When a Thunderstorm Occurs
(Edit #2)
When a thunderstorm occurs
If often tends to turn
The hour...
...Its reminds one of the earth,
And it’s truly
Mystifying power.
When the skies weep
On our ways,
And we are
Set adrift in dreams!...
...When a thunderstorm
Occurs, and
Shades our strategies,
And schemes.
I can see one on the rise,
And I
Can taste
The balm of rain!...
...What will be illustrated
Next?...
...All of your Sciences
Be shamed!...
When a thunderstorm occurs
It often tends to turn
The tide...
...All trends have been distilled,
As we are taken
On a ride.
When will I come out
Of this cave...
...And will I be
What I was before?...
The heavens spill,
We pay the bill...
...It's in this trade that
Feels like War...
...But it can lighten
Loads
That’ve marred
Our odes
To live and then
Release...
...As the flood
Comes in,
We lose more
Then skins
And clean corners
Of each crease.
To better see!...
To better love!...
...This is what a cleanse
Can yield!...
When a thunderstorm
Occurs it can
Replenish craving fields
That’ve waited so long
For a sign...
...O, rain,
Please fall...
Flushing out our minds...
©
2018
Bunny Villaire
Like The Wind She Comes And Goes
(Edit #3)
Kiss the bits that are
Exposed...
...The delicates
Amidst the Rose...
...And when she lastly
Let’s you sit
Upon that ledge where
A fierce glass glint
Of the roaring fire
Is bounced your way
Through keen
Reflections
Of this day,
You will...
...You spill...
You flip the tray...
...Kiss the bits that are
Exposed!...
(Savor her grift, ’fore
She’s on the road...)
...Her eyes survey you,
And your treasure chest
Where you keep the nuts,
And what God has blessed...
...Let her lips define you,
As her kindness drifts!...
Hunger for a thrill...
A saliva lake
On your burning skin,
As she strokes your tool,
And you come again...
Where her brown eyes soothe...
...She lives within
Every trip you take...
Hides behind the closed door...
...Covered by the drapes.
Like the wind she comes, and
Goes for you...
...With a fuck that saves,
As the head’s unscrewed.
©
2018
Bunny Villaire
enlighten me!
this thrill and spilling will...
...my hand politely falters
into a pool that's crystal blue...
wanders low above the waters...
searching now for lucid signs
from the mistress of the swell...
...brought her heightened
sense of taste...
draped in rinds of
untold hell.
what is all this mystery?...
...i'll frisk her flesh
for toppers...
we are lost,
our train derailed...
...within her fields
there are no offers...
...laughing lessons that exist under
a roof of crystal glass.
tell me love,
where do i fit?...
...i'll tunnel to
ice-covered past.
©
2018
Bunny Villaire
long term
I don't know where it came from or where it's going but this ache in my chest is swallowing me whole
gaping and smiling its scraggly-tooth smile and this hop-scotch heart isn't skipping for joy I'm falling with anticipation of contact with the iceberg ground take a breath pull me in let me push cause I'll never feel safe again whole again home again I'm drowning in the cavern beneath my breast I'm watching clouds roll by and planes blow past as I sink as you reach for my hand but the truth is I'm done trying to stand so ready to melt into nothing cause my whole world is mist by now and I've always missed how the rain used to beat when there was no sign of cover and I wonder what skin feels like to the raindrops and I wonder if tear drops have ever kissed your face in sympathy and I wonder how my hand feels to yours cause you always felt so warm
so warm I could melt into nothing
hold on hold on I'm not ready to fly yet I'm not ready to die yet I just want to know how your hair feels to the wind and how your fingers feel to the crumpled pages of novels long forgotten and letters never lost let's remember let's forget and then remember again the way our eyes met
it has never been easy to undo your corkscrew heart and it's never been easy to pry me apart but I've seen all of you and you have seen all of me what's left but to leave
why's it so hard to leave?
Knowhut’msayin’?
Last night,
two African-American youths
beat up my friends
and divested them
of their money
bus tickets
and cigarettes
not to mention
half a roll
of Tums,
even though my friends
told them:
’Look, man--
we’re as poor as you,
and we're not the ones
who fucked you over.′
This incident doesn’t
dissolve my esteem
for the African-American
Community
still,
why’s a
nigga
gotta BE
that way?
It’s a small world. We will meet someday.
If only dreams are real
I would've been in your arms
Lose my breath with your every glance
I'll even put my guard down
And risk my heart for you to steal
If only dreams are real
I have already sailed
the ocean for you
I would've flown
the sky to see you
I would've risked everything
Just to be with you
“Sea of Pretend”
Initially a harmony,
of melody and grace.
Disguised to be the one for me,
Deep within a handsome face.
Shadowing my butterflies,
In one another’s clasp.
But stormy days would alter this,
The sunshine never lasts.
Choosing you and not the life jacket,
What a blessing I could swim.
No idea it couldn’t save me,
In the deep sea of pretend.
Tears from the darkest cloud,
Drowned any chance to save me.
I’m dying just to love you,
You’re living just to hate me.
Fire.
Surrounded by the imperfections
Adults acting like adolescents
Modeled behavior
Of parental negligence
Despite the blood loss
No gained intelligence
mindful sins
Committed in actual repetition
Evening comes
But the morning glistens
Of the nights terror
With out mocking birds
All that's left
Is copy cats
Blood sucking bats
And necrophiliacs
Pass the keys to the past
I'm never going back