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*Rainbow Bride*

Most Grooms would Love
A
Bride in White…
But most cannot
Give that Gift.
So Grooms settle for a few botches
And red left-breast stains.
It no longer matters.
A new beginning calls for
White…Right?
I know I certainly would love a bride
Worthy of White…
Not just physically but spiritually…
but I guess physically is all we can really ask for…
But how many really
Get that Gift?
So…since that gift is so far out of reach…
And there will be color regardless…
Well,
Then…
I see nothing wrong with choosing a Rainbow—
Even if They color her a “Ho.”

You can’t try to bleach colors,
It just won’t come out right…
You can rearrange and try to match…
But it just won’t come out white.
2 shades darker or 200…
White just isn’t White…
Sometimes light colors try to pass as white,
or think they are close enough…
But white just isn’t white:
Close just isn’t enough.
Instead of picking a light,
A grey or a pink shade…
He went and got a Rainbow—
I still say he’s got it made — although They think
otherwise.

And even if they don’t last or workout…
Sometimes even white doesn’t come out the other end
The way you thought it would.

I said, “He’s a lucky guy…”
They say, “She’s a Ho, not a Housewife…”
He’ll have Great Sex for a
Long, Long Time:
The next best thing to a Bride in White.

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*Use My Imagination*

You looked a lot better
before I saw All of you…
Please continue this fantasy,
I can wait to come to.

You sounded much better—
Before I heard all your tracks,
Some songs are better unheard,
I wish you had took That One back.

Time stood still,
Frozen in a daze,
But I bolted on out
When you told me your age.

Superstar you Are,
I admire your Charm,
The tabloids don’t hurt You,
It’s My Image they Harm.

No, no — Don’t tell me your past,
I don’t want this Perception
To be My Last.

Some people always ask:
“How did they do that?”
I just applaud the Magic,
And skip the chat.

My vision of you
Is Larger than Life,
Don’t bring me back down
from this Cloudy Height.

The Imagination can roam free of All Boundaries…
All it Takes:
Is just a Few Limits.

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*The Great Diversion*

An Author writes his novel—
Hoping he’ll make it big…
A Musician plays in his Band—
Hoping for a Larger gig.
An Artist paints a canvas—
Hoping to be on display…
Broadcast Majors plan to Announce—
They study Play by Play.
An Athlete Runs Many Miles
To be on
A Walk of Fame…
A Poet develops Verse—
Desperately
Throwing Out
Her Name.
Well-Connected Dreamy Eyes
Think they can save TV,
One Network after another—
They’re brought back to Reality.

Others just want to get by;
They live just for the payout…
Right when there’s time for Love—
They’re right back on their Way Out.

A Mechanic Repairs
A Therapist Cares
An Accountant Counts
While Salesmen Discount
Carpenters Construct
Businessmen Conduct
Fashionistas Design
Architects Align
A Butcher Chops
A Janitor Mops
A Valet Parks
A Detective Narks
A Cabby Drives
A Sailor Dives
Acupuncturists Puncture
Engineers Structure
A Chef Fries
A Pilot Flies
An Agent Spies
A Politician Lies
And Workers Work
And Workers Work
And Work and Work…

They Work and Work and Work,
They Dream, They Sweat, They Chatter,
It’s all a Great Diversion
From the One thing that Really Matters.

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*The Hike*

At sunrise, as the sky begins to clear:
So begins The Hike.

With nothing new on the horizon,
I still aim to make the outdoors great.

I’ll settle for making it back intact.

On weekends I may roam unconstrained,
On This day I lug a Backpack —
Intended to forefend fail,
but Useless
on This rigorous trail.

Bitter winds, whipping debris, and stony ground
Renders my body achin’,
True pioneers must stay the course,
And keep walking the path less taken.

My algid chill cannot repress
The labored sweat that drops
as briskly as the sloping temperatures.
Still, I march uphill with poise and tenacious
proficiency.
Every step commands determination,
As the earth stiffens and
the Cold winds
Continue to pick up Steam.

As I stand in place,
Yet blowing against the wind—
I eye the formidable
Mountain.

I Harness.
And I Climb.

In the face of conditions
that would make the ordinary man
fall off the steep end,
or camp out,
I choose to climb.

Amidst any Storm,
Beneath any dark hovering cloud,
You will Never see any rain on this face.
Only a hardened brow
and staid visage.
Amidst the most severe
Climates,
Among the Highest of Mountains,
I smile tirelessly,
and laugh incessantly.

I have seen the bottom,
I have felt the hardest drop…
I may fall by nightfall,
but right now—I’m at the top.

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