OK Poet

I know you ain’t comin’ 

Back, bad lovin’ 

But I was funny 

Come back to me hunny, 

I don’t mind waitin’ 

If that’s the game 

I ain’t hatin’ 

It’s all the same 

To me, one day 

One year, one lifetime 

What can I say 

Your love wasn’t a crime, 

But your getaway 

Was the worst part 

Of this play, 

Target my heart 

But you only missed 

Where you hadn’t pissed 

All around and over 

But now it’s Grover, 

Trashed and abandoned 

Crushed four leaf clover 

Cause I didn’t bring you 

The luck you searched for, 

I know you ain’t comin’ 

Back, but your song I’m still strummin’… 

© okpoet

There is; is there something you’re denying?

True love are you defying? 

Can’t keep walking away, 

Hear what his soul has to say,

Why wouldn’t you want to give in?

These feelings are not a sin, 

I’m not regretting these words,

I stand the most to lose, 

To you I’ll cut all the cords

So you won’t have to choose,

I want you to be glad, 

Have all the things I’ve never had

I cant be imagining the sadness in his eyes

His actions around you cannot be lies, 

Notice the angst in his heart 

At your every depart,

Just know he nor no one can love you

As much or even close to how I do,

Third set of wheels on the tandem bike

I’ll just take a nice scenic hike 

I’ll step aside 

Get off this crazy ride

I’m good for the cab fare;

Take care… 

© okpoet

In the light of early dawn she sat,

As no sleep could bring peace to her

Restless mind; littered thoughts of that

Which haunted her every moment after,

From minute to minute her nightmares

Were her living hell and there by her side;

He knelt, held her hand and ignored the stares

Of those all around who couldn’t understand,

How he couldn’t leave her side; they couldn’t stand

To see this outspoken love he wouldn’t hide,

Even though she was broken sitting there

Unable to love him back; but he didn’t care,

Because his love was for that memory he held

Deep within his heart and the promise he upheld,

His vow to her from the moment they met

That he would always never this feeling forget,

What she meant to him; the light she brought

Made him stand again and how for her love he fought,

Because she was that purpose he had been missing

All his life, and though he slowly lost her to her demons

Past, he never would abandon this flower no longer blooming;

For within her lost mind he knew she remembered him and

So, he’d be there to welcome her no matter 

What the cost; no regretting the coming latter,

Even if the toll of time would his bones turn to sand…

© okpoet

You’re a cat and I’m a squirrel

Looking for a nut in all the wrong

Places - cause what’s a fella doing in a barrel;

Shooting fish with a nickel and a song,

Those are dime a dozen and I’ve got a dollar

For the jukebox to make you dance,

Because with you I want romance;

Not sport a tag and a brand new collar,

But am I really reaching far?

Aren’t you down to earth?

I never wished upon a star

Because I’ve always had in me mirth;

Always knew I would meet you,

But I’m not me anymore

Thought I needed; but I really want so much more

Than long walks by the sea shore and beaches too,

I’m dying inside from jealousy and doubts

Want to throw a fit and shout,

Never had these feelings before

They unsettle me to the core

You’ve struck a chord;

And I no longer wish to strum my solo

This guitar has sliced my fingers like a sword

Yet I still am humming my wretched tune; pro bono,

But I must let go of you and your truthful lies;

I hope to forget the memory of your amber eyes…

© okpoet

It’s her most precious possession

Bordering on obsession,

It fills her with pride

As she walks she seems to glide

As if on a bed of sunrise

It goes with her every guise,

A bare essential

It causes her joy exponential,

And with a snap of her fingers

You’d think a flash mob of singers

Would appear to convey

How this is her way,

The little things that make her

Like a tiger is known for its fur

But it may as well be her lure;

Example of what she could procure

From the very nothing of blue

A flower; a necklace; a shoe,

Extraordinary trimmings

Assortment of playthings

To make wonder and inquisition of her,

But you should know for sure

You’ll never be for her this,

A thing of cool; a thing of bliss…

© okpoet

When you no longer need me;

Don’t forget I still need you,

When you no longer think of me;

I won’t stop remembering you,

When you no longer remember my name;

I’ll still have yours engraved in my heart,

And although we may have met for a reason

And you may have just needed me for a season

Called for me wherever whenever

You’ll stay in my mind forever,

So even if I can no longer shine a light

Or make your gloomy days bright,

Your memory will remain

And though to cry I refrain;

Such has been my impression of you

Within my nights and skies blue

There you will be ever so still,

When I close my eyes and see them fill

With the image of your smile

That’ll be with me mile after mile;

From you I’ll never be free,

So just don’t forget me…

© okpoet

Oh that I would

Have more hands

To touch you with,

Oh that I could

Have more legs

To run to you,

Oh that I should

Have more eyes

Have more ears

Have more lips,

To see more

To listen more

To say more

All the things

Of you

By you

About you,

Because I feel

That one of me

Is not enough,

One of me 

Can only do so much,

And I don’t want you to tire

To grow dull and bored

To walk away 

From me,

When all I am

Everything you see

Everything you feel

From me,

Is all that I am

Just for you…

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You want to

Mend my heart;

With what? Staples?

It’s more than

Ten sheets thick

I don’t care

How industrial you go,

And I laugh

At your staple gun

And even your nail gun,

Put away the duct tape

It’ll just slide right off,

Oh; I see,

You brought plenty 

Of Krazy glue,

Are you kidding me?

You might as well

Use fly paper,

None of this will do,

No siree, Bob

You can’t fix my heart

And you sure as hell

Can’t build me a new one,

No one with a hardhat

Nor white coats or stethoscopes

Can undo what she broke,

Only she is the remedy

Only she is the cure,

And my local drugstore

Doesn’t carry her

Not even in generic,

So as far as I can tell

I’m stuck with this malady

Most inconvenient tragedy…

APAD13 - 113 © okpoet

Maybe I do miss 

Hearing my name

Dive off her lips 

Plummeting

Into my heart

From the heights

Of her voice;

Parasailing

To my ears 

The sweetest breeze

Like the lightest kiss

On my dreary brow,

The allure of her

Like the glow 

Of jewels 

And trinkets,

But that she 

Could procure

From such

A simple gesture

So much

Yearning

Was the red flag

That made me flee

And once I caught my breath

I spilled my guts 

A catharsis of emotions

I couldn’t imagine sinking into

A quick sanded trap

I barely escaped and I sigh…

APAD13 - 112 © okpoet

Will you please

Come with me;

Will you please

Follow me,

Stand here

And stay

Ever so still 

My dear,

Under this overpass

While I cross it

To get over you?

The tears I’ve spilt

May be to you

Like water

Under this bridge,

But it’s still flowing

And I can’t change that

Unless I find a way

To forget 

And move on

Though I may still carry

A torch,

I hope a new breeze

May come

From someone

Else’s eyes aflutter

To blow out this flame

From whence it came…

APAD13 - 111 © okpoet

I want to look
But
She’s making me nervous, 
In my infinite
Peripherals 
She roams, 
I the gazelle 
And she 
The lioness
Hidden 
In the tall brush, 
But as she nears 
I am hunter 
Hiding my fear, 
But one lone bead
Escapes me, 
And I know I’m prey 
In her clutches
Talons that can dig
Into me 
Tearing me up
Like a measly mouse, 
But she merely asks
For the time of day
And as she walks away 
I recede back into my tower 
At the ready if she beckons
To chime out the next hour… 
APAD13 - 110 © 2013

The record is

Skipping

Ripping

Tearing

Wearing out

My tattered heart,

Playing the tune

I’ve hollowed out

Of my ears

Bleeding deaf

From the pain

I’ve sought

To relieve,

A silent buzz

Has settled in

Screams in

The echoes

They repeat

My sorrow

Over and over;

This track

On a loop

That will never

Break my fall

For her,

Love is the artist

And life is the DJ

Remixing my fears

Into an empty

Dance floor,

Sober I am

Alone

And I cannot

Turn off

The Disco lights…

© okpoet