Art~Whimsically Yours

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April 04, 2025 I Like All Your Sexy Moves-Version-(1)- by-Matthew F. Blowers III
I like all your sexy moves
on those nights we play
the pajama game
where our love is
never the same
it's only better.
In silk and satin
you come to me
or in flannel warmth
you are my Polly Esther
Nylon stockings
emptied of two calfs
ten little piggies
two knees and
a set of thighs
Till next a pair of
D cups spilling out
thier volume
and what was
down uinder
is turned right side up
on the bed.
There are nightie-nights
and then there are
No nightie nights
This could go either way....
this could go either way...
Slip into a negligee
and I will become
negligent towards sleep
Let day break
we will spend no time
repairing it.
We have better
things to do
Why count sheep?
when you can
count sighs?
Why gaze at stars?
when I can study
Passions brighter
gleam in your eyes
We can watch
mercury rise
as I expore
my venus
and the earth
will spin faster
then we have ever known
Nothing Mars Love's Passion
Nothing Mars Love's passion...
The moon is
just cheese
but you are
the finest wine
that flavors my
nights sharpness
fills it wiht beauty
and a headiness
I've never known
The edge of
this night
is soft and dull
and it enters
Deliciously slow
Fashion is useless
in it's darkness
Just wear yourself
your Birthday suit
we'll celebrate it
every eve.
I will raise a candle
and we will
watch it melt
after I race
to get out
of my pajamas
and into
your arms baby
Into your arms.... Baby
The die has been cast
in the ivories of
your enticing smile
and it's time to
make my move
in this game of love
In this nightly pajama
game of love
till we both fall asleep
to find all that
we've been
dreaming of
In silk and satin
you come to me
or in flannel warm
you are my
Polly Esther
you are the
fabric of my life
my love,
my all....
and now i say,
"Let's shed it
and head off
to bed... Baby
...more
4min
April 04, 2025 I like all your sexy moves.-Version-(2)-by Matthew F. Blowers III
I like all your sexy moves
on those nights we play
the pajama game
where our love is
never the same
it's only better.
In silk and satin
you come to me
or in flannel warmth
you are my Polly Esther
Nylon stockings
emptied of two calfs
ten little piggies
two knees and
a set of thighs
Till next a pair of
D cups spilling out
thier volume
and what was
down uinder
is turned right side up
on the bed.
There are nightie-nights
and then there are
No nightie nights
This could go either way....
this could go either way...
Slip into a negligee
and I will become
negligent towards sleep
Let day break
we will spend no time
repairing it.
We have better
things to do
Why count sheep?
when you can
count sighs?
Why gaze at stars?
when I can study
Passions brighter
gleam in your eyes
We can watch
mercury rise
as I expore
my venus
and the earth
will spin faster
then we have ever known
Nothing Mars Love's Passion
Nothing Mars Love's passion...
The moon is
just cheese
but you are
the finest wine
that flavors my
nights sharpness
fills it wiht beauty
and a headiness
I've never known
The edge of
this night
is soft and dull
and it enters
Deliciously slow
Fashion is useless
in it's darkness
Just wear yourself
your Birthday suit
we'll celebrate it
every eve.
I will raise a candle
and we will
watch it melt
after I race
to get out
of my pajamas
and into
your arms baby
Into your arms.... Baby
The die has been cast
in the ivories of
your enticing smile
and it's time to
make my move
in this game of love
In this nightly pajama
game of love
till we both fall asleep
to find all that
we've been
dreaming of
In silk and satin
you come to me
or in flannel warm
you are my
Polly Esther
you are the
fabric of my life
my love,
my all....
and now i say,
"Let's shed it
and head off
to bed... Baby
...more
4min
April 04, 2025 This is my covenant.-Version-(2)-by Matthew F. Blowers III
This is my covenant
to you baby
in everything I do....
cause you are just
an everday kind of gal
who makes everything superb
you're my best friend
and my pal
there's no adjective
or verb
to describe the
way you move me
ain't no gravity in love
hearts go sailing,
hopes befriend me
trancending all
I'm dreaming of.
You're the song
that I have written
on our heartstrings
stretched in glee
in our sweet duet
I'm smitten
every kiss brings
harmony...
You're the girl who
chased my sorrows
from my soul each,
pain erased
you're the rest
of my tomorrows
I see heaven in your face....
There are many
girls around me
who could lure
most men away
but it's your smile
that astounds me
and your soft
lips that convey
How I'll never
have to wander
any farther
than your arms
when temptation
calls I'll ponder
all the wonder
of your charms...
You're the song
that I have written
on our heartstrings
stretched in glee
in our sweet duet
I'm smitten
every kiss brings
harmony...
And when we're old
and gray in slippers
as we both shuffle off to bed
I will be dancing chipper
down the pathways
your love has led....
Your love has
led me to....... baby
this is my covenant
simple and sweet
to make our love
complete....baby
...more
3min
April 04, 2025 Somewhere I am-(1)-by- Matthew F. Blowers III
Somewhere I am
still waiting patiently
for that girl who was
meant for only me
I see her in
my dreams sometimes
she says “Please wait
and you’ll be mine.
My perfect match
my soul mate who
will make my world
so much less blue.
with so much in
common we’ll share
she’s coming soon
I must prepare
they say there’s
only one for you
and if you choose
somebody who
is not the one
then you will be
wondering how it
would have been to see
the girl that was
strictly reserved
only for you but
you threw a curve
we all should wait
for what we deserve.
I just turned
40 yesterday
I’ve turned so
many gals away
so here I am and
here I’ll stay
still hoping she
will come my way
a sworn bachelor
whose so alone
I wish she’d just
come around
on loan
I’d win her over
and she’d
share my home
I wish the fates
would toss me a bone
Today I have
turned ninety three
still hoping she’s
out there for me
but my wounded heart
is missing beats
and It’s getting really
hard to breathe
but wait quite
suddenly I see
that she at last
has come for me
all dressed in white
with lovely wings
she kisses me
while whispering
that now it’s time
for me to close
my weary eyes
as she’s proposed
then suddenly
I’m swept away
with her off to
much better days
in a place that
is quite heavenly
to find her lying
next to me
eternally…eternally
exactly as I’d
wished it would be
exactly how I’d wished
it would be……
Impeccable
...more
4min
April 04, 2025 Back Home .-Version-(3)-by-Matthew F.Blowers III
Back Home
I’ve been all around this crazy world
seen some amazing faces and places
I’ve lived in cities that had no pity
and small towns with kinder gazes
Always looking for a place to settle
that would ease my restless heart
I made friends and a few enemies
but I never found a remedy
that begged me never to depart
never to depart.....
There were always girls
who caught my eye
and coaxed me to believe
that I should share the splendid love
they offered me eagerly
and take up residence where they
planned on living permanently
but that road it just kept calling me…,
even though it was so lonely
so damned lonely….
My guitar was my only friend
through my journey’s
bookmarked pages
I wowed the crowds
till each gig’s end
on huge and tiny stages,
wailing out the songs
of pain I penned
sharing one night stands,
full of pretend
then I’d be gone
around the bend
my time was never overspent
in places I could circumvent.
places I could circumvent.....
But now I find that I
have got an itch
that travel will not scratch
all the towns I pass
through look the same
all my wanderlust is ash…..
and there is a place
I haven’t gone
in all the years that
I’ve been moving on
Where I grew up and
learned to craft my songs
where my roots lay
fallow, far too long
and though I will not
see my Dad and Mom
I wept and sang at
both their funerals
They are somewhere
in the great beyond
but their lives live on
immovable.
And my siblings will be absent too
all five live somewhere else
but it’s still my hometown where
with joy I’ll wander by myself
Back home where
all my memories
wait patiently for me
where I’ll walk the streets
that once shared the feet
of my friends and family.
And I know back home
I’ll find the peace
that I’ve been searching for
cause I’ve learned that
when you’ve had it all
back home there’s always more.
My girl next door
is single now,
I’m quite sure that’s
what I’ve heard
perhaps we’ll pick up
where we both left off
Renewing passions
left unstirred
Back home to
where my life began
no longer just
a Rolling stone
renewing friendships
with town folks I knew
I will no longer feel alone
no longer living on my own
Back home
In my sweet, sweet home.
Home sweet home,
Home sweet home
...more
4min
April 03, 2025 Somewhere I Am.-Version-(2)- By- Matthew F. Blowers III
Somewhere I am
still waiting patiently
for that girl who was
meant for only me
I see her in
my dreams sometimes
she says “Please wait
and you’ll be mine.
My perfect match
my soul mate who
will make my world
so much less blue.
with so much in
common we’ll share
she’s coming soon
I must prepare
they say there’s
only one for you
and if you choose
somebody who
is not the one
then you will be
wondering how it
would have been to see
the girl that was
strictly reserved
only for you but
you threw a curve
we all should wait
for what we deserve.
I just turned
40 yesterday
I’ve turned so
many gals away
so here I am and
here I’ll stay
still hoping she
will come my way
a sworn bachelor
whose so alone
I wish she’d just
come around
on loan
I’d win her over
and she’d
share my home
I wish the fates
would toss me a bone
Today I have
turned ninety three
still hoping she’s
out there for me
but my wounded heart
is missing beats
and It’s getting really
hard to breathe
but wait quite
suddenly I see
that she at last
has come for me
all dressed in white
with lovely wings
she kisses me
while whispering
that now it’s time
for me to close
my weary eyes
as she’s proposed
then suddenly
I’m swept away
with her off to
much better days
in a place that
is quite heavenly
to find her lying
next to me
eternally…eternally
exactly as I’d
wished it would be
exactly how I’d wished
it would be……
Impeccable
...more
4min
April 03, 2025 Deep in the woods-by-Matthew F. Blowers III
Deep in the woods
past all civilizations
I stand in its cathedral
formed by trees vegetation
rising high in vast arches
older then man’s foundations
and in it’s cool realm I discover
some huge realizations.
All alone and unarmed
I’m no longer a master
I’m just one of its creatures
amidst all the birds chatter
and if their songs should stop
suddenly for no reason
and the forests fall silent
predators might be creeping
creeping.......creeping!
For here they rule the woods
some are hungry, not sleeping.
though they might be nocturnal
their sharp teeth are infernal
and they’ll grant me a long nap
that will become eternal.
Bears, Cougars and Bobcats
hunt their food and grow fat
and I am never intending
to become some bear scat.
But the deep woods it beckons
with a primeval call
to share its vast beauty
Winter, Spring, Summer, Fall.
And I do have a walking stick
that I’ll employ quick
made of strong, thickened oak
that just might do the trick.
Then I suddenly hear
the sharp crack of a branch
to the far left of me
as I slow my advance
and assume the position
the Marines taught to me
used on all deadly missions
crouch defensively.
defensively .....
Knowing full well it might be
a hungry chipmunk
seeking juicy, plump acorns
or a scent spraying skunk
But I quickly discovered
that my worst enemy
was a bit of tree falling
to its prey…gravity.
Then out of the deep woods
I soon made my way
but a part of my soul
was left back there that day
With my Great-Great Grandfather
a full blooded native
who was probably laughing
at how I grew evasive
over some stupid branch
that had frozen my glance
gravities happenstance
Somewhere far up above me
chuckling with the Great spirit
and as I got back in my car
I’m almost sure I could hear it.
But now out of
the deep woods
back in civilization
I still miss its cathedral
formed by trees vegetation
rising high in vast arches
older then man’s foundations
where in the depths of it vastness
I found some huge realization.
and some sweet recreation.
Sweet recreation
...more
4min
April 03, 2025 I am a frustrated musician.-by- Matthew F. Blowers III
I am a frustrated musician
castrated by the industry
that keeps me working frugally
as a janitor of four buildings
a job that sadly is not me
Places I clean are studios
they make fortunes on what’ s musical
why did I chose that scenario?
Cleaning places where
I'll never get to go
dusting microphones
in the afterglows
of someone else shows
that answer's easy
but the facts all blow…
It gets my foot in their doors
each night you see
I guess I like being close
to what l’ll never be
millions who
who eventually
will just let it all be,
set their damned dreams free
cause they never found the keys
So they spend their days in misery
I spend my nights
in places that they'll never see ,
coming face to face
with reality
that it’s hard to make
money artistically
But Hey, you won’t find a
spot of dust at "Spotify"
When it comes to Spic & Span
they know that I’m their guy
and I leave the "Threshold
Studios" impeccable
with fingerprints or
smudges undetectable
and "The Electric Lady"
she gets all dressed up
after I’m done cleaning
what musicians mess up
and at "The Platinum….."
after I come in
the studio's Titanium.
I have a huge, ring of keys
that allows me in
all of these places
with a hungry grin
I put my headphones on
and pretend I’m a star
who has ten millon hits
and a new Jagaur.....
and then I shake and I jiggle
as I am cleaning with ease
all the tools of my profession
left denied to me
singing all of my best songs
from my recordings
and my dancing keys
are my tambourine
bouncing, jangling on my hip,
keeping perfect beats
I love my magic world
of make believe
in the late night hours
chasing memories
of how I almost made it
back when I was younger
but these studios I clean
they help to cure my hunger
and though it's placebo
I just don’t care
when I’m jamming to my songs
It feels like I am really there
making my next greatest hit
for the public at large
as my mop and broom handles
become my guitars
There’s something satisfying
about having a chance
to visit famous studios
where my keys will all dance
on my belt loop with vigor
it just makes me feel bigger
wailing into a microphone
that’s never turned on
In my game of pretend
singing all of my songs
standing proud, standing strong
In places I won’t belong
never hurting anybody
never doing no wrong.
Even though I’ve got two Grammy’s
but their just my parent's Mothers
and I love them both so dearly
cause I’ll never get another.
I am just one of millions
of musicians trying to make it
but my dreams all failed me
so I guess I’ll have to fake it
yes, my dreams all failed me
so I guess I'll have to fake it
ain't never
...more
4min
April 03, 2025 Back Home-Version-(2)-by- Matthew F. Blowers III
Back Home
I’ve been all around this crazy world
seen some amazing faces and places
I’ve lived in cities that had no pity
and small towns with kinder gazes
Always looking for a place to settle
that would ease my restless heart
I made friends and a few enemies
but I never found a remedy
that begged me never to depart
never to depart.....
There were always girls
who caught my eye
and coaxed me to believe
that I should share the splendid love
they offered me eagerly
and take up residence where they
planned on living permanently
but that road it just kept calling me…,
even though it was so lonely
so damned lonely….
My guitar was my only friend
through my journey’s
bookmarked pages
I wowed the crowds
till each gig’s end
on huge and tiny stages,
wailing out the songs
of pain I penned
sharing one night stands,
full of pretend
then I’d be gone
around the bend
my time was never overspent
in places I could circumvent.
places I could circumvent.....
But now I find that I
have got an itch
that travel will not scratch
all the towns I pass
through look the same
all my wanderlust is ash…..
and there is a place
I haven’t gone
in all the years that
I’ve been moving on
Where I grew up and
learned to craft my songs
where my roots lay
fallow, far too long
and though I will not
see my Dad and Mom
I wept and sang at
both their funerals
They are somewhere
in the great beyond
but their lives live on
immovable.
And my siblings will be absent too
all five live somewhere else
but it’s still my hometown where
with joy I’ll wander by myself
Back home where
all my memories
wait patiently for me
where I’ll walk the streets
that once shared the feet
of my friends and family.
And I know back home
I’ll find the peace
that I’ve been searching for
cause I’ve learned that
when you’ve had it all
back home there’s always more.
My girl next door
is single now,
I’m quite sure that’s
what I’ve heard
perhaps we’ll pick up
where we both left off
Renewing passions
left unstirred
...more
4min
April 03, 2025 Fake Love.-Version-(2)-by-Matthew F. Blowers III
Fake Love.
I have come to hate
everything that’s fake
fake sweepstakes
False Eyelashes,
and broke folks who brake
in front of you and
then sue you for their
feigned crashes
fake news, false views
and imitation booze
Dive bars sell in
ten-buck glasses
fake butts and breasts
female implanted effects
that are so unnaturally massive
Expensive tickets for
my favorite group
that are counterfeit
money I can’t recoup
and false prophets who claim
that they are truly God
but when they need
all your money
I find that rather odd
and scam artists that
call me up every day
on my cell phone
when I’m home
I just blow a loud whistle
in their greedy ears
and then I listen
to them moan
and then their calls disappear
But the most bogus thing
I have ever faced
that left me hurting,
broken hearted and
so sadly disgraced
is when a beautiful girl
tells me she’s crazy ‘bout me
until I come to find out
she’s after my money
or a gal who talks me into
buying her drinks
and gets me hoping
I’ll get lucky
with her sexy wink
then much later she
heads off to
the ladies room
and then she goes right
out the back door
of that damned saloon.
or a girl who pretends
to love me till I find out
making her real boyfriend jealous
is what she’s all about.
Fake love is the worst deceit
I’ve ever known,
it poisons your heart and
cuts you to the bone
when you ask her for her number
and find out with a groan
that she gave you a number
for a nursing home.
and guys are guilty too
each time a gals being wooed
they’ll tell her they’re not married
but the truth is tattooed
by pale flesh on their ring fingers
where gold bands where removed
So be smarter out there
and you must always take care.
there’s a million types of fake love
guys and gals like to share,
if you’re looking for some real love
then you’d best be prepared
cause fake love’s a perfect copy
it will fool you…soooooo……beware.
It will school you...so beware
...more
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