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#NoPoo Book 1     An ode to Gabriel

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on nose pocketeering

 

if there is one thing friendship  
has taught me it's nose pockets
 
if you're wondering
what the hell nose pockets entails;
 
it means placing two digits  
up your nose
taking a picture smiling  
or sticking your tongue out,  
only to share  
with that special weirdo
who shares your  
ultimate level  
of weird
 
because life  
isn't always  
that fucking  
serious,
 
despite the hello's
after ten thousand years later,
our shared pain  
in the dentistry department,
trying to take
over the world two fingers at a time
by using our noses  
as pockets,
i just want to say  
don't ever fucking change
for anybody
the world needs  
more  
real
 
you are
certainly
one of them
snaily.  

 
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08.05.21

AspergerPoet56
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NoPoo 178) Undoubtedly

in sharing myself
no hesitation inside
this heart is open

becoming the fire
no doubtful reservations
offering my soul

heavenly spirits
captured by currents of love
deeply pulling us



Bluevelvete
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they say you always remember your first true love



pages worn
some permanently
dog eared disfigured
spine gnarled
and willingly abused
discolored
smudges to lettering

yet still intact
enough
to claim
of truest love

to be cherished
and known as
coveted
above all others

many attempted
but none able
to curry the same favor

on travel
long and short
for obstacles of waiting
years and years together
yet, fondness
remains
still it grows
in it's warmth of familiar
the knowledge
of a known
beauty
incarnate

and of words
that makeup
the very depth of existence
and that are
stored at the core
of one's own being

because
reading.


especially that
favorite book


no
matter
how
many
times



Ohh, the pure magic.






#Nopoo #178

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Passion

A hot bedded emotion to keep a man’s emotions in shipshape Bristol fashion  
Times when a woman’s body is tingling with anticipation  
Seeking the thrill of unified gratification  
Is passion confined just under the covers  
Strictly for upstanding lovers  
What happens when your love one is immobile  
Your love, is as noble  
Two wheels is his legs  
One must still please the goose that lays the golden eggs  
Is it the smile, touches, the kisses you give one another  
The concept, one hand washes the other  
Sitting on lover’s lap, lips to lips you both smother  
 
Rodney looking for love in all the wrong places  
Confined to a wheelchair behind a computer’s restricted faces  
Typing passionately within his words  
Finding love to him has always been absurd  
Poetic narratives to make one swoon  
His bank account tell us, he’s a billionaire tycoon  
Knowing if the woman saw him, instantly changes her tune  
Mansion silent walls, grandeur for two rolling wheels  
For once in his lifetime, yearning passion for how it feels  
The sensuality behind uplifting bodily thrills  
His mind in solace his only emotional guide  
His computer canvass showcasing his steamy male side  
Concealment of his image, illicit words typed without pride  
Knees down have never once moved  
Who needs a man who cannot keep up with a woman’s gyrating groove  

At last, someone meets his daily searching criteria  
A beautiful woman’s image responding from Siberia  
Exchanging written love letters back and forth  
She wants to meet in person, now the ball’s in Rodney’s court  
Time to abort  
Life for the unity of such beautiful written words were just too short  
For a love found through words online  
Hitting delete button, all future communication has been declined  
Sorrowful of wasted time  
Rose of love to give, mountains you both promised to climb  
Rodney really felt this woman’s vibe  
Sunrise to sunset lengthily transcribes  
The apple of his eyes has now gone away  
Without her words, Rodney had nothing more to say  
Hoping she will return unto him one day  

Years later experiments has given Rodney his legs back  
Countless searches to find a receptive love has been a tough nut to crack  
Money paid to find  
No such luck time after time  
A knock on the door suspended Rodney’s wandering thoughts  
Delivered letter, maybe all is not lost  
A letter smell of perfume  
Reeks the comfort of an empty bedroom  
Enclosed pictures of slew  
Breath held as he slides them out to view  
Beautiful image of so long ago  
Sitting in a wheelchair was a mental blow  
Computer keys typing to meet with a please  
Accepted  
Wise time for an investment  
 
Time has come to meet his distance image, ordained from above  
Home has been catered for two wheels, his personal labor of love  
The door opens no time to flee  
The word beautiful fitted her to a tee  
Standing long legs, enveloping his presence to be  
A skiing accident at the time chaired me  
Rodney silently thanked God, and the powers to breathe to finally see  
Had Rodney walked away from this time in his life  
He would never have two kids, a mansion filled with love, and a lovely wife  
Love with passion  
Wear it as if it’s your daily fashion  
For the ones society seems to forgot  
SweetKittyCat hasn’t, I kidd you not  
 
Elated and Dedicated  
For the ones who never once walked or skated  
Love is God, it flows through me  
Live your life with passion, and include others to be  
I try to narrate to the masses who cannot relate  
Or Articulate  
Your passions, your physical silent storms  
At best, trying to keep your beating heart warm
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Interesting!  

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twenty minute smoke

 



whilst on
a break from
working

my colleague
asked me whether
work or education
was more important

to tell you the truth
i didn't answer him,
i asked him what
he believed

he answered
education which
is perfectly fine,

he'll go on
graduating
with a degree
i pray he'll use
in his future
career choice

secure a
mortgage,
have holidays
twice a year
while driving
around in a
nice car.


truth is

if i had
answered
i would have
said neither

but i'm not
in the business
of shattering
a young mans
dreams over a
cigarette,

while i'm aware
both can take you
to unimaginable
places

it doesn't teach
you about life,
how people
can tick

or how
to simply
survive,

if somebody said
you must choose
between education
& life experience

i'd choose
life experience
within seconds
without a shed
of regret in
my bones,

i'd rather
leave this
soil in the
knowledge

i simply
dared to
live.



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09.05.21

Northern_Soul
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Nymph

Stars of borage
blossom for the first time    
under a ripe sun      
     
they are precious    
appearing as quickly      
as winter took them      
frilled in victoriana      
     
ruching as blue skirts    
beneath collared greens,    
thick fluted wrists    
turning grace t’ward      
morning light.    
     
I know not why    
she births in silence    
year on year above    
sentry roots of Ash    
     
but she enters    
each spring, tightening    
leaves like clamped peonies      
stretching arms upwards    
outwards in dappled glow    
     
and this—    
this is the hope that resides    
in the dark soil of my blood    
     
I too, will bloom    
     
         I too, will grow.
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(NoPoo 179) Oh What Lies Beneath

sinful influence
projected inside your mind
a deep fiery ache


Bluevelvete
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the breadth of time

the clock hands
move faster
while this body
moves slower
and slower
aches and whines
whisper,
then shout

the breadth of what's left
crystallizes
before my eyes
becoming potent

as sands...
each
and
every
grain,
get lost
through the hourglass

Haste,
Oh to haste
and to blind
but thoughtful stagger
upon
this
particular recognition
hurriedly
into the next dawn
to fly brightest colours
sky high
rousing deep
a hearty goodness within
to make this day
better
than yesterday
and tomorrow


the beginning

of brand new tomorrows





#Nopoo (#179)

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Hunger Of The Night Birds

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(NoPoo 180) (Un)deniable

unrestrained lover
uncondionally burning
with an untamed heart


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gliding around a canvas

 


i look at
my canvas,
how pristine
it presents
itself to be

ready to soak
up any colours
forming into
teardrops,

i think of us
rare breeds
holding guns
to our temples
sculpted in
paintbrushes,
pencils &
pens

waiting to
stain colours
upon paper
& woven
fabric,

gliding
away from
premature
murder

only a
few often
speak
of.

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(NoPoo 181) Force Majeure

purest love is lust
true honesty from the soul
urgency of touch


Bluevelvete
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life is like a song


to be exactly
this


of open promise
with starry eyes


hope,
as my confidant
and a battered
(but not broken)
psyche
awakened





at last.



#Nopoo (180)

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