“I don’t want her perfect in body, nor perfect in mind or her soul. I just want to meander through the wild that is her and have an adventure” by Philip W.
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That kind of beauty
That Kind of Beauty ~
She’s beautiful,
that fun kind of beauty.
The kind of beauty that drags you laughing by her side
Electric, a 9-volt battery to the tongue.
Blonde, brunette, or redhead who cares what fucking color
for she brings them all out in you.
How can you refuse
that kind of pulse
that finds your own.
That sync,
And sweet unsuspecting syncopation
to a spirit you desperately want
to get to know.
That kind of beauty
needs to be explored.
So stop.
Hear her heart
Shut out the noise
Take her hand.
and just let
her be.
by Philip Wardlow 2015
Quote of the Week –
“The reality of you was just a doctored picture of a scene that never happened….”
~ Quote by Me this time…:)
Your eyes – A poem
Your eyes ~
Your smile is a lie
Your laugh is a lie
Your mouth is a lie.
But your eyes, yeah,
your eyes,
they never tell a lie.
Look away, look at me at deeply,
look at another, or at
me with disdain.
A broken dirty window to the soul
to climb through into you.
But I don’t wish to get cut.
The rules of you are a fickle thing at best,
written on a chalkboard always soon to be erased
and replaced anew.
Your eyes always give fair warning, like the
lighthouse as it swings around 360 degrees,
as I bob and bounce in my little boat offshore.
The signal is clear in your gaze
or lack thereof
It’s crystalline blue.
and bright.
And will light my way out of this
maze that is you.
Philip Wardlow 2015
Eeyore’s quiet Sad Rage – A poem
This poem is for all those who have ever felt left out, unloved, neglected, uncared for or ever underappreciated…we all have been Eeyore at least once in our lives I am imagining –
Eeyore’s quiet Sad Rage –
Pooh has Piglet, tight friends to the
end.
Roo has his mum and oft’ times Tigger’s
bouncing annoying presence.
Rabbit has his attitude of
self-importance.
and Owl, his arrogant wisdom
as he sits in his tree.
Christopher Robin visits, but rather
infrequently.
The Hundred acre woods are a lonely place for a donkey.
Thistle only comforts so much.
The wind whistling through the trees
is a pale companion.
I have much poetry to recite,
much I wish to say, hugs I wish to share
and smiles to give.
Perhaps my worth shall be found
one day by eyes
that see more than past the noses
on their own heads.
Until then I will meander and mope
because that is what is expected
of me.
by Philip Wardlow 2014
Instruments of Us – A Poem
Instruments of Us –
Mind, mouth, eyes and hands;
all potential instruments of
sin.
If left unchecked.
Wantoness awaits
Mind your mouth.
Keep your eyes cast in their proper place
Keep your hands
at your side,
Lest it give rise to illegal transgressions
on this wild ride.
Always fighting the feelings.
Always fighting the weakness from within.
Why not follow the beat, beat, beat of that other instrument
so often ignored.
The heart, heart, heart…
It sings true,
even it is
a fool.
But yet it does tend to keep the other
instruments in line
from time to time.
by Philip Wardlow 2014
Mad Men, Angry Women – A poem
Mad Men, Angry Women –
She smiled when she first met you.
You smiled back just as easily.
Why did that smile slowly fade
into a rictus of a grimace?
Why did the feelings encapsulated
in those smiles dissolve and morph into
something menacing and mad.
At what point did they take that turn
downward?
Did you let the history between you two
add up in the negative?
Math is a fickle thing when you let
yourself cheat.
How many blind eyes do you have?
How many lives have you left?
What are you allowed?
Think on it, and remember to smile
while your doing it.
by Philip Wardlow 2014
A shot – A small Poem
A Shot-
I took a double shot of her,
downed her in one gulp at the bar,
smooth tasting …
then I placed the shot glass gently down and walked away…
by Philip Wardlow
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