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Treasured Friendships
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Posted:Mar 3, 2018 7:42 am
Last Updated:Mar 3, 2018 3:46 pm
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Here is a poem I wrote over two years ago.
Male and female friendships They can be so precious. They can offer outlooks That are not seen by the same sex.
I value all my friends But my male friends Offer valuable advice And I proffer the same To them.
At times it can be lifesaving Or at the very least Save us from embarrassment. And I am one for keeping My integrity And self respect Which is saving face.
Some of my male friends are married I may or may not know their wives. I hear about their lives But sometimes when they speak Of their intimate relations I wish otherwise.
It is not that I am jealous. Well perhaps a little bit. For that connection with a man I am currently missing. Which is the combination Of a lover and a friend.
I have crossed the line With a few of them And then somehow We scaled it back To be platonic Somehow it has worked As our mental connection Has stayed present.
There may always be A sexual tension. That allows the friends to Talk flirtatiously. I find it good practice In relations with guys Who could be potential lovers.
We only have one life Why should we limit Who we are friends with Just because of their gender? If their hearts and minds are open If they have no ulterior motives?
And like I said The tension... Is it just me or does it Still produce endorphins? Yes, those wonderful feelings That lift our spirits Put smiles on our faces And make us feel a little better And I am a firm believer, That that is one of life's' treasures.
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Could Have Been Better Than Good A Poem
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Posted:Mar 2, 2018 11:20 pm
Last Updated:Mar 3, 2018 3:48 pm
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A good night Could have been So much better If I had had company Someone in my Physical presence.
But alas It was only messages Sent from one person Here and there With phonecalls From relatives interspersed.
I was able to write a poem And I even watched A few TV programs But still like I said It could have been A better than good Evening if I had had Someone to share The time in my home Getting some attention Giving some affection And then something something If you get my meaning.
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Resembling Sheherazade A Poem
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Posted:Mar 2, 2018 7:48 pm
Last Updated:Mar 4, 2018 6:32 pm
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Each day and night They messaged Back and forth He could not get enough Of her poems And anecdotes. When the blog Had been read From beginning to end When the books Were done In a similar fashion This devoted man Wanted more stuff To keep him going. One could laugh That he seemed addicted!
She was flattered! She was appreciative. She did not want To lose his interest Or leave him hanging. So in effect she had To become something Resembling Sheherazade.
It could be That conceivably She could write A poem a day For a thousand and one days. But to do that feat She would need To be inspired Again and again.
Has someone so Depended upon You like candy Like a nutrient That they needed a fix Of something you possessed That it made them Full of smiles And made their heart sing? Of course that is An exaggeration. But such a thought Has some merit.
If she were honest She would tell him That his desire For her thoughts For her words Made her writing All the more worthwhile Giving her a nudge When she could not Find an inner one .
Friends they were With a simpatico They learned a lot About the other From their writing Back and forth And they like To think that It goes both ways It enriches And nurtures Each other's souls.
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Direct And Honest. A Poem
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Posted:Feb 28, 2018 9:51 pm
Last Updated:Mar 5, 2018 3:33 am
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We were chatting He asked what did I like I mentioned a few things I guess he liked them too As he plainly stated I want to have sex with you.
Now I might take offense At something so Unabashedly said. But it was kind of quaint In how it was so very direct.
He has already complimented My looks Calling me very pretty With kissable lips. His going to the next step. Of full blown sex Was not that far fetched.
I guess it could have been Handled more smoothly Said with more finesse But when you get down to it Saying I want to have sex with you Is jusr being direct and honest.
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The Shell The Shell. A Poem
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Posted:Feb 28, 2018 1:37 am
Last Updated:May 24, 2019 8:34 pm
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The shell the shell I say in my best Tattoo imitation. That is what I need To look forward to Not a plane That is noticeable.
I have to get back Into mine Before I am Further exposed To the harshest Of elements. Yes they are To my detriment.
Turtles can live A very long time It can be decades One reason why Is the shell That offers protection That other animals lack.
I know it will be Safe again some day Until then My shell shall Do what it does best Protect me From the harshness That the world Seems to possess.
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Someone's True Colors A Poem
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Posted:Feb 27, 2018 9:48 pm
Last Updated:Feb 28, 2018 1:03 am
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Something made me feel Like I was kicked in the gut It was finding out Someone I had thought Was honest Was far from that. Someone I thought Had integrity Has shown He has little Or none.
It is true That colors May eventually show In his case It took years For me to see them And to know For sure That he was Not the man I thought I knew.
I have to get over This momentary Feeling of betrayal I will not divulge The particular details. But it makes me feel Like I said I was kicked in the gut And makes me Think twice About being on Local Shemale Hookups.
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Stand Our Ground For Love A Poem
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Posted:Feb 26, 2018 9:38 pm
Last Updated:Feb 27, 2018 4:00 pm
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I started writing this poem two years ago. I am not sure why I did not finish it. But it came into view again so voila!
Stand Our Ground For Love
In this vast vast world That spins around. Human beings in the billions, Is it any wonder There are near misses. Misses and chances To find love.
Dearest Destiny, Find the one for me! Find the one that makes Me see the light Makes my senses take flight Makes my heart sing! Makes me have hope That the world can and will be A better place.
We perfect our stances On what we like We daily take our chances To find someone Perfect for us. We wish and we want We try and we try. We should never stop!
To find that love Amongst the throng Amongst billions of folks. It could be the rarest of rare. It could be singular. But it also could be spectacular!
The near misses. Those interactions that are just A tad less than perfect. They are lessons We all have to learn. The stripes of love we earn.
By continuing our journey Our search for the love That makes us Generals Standing tall. Not backing down. From fighting for that love No matter what it takes. When it comes To love we need To stand our ground.
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Writing Each Other Off A Poem
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Posted:Feb 26, 2018 3:15 am
Last Updated:Feb 28, 2018 12:59 am
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I almost breathed a sigh of relief To find that someone I had Thought so utterly fascinating Was just ordinary. Not deserving of hero worship As I had been experiencing.
I cannot say why I feel sad and Somewhat deflated. I guess it is the loss Of what could have been The fulfillment of dreams Whose nature was epic.
He was just a man Not perfect This could make It easier for him To find me attractive Now that I think of it. We could be Imperfect together Now wouldn't that be something?
But I doubt that will happen Since he has fallen In stature I have less of an urge To make an all out effort. I do still wish us to be friends As we have a lot in common. Our love of sports And a similar view of politics.
What can I say? It was a long shot anyway. I was not his usual type Now I can feel A little less distressed Beat myself up a little less As I am inclined to Also writing him off.
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I Only Have Me. A Poem
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Posted:Feb 25, 2018 12:35 pm
Last Updated:Feb 27, 2018 3:10 am
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I only have me I wish I had you Here by my side Not just once But frequently.
I only have me I could add Myself and I To reaffirm That cliche. But those other Words are the same You are still missing
When in the world Where is the place That you and I Can meet? Come together Share some time In each other's Physical presence? That day Shall become engrained Into my memory. Lasting Yes lasting Until I take my Final breath And find myself Ashes in a grave.
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If You Were Mine A Poem
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Posted:Feb 24, 2018 6:02 pm
Last Updated:Mar 5, 2018 3:16 am
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If you were mine Instead of so far away In a far off land What would my life Be like? Would it be grand? I can only see That from now and here.
You are so charming You are so endearing You see to me They are not one And the same The latter means You try very hard To show you care And have a human side. Your empathy Is shown again And again. I am so in need of that Through my trials And tribulations.
If you were mine I swear my smiles And laughter Would cause lines Around my mouth And the crinkles Around my eyes I would not be mad I would not bemoan Those tell tale signs I would say well played To the game of life For making such A small sacrifice My winning so worth That price.
If you were mine I could rest easy I know more often Than not I would fall asleep With my head Upon your furry chest Such a pillow With a heartbeat That would lull Me with it's rhythm .
Just thinking about you Even if we never meet I know my life is enriched For we have shared Some laughs That to us will be Something to recall Forever with fondness.
You will remember My messages And my poems That have run The gamut Of emotions And you will sigh That you found me And them Touching sometimes Beyond explanation Beyond words. All you wanted to do Was offer hugs.
If you were mine It would be the stuff Of dreams But suffice it to say You are in them In the present Quite frequently!
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Just Some Thoughts A Poem
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Posted:Feb 22, 2018 9:11 pm
Last Updated:Feb 24, 2018 8:36 pm
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I wrote this poem 2 years ago.
So I am not as smart as I thought I was. But I am just enough to admit that to myself. My thoughts are not always the right ones And even when they are correct They can be seen leaving to parts unknown. My memory loss I would sooner forget.
I give myself a daily lecture. Sometimes with or without a mirror. I speak out loud at times But more often than not I am silent The voice only heard in my head.
The agreement I get Well I am not sure it will ever be complete. I would not be placing any bets Unless it would be on the defeat.
So while I live and learn I try to discern What works best for me. I know that I would love a companion For life's journey If only to occasionally be in the drivers seat. As driving alone non stop can be quite wearying. Not to mention boring!
Just some thoughts That have occupied me. There are plenty left But still room for a vacancy. You could be a dear And take up residence But only with the right currency. Hopefully I will recognize it When I see it!
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A Quite Superb Friend A Poem
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Posted:Feb 21, 2018 12:39 pm
Last Updated:Feb 25, 2018 11:15 pm
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When I think of him I do have to smile. There is so much warmth That shines through His written word.
As a pen pal Or rather A pal of email As we do not do The old fashioned Mail of the snail. I could not ask For a more attentive one. In that regard He is quite superb!
Maybe it is That he and I share Cliches and sayings Even though we live So very far apart. I tell him often How I appreciate him And his support. You don't know How much and often I am in need of it!
So smiles and warmth That seem to coincide With a message From my superb friend I so look forward to them. And hope they last For quite a while As I think what we have Is something that to both Of us is quite valuable and worthwhile!
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A Massage Or Not? A Poem
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Posted:Feb 20, 2018 8:46 pm
Last Updated:Feb 22, 2018 9:13 pm
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I might finally get my wish Someone might give me That coconut oil massage. But it is still an if As I have to make Up my mind As the person Is far from ideal.
It will be for the feel And the touch And the relaxation All added to the smell That I truly love.
I have to guage The character Of the giver Is he worth my time? Is he worth the privilege And does he know it That I am to bestow on him?
It has been over a year Since I had a massage That was similar. I am sure I will compare One to the other. That is if I go through With the scenario.
You would think I would Have more offers. Ha! I guess folks Don't read profiles In their entirety.
It is true I still do Get a few But I am not going To meet with Just anyone. It is like I said I need to guage Their character And my level Of trust with them And their being honest.
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