Pride

Shout, Octobers on the ridge, Streamers are in the wind, National Out, Taylor Dane blares as I write, Shout/Community, America we are, Being Gays not a choice, If that makes you sleep better, Lies, all lies, We have always been here, On the front lines, Carrying fir our Conrad’s, Putting our lies on the line,

Expected

When others had cars, & I none, I never asked to borrow theirs, I have a christian neighbor, Would borrow her churches van, Then in order for them to get it back, Use all it’s gas, Ask for money for gas, All this summer, She’d drive my car the two blocks to shower in the

Misses

Me missing my, Georgia peaches nipple sweet, Been wearing her specks, Think that’s Spictaclar, Val word case your wondering, Val words are hers, Mine, Mine, Mine, Bye Miss my Georgia peaches, Nipply pair, They tantalize me, Titalating me sew, So being silly is sew cool! Love ya my gentle woman Sam,

White Blouse

Blonde hair, Down to there, Tall and thin, My Breast erect, New to court, Sirens blaring, No one heard, No one but wolves, And this dyke!

Last few nights

Passing out was a breeze, Home by eight, Scarfed up my frozen smoothie, Covered up, Cat between my thighs, Gone in a wink,

Words annoying like

I don”t want to deal with your stuff, I briefly thought hang up, Then thought grin and bare it, I wanted to talk Olympics, How our ladies are doing, She didn’t care but wanted to discuss being ill, Friendship is.like a two lane.road, Sharing thought, Sharing friendship!

The unexpected

Welcoming a friend into my home, Easy pizzy lemon squezzy, Natural as falling off a log, When you allow the neighbor to do wash, She does three loads, One bigger then the last, That’s your electricity, Your water, Then this morning I see a text, From last night, I like her,as a friend, I see

Bare feet

Stones upon the gravel road, Innocent folksy, Adult women, Plane, Home spun, No fear to be seen, Bare footing, Sole harden no pebble sends a dry, Hearts of gold, Amish woman.

Followers

There use to be an old joke, Or is it Jape, Which way did they go, How many were there, I have to find them I’m their leader! Thankyou all who follow me, When I started to write here I was in college, I had retuned to it at fifty , In two o five

Turkey dance my love

I miss being two, Driving around cemetaries, Aurora s really historic cemetary, Two male turkeys live across road, We when I was two, This spring stopped there, It was a potty stop, Everytime I’m out, Memories made, I try to sell peoples worth, Sharing the value of memories, I drive into cemetary, Sweet old church,