim.

3. Boyfriends are not lovers. They are relationships stifling a woman from marriage and the collection of lovers.

4. Women should not publicise themselves daily. When a woman is in public, she should be at her best, made-up and she should enjoy herself. And make an expense about it.

5. A woman is not to wonder about aimlessly, loitering or meandering streets.

6. On the days away from the public, a woman should be productive: Work, cook, read and be creative.

Carafe

Two strange ladies
Waiting in line
Order one Prosecco
Frizzled sweet white wine.

Ladies, are they strange
If of them are two?
One stands by
The other in a queue.

One odd girl
Watches as two wait
Piccolo of bubbles
Disgusting to the taste.

Under the Tree

You only love me when I'm not having your baby.

Stick

If you want a cliche response
Give me a double entendre
If you like a static taboo
Give me something
Hold on to

Foreigner

A post for the wise
A letter to the daft
Nothing in remise
Wasn't that a craft?

Create a domicile
Dominatrix style
Absolute remorse
Nothing that reclines.

Serve a patron
With both arms
Force a lover
Too.

Don't take no
But have it all
Qu'est ce que c'est,
Mon Dieu?

Secret Society of the Fittest

Did you know there is a group of people who gather,
They laugh at everyone else, because no one is as fit as they?

Nobody knows
That Tim can touch his toes.
Nobody dares
To disturb David when he stares.
Never has a no one
Knocked on Neville's door.
But we always try to notice
Andy on the floor.

These fit people, fit fit people.
Who are they to judge?
The rest of us who slave away
When blubber doesn't budge?

These taught people, these tamed toned people.
Who are they to nudge?
At my side, my dark dark side
When here's my chocolate fudge.

Back

The girl in the ditch
And her old world is spinning 'round
The eyes in her head
Are only used to detect.

The girl is on a bench
Her old world is circling around
Sweetly as a dream
To look at her down.

The girl out of town
Her old world behind her now
Sour like bad cream
Rough like cheap stones
Empty like her heart
And all those before her.

Au revoir, le feu

Blend the noises with the silence
Give me sullen hum
Are we awoken, naked, broken
Was that a distant drum?

Get me used to this abuse
I'll enjoy it one day, one.
Endure, forgiveness
You're my witness
Sweat, he follows
Run.

Internets

Such was this
Oh was that
Find me tits
I love tats
Show me piercings
Tickle my fancies
All of my checkboxes
And colour my hair.

Don't forget carnations
Roses can be spared
Lilies are hard done by
When the market isn't near.

Can we go to dance
And could we sleep til noon
Follow my heart slowly
And we will marry soon.

Duet

Elementary, that is dear
You've been tricked
Again.

Such long Tom Foolery.
But, ask
Was it you or was it him?

Ask not he
And ask not why.

For it's the first lesson
Perhaps you missed?

For I could say
Right to the day
There's nothing sentimental
About your meeting him.

It's another Harry
Just another Dick
Or was he Tom.

Just don't make the mistake
Again.

Departee

Boxes to fit a hole in
Air to blow your love through.