Tales

Teardrops

Saint Lopez

Aaron Snow

A Tale to told is a tale understood; 
Tales live and breathe life for which they are written;
Never shall a tale wither and die
For tales are only forgotten and slip away into farthest reaches of the mind
Tales are loved, share, feared, and scorned
And  for what you may ask
For being what they were born to be
Tales are treasures and should be temple of our souls,
And mourned for all of the lost adventures and stories that were once told.

Wet beautiful eyes,
that dream of the past,
times locked eternal in memories forgotten,hoping for days filled with sunshine not rain,and nights that are restful,
knowing that soon she'll be dreaming of sweet unattainable love,
in silent serenity under the moon.
while....Teardrops on grass blades,
reflecting the morning,
they glisten and listen for reasons to follow, their name, diving deep into looseness of soil, to disperse in blending of liquid and sand,
to the natural drain,
and finding forever, a permanent home,
as part of the land.
so.....How you would feel, if your fears were all true,
and cousins were kissing, but not kissing you.Would this really upset you,
and if so then why,and what would you do, would it make you cry?
Or would you accept it, be happy for them, and look for your own love with another friend?

BABY THOUGHTS

CJ Warpath

As we drive the car down the road
I see a flower go walking by,
and then a rock, and then a tree,
and then I find myself asking why?
I contemplate the way things go zipping by,
faster now, and as I look at them go
I'm thinking it would be handy to know?
The destination is reached sooner then expected,
at least by me 
then as we go into the car again and what do I see?
The very same things that I saw before
but this time in reverse they walk,
and when I ask them where they go
I realize that they can't respond.
The tree goes by, and then the rock, and finally the flower I see,
and when they pass me and are gone,
I decide what moves is me.

A Lovers Lost

El Hombre Misterio

What do I despise?
It is all Quite simple when all is told.
I truly wonder how I can last
Dreading the feeling of knowing,
Knowing that as the years go by,
You shall be forever alone,
And when all is said done is really you that I fear to be alone,
Or rather it be I
To wither alone and die
For truly this is what I despise most of all.

What I Like

August Ramierez

I like red and black and white. I like food, all kinds. For me there is a fantasy in every meal, every snack, every morsel. I don't do excessive sweets, although I love chocolate and nuts, raisons and pie, and pudding, and..and...music and candles and pickles, dry white wine, the sparkle of a feminine eye, soft voices, and whispers, suggestions, preferences, variety , timing,  spontaneity, and sensual overtones, transparent apparel, loose clothing, humor, marginal intoxication, spooning, truthfulness, perogees, beauty, playfulness, wrestling, turkey dinners, nibbling, ice cream, singing, showers, massages, silence, spring, significant relationships, noodles, backrubs, canoeing, pampering, kiwi fruit, movies, long passionate entanglements, classical music, the fragrance of skin, cabbage rolls, holding hands, fresh air, full moons, and coconut, and kissing, cottage cheese, touching, sunflower seeds, peanut butter, a woman's footsteps, flowers, you, and butterflies, cheese, camping, devotion, cucumbers, memories, giving, fresh bread, sharing, potatoes, I like potatoes, sounds,  kittens, babies, raindrops on tents and tin roofs, lady bugs, electronics, quiet intimacies, absence of makeup, guitars, big eyes, bare shoulders, laughter, trees, waves, walking at night, milk, talking until dawn, smorgas board meals, and I like you, and singing, pretty faces, birds, children, islands, poems, tickling, sauerkraut, shade,  koala bears, mysteries, challenges, beanie babies, nice toes, dimples, brain teasing gizmo puzzles, fishing, love, musical instruments, pictures of you, corn on the cob, surprises, and swizzle sticks, snowflakes, bunny rabbits, ice cubes, ballroom dancing, caresses, fireplaces, making up, long drives, cuddling, figs, smiles, electric cars, dart boards, magic, pea soup, and.....There is a lot of other things that I like too, so there is  so many more things if you ever need or you ever want.

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