Shall I Write A Love Poem?

Shall I write

A love poem

Of a love

So true?

Of how with one look

My soul blazed into life

That I trembled anew?

The flames devouring my strife?

Shall I write

That I've gazed

Into his eyes

And found fire and ice

And everything nice?

Of how I recognized

A kindred spirit

In those depths

Accepting of me

And all or any vice?

That he's pledged

His life to me?

And gave it willingly?

Because he's found what

He'd been searching for?

A lifetime of looking in

The wrong door

That in return

I promised 

A fierce

And passionate love

For all of time

And that he

Will always and forever

Be mine

If I wrote this poem

Would you think it true?

Or would you think it fantasy?

Written by a woman

Wishing it her reality

Longing for love

Passion and thunder

Lightening in

The eye of the storm

And love in

It's fiery haze

Dancing through life

In a watery daze

Tell me, would you think it true?

Copyright © Allene Angelica 2014

Repellent

In this exotic

Tropical clime

And the sneaky

Vampire slime

I was in denial

For so long

Oh but those

Creatures are vile

And I was

So very wrong

They would sneak

Into my room

In multiple pairs

And catch me

Completely unawares

Their hungry eyes

Would light

Upon my thighs

And take a nibble

Here and there

Next thing I know

I have bumps

Everywhere

Oh and they would itch

And I would scratch

And scratch

And scratch

Until I ended up

With a big angry patch

Repellent

Repellent

Is now my

Savior

I've had to change

My behavior

Who cares

If I smell medicinal

All day long

And that my new scent

Is Eau de Repellent

And I'm singing their song

I have now

Seen the light

You know

That I'm right

That repellent

Is my best friend

All day

And all night

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*Allene Angelica*

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Mist and Gold

I'm dreaming of lifetimes of mist and gold

Barefoot on cool misty greens

Sparkling crystals floating

With stories waiting to be told

Of crinkles and laughter

And koi taking a peek

Of birds zipping by

For the seeds that they seek

Of papers and pens

Of long afternoons

Of strolls on the beach

Fingers entwined

It can never begin too soon

Here I am

At the place of my birth

Dreaming of the day

When I'll have my piece of

Heaven on earth

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My Reflection

I looked

Into her eyes

And saw the pain

I smiled

As I wiped my brow

And said

No gain

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Childhood Fears

Childhood fears

Of things

That go bump

In the night

C-R-E-E-E-A-K!

What was that?

My heart thumps

The empty blackness

Gives me quite a fright

That clown there

Separate from the rest

With the painted on smile

That's not genuine laughter

Coming from those lips
Though he tries to beguile

Look closer

Into his hate-filled eyes

That expression

Has been there awhile

That sad lonely howl

Coming from somewhere outside

Is it a dog? Wolf?

Or some kind of beast?

Ready to tear me apart?

My body its feast?

Is there something

Underneath my bed?

With gray withered skin

Eyes a dead void

That stare out

From a hollow soul within?

Will it slither out

When I've lain my head

Ready for my night's sleep

To tug at my fingers

Or the toe's of my feet?

My childhood fears

I've long since outgrown

But every once in a while

They've popped up

Through the people I've known

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I Don't Pretend

I don't pretend

To know the world

To assume

Easily done

Not undone

I look around

My eyes

In wonder

The world

Is strange

But then

So am I

I don't pretend

To know the world

But I know this

I fit in

In all my glory

My weirdness

Matches my story

Stories we all have

To tell

Or not to tell

That is the question

I don't pretend

To know the world

But I know this

The world is strange

But then

So am I

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Catch Me

My love

Oh how my passion

Does linger so

It sizzles

Just beneath

Can you hear it?

It's made my skin aglow

My eyes

Darken with your whispers

Your slightest touch

Relentlessly fevered

Throw me in the wildest rivers

For I am aflame

Caught in your game

Gripped in the frenzy

Of your love

I am no

Retiring dove

Shall I

Lick

Your

Wounds

You are welcome

To lick mine

I've taken a shine

To your lips

My, aren't they fine

Bring those hands

Over here

Touch me there

Don't be shy

I won't bite

Come near

It's my turn

To whisper in your ear

Hey you naughty man

Catch me

Catch me

If you can

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Let's Go For A Ride

I want to take you for a ride

On silk brocade seats

A hundred places to hide

Between the soft sheets

See that woman over there

With her eyes dipped low

And her short golden hair

What's her story?

I'd like to know

What about that man

With his fedora tipped just right

I saw as he ran

He barely made it

Out of breath

Boy, it was tight

And that couple in the corner

Whispering in heat

They aren't aware

I can hear every word

Things I can't repeat

I lean back in my seat

Take a sweet languid sip of my wine

I feel the rhythmic beat

Of the wheels beneath my feet

Oh, how it rolls just fine

My eyes shutter close

As I take in the scene

I can imagine

The murder, the mystery

I've fulfilled a life long dream

From Paris to Turkey

And everything in between

Hercule Poirot

Where are you now?

Are your little gray cells ticking?

I've enjoyed your stories

Come on take a bow

Do you know where I am?

Have you taken a guess?

I'm on the famous

Orient Express

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I Am Nothing

I have been out of my head in silence
Obsessing over facts and figures
That mean nothing and everything
To me

How long can I go on
In the dead of the night
I am typing, computing, nodding
Over things
That mean nothing and everything
To me

How will my love find me
When he calls to tell me how much he cares
Will I be obsessing over facts and figures?
Typing, computing and nodding?
Over things
That mean nothing and everything
To me?

Or will I be fast asleep
As he wished
Exhausted and beat
Because the things
That mean nothing and everything
To me
Can't compete
With the me
That is nothing
Without the people
That is everything
To me

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A Short Story - A Prickly Sensation One Normal Morning

One normal morning on a normal ordinary day I made my way down the stairs to eat breakfast.  Three quarters of the way down the stairs I saw a man with black hair wearing a light blue button down long sleeve shirt and khaki colored pants standing in the dining room. His back was turned to me. I didn't recognize him so I thought he must be one of my father's friends here for a visit. I thought it odd that he was visiting so early in the morning. It was half past six a.m. As I reached the bottom step he stepped out through the open glass door into our backyard, turned to the right and walked towards the gate that leads to the house next door. Out of curiosity I walked into the dining room and headed to the sliding glass door. It was shut. I didn't recall seeing the man close it. I looked out back, towards the gate, it was padlocked. That's strange, I thought.

My parents walked in and we sat down to breakfast and I forgot all about the incident. It wasn't until after we had eaten and my parents were sitting in the living room watching television that I remembered. I asked my dad who our visitor was this morning. He looked up at me confused and answered, 'No one.' 'Wasn't a man here earlier?' I asked and proceeded to describe him.  My father glanced at my mother confusion written on his face and responded firmly, 'No. No one has been here today.' A prickly sensation went up my spine as I headed back to my bedroom.

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My Permission

I have wandered
Through a world
Of mist
Seeing through eyes
Of a small girl

With giants in the midst
Of a wasteland
I barely had the fortitude
To stand
On my own two feet

Hellhounds
At my back
Ready to attack

They wanted to
Beat me
Into submission
But I wouldn't give
My permission

So they shall stay
At arms length
As long as
I have the strength
To keep them at bay

In this mist covered world
That I see
Through the eyes
Of a small girl


Copyright © Allene Angelica 2014

Spa Day

It's been a while

Since I've spent an

At home

Spa Day

I woke up this morning

After eight hours

Of snoring

That today

Is the day

Of my

Do-It-Yourself

Spa Day

I have everything I need

All of my ingredients

To do the deed

Salt

To scrub up nice

Smooths my skin

To entice

(naughty)

A bit of acid

For my face

Cause it's looking

A mite insipid

And a special light

For my teeth

To keep them

Sparkling white

And of course

A manicure

For my digits

And a pedicure

For my toes

Some tea bags

I've saved

For my eyes

So I can kiss

All my baggages

Goodbye

A leave-in

Conditioning treatment

For my hair

To keep my waves soft

My long strands

Require a lot of care

Yes, today is

Spa Day

Not Spa Hour

Or Spa Minute

Because it takes

All day

Of hard work

To preserve

These looks

I'm sounding

A bit vain

I know

But I intend

To fight to the end

The aging

That descends

On us all

Grow old gracefully?

Oh hell no!

That's my motto!

Copyright © Allene Angelica 2014

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Can I Tell You A Secret?

Can I tell you a secret?

I bet you didn't know

I am happiest in my room

It's where my fingers flow

Did you know there are dragons?

Oh yes they do exist

In my room is where they visit

They're so cute, I can't resist

And fairies!

Did you know I helped them build

A village of mushroom houses?

They were so impressed

They all think

I am quite skilled

And there was a damsel in distress

I met her in my room

As a matter of fact

We haven't spoken for some time

The last I saw her was

I think a few months back

She'd been rescued

And taken away

By a big strong man

I heard a rumor

They were on horseback

Through rough and rocky land

So now you know my secret

My room is where I go

To meet with characters

That I dearly love to know

And I've met a man you see

Who loves his quiet and solitude

Just like me

So together we will sit

In OUR room someday

With our characters and our pens

They will come alive

And together we will play

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Viridian Shoes

A creature has crept inside

In the night

With its sheer emerald hues

There is naught to do but write

About its dark and vicious tale

And its viridian shoes

It silently creeps in

On its tip tip tippy toe

Pirouettes down the halls

It puts on quite a show

Gracefully sly

With its deceptive smile

Don't bother asking me why

'Cause the answer might be a while

This creature likes to play games

Games of which I want no part

Leave me out just the same

For I fear they may break hearts

Chaos is its claim to fame

Anger uncontrolled its alter ego

To pierce your delicate brain

Is its aim

And then my dear

May the cacophony crescendo

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I Am An Addict

I am addicted

My heart pounds

Thump, thump, thump

I hunger

Feed me

Nails rake my flesh

If I don't get my fix

I am addicted

Mind is matter

Mad as a hatter

Can't breathe

Sole thoughts

My drug

Need to score

I must have my fix

I am addicted

To the feeling

Of euphoria

I want more

Can't you see

You must know what for

It clouds my senses

Troubles away

I need my fix

I am an addict

Talons have me

In a vice like grip

Feed me

Feed my addiction

To you

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