Ooooooooooowee! I still can’t believe that you are mine. Because, gat damn you fine! When I talk to you, I hate for our conversations to end. Boy, I sure hate to go! And, I am not sure that you even know how good you even look! Baybay, I just have to let you know. It does not matter what … Continuer de lire Gat Damn You Fine!
I talk to you. You talk to me. By the end of the night we made up a love story. Who is the best? You want me to start at your request. The flow is unlike a riddle. Hey, Diddle Diddle. Sometimes you jump in the middle. Before we are done, we continue to have a lot of … Continuer de lire Overflow
The Rhyme They hunted at dawn. Sometimes at dusk. Even when their lord was Ill and on the mend. The legend continues about those hounds of Baskerville. It better not be you they are sniffing for. There is no mercy. The longer you remain on the run means that there will be an unforgiving, bloody end. The weather could be hot. The … Continuer de lire The Hounds of Baskerville
This is my first attempt at doing the ancient French poetry form called Villanelle. Enjoy! Just A Cup of Coffee Gee! What’s it going to be? And then he came. At the store they met. It all started over just a cup of coffee. He said that it must be fate to keep meeting in her life. So, he planned to meet for a cup … Continuer de lire Just a cup of coffee
Sometimes Tanya thinks that Big Booty Bertha has gone baddy. All of these years of bitterness and anger pent up over her daddy. Not to be sinister. Her daddy was a minister. A cheater while he was a husband. Not to be coy. This same minister left his wife after so many years of her being fat. Momma’s boy. His mother’s joy. … Continuer de lire Desperately Seeking Joseph