Dennis S. Martin's Blog, page 211
October 17, 2019
Margarita
Saucy, sexy, salty blend of
Emerald magic,
Make me sing.
Lend your music to my muse
Before my mind melts into mush.
You were always there for me
In days of triumph,
Nights of woe. When
Melancholy swept my spirit
You were there to ease the crush.
Now this tired body cannot
Take the journey deep into
The endless night,
Your joyful jaunt is
Just a dream of yesterday.
Still you tempt me with your wiles,
Just a taste for old time sake;
Enough to jog the memory
And chase all cares away.
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Emerald magic,
Make me sing.
Lend your music to my muse
Before my mind melts into mush.
You were always there for me
In days of triumph,
Nights of woe. When
Melancholy swept my spirit
You were there to ease the crush.
Now this tired body cannot
Take the journey deep into
The endless night,
Your joyful jaunt is
Just a dream of yesterday.
Still you tempt me with your wiles,
Just a taste for old time sake;
Enough to jog the memory
And chase all cares away.
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October 16, 2019
Innocent
Sitting inside this prison cell,
No walls, no bars, no locks or chains,
No prison guards to walk the halls,
No other inmates to share my grief.
Bound and confused by some unwritten code
That gives you the right to lay judgment on me,
To leave me in torment of unending measure
Willing to grovel for one simple glance.
You turn no ear, offer no reason
Though it appears I have done nothing wrong.
And while I am gathering my resolution, you
Simply fold your tent and walk away.
Where is the justice in your court of passion?
Show me the weight that will balance the scale.
You are the jury, judge and prosecutor with
No breath allowed from my advocate.
Tell me what I need to do for your favor.
Retrace the answers to questions unasked.
I am no more than an innocent fool
Guilty of loving you…
Nothing more.
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No walls, no bars, no locks or chains,
No prison guards to walk the halls,
No other inmates to share my grief.
Bound and confused by some unwritten code
That gives you the right to lay judgment on me,
To leave me in torment of unending measure
Willing to grovel for one simple glance.
You turn no ear, offer no reason
Though it appears I have done nothing wrong.
And while I am gathering my resolution, you
Simply fold your tent and walk away.
Where is the justice in your court of passion?
Show me the weight that will balance the scale.
You are the jury, judge and prosecutor with
No breath allowed from my advocate.
Tell me what I need to do for your favor.
Retrace the answers to questions unasked.
I am no more than an innocent fool
Guilty of loving you…
Nothing more.
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October 15, 2019
Gargantuan
Big, large, massive, huge,
Enormous, super-size,
Far too much envisioning
For one sweep of the eyes,
More than stretched imaginings
For one who seeks the prize,
The Holy Grail,
The grand gargantuan.
Held at birth, but never since;
The burden far too great.
Height and girth expanding,
White rabbit running late.
Hyper drive extended
Ever running toward her fate.
No one dares deter gargantuan.
Bolster her foundation so
Her shelter may endure.
Nurture her through illness.
Help her find a cure.
Many seek,
Many find her heart so kind and pure,
This noble one,
This grand gargantuan.
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Enormous, super-size,
Far too much envisioning
For one sweep of the eyes,
More than stretched imaginings
For one who seeks the prize,
The Holy Grail,
The grand gargantuan.
Held at birth, but never since;
The burden far too great.
Height and girth expanding,
White rabbit running late.
Hyper drive extended
Ever running toward her fate.
No one dares deter gargantuan.
Bolster her foundation so
Her shelter may endure.
Nurture her through illness.
Help her find a cure.
Many seek,
Many find her heart so kind and pure,
This noble one,
This grand gargantuan.
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October 14, 2019
Diatribe
Where in the heck has decency gone?
Who the devil do you think you are?
See, I could have said hell
Or even the f-word to show my displeasure,
Express my case.
But I choose demeanor
Instead of demeaning the question
With rhetoric’s unsavory flavor.
Stand on my soap box and
Rant until dawn, til
The silent Gestapo comes,
Hauls me away,
Places my poor shackled bones
In their prison
Muting my diatribe to hungry ears.
But I won’t be silenced.
My song will continue to
Ring past the walls of
This Gulag existence.
And you. Sir, should tremble
At your day of reckoning,
The day that the pendulum
Finds its way home.
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Who the devil do you think you are?
See, I could have said hell
Or even the f-word to show my displeasure,
Express my case.
But I choose demeanor
Instead of demeaning the question
With rhetoric’s unsavory flavor.
Stand on my soap box and
Rant until dawn, til
The silent Gestapo comes,
Hauls me away,
Places my poor shackled bones
In their prison
Muting my diatribe to hungry ears.
But I won’t be silenced.
My song will continue to
Ring past the walls of
This Gulag existence.
And you. Sir, should tremble
At your day of reckoning,
The day that the pendulum
Finds its way home.
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October 13, 2019
Eloquence
Sit me down near the foot of the stage
So that I won’t miss a single syllable
Baked and awash in such dulcimer tones
That my ears are golden to know their favor.
Feed me words that trill as they thrill me,
Fill me with gushes of bubbly froth.
Take me away to the hills of Nirvana
Where sweet fruit and honey will be mine to savor.
Lift up the room. Bring it up past the summit.
Ride on the clouds til the air becomes thin
And the crowd becomes giddy with anticipation,
Hoping beyond hope the ride will not end.
Teach me your secret. Take me to task.
Where can I learn what you wear as a gift?
Eloquence finds you, even defines you
Riding the crest of a vanishing wind.
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So that I won’t miss a single syllable
Baked and awash in such dulcimer tones
That my ears are golden to know their favor.
Feed me words that trill as they thrill me,
Fill me with gushes of bubbly froth.
Take me away to the hills of Nirvana
Where sweet fruit and honey will be mine to savor.
Lift up the room. Bring it up past the summit.
Ride on the clouds til the air becomes thin
And the crowd becomes giddy with anticipation,
Hoping beyond hope the ride will not end.
Teach me your secret. Take me to task.
Where can I learn what you wear as a gift?
Eloquence finds you, even defines you
Riding the crest of a vanishing wind.
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October 12, 2019
Precipice
Standing on the edge looking down…
Down.
Down from this lonely ledge to the ground
And around…
Aware of every sight, every sound to abound,
Waiting for the anger to subside.
Step from out of nowhere to the fire…
Fire.
Heap the heavy logs high upon the pyre
Kindling the beast of hard desire in the mire
Where the cradles of calamity collide.
Don’t push… for I will surely fall…
Fall…
Fall to clinched jaws that are prone to gnash and gnaw.
Flashed by danger, haunted, shocked with awe,
Never knowing why I am to blame.
Mercy. Please have mercy on my soul…
Soul.
Set your price and let me pay the toll.
Do not toss my weary bones into your dark dank hole.
I am not, should not be your final aim.
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Down.
Down from this lonely ledge to the ground
And around…
Aware of every sight, every sound to abound,
Waiting for the anger to subside.
Step from out of nowhere to the fire…
Fire.
Heap the heavy logs high upon the pyre
Kindling the beast of hard desire in the mire
Where the cradles of calamity collide.
Don’t push… for I will surely fall…
Fall…
Fall to clinched jaws that are prone to gnash and gnaw.
Flashed by danger, haunted, shocked with awe,
Never knowing why I am to blame.
Mercy. Please have mercy on my soul…
Soul.
Set your price and let me pay the toll.
Do not toss my weary bones into your dark dank hole.
I am not, should not be your final aim.
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October 11, 2019
Canyon
Who lives in this canyon
So dark and deep
Where ancient waters carved
Fortress walls?
It seems to cultivate
Gardens of strangers,
Vagabond players who camp,
Then move on.
I used to know every soul
In this valley
From high on her ridges to
Way round the bend.
But time takes its toll
As we roll ever forward,
Leaves only memories
To build upon.
There will be moments,
Whether here or hereafter
To recount the reckoning,
Review the views.
Patiently waiting alone
In this canyon,
No one to talk to…
Nothing to lose.
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So dark and deep
Where ancient waters carved
Fortress walls?
It seems to cultivate
Gardens of strangers,
Vagabond players who camp,
Then move on.
I used to know every soul
In this valley
From high on her ridges to
Way round the bend.
But time takes its toll
As we roll ever forward,
Leaves only memories
To build upon.
There will be moments,
Whether here or hereafter
To recount the reckoning,
Review the views.
Patiently waiting alone
In this canyon,
No one to talk to…
Nothing to lose.
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October 10, 2019
Epilogue
When my epilogue is written
May the words come trippingly
From silver tongue and ruby throat
To drench the roses with their honey.
Gather all my fateful friends,
My poor relations, seldom seen,
Telling tales from memory,
Both bittersweet and funny.
I’ll not be around to hear the
Sweet melodic undertones, the
Ticking, clicking metronomes
That chant my eulogy.
Rather I’ll be on my way to
Better days and better ways,
To claim my spot at Heaven’s gate
Where spirits all run free.
And I’ll see you again someday
Far beyond that final hill
Where we will spend our fond forever
In a land where time stands still.
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May the words come trippingly
From silver tongue and ruby throat
To drench the roses with their honey.
Gather all my fateful friends,
My poor relations, seldom seen,
Telling tales from memory,
Both bittersweet and funny.
I’ll not be around to hear the
Sweet melodic undertones, the
Ticking, clicking metronomes
That chant my eulogy.
Rather I’ll be on my way to
Better days and better ways,
To claim my spot at Heaven’s gate
Where spirits all run free.
And I’ll see you again someday
Far beyond that final hill
Where we will spend our fond forever
In a land where time stands still.
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October 9, 2019
Belligerent
Primed and garbed in restless armor,
Always ready for a fight,
Self-assured and double-strong,
Never wrong,
Forever right.
Not a soul can match your fervor.
No shield can fend your attack.
Breach the line to capture glory.
No regrets,
No looking back.
Won’t take crap from anybody.
Far more prone to dole it out
With a shout of bold pronouncement
Leaving not the slightest doubt.
Be the beast.
Be the hero.
Step into the victor’s zone.
Carry all the consequences.
They are yours…
Yours alone.
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Always ready for a fight,
Self-assured and double-strong,
Never wrong,
Forever right.
Not a soul can match your fervor.
No shield can fend your attack.
Breach the line to capture glory.
No regrets,
No looking back.
Won’t take crap from anybody.
Far more prone to dole it out
With a shout of bold pronouncement
Leaving not the slightest doubt.
Be the beast.
Be the hero.
Step into the victor’s zone.
Carry all the consequences.
They are yours…
Yours alone.
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October 8, 2019
Fandango
What is this fancy little dance we’re doing?
Speed up. No! Slow down.
Now speed up again.
Elfishly playing emotional ping pong
Like two gangly teenagers caught in a game.
I feel like I should be passing notes in
Homeroom, subtle hints dressed in disguise,
Or having a friend tell a friend tell a friend
Til I hear that you told someone
You feel the same.
We should just silence this foolish fandango,
Accept confrontation, stand face to face.
We’re wasting time dancing round in a circle,
Time we could better spend lost in embrace.
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Speed up. No! Slow down.
Now speed up again.
Elfishly playing emotional ping pong
Like two gangly teenagers caught in a game.
I feel like I should be passing notes in
Homeroom, subtle hints dressed in disguise,
Or having a friend tell a friend tell a friend
Til I hear that you told someone
You feel the same.
We should just silence this foolish fandango,
Accept confrontation, stand face to face.
We’re wasting time dancing round in a circle,
Time we could better spend lost in embrace.
Lulu Storefront: http://www.lulu.com/dsmartin
