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Soda Spot King

sift through the wind

set of course as the Albatross tread

look at the mountains breathless

the sign in the field evokes fear

try to stop the parting tear

all hellos sport a hello or goodbye

clever notion of a soft reply

 

the wind blows freely upon my face

to behold the nectar smile

the smile of a child

mistakenly kind

 

the soda spot king

let freedom ring

the passing value

a challenge to be free

 

burgers and briefs

withstand a brand new leak

the refrigeration wears skin briefs

shallow from each parting eyes

 

down by the river

I stand as a forgiver

lay low on the acid

shattered dreams captured

 

love to share through a nursery rhyme

to barricade the mass beholder

just call me late for dinner

Jerry Garcia and an ace in the hole

 

take you to far off places you need to go

its a hunt between goodness and by

a shortness o breath

trapped through meadows that give hold of its meaning

 

Barren in fragrance the toast within

hearken on its rush

to parade again with its mockery

I exist as a vapor then I am no more

 

Trust in Jesus

the answer will free us from a together bliss

 

in sought after rich harmony spread your wings

 

I found my way by your spirit God send it free

 

you captivated it with a release in the heart

 

today we wait on God like sugar and spice

 

leaving behind not the slightest hint of the outcome

 

you are the sound out of the darkness you come to us

 

Lord fill us with a love bath quench the desire from within

 

each new day we face the music

 

Trust in Jesus

 

Joy

 
Moonlight
hits my face
like some soft
low pressure
water conserving
shower head
And I dance
in its spray
thinking of
pure lunacy,
Wishing I could
tug moonbeams
straight into my pores
And then,
I watch
myself floating
along in a gondola
holding stars in my hand
I light our way
through a puzzling
but beautiful
labyrinth of feelings

Kamikaze

Kamikaze

 

 

 

ough, two the window two to shore

 

rrgh..hey penny one penny tri penny three

 

elegant hands stay with the script

 

repeat stage 1,2,3...

 

Molech was here he was gone for a while

 

Sunshine boy

 

Brother Moon & Sister Sun,

 

remember me in times like these

 

Kamikaze

 

to be set free

 

Molech screams

 

eating delicious ice cream

 

tragedy

 

calamity

 

stand next to me

 

I go pee pee

 

poopy, cocky, stinky chesse

 

poopy cokcky, stinky cheese....

 

Kamikaze

 

with flames to please

 

 

 

 

 

after the parade

 

the fat lady sings

 

Kamikaze

 

take her lead

 

watch as I bleed

 

craving every need

 

follow me

 

follow me

 

in sincerity

 

Kamikaze

 

5 Newest Pieces By Mario Vitale

All Of Earth

piercing through the hearts door matter

all of earth has to shatter

what was the matter

in all my ways and distant clamor

there is a way that seems right to a man

yet in the end is the pathway of death

I must confess most of life is a test

to see if you'll trust in him

the one with the amazing plan

humble yourself beneath the tide

all but most just run away & hide

yet we must confide

nor let things slide

 

shaped through a dream my pretty child choose the day

 

 

 

Angelic Prowess

the reliance on the simple

increased to pop a pimple

sadness in your heart's flame

why is everyone insane

the thought of humble apathy

in living out my complete legacy

through spider web solace

on the sofa I will sweat

forget that we have met

the pilgrims progress

life is but a process

 

shades of black turned to grey

wouldn't have it any other way

shades of Pine with charcoal red

gone are the days of walking dead

the brigade of the simple

angelic prowess

 

 

 

Towards The Lighthouse

 

When the blue

goes out of the water

on late afternoons

lemon foam

 

and ochre

circle the beach

I see the lighthouse

in wind grass

 

green blown

in first light

hovers near

reflecting gulls, starfish

 

honeysuckle

I see the light

I know and become the light

whose finger

 

presses my mind

breaking and releasing

the dark pyramid

within

 

 

 

Some Will Go Before The Toss

 

 

caress with a kiss a passing fling

whispers in the park an angelic ring

space, traces & faces

look at all the lonely people

the stained glass & the church steeple

 

when I look deep into your eyes I can see a future

a beacon of light to a hurting world in need of love

 

how you have fought so hard & fierce

my one truest love is gone from here

 

a challenge to be free is a quest of time

my one solution is using my mind

 

living on the edge & its going to my head

sitting up at night all alone in bed

 

following a rainbow to the sky 

i see a dear vision of you pass me right by

 

you got to go through hell to get to heaven

shadows block the mere vortex of my eye

 

watch as you greet that vain passerby

love is gained it also has lost

humanities heaviest of cost

some will go before the toss

 

 

The Desires Of The Heart

 

today I see a light switch

flicked it with my finger

we are like the light switch

a tiff or tat an eerie switch

you should always pray

 

never lose hope

the joy of the Lord will make you strong

be satisfied with what you have

 

the lord won't leave his own people

 

trust in God and trust in me

he will not foorget the agreement he had with your ancestors,

pray and ask God and he will give you the desires of your heart

Radio Man

 

 

Back in the Summer of eighty five thank God I was still alive

 

music was filling the streets as I chilled by the strip

 

here's the trip many girls were dressed with flames both were not ashamed

 

the innocence of the day as I raged in a cage

 

there was folks with love swinging on its sod

 

there he stood the radio man with stereo in his hand

 

would rap to his music calling it sonic fusion cause he knew what he was doing

 

Break dance pants and folks playing hacky sack gave me a heart attack

 

those were the days getting lost in a purple haze better to act your age

 

yet for the radio man he had a plan

 

started block parties to raise money for his ailing uncle Freddie who had cancer

 

Radio was quite a dancer and fine tuned romancer on the village block he was the king

 

then one day many had need to pray Radio man went away to a mental facility

 

folks got word and thought it was absurd

 

there was no one else to entertain many grew insane

 

until a little time had passed then the Radio man was back

 

free styling cause he knew what he was doing

 

back on the mic never giving up on the fight

 

he was the center of attention with his brand new invention

 

a beat box mixer on his radio taking him places he needed to go

 

bust up the beat to promote the tempo it was Radio the king with his flow

 

always cracking jokes and smiling cause he had fish for frying no he ain't lying

 

Look To The Hills

walk with me through the passage of time

 

look to the hills hence comes my help

 

warm embrace spread abroad the place

 

make no mistake each step that we take call it fate

 

 

 

dig deeper then ever before

 

trying to even the score

 

shadows block the vortex from the eye

 

linger on in transient thought

 

 

 

to pour out the cadence

 

amidst the plot

 

to humbly think a lot

 

we each go through things

 

 

 

another door bells rings

 

Heightens of love

 

I longed awaited to see you, 

With breathless days till we met.

Emotions I fought with the deepest affection,

Counting every minute within great walls patiently.

Your masculine body I brushed with my fingers,

With immense love touched every inch of you.

Pure ecstasy drew our bodies as one,

Awaking a woman’s buried desire.

On the white blanket, you laid naked free,

Strong fingers embracing my breast gently.

Feeling soft gentle kisses around the neck,

Magnet my urge to the feeling of entice.

Blending your smell with aroma around,

Taste of you dwelled on my lips boundlessly.

Remembering how you pulled to grasp closer,

I so longed to be held near and ever deeper.

Hearing my breath while drowning in your arms,

I surrendered my love with the soul bound.

Read the geography of a woman’s body,

Uncovered for you with a sheer shyness.

A lonely heart beating for you wilder,

While the trebling voice sentence for the lost words.

Silent pain wrapped in a romantic nuance,

I lingered this moment to cherish with you!

A Beautiful Butterfly

The premise of my newest poetic piece reaches out to a woman suffering from bipolar disease she grows ill.

 

Further, realizes that life is short by listening to a beautiful song then gets touched by nature in the form of a butterfly...,

 

The woman reached out with everything in her very being to discover the presence of love.

 

Lastly, this is a touching piece I hope it will warm your heart.

 

 

 

 

 

A Beautiful Butterfly

 

 

 

 

 

she had a sultan swing swept above her hair

 

baby's hair with women's eyes reflective to share

 

she danced on a ring of fire yet throws back each challenge with a shrug

 

in light of the recent attacks on her life she is a victor

 

fighting back the tears from her eyes it came as no surprise

 

she moved to the tun of amazement in her veins

 

let me be the first to explain

 

 

 

a long time a go in a place so far away

 

she lay nestled in a corner of her room

 

she was diagnosed as bipolar and grew ill

 

in every attempt to help medicate we can call it fate

 

then one day she heard a beautiful song then destiny came through her eyes

 

she lingered long in her fantasy world with kings & queens

 

butterfly lay barren on her wall she was so cold took out a shawl

 

 

 

the butterfly flew outside her room out on the patio

 

taking her to sweet places she needed to know

 

in time the butterfly dazzled with an appeal of reason

 

perhaps it was in the changing of the season

 

she studied the beautiful butterfly with her eyes

 

days had passed still she had no reason to grasp where the butterfly went to

 

 

 

she sought with cadence through a tiny orb type crystal with a shaped heart

 

this would light the inner spark to what she had been waiting for

 

after the turning of events she saw the butterfly again this time it had grown to a mammoth queen...

 

the leaves were changing the side of the trees lied barren with moisture

 

cascading falls near her house with a cool crisp brook

 

she took a look and their was the butterfly friend in the air again

 

nature breeds cadence to the simple to take another look at its wonder

 

 

 

then there was a fatal day when the butterfly died she was frantic inside wanting to hide

 

there was no clear view of it coming alive so she buried it beneath the red sod

 

the cycle of life in its forbidden form gazed between the surface

 

helpless but never hopeless she slowly regained her confidence out of coincidence

 

out of tragedy she learned a clear lesson from the butterfly which is never relent to ever give up on the fight...,

 

until next time....