Inner Workings Explained
Dallas Briscoe`s Poetry Antholgy
Where I`m from
Memories for Where I`m going
I am from Garnier Mousse,
From Old spice and Dove
I am from the warm cozy home sweet home
Clean, smooth, it smelled like freshly bleached counters
I am from the short green grass,
The mini palm tree in the back
Constantly blocking and prickling the path
I am from family thanksgivings and curly black hair
From Olive and Briscoe.
I am from the loud discussion s
And competitive mind set
From babysitter tiger traps and 7year old gum in your belly
With Jesus as my savior
And exciting Sunday church
I'm from Rowlette Texas and Sweden
Beef and broccoli and Rice with gravy
From the scars on his face that prove Austin was lucky (I’m so sorry)
the loud shrieks of Houston after the terrible monster visits
Hung all around the house in fancy frames
Beautiful, fun times spent all of the country
Happy times … never to be shared again
Makes me emotional and embarrassed at the faces I made
I am from Dana`s womb, Ronald’s roof
The cuts are my heart are proof
Creativity flowing from my dome
I`m survivor from a broken home
Beautiful sunny morning!
Its Perfect Day!?
Gentle breeze blows through
sweet smells in the air
"Zzzz Hmm Zzz Kawhawa Zzz Hmm"
dim lit dark dreary shelter
Echos of snoozing and snoring explode from the doors
The striped beast soundly slumbers on
Half past noon and it sleeps like a log
"Zzzz Hmm Zzz Kawhawa Zzz Hmm"
The day is dying,but still...
not an inch of fur has moved.
The clock frowns with disappointment
green eyes spring to life,blankets rustle
The Beast is a garbage disposal,gobbling food at the speed of light
"Zzzz Hmm Zzz Kawhawa Zzz Hmm"
It only awakes to eat, with the occasional Plort
The day is long gone,weeks,months,years,wasted
The days are never used,the beast`s life ends unfulfilled
Hyperboles and Allusions poem
Delightful,Amazing, Nice, Adult
She was made in heaven
Crafted only be the finest hands
Grown in the garden of Eden
Born From the radiant sun
Her eyes forged from the brightest stars
They shine like Hollywood spot lights
Jewels compressed in the Earth`s center
One glance causes eternal blindness
Lips constructed from the wisdom of her tongue
Plump and crimson red as Santa Claus
Soft as the fleece of Mary’s little lamb
So glossy they reflect the image of mortal souls
Her clothes woven from the fabric of time and space
Apparel inconceivable to human eyes
Jewelry assembled from the rings of Saturn and the moons of Jupiter
Shoes as lovely as Dorothy’s ruby red slippers
She is a Goddess, perfect in million ways
She is a Queen Forever youth full
She is a Hero loved by all
She is my loving Mother
It Covers One In A Million
Sunrise forces my appearance
Nights are the reason for my return
Engulfed in the waves of cotton
Forever soothing my soul
My bed, the reason for my existence
The best therapy for hard days
Simple, soft, silky comfort for the black depression
With my bed`s help, escaping realty is easy as 1, 2, “Swoosh”
The amazing sound of sinking into the cool, comfort abyss
Its covers silence all noise for miles
Without it life would have no meaning
My bed fulfills me with its pure white pillows
Beautiful and cool as snow
Any other bed is wood and nails, pillows of tacks, and blankets of dust
I`m blessed to experience such a wonderful collection
Pillows, crafted from heavens clouds
Blankets woven from God`s Grace
Mattress of eternal happiness, forged in his radiant presence
My bed is an everlasting dream that I never want to end
Every day I thank my bed for the privilege to sleep upon it
Father of the Forest
Nature, most people would describe it as beautiful, peaceful, and serene. Most people think that because they have only watched nature from the outside. They have never been exposed to the true colors of nature. Unfortunately I have. When I was young and naive I spent lots of time with nature. I used to think it was perfect, amazing, something to look up too. It wasn’t until I go older that I finally able to see all the lies and deceit had been hiding within the brush. I investigated, and that upset the balance of nature, the balance turned to the dark, when nature hits, it hits hard. Nature throws everything it has at you tornadoes, hurricanes, earthquakes, floods, and drought. It leaves no stone unturned no branch unbroken. It hits you with everything until it breaks you and you find your place. Then everything seems to be OK. You no longer question it, no longer challenge it, you realize there is nothing you can do. The creatures of the forest are consumed by fear, and for some that is enough to cause them to run away .Into the cities miles away from the closest tree. It is truly survival of the fittest, the fast ones escape natures wrath and never look back, however the ones that cant run fast enough are left to try and survive the elements of nature over and over again. Until they breathe their last lonely breath.
MOST people would describe IT as
Most people think that because they have ONLY watched nature from the outside….
They have never been exposed to the true colors of nature.
UNFORTUANTLY I HAVE.
When I was young and naïve I spent lots of time with nature.
I USED to think it was Perfect! Amazing! Something, toooooo look up too.
It wasn’t until I go older that I finally able to see all the LIES and DECEIT had been hiding within the brush.
I investigated…aaannndd that upset the balance of nature
The balance turned to the DARK!!!
When nature hits IT HITS HARD
Nature throws everything it has at you Tornadoes…Hurricanes…Earthquakes…Floods…Drought.
It leaves NO stone unturned …NO branch unbroken….It hits you with everything until it breaks you and you find your place.
Then everything seems to be OK.
You no longer question it…. no longer challenge it…you realize there is nothing you can do…
The creatures of the forest are consumed by FEAR,
and for Some that is enough to cause them to run away
Into the cities “Miles” away from the closest tree.
It is truly SURVIVAL OF THE FITTEST,
The FAST ones escape natures wrath and never….look back,
however the ones that can run fast enough are LEFT to try and survive the elements of nature “over… and…over… again”
Until they breathe…….. their last lonely brrrreeeeaaatttthhh….
Skin Deep Beauty
Rose red cherry lips
Prettiest women I`ve ever seen
I love the way you move your hips
I don`t care if your always mean
Face and body are perfection
Pearls match your ocean blue eyes
I don`t really need much affection
So much luckier than the other guys
I`d be a fool to let you go
I love every inch of you
You used my rent money on a bow?
It shows how much you love me too
I was under a spell by that demon Cupid
The thought of loving you leaves me feeling stupid