Patrick Bryant Michael
MORPH WORLDS
The worlds we create lie in our heads
swirling
twirling
reality may tear them to shreds
dying
sighing
needing dreams at twilight in our beds
seething
breathing
fire, like dragons with leftover dregs
flowing
sowing
wild oats, coasting along on snow sleds
morphing
dwarfing
the real world, like dimensional threads
masking
basking
in our glory, thinking we're purebreds
feeling
reeling
in our dreams, like a sea flows and ebbs
surfing
smurfing
feeling blue, like balance sheets, the reds
roiling
foiling
the villains with light sabers, cobwebs
baking
making
no sense, save to the mind with long legs
musing
losing
sight of the senses, like frying eggs
smelling
dwelling
on lost worlds, some with nightmarish dreads
aching
waking
to dream worlds coursing on mental sheds
dreaming
scheming
being creative, opening frontiers
aping
shaping
new worlds, dreaming you're in Old Algiers
sleeping
steeping
in hopes of overcoming all fears
hoping
scoping
new dimensions, going through the gears
seeing
fleeing
from the real world, letting go with tears
crying
flying
high, soaring with eagles, the mind steers
swaying
playing
the subconscious, belying one's years
smoothing
soothing
the soul with fond memories of peers
morphing
dwarfing
the mind in worlds born of pioneers
landing
standing
on the backs of giants, cavaliers
grooving
moving
in the shadows of darkness, new spheres
fretting
sweating
the shadow of the doubt, wiggling ears
running
shunning
the facts, a mental image appears
being
freeing
the soul for a time, it disappears
summing,
humming
a love song, the harmony feels right
holding
molding
a frieze, exhibition kept in sight
chilling
thrilling
the heart, a dream world, color, no blight
flailing
scaling
mountains, dreams filled a will to fight
ailing
sailing
the wide open seas, pirates, twilight
morphing
dwarfing
the soul, a black hole attracts, invite
drifting
shifting
thoughts, like a mystic becomes forthright
galling
falling
off a cliff, grabbing hold the dark knight
spinning
grinning
spiraling through dream worlds, holding tight
warming
forming
new dreams, being creative, incite
luring
touring
recesses of the mind, dreams ignite
yearning
burning
into the mind, lessons like a rite
rushing
brushing
in feelings through dreams, icy and white
smiling
guiling
a morph world, beguiling with bright light.
(c) January 6, 2013 by PBM
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ALTER EGOS
Like Jekyll and Hide were alter egos
we play one part, one hides in the shadows.
Feeling strength leads to a dominate role
opposites attract like the North and South poll
egos may strike nerves like a rocky shoal
firm, gentle persuasion should be the goal.
Like Jekyll and Hide were alter egos
we play one part, one hides in the shadows.
Building trust helps to maintain respect
alter egos need control to connect
gentle persuasion submissives project
pick-up lines are commonly suspect.
Like Jekyll and Hide were alter egos
we play one part, one hides in the shadows.
To please, to submit, for love to requite
sharing lips, yearning for love, swapping spit
giving, yielding of the flesh, to permit
to feed depths of the soul, to recommit.
Like Jekyll and Hide were alter egos
we play one part, one hides in the shadows.
Bondage and discipline, ropes of foreplay
sadomasochism, hedonic sway
pleasures of the flesh, with love to convey
nourishing the soul, on the heart to weigh.
Like Jekyll and Hide were alter egos
we play one part, one hides in the shadows.
The clown, a mime, do the crime, do the time
breaking hearts, harming others, love of grime
using charm, hiding alter ego slime
the good, the bad and ugly, something prime.
Like Jekyll and Hide were alter egos
we play one part, one hides in the shadows.
Masking needs, the devil chides evil seeds
playing on soft souls, doing evil deeds
taking advantage, lying in the weeds
the alter ego comes out, then recedes.
Like Jekyll and Hide were alter egos
we play one part, one hides in the shadows.
Politics breed alter egos, left, right
suspicions, deceit, hiding in daylight
back room deals are made, moonbeams meet twilight
stars shine brightest in the blackest of night.
Like Jekyll and Hide were alter egos
we play one part, one hides in the shadows.
As the earth turns, the devil takes delight
sprites of morning, become demons of fright
alter egos awake when souls excite
a flower, open petals, will invite.
Like Jekyll and Hide were alter egos
we play one part, one hides in the shadows.
Without hate, there would be no one to love
vultures may feed where bides the turtle dove
harmony and balance must come thereof
no matter the struggle, the push, the shove.
Like Jekyll and Hide were alter egos
we play one part, one hides in the shadows.
Spite fights compassion, while greed salivates
bask in the sunshine, murder fascinates
the pen is mightier than the sword, mates
rubbing folks the wrong way, wit agitates.
Like Jekyll and Hide were alter egos
we play one part, one hides in the shadows.
The salt of the earth, sweet as honey pie
wit and love notes, feeling a super high
sour pusses, bitter pills, a hard sigh
umami, bland, tell the truth, dare to lie.
Like Jekyll and Hide were alter egos
we play one part, one hides in the shadows.
Alter egos may help our souls to fly
do harm to others, forget being shy
wake the depths of the soul, help us to cry
help give us courage, and help keep us spry.
Like Jekyll and Hide were alter egos
we play one part, one hides in the shadows.
(c) September 19, 2012 by PBM
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POWER RUN AMOK
Money talks, greed and power corrupt
swagger
wager
what you got, let no one interrupt
bellow
jello
folks out for their fortunes to disrupt
slamming
cramming
down folks throats till ill- forces erupt
growing
blowing
smoke, shining mirrors to fuck things up
bating
hating
intimidating to make a schlep
bragging
ragging
on others holding out a tin cup
building
gilding
false hopes for any suckers to sup
taking
raking
in dough like there is never enough
huffing
puffing
when things go awry, called on their bluff
doubting
pouting
when others won't take bellicose guff
biding
hiding
acting like a Billy Goat Gruff
quaking
shaking
others up to become a dumb schmuck
chiding
riding
others, trying to mire them in muck
courting
thwarting
efforts to keep fools from getting stuck
breaking
taking
good soul's money, power run amok!
(c) May 8, 2010 by PBM
Patrick Bryant Michael
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