Forbidden Fruit

I heard about

Forbidden fruit,

I read about

Forbidden fruit,

Went to lectures

About the sweet

That left your soul

Forever sour,

Yet every time

I sat beside,

Stood beside,

Worked beside,

Prayed beside

The focus of

The education,

I questioned

All that I

Had learned.

Stephen Nesbitt ©

From “Spring Into Summer” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com

6:27 PM May 23, 2012

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Sometimes a meeting,

A relationship,

Goes straight

To the erogenous  zones,

Hopscotch

Without lines,

Chess

Without squares,

Hearts and imaginations

Pumping that

Magic mixture,

That elixir

That keeps you

Walking above water,

Dancing above sand.

Stephen Nesbitt ©

From “Spring Into Summer” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com

8:20 AM May 22, 2012

Here And There

A stranger sitting

At a table in the rain

Said it was chemtrails

That brought the clouds

And the pain,

Hid the Super Moon,

New moon and solar eclipse,

A Native Elder hinted

It was the Underground People

Near Comox

Who created the paradox,

A gorgeous blonde teacher

Near the end of her masters

Said it was probably weather

Patterns,

I think she was single,

For that’s how her energy

Mingled and left electrifying

Tingling bits in the air

Here and there.

Stephen Nesbitt ©

From “Spring Into Summer” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com

8:37 PM May 21, 2012

Walking Tools

For the sake

Of a dollar

They corrupted

The tunes,

Danced on a

Candle flame

Burned down

The moons,

Sewed up

Your lips

The top and

The bottom,

Melted

Our brains

Replaced them

With cotton,

For the sake

Of a dollar

They developed

Dumb rules,

Though most

Don’t see it

We’re still

Walking tools.

Stephen Nesbitt ©

From “Spring Into Summer” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com

8:45 AM May 20, 2012

Remiss

I suppose one would be

Remiss to think

That nothing might

Happen when a

New moon and an

Eclipse of the sun

Run on the same day,

But then who’s to say,

It’s a bit like

Peering into the ink

Of the night

Alone with a lover

And thinking you

Might never get laid.

Stephen Nesbitt ©

From “Spring Into Summer” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com

5:19 PM May 19, 2012

A Unicorn She Said

I almost knew

A Unicorn once,

In the day that is,

At least she said she

Was a Unicorn

When she came in

The night in

Those times

When she was

Between lovers,

By day we were

Strangers,

Never meeting,

But I almost knew

A Unicorn once,

In the day that is,

At least that’s

What the gorgeous

Woman said,

She said she

Was a Unicorn

When she came in

The night,

In those times.

Stephen Nesbitt ©

From “Spring Into Summer” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com

6:54 PM May 18, 2012

Mist And Kisses

 

I remember

I kissed you once

In the mist

On that night

That never ended,

And now

 In the midst

Of the ever after

Your laughter

Still rings as

Loud and clear,

Your perfume

Still sings

And your body

Dances,

Like it did

In the mist

When we kissed

On that night

That never ended.

Stephen Nesbitt ©

From “Spring Into Summer” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com

9:49 PM May 17, 2012