It's Love!
The June day sun is shining bright
Like it did when I was a child
The sky is hyper blue again
And without the misplaced cloud banks
Mother Nature is full of discovery
And her candy tickles my cheeks
Like our ember glow laughter
In the warm new haven whirlwind
But without the rock candy haze
And with more energy...
It's love!
Babe, you're my new favorite drug!
poem by Michael Fischer
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The Backyard
The backyard used to be
of many different things:
It was the baseball field
where I hit the homerun
to win the World Series.
It was the football field
where I ran in the winning
touchdown in the Super Bowl.
It was the wrestling ring
where I would battle in
WrestleMania’s main event.
But nowadays, the backyard’s
nothing more than a reminder
of unfulfilled dreams!
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Wrap Your Mind Around This Moment
Wrap your mind
around this moment
And your hand around mine
(Because this world)
can be ours
The epic song
the street lights
The drive
and the moon and stars
All belong to us
The night is a waking nestling
Thriving
in the arms of Love
On the threshold
of soaring
So wrap your arms
around me
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The Onslaught Of Time (Fading Love)
My muscle memory fades
With the onslaught of time
That is...
My muscle memory of you
Inside my dwindling arms
Your soft skin grows hard
Hard to remember
As my heart follows suit
On this wintry night
My emperor butterfly kiss
Once guided by the wind
Gets returned nowadays
Because lamentably
It can't find its way to you
And neither can I
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The Epic War Between Friends
Another quarrel, but no clear cut victor,
as a stalemate ensues in the epic war.
It’s friend vs. friend,
without an end;
This has gone day in and day out.
Egotism subjects their minds
and pride prevents them from compromise.
No one’s giving in,
they both want to win;
This has gone day in and day out.
Stockades are built, allies are made,
and arcana are kept from one another.
Victims choose sides
‘cause they’re told lies;
This has gone day in and day out.
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The Accolades Of Yesterday's Heroes
The accolades of yesterday’s heroes
slowly fade with the ravages of time.
Stories of their glory days get distorted
as they’re passed down by word of mouth.
Their contributions are overshadowed
by the rise of today’s young superstars.
And as today’s stars surpass their records,
a piece of that legend dies there and then.
But when today surrenders to tomorrow,
their superstars will be yesterday’s heroes;
And tomorrow’s highly regarded prospects
will wear the crown worn by today’s heroes.
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Sailor-Errant Misadventure
Sailing on the Relation-ship
With no direct destination
Sailing the seas eternally
But the planet's a great circle
The first time 'round
was romantic
Second time 'round
was a review
The third time 'round
was redundant
But fourth time 'round
was regretful
Solar mantrap
Sailor-errant misadventure
Without a map
A history
And an anchor
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To Mary Jane...
My dear, when I am with you
I find myself getting lost...
Getting lost in the ambiance
Of your summer sweet music
Playing as soft as a whisper
In the genius loci background
Getting lost in the distant depths
Of your green earth eyes
That simulate your boundless world
Of inexhaustible possibilities
Getting lost in the resplendency
Of your sun reflected smile
And lost inside
The floral envelope of your heart
Blossoming everlastingly
In your warmth
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My Air Castle
I drift away to my air castle
and fill the harrowing void
that afflicts me internally.
My senses tingle
with each passing thought
of her Florida stature.
Ah, what I wouldn’t give
to be the lotion
on her soccer thighs
or the makeup
on her velvet face.
I dream of her hand,
her hand of acceptance,
in my hand of uncertainty;
Bonding us as one.
I want to celebrate
in her rare beauty
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The Gorgeous Dancer Steals My Stubborn Heart!
Wearing her pink sports bra, black short shorts,
knee-high black legwarmers, overlapped by pink
slouch socks, and powder blue dancing shoes,
she dances with her life in the critics’ hand.
Her bronze thighs vibrate endlessly and her
long golden hair sways back and forth during
her performance. Her dancing is simply
unforgettable, as is her alluring beauty.
Afterwards, she approaches me with a proposit-
ion; it was for one dance. Overwhelmed, I
become dumbfounded and slowly shrink down,
shrinking to five...four...three...two...one foot tall!
The gorgeous dancer steals my height as well!
poem by Michael Fischer
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