Coffee Mug

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Pure white, sweet delight

Small, not very tall

Elegant handle

A symbol of a farm

Where I ran a 5k

You’ve become my favorite one

And that’s how you’ll stay

Smooth in my hands as you gleam

My pretty, perfect porcelain dream

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Ode to Mango Smoothies

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Standing, pacing in line,
I don’t even need to decide
Or even think
Which of these nourishing wonders
I will drink.
I say you all lose, had no chance
Because I with certainty
Will choose a large frothy
Mango smoothie!
Juicy and tangy in perfect proportion,
Frosty, succulent, and invigorating as could be
Bright tangerine and ripe,
Oh precious mango you’re my type.
My love, my heart’s utter delight
Because in spite of being a little rough around the edges
If you look closely you’re absolutely beautiful.

There’s something enchanting about your taste
Something no one should ever waste.
So chilly in my trembling, thrilled hand
I try to understand
How something simple like a mango
Can make my tongue do a euphoric tango.
Instantly I’m overflowing
With joy of that mind-numbing beverage.
Completely transcends average
Oh, the taste of you makes me faint
I cannot hold any restraint.

When it comes to sweetly sipping
Your heaven sent drink.
A drink Jesus should replace instead of wine
And fish and loaves of bread
Have an extravagant fountain of magnificent mango flowing over head
Then feed our entire starving world with your
Delicious, sinful pleasure one sip at a time
Save the leftover potion
In an overwhelming motion
To help fight hunger around this planet!
With each gulp, impossible to measure
The amount I treasure this exotic fruit.

Until the next time
I’m back again in line
Humble and meek
My mango smoothie I seek
Irresistible as a lovers touch
How I adore mango smoothies so profoundly
Ordering the drink, the money I pay is nothing
In comparison to the drink I receive, like I’m ripping them off by paying so little
It should be measured by karats instead of pounds
Its net worth resound in millions of Sun kissed smiles
Of each person lucky enough to drink its electrifying taste
A beverage that the Gods would even enjoy
It’s flavor and consumption contagious, oh boy
Perfection at its peak
At my wedding orange and white the theme
Simple yet stunning color scheme
And a mango smoothie in hand
With the finest, most wonderful breathtaking lad in the land
My love and his wife (me)
Toast to forever grasping each other tight, toasting
With mango smoothies that starry night.

Ode to Photographs

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Photographs, oh the things you capture
You have seen everything and been ever where in the world
Capturing as you go
Brutal murder scenes
Complete and utter rapture
You capture a smile
You capture the old, discolored newspaper pile
You capture a person
Stuck in denial

Photographs capture
A moment and keep it for you
Whenever you are miserable and lost
The sapphire box of old memories will
Draw a memory back for you
Running straight
On the track
Back on memory lane,
Embedded deep in my brain

Photographs assist my meeting people
I never could; relatives from distant lands
But I still can’t
Because if humanly possible I would

Photographs of
Exotic flowers and wicked witches
With mystical powers
Pictures of places
Paris, Prague, and Rome
All the way to Australia till
I get back home

The simplicity of a photograph is overrun
When a holiday comes
My mom overdoes it a bit
1000 pictures in an evening
My smile is as tight and fake and insincere
As a man’s apology

Photographs
You capture
Nature
You capture
Crime
You capture
Vengeance
You completely stop time
With no reason or rhyme

Photos when we forgot
You help us remember like that
First kiss, or first snow fall of the season

Photographs sometimes people
Use you for wrong
Pornography, loss of privacy
Pure treason
And morally wrong.

Photographs you keep my eyes wide awake
At night
Filling my live dreams to the brim
With delight, pure dynamite
Old yearbook scribbles are only
Remedied
With a photo, a face
To go with the comments in
An arbitrary place on the page

Photos never go out of style
Here they lie in a pile
I pick one up and
Although some depict horror
Such as war
Something that Americans can no longer ignore
I pick out a photo of a girl staring in the sky
Letting the day’s woes pass her by

Thank you photograph
For all that you do
Start, end a conversation
Ruin a marriage
Trigger a memory
Ruin a friendship
Trigger an emotion that triggers
An emotion stronger
That segways into a moment-
Admission of true love

Songs have been written about you
Millions of green pieces of paper have been exchanged
For one of you
A quick, fickle but true fact
America is tainted by pictures mistaken as facts

Photographs you
Take a gift and wrap it
The icing on the cake

The only things I have left now
Although beauty is in the eye of the beholder
Guilt is in the eye of the photo holder

This is an ode to you photos
Our mind’s eye is in love with the
Creativity you stir

I can pick up an aged snapshot
And see an old friend who has long since
Dismissed me from view

So I will take the good with the unspeakable
The healthy, with the untreatable
The ones in love along with the dejected
Oh photographs
Let me count the days
The angles and ways
You change me each of these passing days.

Ode to Lonely Nights

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Oh, lonely Nights
The stars are dimly shining
I lay writing
Hoping one day
I won’t be so lonely
And that I could read this poem
To someone besides you
I have a feeling it will never happen, true
As the cloud that masks the sun
Or the firm looks of okay that masks a breakdown of self
Oh, Lonely nights when my lover
If my lover breaks my heart
I will remember these lonely nights where I did start
At the beginning – square one
Before hypothetical heartbreak starts
But please lonely night end soon
I can spread staring, penetrating the moon
Lonely nights thank you for alone time
It may have been a bit too much
For now my body fears every touch
May have been a bit much
For now my body fears every touch
Get close, tug down shirt
Slowly back down before you get hurt
Lastly lonely nights
Although I am currently hateful
You make me grateful
For everything, faithful too.

Ode to Mango Smoothies

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Ode to Mango Smoothies

Standing, pacing in line,
I don’t even need to decide
Or even think
Which of these nourishing wonders
I will drink.
I say you all lose, had no chance
Because I with certainty
Will choose a large frothy
Mango smoothie!
Juicy and tangy in perfect proportion,
Frosty, succulent, and invigorating as could be
Bright tangerine and ripe,
Oh precious mango you’re my type.
My love, my heart’s utter delight
Because in spite of being a little rough around the edges
If you look closely you’re absolutely beautiful.

There’s something enchanting about your taste
Something no one should ever waste.
So chilly in my trembling, thrilled hand
I try to understand
How something simple like a mango
Can make my tongue do a euphoric tango.
Instantly I’m overflowing
With joy of that mind-numbing beverage.
Completely transcends average
Oh, the taste of you makes me faint
I cannot hold any restraint.

When it comes to sweetly sipping
Your heaven sent drink.
A drink Jesus should replace instead of wine
And fish and loaves of bread
Have an extravagant fountain of magnificent mango flowing over head
Then feed our entire starving world with your
Delicious, sinful pleasure one sip at a time
Save the leftover potion
In an overwhelming motion
To help fight hunger around this planet!
With each gulp, impossible to measure
The amount I treasure this exotic fruit.

Until the next time
I’m back again in line
Humble and meek
My mango smoothie I seek
Irresistible as a lovers touch
How I adore mango smoothies so profoundly
Ordering the drink, the money I pay is nothing
In comparison to the drink I receive, like I’m ripping them off by paying so little
It should be measured by karats instead of pounds
Its net worth resound in millions of Sun kissed smiles
Of each person lucky enough to drink its electrifying taste
A beverage that the Gods would even enjoy
It’s flavor and consumption contagious, oh boy
Perfection at its peak
At my wedding orange and white the theme
Simple yet stunning color scheme
And a mango smoothie in hand
With the finest, most wonderful breathtaking lad in the land
My love and his wife (me)
Toast to forever grasping each other tight, toasting
With mango smoothies that starry night.