Remembering 9-11-01

Imploding towers

piled tons of ash and debris

atop shattered lives.

Terror brought home, 

snuffed out by solid leadership

remembered by those left behind.

Loved ones remembered

our country united

faithful and steadfast.

Cautionary note

to those of that ilk

we will hunt you down.

There will be a reckoning

We will not forget the day 

that changed our world.

Rapunzel

Rapunzel, Rapunzel let down your hair!

Come on dearie
don't be so Grimm

there’s nothing left to fear.
The big bad wolf
evil prick that he is
is fooling with some
naive Red Riding Hood
on Facebook
and the wicked enchantress
has roared off
on her broom
to see the fall colors
on the southern rim
of the Grand Canyon.

It’s okay to come out.

Olly Olly Oxen Free!

The bogey woman has left the building
went out for a mocha frappuccino.
She got bored
this story is too predictable
so she went off
to scare up a new Prince.
All the evil turds are gone
Rapunzel
and you’ve gotten the pink slip.

Wake-up sweetie
It’s going to be okay
it was just a nightmare
Yeah- you got banged up a bit
but you made it.

Rapunzel –it’s time to escape
from your ivory tower
maybe go for a makeover.
Color those roots
get out of that frumpy dress
invest in a manicure.

Seriously
you are among friends.
You are a survivor.
It’s over!
And like they say
at the end of the story
And she lived

Happily Ever After!

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Make Me Hot

Make me hot

I want to sizzle

like an egg sunny side up

with my edges lightly browned

crisp

no humdrum lines

or snot

diminishing a

first impression.

I want them

to inhale

my scent

like hungry dogs

hot on the trail

of a

meaty

thigh

bone

dripping

with

drop dead sinew

and pearly white

panache.

Your Taste

You are dark and scathing

hinting at forgotten pleasure

bribing my subconscious

beneath a cloak of sultry red still

you continue to whisper my name.

Tempting rogue

you alone know how to

twist my desire

and color my lust.

I am a nun

and solitary.

This phase will

forge

my chain

secure my allegiance

rebuild a bold character

and transform my prison

but I shall die

before I

forget

your taste.

Emotional Muggers

An Emotional Mugging

is calling up your family

expecting an earful

but getting

an exploding doormat  instead.

is thinking your friends

have your best interests

in mind and finding they’ve

relished eating your heart out.

Emotional muggers

know something

nasty about you

and aren’t afraid to use it.

Emotional muggers

can cripple you

with their love.

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