Magpie #93 Sofa Takes A Bough-Wow

photo: Christine Donnier-Valentin

SOFA TAKES A BOUGH~~WOW~~!!!

Even the slighest slight

Made the couch mad as hell

She ditched him

Yet she

Unable to fly

The upper reaches

felt wretched

just beyond her frayed ends

she harkened back

where did the end tables end up?

where?

The sheer weight of bearing down

one too many times

by posteriors too wide

for most venture capitalists

oink-oink

This cause-celeb

had caused her this torment

as she kept looking behind

her life once so inclined

this poor recliner

this davenport

this settee

this sofa

this couch

this love seat actually

sitting so pretty

in the altelier

by Montmarte

and Mulberry Street

the 80's scene

so lively

her once over

so quick to dismiss

she now resigned

she felt

doomed

to live a life she outlived

yet the old gal still got it

not that

anyone would ever think

fashionable her attire

She more than anything

wanted to tear down that stubborn wall

and start over again

suddenly

the scent of a distant forest

had broken through the wall

as the fir trees bent their boughs

to support her

in her just cause

just in case and because

someday

they would need her support

for now

they would all make a home here

jj Chiccoreal

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photo Joanne Woodward and Paul Newman

LovE PusheS

PasT CelluloiD

StamPs an ImagE

OH cry the gods

of

CerebraL CorteX

interface

AlwayS in our HeartMind

FlesH HolDs

onto

FeelinG ThougHts

soon to be

ReleaseD

ShadoW images

Off the Wall

and

Out of the Box

FadE to BlacK

yet

LighteD LovE

of HearT

AlwaYs PlaYs

a

LeaD RolE

in

The LiveS

of

"The Lovers"

Created by "The Light and Magic Show"

past Shaker Heights Ohio

and Thomasville Georgia

seedlings planted

whirlwinds burst forth

images seered by seers

~~~

~~OUTSHINING~~

THIS

is

LOVE

~~OUTLIVING~~

THIS

is

LOVE

~~OUTLASTING~~

THIS

is

LOVE

~~OUTSTANDING~~

THIS

is

LOVE

~~~

as none can be finer

as this

true bliss

THIS

is

LOVE

~~~

fame to flame

~~~

ExtinguisH the HearT?

NeveR!

~~~

as

THIS

is

***********************allstar***********************

LOVE

ShineS

BrighteR

ShineS

LongeR

ShineS

ForeveR

Deeply Etched

LOVE

in a groove

in a groovy kind of way

as EndlesS

as the FreE

StatE

of EternitY

~~~

jj Chiccoreal

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Magpie #91 Limerick Licks

Limerick Licks

There was an old lady from Dorset
Who might know
how to tie a corset
She loved to play this musical
game
save for the chairs she sought to
tame
and none ever thought anything of
it
~~~~~~~
There was an old chair from the distant
past
who thought the party would be hyper-
blast
and all dead-wood played along
soon there'd be only one left
the stupid *itch from Suffix
~~~~~~
There once was a Space known as
SomePlaceElse
that didn't know it's arse from a hole in
the ground
as it went from here to there
just grab that chair that is square
and a silly girl quite fair
none would be the wiser for it
~~~~~~
When trying out a Limerick
it be best to not think a tick
grab a beer and a chair
sit down here
and never mind yer complainin'
:)
~~~~~~~~~
chiccoreal

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Magpie #90 The Long Lost Past Revisited

The Long Lost Past Revisited

monuments

await

accolades

frozen

in a sense

they are past tense

just as endless

numb

as rigor mortis

this death

so inevitable

our battle-worn heroes here

alive once

succumbed to the Great Beyond

we hold remembrance

to the long lost past

lives lived beyond flesh

as if dead already

all yesterdays

follows our heels

today

those whom fate sealed

those who lay beneath

those surrender to eventuality

may or may not know what we do not

T'were more than this

born to die

all our accomplishments

dust

life's long road

eventually to meet

death seems inordinately longer

a very mean street

let us tread

ginger lightly

as not to disturb

or evoke or

prematurely bring upon

the dread of kings

this inevitable recourse

the most accursed curse

tis death

so think those lively enough not to know

unliveliness

as so many more above

than us below

yet snidely still above ground

clinging to this bit of grievous pain

to keep lit the flickering flame

that love has

known us

so will the dead want the same too

the dead also rises

bless us each morning

this spring never-ending

come back to life!

spirit blessings

kept lit

on the shelf

upon the place beneath

we bring back this life

life after life

time after time

the past to revisit

the nowhere now

give us this allowance

give us endless being

formed in the lightEST body

be they quick or be they dead

or slow like me

not rushing the backfire

treading every step with care

inching ever closer

the grave that would be more like a home

since we spend so much time there

as a peaceful silent place

a one stop-shop of everlasting peace

a rest-stop on the endless highway

a black velvet painting with no neon lights

as so suddenly unbeingness begets

the long goodbye of no tomorrows

the big sleep

held in queue

tis odd this life

of opposites

~to the duality~

G~0~0~D~b~Y~E!

Chiccoreal

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