Saturday, June 30, 2012

Who is this Woman, a Poem


Who is this Woman
A
Poem


Who is this Woman?

SupaDupaFlyGirl

She is a Woman
Search for her in an enigma
Hidden in a puzzle
Shrouded in a mystery

Do you really believe
That you can find her

Her smile
Captures any man's heart
And
He carves a place for her

Look into her chestnut eyes
Too deep to see her soul
And
A man falls, n' falls, n' falls...

She tosses n' tumbles
Her long silken auburn hair
And
Dances n' prances
To a song
That she only hears

Oh, but do not be deceived
All you gentlemen enchanted
By her
Youthful quiet charm

She's a tempest
A Nor'easter
Her fury will sink you quick
And
You'll never really know
You just find yourself
Adrift

Do you really believe
That you can find her

She is a Woman
Search for her in an enigma
Hidden in a puzzle
Shrouded in a mystery

SupaDupaFlyGirl

Who is this Woman?


FINIS



Photo Credits
Copyright © Elizabeth Ashley


"supadupaflygirl"

Copyright © ralph marie de largo


@ProLifePoet

Friday, June 29, 2012

bridget


Bridget



Bridget

Bridget O'Neill

Do I dare give you the key

To my wounded heart?

Bridget

Bridget O'Neill

Is there a poem to be penned

From my poetic soul


Reaching out to your


Pain, laughter and love?

Bridget

Bridget O'Neill

Dare I ask?

A Poet wants to know.


finis

Photo Credit
Copyright © John Ulman & Bridget O'Neill
1 April 2012

Poem
Copyright © ralph Marie de largo
Thursday 28 June 2012

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Thursday, June 28, 2012

Ponder

Ponder
a
Poem

Who is this Man called

Jesus Christ

They say,
He touches a blind beggar
and
he has his sight

He says,
"Your sins are forgiven.'
and
The lame and the crippled
pick up their mats to walk

He commands daemons
to leave a possessed man's body
and
The devils obey and they flee

"As God is my witness..."
These people tell me their stories

This Man awakens the dead
as if
they were only asleep

Who is this Man called

Jesus Christ


Photograph Credit
Copyright © Denise Vlogs

Poem
Copyright © ralph marie de largo
December 11, 2010

Wednesday, June 27, 2012

YouTube Heartbreak in Disguise




Heartbreak in Disguise

You smile like a Sweet-heart
Your eyes capture my soul
You talk like my Valentine

But I got my surprise...

You're the YouTube Heart-break in Disguise

Yes bb, you are the YouTube Heart-break in Disguise

You conned me with your virtual kisses
Then
You blocked me and you laugh

Lizzie, you know how much you made me cry
You're not the way you say

You smile like a Sweet-heart
Your eyes capture my soul
You talk like my Valentine

But I got my surprise...

You're the YouTube Heart-break in Disguise

Yes bb, you are the YouTube Heart-break in Disguise

I thought that I could post comments on your vidz
But I got a big virtual surprise

YouTube help me, I didn't see the
Heart-break
In your enchanting feminine wiles

You smile like a Sweet-heart
Your eyes capture my soul
You talk like my Valentine

But I got my surprise...

You're the YouTube Heart-break in Disguise

Yes bb, you are the YouTube Heart-break in Disguise



Photo Credits
Copyright © Elizabeth Ashley Photography


Poem
Copyright © ralph marie de largo
March 2, 2011

Tuesday, June 26, 2012

A Poem for You


A Poem for You


you
the world
Plagiarize my prose

you
the world
Steal my signature

you
the world
Collect your vanities and treasures

you
the world
So easily deceived by the devil

you
the world
With your days surely numbered

Shall you rise into heaven
Or
be cast down into hell

you
the world

I renounce

You cannot destroy the fingerprint of my soul

For I fingerprint in His image and likeness
Therefore
I am His disciple

Jesus Christ

You
not the world

You
I trust




Copyright © ralph marie de largo
8 March 2008

Monday, June 25, 2012

Where Have All the Children Gone


Where Have All the Children Gone

Upon my deathbed I lie
I see the Angel beckoning me
So comforting is his smile

Peaceful is the path
That he leads me

The distant gate shines
Choirs sing beyond

But I pause, I hesitate
I ask myself

"Where have all the Children gone?"

From this earth their lives
Are stricken

By Madmen drunk with political power

Wenches with hearts of stone

Satan's Physicians wield the knife
That butchers God's creation
And
Bleeds a fellow Citizen's
Flesh pale

Christians weep

Pagans, Atheists and Traitors
Laugh, drink and fornicate

The Cult of Immorality reins

From the White House

Through the Halls of Congress

The Justices don the
Black Robes of Death

Who dares to abolish their Genocide

A new soul has our

Colors

The blue is fear

The white is the life-less
Apathetic Eyes of a once noble people

The red, the blood-red hue
Is the vital body fluid

Drained from fellow Citizens

Forever staining our fabric of
Liberty

Citizens
With no voice

Citizens
With no vote

Abandoned to be Orphans

With no mother
To nurse them at her nutritious breasts

With no father
To safeguard them in his manly arms

Damn you baby killing Monsters

Damn you Prochoice Evildoers

May Jesus Christ cast your
Unrepentant body and soul
Into the everlasting fires of
HELL

Angel of Death
You mock me
I'll not go willingly with thee

My Republic's Abortion Holocaust

Must be Abolished before
I shall rest peacefully

Angel of Death
Do not fight with me

I'm an American

Prochoice AmeriKa
Shall rue the day

That they ever

Fucked with me

My Righteous Christian Rage


finis


Photograph Credit
Copyright © Elizabeth Ashley Photography


@supadupaflygirl

Poem
Copyright © ralph Marie de largo
@ProLifePoet
Divine Mercy Sunday
14 April 2012


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Sunday, June 24, 2012

I Wanna Be Your Computer Nerd



I Wanna Be
Your Computer Nerd


Bb let me be
Your fawning
Computer Nerd

i'll send an e-mail
To your Mac™
You don't have to answer back

O ... Let me be ... Your Computer Nerd

I don't want to be your
Accountant
Cuz' Accountants count too much

I don't want to be your
Programmer
Because Programmers ain't the boyz
You love enough

I just want to be your fellow Computer Nerd

i watch your vidz all day ´n night
And laugh out loud with delight

O ... Let me be ... Your Computer Nerd

Bb let me mouse-click
To all your accounts you post
YouTube®
Twitter®
flickr®
Are the ones i like the most

Your daily vlogs
I want to see

Just so'z each day
You smile at me

O ... Let me be ... Your Computer Nerd

i don't want to be your
Accountant
Accountants count too much

i don't want to be your
Programmer
Programmers ain't the boyz
You love enough

i just want to be
Your fellow Computer Nerd

Fawning
Over you day ´n night

i'll send you and e-mail
To your Mac™

You don't have to answer back

O ... Let me be ... Your Computer Nerd

Popcorn ... Cookies ... soda Coke
i hope that i don't choke
While
i laugh, smile, laugh

i just wanna be your Computer Nerd




Photo Credit
Copyright © Elizabeth Ashley Photography
Poem
Copyright © ralph marie de largo
January 27, 2010

Saturday, June 23, 2012

i love you --- just because


i love you --- just because


i love you --- just because

i open our front door

it's the way that you greet me

after a frustrating day at work

a warm soft touch

your hands caresses my neck

you need not say a word

your eyes say all that i want to hear

"You are mine now darling husband.

I'm glad that you are here!"

i love you --- just because

it's your kiss

i would die without

moist hot lips

a tongue so soothing

your breath as sweet as honey

i'm convinced

that no angel in heaven

could steal me away from you

i love you --- just because

smile for me

let me see the reflection

of the purity of your soul

an ageless grin

that sets my heart to skip a beat

time shall never dim

i love you --- just because

you show me two pink stripes

upon the test strip

here, a sip of ginger ale

i read it only lasts a few days

then

it's only nine months

cooking can't be that difficult

you can sit upon a chair

you'll start breast-feeding

lasting almost a year

we'll sure save a lot of money

on baby formula

kids grow up fast

i love you --- just because

you're my

katie

and until the end of time

you are all mine


finis


Photo Credit
Copyright © Katie Sah
21 June 2012

@CrankyKatie

Poem
Copyright © ralph Marie de largo
Friday 22 June 2012

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Friday, June 22, 2012

ode to my sister lilylulay



ode to my sister lilylulay

i
The city noise is a carpet of confusion among
the incandescent street lamps

The moon is a faint din suffocated by the smog
puffing from the
coal plant's smoke stacks

The alley-way is a garbage stinkin' narrow
black tarry cut
across the dirt back-yards of a neighborhood block

And the
Hawg Rider
is
Riding--Riding--Riding

Yes...Yes
the
Hawg Rider
is
riding up to my family's
old wooden house back door

I hear my Daddy's grand-father clock
strike
Twelve Chimes

It's midnight...

Midnight


ii
He wears not helmet... not cap
his long blond curly hair
matted and twisted locks
constrained only by a red folded silk bandana
worn across his forehead

The wolf tail... the wolf tail

I see a wolf tail braided into his wild unkempt hair

A zippered jacket of black dull leather he wears
and
his coat buckle torn and the belt's a'hangin'
and
he wears blue faded denim jeans
with never a wrinkle or tear

His buffalo skin boots sixteen inches high

He rides his motorcycle with a jeweled twinkle

The diamonds of eternal love in his eyes

There is his
shiny bone white butt of his
Colt Python Magnum revolver
is peeking from behind
his unzipped waist length animal skin garment

I see the metallic motor beast that he rides
with its
chrome exhaust pipes
a gleaming ´n its red-yellow flames
spitting

Yes...Yes
He rides his motorcycle with a jeweled twinkle
under the polluted night sky


iii
Over the tarry surface he rumbles
and
across the dirt of our back yard
then cut his hand-throttle to a gentle growl

He knocks his brass knuckles
onto the wooden shutters
for my Daddy
keeps us all locked-´n-boarded
and
then he whistles a tune piercing the silent night
and i hear my sister astir

I see my darling sister
her eyes alight with love and wonder
faintly illuminated by the porch security light
that my sister has smothered to hide her
boyfriend dear


iv
The razor shaven man's voice is deep and audible
and
i hear him say to my sister

lilylulay...lilylulay

One kiss for me my lover
for i have one more delivery tonight
and
then look for me by morning light

O...
look for me then my sweetheart
for now i must go
and
prowl the night

But if...
my darling
lilylulay
those Po-po dragnet the 'hood
then look for me by
midnight

Though beast, man and daemon
may try and block
my way...

I promise to take you away from this hell-hole
by
midnight

I see him
like a noble Knight stand upon his stead
to embrace his princess dear
his large black leather skinned arms
caress my sister and hold her near


v
My sister captures him with her strong arms
and
presses her ruby red lips to his lips
for a kiss
slow and tender is their kiss

The man pulls back and reaches for his pocket
he snaps open a stiletto switch-blade knife
its blade razor sharp
i see reflected in the big man's eyes

He grasps a lock of his hair
and
he cuts this golden swath from his head
and
he places the hair bundle into my sister's hand

My sister ties her perfumed yellow silk scarf
around the man's neck
and
the animal skin clad giant of a man
sits down upon his saddle seat

He throttles his metallic beast
into a fearful howl
and
he rides his iron stallion
vanishing into the foggy mist
I hear him laughing out loud

I look and I see
my beautiful sister
lilylulay
is braiding her hair

My sister is braiding
that man's blond strands of his hair
into her long silky auburn locks of her hair
as she contently stares into the misty night air

I hear her whisper, ever such a whisper

"My faithful husband,
God has blessed us
and
I cannot wait to tell you the news."


vi
He did not come by morning light
the sound of his motorcycle
was not heard at noon

"Son it's supper time, call your sister"
but
i could only tell my father
"Dad, she wants to stay in her room."

The shadows grew long
and
the blazing red, yellow, white sun
My sister and I
we watched the glowing ball sink into the west

Now a dark blue, velvet dome
speckled with sparkling lights
covered our heads
the moon has gone to hide


vii
I am awakened to the sound of thunder
No
I hear the crash of the front door
is smashed off its hinges
and
i jump from my bed

I see the black uniformed helmeted men
shod with jack-boots
armed with black rifles
and
the red lazer' beam dots
marking my father's forehead

My mother is screaming
and
the black uniformed man grabs her by her hair
he pushes her face into
our fabric sofa seat
her voice is smothered there

I witness these county
GOONs
beat my mother and father to the ground
and
twist their arms around their backs
and
clasp silver hand-cuffs upon their wrists

I see a strike to my father's skull
the Po-po is strong with his flashlight

My mother and father are dragged past
the
demolished front door

My sister and i watch and we hide


viii
I see there is
a black rifle
sudden death at every window

Look...
a shotgun
is at the back door

I hear my Daddy's grand-father clock
strike
Twelve Chimes

It's midnight...

Midnight


ix
The night silence is broken by a rhythmic sound
it's the whistled tune
i know so well
piercing the silent darkest night
with not a moon in the sky
dark, dark, dark is our hide

A man's deep audible voice i hear
whisper at the back door

"Lilylulay... lilylulay
my sweetheart
my eternal love
Come with me tonight"


x
The shotgun explosion
i hear
is deafening to my ears
and
the flames hiss with lead balls
projectiles shot from the steel weapon's barrel
held in the hands of the
black uniformed man
hiding at the back door

I am still frozen in our hide
but my sister

lilylulay

Is not at my side

The beams of light from flashlights
held by the black uniformed men
crisscross before my eyes

Horror... Horror
I see before my eyes

Horror etched into my mind forever
is
my darling sister

lilylulay

her body twisted and deformed
her flesh torn open
she is lying in her pool of deep-red blood
lifeless
I look into her dead eyes

What is this that i witness
stirring within my sisters abdominal cavity
a little hand
small feet
they moved, i am certain
and
disappear in a pool of blood

"Damn it... fuckin' damit'
Wolfman is one lucky mutha' fucker
we'll see him again boyz.'"

Says the black uniformed shotgun armed man
lighting a cigarette
standing over my dead sister's corpse
with the blond man's hair
braided neatly into
her blood stained
long silken auburn locks of hair


xi
I recall vividly...
the TV newsmen anchors announcing
that following day
of a
Judge
and six Sheriff Deputies
to be buried
along with an un-named
blond haired man
with a wolf tail braided into his hair
and
a yellow silk scarf
tied around his neck


xii
My sister lilylulay was cremated
and
her ashes set to the wind
my father died in the hospital
from injuries from that
police raid
my mother died in a state nursing home
i saw her crying each day

The wooden house was in that empty lot
it was torn down

I heard them neighbors talk
no one wanted to live in that house
the tenants all complained...

of hearing motorcycle engine sounds
and
a young woman's words
whispered only at midnight
a gentle loving voice

Yes...Yes
they always heard the the voice say,

"O... johnnie... please don't come now."


xiii
Ten years ago tonight
it happened that way
I don't much remember my eleventh birthday
the following day

O...
listen closely, do you hear it too
Twelve Chimes in the distance

It's midnight

Midnight

Elizabeth...
my love

hold me tight

Elizabeth...
my darling

We leave this hell hole tonight
and
you and i my wife

Ride

Ride

Ride

We ride my Harley Hawg far, far, out of sight...



the end




Photograph Credit
Copyright © Elizabeth Ashley Photography


@supadupaflygirl


Poem
Copyright © ralph marie de largo
January 27, 1988


@ProLifePoet


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Thursday, June 21, 2012

black tarry ribbon




Black Tarry Ribbon


My burnt sienna colored eyes
Gaze deep into this unnamed woman’s soul
I see her vulnerable lonely heart

Don’t fall in love with me
Gerl
I’ll only break your heart

Her reflection
I know she sees in my eyes
For only a moment she glances away
Afraid yet allured
By
My warmth and sincerity
As if
Admiring herself in my mystic pool of water

Don’t fall in love with me
Gerl
I’ll only break your heart

My words sound genuine
But she’s heard them
From other men before

Don’t fall in love with me
Gerl
I’ll only break your heart

My arm is firmly around her thin feminine waist
My other hand gently caresses the nape of her neck
Holding too her
Long silken brown lengths of hair

Don’t fall in love with me
Gerl
I’ll only break your heart

My bulging biceps contract
And
I pull her womanly body towards me
Her shapely breasts compressed into my chest
Like a boa constrictor
I squeeze and I squeeze

Don’t fall in love with me
Gerl
I’ll only break your heart


Her arms are trapped
Under my black leather jacket
She struggles to pull away
I am too strong

Don’t fall in love with me
Gerl
I’ll only break your heart

My lips I guide to meet hers
Warm and gentle
Soft and electrifying
The fragrance of our breath
Together smells so sweet

The contact of our tongues
Is soothing and moist
This is our first kiss

Don’t fall in love with me
Gerl
I’ll only break your heart

A few more words I speak
She rests her young face
Upon my shoulder
I release her arms
She grasps my waist
And
We both pull ourselves
Into each other
For a total body-to-body embrace

Don’t fall in love with me
Gerl
I’ll only break your heart

The passionate sweaty nights
Roll into blissful weeks
I do not ever leave her side
Her body, heart and soul
Are mine

Don’t fall in love with me
Gerl
I’ll only break your heart

Like a black tarry ribbon
the highway stretches

The white glow of moonlight is serene
The rhythmic groan of my metallic stallion
I hope doesn’t put me to sleep

Twelve hours my rubber wheels turned
Since I left her alone in bed

“I’ll be right back, Bb... we need some bread.”

The next motel is when I sleep
Alone for just this night

What was her name?
Was it Elizabeth...? Oh wait...
I forgot

Oh well... Wtf
That’s what she gets for lovin’ me

the end

Photograph Credit
Copyright © Elizabeth Ashley Photography

@supadupaflygirl

Poem
Copyright © ralph marie de largo
18 March 2011

@ProLifePoet

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