Sweet into your sugar spice
twisted together like starch
molded slowly and baked
like warm pretzels
I melt into your
tough brown skin
and evaporate like butter
to fix into the flavors
of Us…
in WE I trust
to rise up
cuz
ain’t all folks kinfolks
but the ones who are
ain’t got no
heart
that’s why I dig inside
to
give you mine
being wrapped around you
is my Life
and that’s just
Fine.
Every-body wanna tell me how to walk in my shoes
but their shoes have holes.
If my toenails have grown would you've cut'em?
If my ankles swollen, would you've rub'em?
My shoelaces became unlaced plenty of times you didn't tied them or tuck'em
cuz my foot says
you aint
WEL-COME!!
Dining out to
fine wine and cuisines
she knew the spoons
weren't clean enough,
and the fork across the table was gonna rough her up,
but she chit and chat
about this and that
to a succulent gourmet appetizer...,
eccentric,pretentious,and
tasty,
it suprised her...,
poison in her fertilizer
it ate to devoured her,
delirious for the delicious,
it munched her expenses,
taste after taste she met her consequences,
shuddering her last breaths
for a decorated plate
too soon
for any foodie on a date.
@Copyrighted by JGomez
I got his back on cold days
when he forgets his jacket
or
on warm days
when he forgets
his homework packets.
I got his back on sunny days
when he forgets
his cleats for practice
or
on raining days
when he forgets
to be active.
I got his back
on sky blue days
when he forgets
he’s sweaty and needs a shower
or
at night
when he forgets
he played video games for hours.
I got his back
in the morning’s
when he forgets
to say good morning
instead
he says, “I love you”
and
I love him back
so he won’t forget.
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JGOMEZ ✌🏽
You wanna pretend that I can be replaced? All memories, good and bad erased? You can’t even tell me face- to- face, cuz your words is a lyin disgrace. Now, I have to hesitate before my anger decides my fate. Spitting explicit words to you…I dare not waste, on a soul rotten in HELL in 1st place.
I want to build my new house with stone,
behind closed windows and locked doors
for everyone to leave me alone.
Paving stones stronger than concrete
to trap my two eyes inside 8,000 square feet.
Every room will be a reflection of me
Classic, Original and Beautifully- Unique.
I will have solid walls and a strong foundation
to safeguard myself from delegating frustrations.
My high ceiling will be the perfect picture
of many nightlight fixtures
of the stars and the moons,
for my nap
on my pilliow everyday around noon.
My life is interwoven
with the friends I learn to
know as I hear their joy and sorrows
as I daily come and go.
As my words linger
to be engraved in the ink of my plot,
twisting my fate and my heart
into a tempestuous knot…,
I don’t talk much
for I have written my life on
little pieces of trees
to be swept away in the breeze.
Behind the strength of my words,
I can see my despair
inside my soul,
to hear my own voice
struggling in pain,
to stay sane
as I try to be “normal”.
The world around me
passes me by
in blurs of color and sounds
not making sense
as I continue to plummet down.
As those same friends never notice
anyway…,
I can’t remember
how it started
and
I don’t know when it will end
but,
I will give anything
to stand on my feet
joyful again.
I gazed upon the night,
with a notebook I begin to write
honestly,
there’s no simple astronomy
to how this star found me.
His eyes greeted mine
A wave “Hi”,
a cosmic bling
we became a “thing”
kissing in Saturn’s ring.
I start a sentence,
He finished mine,
We said the same words
at the same time,
He laughed at my jokes when I want to cry,
He held me even closer when I wanted to die,
unbound by gravity
we laid down our heavy burdens
on Mercury banks
before the star dust
fell upon us
to lust
Our Stars
orbited back to Earth
cause we both found what was missing…,
Our stellar collision.
Journey of Reflections 