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Dearest Male Reader

I know how capable you are
You're built out of confidence, your gentle side attracts a woman's broken heart, and hope ignites
Though her heart has been broken
Broken by a man like you, your gentle side still attracts
Though she suffered in the hands of a man, she still trusts
I know, honestly, I know
Your aura and esteem say it all
You flourish among creation
Leadership is your natural born skill
From this day forth
You will treat all women like queens full of respect and care
Trust me when I say I know

Eastern Chaos (1948 to 2024)

Conflict is an old one,
seventy, or more years it has been,
treaties with Arab countries signed
a new state created back then.

All the world is watching now,
Sadly media sides with the strong
delivering only fake sermons
No matter if he's right or wrong

Israeli militants gone mad,
Hezbollah's grim attacks today,
have the world's attention now
will this hold governments at bay?

Fireside Confessions

Reclined on the Carpet, they lay
in each others arms, no hurry to move
undecided which was hotter,
body or mind, with nothing to reprove.

Hungry lips finding soft places
with shivering whispers discovering
secrets of the flesh so supple,
soft tender fingers seeking, hovering...

Honeyed secrets of love and lust
sharing the sweetest of forbidden talk
seeing the other in their eyes,
smiling, he lifted the hem of her frock.

Juno Beach (updated)

The First Canadian Army
taking out Juno Beach was tasked,
solemn in their duty were they
then ready, when each man was asked.

On June sixth 1944
German forces occupied France.
With the transport mine sweeping,
Navy bombardment took a chance...

Canadian infantry squad
seized the airport taking control,
to me, each man was a hero,
those who fell. as war took a toll.

Sin Hall Jive

A note wraps around the drums

Feed back is fed back,

Thrown back out amplified,

While cymbals swing like dove wings

Horns aim in every direction

Push the dancing to prancing

Eyes cross lost

Hold the whole note

Faces distort

Body of a viola becomes a body

Red, yellow and brown

Against a darkened backstage

Frayed bow rises again and again

With the screaming sin

Yellow, red and orange boots

Bending footpaths through wailing words

Tangerine and sushi spilled everywhere

My Fireside Confession...

Sex, sax, and smooth whiskey,
secrets beside the fire.
Warm and sultry brown eyes
looking at me, desire.

The pounding of my blood,
pitched ringing of my ears
Cannot turn me away
playing on all my fears.

Warming a frosted heart,
confessing "I love you,"
There's nothing left to say,
Hope that you love me too.

Unexpected Horror! updated

summertime, on break we were fresh
chores in the morning, after lunch
we contemplated what to do
after we had consumed our brunch

My friend and roommate, Rosemary
and I decided to go out
maybe we'd go to the movies
her turn to choose, without a doubt.

I'd not seen a flick in ages,
it surely had been a long time.
She would not tell me the title
keeping a secret was no crime.

A Cruel Joke

He was wild and adventurous.
A Lothario of great note
discharged from the U.S. Navy,
finding land legs, just off the boat.

Feeling freedom for the first time
from shores of Viet Nam, now home.
Fancy for the neighbors daughter,
this bad cat was out on the roam!

Dating Jan for a month of days
without explanation, he stopped
found another who turned his head
so, by the wayside she was dropped.

Omaha Beach Landing 1944 (second edit)

German Occupation In France,
enemy held all the beaches.
Pending the Allied involvement,
get into war in all reaches.

French freedom fighters were on hand
In Secrecy awaiting sign
Radio band frequency wire
found messages coming in fine.

News: "Wounds with a languorous heart"
announcing the call to action
D-Day happening in Europe
now readying for all factions

Let It Fall Where It May... (reworked)

Let It Fall Where It May
For: Trump (the traitor)

No matter the cost
whatever the price,
we keep on falling
like the tumbling dice.

To reorganize
Democrats failing
get it together
without the squalling

The journey is long
as roads unfold.
Life is not fair,
unlike you've been told.

Chaos reigns straightaway
there's no pattern or plan,
no rhyme or reason
to the stupidity of that man.

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