Dennis S. Martin's Blog, page 116

Buzz Me In, Stupid

How long do you intend to keep me

Waiting in this dire position?

Open and exposed to every

Elementary element.

Blatant brazen passers-by.

The dirty looks, the snidely sneers,

The loud loquacious laughing louts

Out to do no earthly good.

Any moment it might rain.

Darkness filtering the trees,

The buildings, every sidewalk crevice,

Blocking out the evening sun.

You’re the one who holds my fate.

Only you can make me whole.

Only you can be my savior from

This wicked, wretched state.

Please, be kind and heed my call.

Do not let your ear go deaf.

Lifetimes do not last forever.

Now’s the time to buzz me in.

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Wrinkles

I don’t spend a lot of time in

Front of mirrors so I seldom

Notice any subtle changes

Written upon cheek or brow.

Time digs deep upon its canvas

Painting furrows line to line.

Signs of wisdom, silent witness

Tended with a painless plough.

You won’t find me bent with caring

Wrought with anguish,

Quashed with woe,

Fearing for the reaper’s harvest,

Knowing that the end must come.

Every ending has a new beginning

In the next dimension.

Every step is one step closer to

Rekindling nature’s womb.

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Stay Home

Sanctuary. Cradle of contentment

As the day winds down.

Craving of the working stiff

From 8 AMtil the whistle blows.

Longing desperately to

Cross her threshold

And to melt into her arms

Where I’ll be safely settled.,

Coddled in her restful womb.

Not a thought of leaving her

Outside of grave necessity.

Feet propped up, the dishes done,

TV rolling out its’ senseless drivel

Drowning, droning until

Eyelids gently fall to peaceful slumber.

Now the day forgot,

If only for a little while.

No more obligations this day.

No more rat race cluttering the mind.

Content to let the world go by.

Content to just stay home.

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Blow Your Nose

Here, take my hankie and

Go do your business.

No one is watching so

Don’t feel ashamed.

It’s not the first time you’ve

Tear-stained the linens so

Reign in the waterworks til

It be tamed.

I don’t mean to sound hardened

Or cynical,

Beastly unkind to your heart-felt emotions.

It’s just a dose of reality talking,

Soothing the soul with its

Dark healing potions.

Tomorrow you’ll wake to the bright

Sun of morning,

Fresh from your slumber

As the dew on the rose.

For now, simply struggle,

Suffering silence. Lost but not alone.

Go…. Blow your nose.

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Latent Heterosexuality

Something about the opposite sex

Captures my fancy. I’m not sure why.

Perhaps nothing more than the curve of a limb,

The curl of an eyelash,

A bowed upper lip.

Leg man, breast man, ass man, who knows?

It’s all in a package,

All made for capturing notice and

Interest in fools like me.

Cravings of eye-candy not meant to be.

Eyes flashing wantonly,

Lips pouting feverishly,

Turn of an ankle, a brief glimpse of thigh.

Hair tossed in flippancy, hinting of more to see,

Come-hither hinting that never asks why.

I plead voyeuristic,

A challenge of malehood

To stay my distance and only observe.

But keeping desires in check is not easy.

Constant vigilance must be preserved.

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Bilge Water

Chattering, clattering,

Nothing much mattering,

Ceaseless profusion of audio splattering

Eardrum to eardrum

Wistfully scattering all that is new,

Newsworthy or no.

You know the one,

Jittering, twittering,

Much like the hummingbird

Jumping and flittering

Flower to flower,

Sliding and slithering

Gulping each morsel to

Make itself grow.

You stop to listen

All in your dithering.

Cannot believe so much

Aggregate blithering.

Just so much bilge water,

Nothing for keeping,

But nowhere to hide

And no cliff for leaping
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Don’t Tweak My Nose

I’ve had my fill of your baneful excuses,

Your painful running off at the mouth,

The ceaseless profusion of uncensored gall,

The unending stream of vocal abuses.

This is the end,

No further extension.

The cord has run out on your flittering kite.

Billy-clubbed poses and

Bullied pretensions

Carry you only so far in this fight.

You have to leave now. Don’t try to argue.

Don’t be deceived into thinking you’ll stay.

Options are out, so head for the pavement,

And don’t tweak my nose as you’re walking away.

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Winsome Ecstasy

Oh, you creature of God’s great favor,

How is it you have chosen me to

Feast at your table, walk in your shadow,

Leap to your bidding, sleep by you side?

Of all the great fortune that could have befallen

This most humble servant, I could not ask more

Than the blessing of you, the essence of you,

A walk through the meadows where angels reside

Bestowing their message, their healing faith

That is only the breath of the One who endures.

Manna has fallen as sweet as the honeycomb

Filling my breast with the scent of its’ rose,

Keeping its’ promise to feed my soul, to

Lift up my spirit to levels unknown.

You are my garden, lovingly tended,

An island of passion where happiness grows.

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Lonesome Pinewood Theatre

How did you grow to be so high?

Taller than any building I knew

In my youth. Your limbs a cloud

Far above my head. Your carpets the

Soft down of my favorite pillow.

You have grown older and wiser

Than any human I know or have known

In my short term on Earth.

And you will be here long after

I’ve gone, putting on shows

For all who enter your chapel.

Your lush needles fold around me

Holding my heart as a wood nymph

Tickles my feet and the robin

Delights my ear with gleeful song.

The show begins as a cloudless sky

Refuses to penetrate your sacred shrine.

And I am left with an endless treasure,

One that I’ll own til all passes away.

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V is for Vacate

I was minding my business

When all of it started,

Had no intention of mixing it in.

Had no Illusions of being its Marshall.

Wanting instead to be left alone.

I am no savior,

Not from Samaria,

Not some vast organization of charity

Bent on saving the world in its suffering.

More Mother Hubbard without a bone.

 

So, why was I tagged? Why me the target?

Was it just happenstance calling my name?

Much more comfortable as a mere witness,

Innocent bystander, uninvolved

In this chaotic measure thrust on my shoulder,

Caught in the middle of conflicting views.

Next time I’ll walk away, vacate the zone.

Let someone else find the strength to resolve.

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