Definition of R.E.M. Sleep

I lie, frozen within my personal confines of R.E.M. Sleep

Motionless and at peace

Having a glimpse of what tomorrow may bring, the basics of human desire

All the while, swimming amongst flashes of visions, both of pleasure and of pain

This stage of sabotage has been set, now disarmed and exposed

Visions that have placed me closer to you, your gravity, your grasp onto me

Where fascination, now formless, has fooled my senses with ease

Placing hands where hands should hold and never let go

Placing lips where lips should caress and adjust as needed

The sense of two bodies, intoxicated, providing warmth and pressure while vigorously rigid against the living room wall

Allowing for the natural sense of balance to take control, to become all powerful within this premeditation


I lie, restless with eyes open, plotting and waiting for what R.E.M Sleep has to offer one so eager to discover tomorrow

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She holds a raindrop in her hand

prepared to drop it on the land

very careful of her powers.

Clouds overhead address her "daughter",

for she's the reigning "Queen of Water",

and patron of the flowers.

She carefully weighs each silver drop

then lets them fall....plop, plop, plop!

upon the earth below.

She loves to see the flowers smile

drinking thirstily a while

their faces all aglow.

she's their goddess and they know

that anywhere they want to grow

she'll supply their water,

for she attends them from on high.

Next time you see the heavens cry

just thank the clouds daughter.

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Eyes watch the Earth

in the dead of the night,

eyes that see sights

that bring them delight.

From the universe other minds

long to be here

on a planet they see

as so lovely and fair.

Eyes watch the sea

and delight in the view,

watch dolphins that leap

and bright coral reefs hue,

undersea gardens

all teeming with fish,

their eyes show their longing

to visit, their wish.

Eyes watch from above,

their luminous spheres

reflecting a yearning,

welling with tears.

As stars gleam from heaven

in dark skies above

Alien eyes scan

our planet with love.

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Deep Fantasy

I know a place beneath the sea,

a pristine place for you and me.

We’ll disappear without a trace,

beneath the sea, I know a place.

Beyond the reef, like in a dream

are coral castles quite extreme.

A fantasy world beyond belief,

like in a dream, beyond the reef.

Take my hand, to a world serene,

to Neptune’s world, where I am queen.

Beyond the waves that crash on sand,

to a world serene, take my hand.

Dive below and capture my love,

far from the bright starlight above.

A place for two I want you to know,

capture my love and dive below.

When all is done and all is said,

give up your world, take me instead.

Come with me, it has just begun,

when all is said and all is done.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Swap Quatrain:
Each stanza in the poem must be a quatrain (four lines) where the first line is reversed in the fourth line. In addition, line 2 must rhyme with line 1, and line 3 must rhyme with line 4 and so on, BUT not repeat the same rhyming pattern on subsequent stanzas.
Rhyming patterns: AABB, CCDD, or ABAB, CDCD and so on.
The Swap Quatrain was created by Lorraine M. Kanter.

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COCcopywrited poem

COCcopywrited poem

COCcopywrited poem

Eye became a successful writer a poet of some small renown and one day eye found my FLOWERS FADE in a bookstore in a town called Indianapolis where  to my surprise and to my dismay it was copy word for word and the  name was so familiar eye just had to take a look  yes the copywrite was there in letters so very small but the name was pasted over it was JACKSON Small, a man in INDIANA, a corn fed cradle robber, a man with a bandana, a highwayman and thief eye soon felt no relief at what eye seen was done for he had taken all my poem and remade it into one of his very own.

The odds eye cried out loud the odds of finding this?

44 to one a million in the sun. A long way from my home to visit a dead stone a marker in the cemetery someone reputed to be mine. There was a marker stating CHARLAX died in 1942 the INDIANA pilgrimage begun with now ended there and then the cemetery faded from my mind like so much cream corn and eye began to hurry to the exit of the bookstore to find a phone and then to call it in on 911 my poem had been robbed.

The doctors in the hospital still treat me nice they laugh when eye mention the poem that was taken by Mister Small, a JACKSON yes they said we KNOE of Small he is a charlatan and thief just have another round of coffees and take those pills and get some sleep.

Flowers Fade away most every day why did you think that poem was for ewe she is so smart she sees threw yew and she will knoe that yew aer dying without snow in 1942.

The draft for World War Two had not been instituted when yew died of the bird flew.

The time travel machine is now supercharged and ready

Get the CHARLAX into the belly of this beast and send him off.

His flowers faded so very long ago it's really for the best his father never born at all.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

a pome of fantasy

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My Fantasy

My Fantasy is one better seen then said

And is one of a maximum degree

I know it sounds crazy

But do you really think

That you can handle my fantasy?

My fantasy is not sexual nor is it erotic

But more of what I want to be

My dreams and my goals

My aspirations and visions

And everything I know I can be

My abilities and my limits

My horizons and my standards

All this is me eventually

This fantasy of mine does not involve me in an awkward position

Neither you on top of me

It involves me on top of the world

So do you really think that you can handle me?

Forget all of the moaning and groaning

And squeezing…

How about we talk with some sense

Is this a bit too much for you?

I can see that you’re getting a bit tense

So the next time you ask me about my fantasy

Remember that I’m not your average girl

I’m more like a determined woman

Who’s ambition is to change the world

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If I

If I could move a mountain..I would move it just for you

If I could make you happy..I would turn your gray skies blue

If I could make miracles happen..I would take away all your pain

So you could be in peace..and we could both feel the same

If I could be your angel..I'd protect you from all harm

I'd hold you in my warm embrace..and keep you through the storm

If I could be your pillow..where you rest your head

I'd make sure you feel night when you go to bed

If I could be your would not need anyone to help you

Because I'd be the main person you could turn to

If I could rule the would be the King

Because your my one and only.. You're my everything

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"My Escape"

In body

I'm here now

But not

In my thought

And spirit


Already gone

My escape

Is in your

Entire world

I ache for you to

Get lost with me

And let us

Never return

I tell you

My heart won't rest

Until it's


I tell you

Until it's

In your arms

I won't stop

And my escape

Into you

Becomes an absolute truth

My way

Of true life

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enigma causeway


i'm on the path to the road

to the paver stones of salacious intentions

i am watching august move to september

from season to reason

my eyes are counting sheep

without my approval

my days are filled with dreams of naps

the kind where i wrap into your arms

empty bottles are baggage

on my front porch

and there are messages

to put in everyone of them

about desire

and you are the wish that floats away

on the ampersand between gin & tonic

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