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AND NOW IT IS TIME TO SAY GOODBYE

Watching her go, I had a thought:
Now, this is the end of the end.
Stable but shaken & a bit distraught;
I realized our marriage we failed to mend…

Torn forever,
This time.
Better to sever,
For lack of rhyme…

Knowing all along,
This day would come
I tried to stay strong,
At least strong to some…

And finally, This:
(In just the blink of an eye)
I blew her a kiss-
And now it is time to say goodbye.

- Michael R. King

(featured in the poetry forum 04.05.12)

editor's note: Love gone wrong makes the saddest goodbye and the harshest weight-loss program. Blow that kiss, turn around... - mh

Paradise Tasted

True partners-in-crime
Let’s take the honey and run!
Making Love rhyme all the time…

Coupled together with a tantric, hypnotic blaze
Tested in this fire, we certainly have been
So deserving of our wonderfully chaotic daze…

Never having a moment wasted
While sharing our wasted moments
A kiss from you is paradise tasted.

- Michael R. King

(featured in the poetry forum 01.29.12)

editor's note: Now, that's lip-smackin', soul-whackin' goodness. Think I'll take another bite. - mh

Knowing

Letting that emotion win, Again & Again
Now & Then, we still take it in the chin,
Defending until the End…

This, too, we will mend
All I have is Love to send
I will never, ever pretend…

Knowing this knows that showing this grows
The Heart that stands tall against Love’s foes

- Michael King

(featured in the poetry forum 11.14.11)

editor's note: Thanks for this "how to", Michael! We could all stand to grow our hearts a little. - mh

And then there was You

To not ever give up for what you need-
Knowing one day that heart will be freed…
Send the message to all concerned-
Defeat takes much more than getting burned…

Now, I can see beyond the trees,
Through the forest, beyond raging seas…
Tiny moments unraveling in time-
Sharing all of it with my someone, in rhyme…

Someone to touch this life that is shared,
Like new Love & second chances compared…
To have, to hold to follow all the way through-
I looked up, And then there was You.

- Michael King

(featured in the poetry forum 09.19.11)

IN THE AIR, AS YOU WERE WALKING BY

Eloquently exiting fragrances fill~
The displacement of your surrounding air;
These full flavors swim by my will~
Dancing in the heart of chaos with care…

Memories made of this momentary space~
Become a spice within the perfect sort;
Entwined with a ribbon of Angel’s lace~
And invisible flights of passion, too short.

- Michael R. King

(featured in the poetry forum 08.01.11)

Adrift

Ravenous for the lightning from your touch—

Let alone, other propensities & such—

I heard you laughing & I wondered…
(ringing in my ears like thunder)

When was the last time I made you laugh?

It was as good as it could ever get
From that first moment on the day we met…

I held it in my hand for a second
Thought I had a good grip—
Letting it slip, it fell through my fingers…

(Damn how the loss of Love lingers).

- Michael R. King

(featured in the poetry forum 06.16.11)

Home-Cooked Confusion

Sugar donuts frolic among star crunching pop-tarts
Dry goods are playing games with each other
The chicken in the freezer counts its parts
I saw this all & screamed for my mother…

Chef Boyardee gets a solid microwave tan
While Betty Crocker hides a bun in the oven
The scoop is that the dough-boy is her man
But, he is busy giving Dolly Madison lovin’…

Cigarettes smoke & give themselves cancer
So that Twinkies can live always.
(Long live the Twinkies!)
Macaroni and Cheese is a pretty good dancer
Depending on the gig & how well it pays.

- Michael R. King

(featured in the poetry forum 05.11.11)

Michael R King

A bit about Michael: Michael Randolph King lives happily in Mansfield, Texas with his wife & 3 children. He realized his condition as a Poet after receiving a broken heart, over 20 years ago & found that venting through written verses inspired him to heal the pain.

To contribute to Mad Swirl is a dream come true.

Michael on the Web:
Bandagesheal.com