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"About Time." -by- Chris Bright & Matthew F. Blowers III
Let me school you about time....
."Summer" is
a hot babe
soaked in oil
Pink bikini
like a flower
dots the sand
her scents arousing
mid-aged men
as the steam waves
rise around her
still, damp flesh
from her last dip
in salty brine
they watch her drip.
She's the one
they've always wanted
in the middle
of November
when their privates
lie all shriveled
in the fiddle of
thier hand.
=O==O==O==O==O=
Fall is just
an old man
stumbling
fumbling
hanging on
and then tumbling
shedding years
like the leaves
of a bent maple
In a hard, arthritic wind
al his bones they
creaklike branches
on a Halloween
night's Journey
high above the
masked marauders
as his starched pants
softly rustle
like the candy in
kid's hands
Down a frosted road
he toddles
white hair shining
like a snowcap
traveling deep
into the black void
that will soon
return without him
Under next
October's moon
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Winters an
ex-husband
howling around
your door so bitter
seeking someway
he can reach in
just to wrap his
arms around you
burying you beneath
the white haze
of his cold
and icy heart
Cause he needs
a little pleasure
lately he's been
sorely lacking
so he comes
around a begging
raging loudly for
a handout
in the season
of the lean
as you huddle
by the fire
just reflecting
on the memories
that brought
nasty dreams
and schemes.
: O : ( : O : ( : O
Spings an
unborn Baby
stretching out
it's tiny fingers
embracing
living fluids
that have always
been provided
as a gift to
help it grow.
Suddenly its head
a seed pod
on a fleshy
stem emerges
slowly from
the mother's soil
till it burst
all fresh and rosy
with a healthy wail
life begun
just like Spring
every year
when it comes
it enters
it's new season
from the womb
into a new life.
from the tulip bulb
into a flower
from a coocoon
into a butterfly
spring's an
unborn baby
Winter is your Ex-
Falls an old man
and sunmmer
is a hot babe.
Impeccable Music Composed &
Played by Chris Bright--©-2023
Lyrics & Vocals Written & Sung by
Matthew F. Blowers III--©-2023 at:
Art~Whimsically Yours Studiio
photo from my private collection--©-2023
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By Art~Whimsically YoursLet me school you about time....
."Summer" is
a hot babe
soaked in oil
Pink bikini
like a flower
dots the sand
her scents arousing
mid-aged men
as the steam waves
rise around her
still, damp flesh
from her last dip
in salty brine
they watch her drip.
She's the one
they've always wanted
in the middle
of November
when their privates
lie all shriveled
in the fiddle of
thier hand.
=O==O==O==O==O=
Fall is just
an old man
stumbling
fumbling
hanging on
and then tumbling
shedding years
like the leaves
of a bent maple
In a hard, arthritic wind
al his bones they
creaklike branches
on a Halloween
night's Journey
high above the
masked marauders
as his starched pants
softly rustle
like the candy in
kid's hands
Down a frosted road
he toddles
white hair shining
like a snowcap
traveling deep
into the black void
that will soon
return without him
Under next
October's moon
<> <> <> <> <> <> <>
Winters an
ex-husband
howling around
your door so bitter
seeking someway
he can reach in
just to wrap his
arms around you
burying you beneath
the white haze
of his cold
and icy heart
Cause he needs
a little pleasure
lately he's been
sorely lacking
so he comes
around a begging
raging loudly for
a handout
in the season
of the lean
as you huddle
by the fire
just reflecting
on the memories
that brought
nasty dreams
and schemes.
: O : ( : O : ( : O
Spings an
unborn Baby
stretching out
it's tiny fingers
embracing
living fluids
that have always
been provided
as a gift to
help it grow.
Suddenly its head
a seed pod
on a fleshy
stem emerges
slowly from
the mother's soil
till it burst
all fresh and rosy
with a healthy wail
life begun
just like Spring
every year
when it comes
it enters
it's new season
from the womb
into a new life.
from the tulip bulb
into a flower
from a coocoon
into a butterfly
spring's an
unborn baby
Winter is your Ex-
Falls an old man
and sunmmer
is a hot babe.
Impeccable Music Composed &
Played by Chris Bright--©-2023
Lyrics & Vocals Written & Sung by
Matthew F. Blowers III--©-2023 at:
Art~Whimsically Yours Studiio
photo from my private collection--©-2023