Poetic Justice

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My Darling's Touch
 
The golden sunlight swept inside
And cleared my mind of pain
As night time fell I settled back
And listened to the rain
During the day I live my life
No time to think of much
But night and dark and I'm alone
Missing my Darling's touch
He touched me deep inside my soul
Giving his love to me
Heart to heart and mind to mind
Is the way we were meant to be
So close we lived, so much we shared
Always having fun
However knowing all the time
Our lives could never merge as one
He worked on me all the time
Making me find a life
I found it in another place
Living without him is my strife
So now it's dark and I shall cry
I miss him so far away
But I'll succeed and our dream will come true
I'll go back for him one day

 
The Dream Is Over
 
Can't you see what went wrong
Are you ignoring all of this
These problems just can't be solved
By a simple little kiss
 
I feel so left out
I barely even exist
I have to get away
To see the life I missed
 
I know it's killing you
It hurts me just as bad
But what hurts even worse
Is what I may have had
 
We started out a dream
We lived that way too
But when the dream is over
What is one to do
 
The dream is finally over
This is real life now
It happened without my knowing it
I don't even know how
 
So please understand
Dreams don't turn to gold
It's time we both woke up
Before we get too old

The Collapse of the World

Where would your life be if the world ceased to turn round,

And what's below turned up and what's above fell down?

Would the blood rush to your head and still flow to your feet?

Would your heart carry on; would it be able to beat?

What would you do if your world was turned upside-down?

Would you be able to walk; would you drop from the ground?

Would you be able to stand if you tried with all might,

Or would you plummet from earth and fall into night?

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Would the land crumble in; would the ocean fall from the skies?

Would the clouds turn to tissue and catch the tears from sea's eyes?

Would the fish empty out; could they swim through the gloom,

Or would they fall into void and welcome sunlight as doom?

 *

Would the clouds drown in ocean or smother in rain?

Would plants be uprooted; would they shrivel in pain?

Would the fowls cease their flight and surrender their nest?

Would they be able to live if unable to rest?

 *

So, what would you do if your world was broken in two?

Really—please tell me—what would you do?


I Learned I Needed No One Else

 
I don't know what the moonlight means
Falling stars make me confused
Sentimental songs make me cry
More than once my heart was used
 
I try to be what I need
Yet the loneliness I can't end
I know I'm all I need in me
I don't need what the love god sends
 
Something about you I can't define
Inside me something burns
When you're with me I'm more myself
And thoughts take drastic turns
 
I've loved before, a time or two
At least I thought I did
Opened my heart and let someone in
But into heartache I'd always slid
 
But all my pain was not in vain
For I learned to love myself
That's something many never learn
I learned I needed no one else
 
Remember to maintain your safest maximum speed!

Joey

"How the Grinch Stole Marriage"  Copywrite (c) 2004 by Mary Ann Horton.                        

Every Gay down in Gayville liked Gay Marriage a lot......
But the Grinch, who lived just east of Gayville, did NOT!!

 

The Grinch hated happy Gays! The whole Marriage season!
Now, please don't ask why. No one quite knows the reason.
It could be his head wasn't screwed on just right.
It could be, perhaps, his Florsheims were too tight.
But I think the most likely reason of all was
His heart and brain were two sizes too small.

 

"And they're buying their tuxes!" he snarled with a sneer,
"Tomorrow's the first Gay Wedding! It's practically here!"
Then he growled, with his Grinch fingers nervously drumming,
"I MUST find some way to stop Gay Marriage from coming!"

 

For, tomorrow, he knew... All the Gay girls and boys
would wake bright and early. They'd rush for their vows!
And then! Oh, the Joys! Oh, the Joys!

 

And THEN they'd do something he liked least of all!
Every Gay down in Gayville the tall and the small,
would stand close together, all happy and blissing.
They'd stand hand-in-hand. And the Gays would start kissing!

 "I MUST stop Gay Marriage from coming! ...But HOW?"

 

"Then he got an idea! An awful idea!
THE GRINCH GOT A WONDERFUL, AWFUL IDEA!

 

""I know what to do!" The Grinch laughed in his throat.
And he went to his closet, grabbed his sheet and his hood.
And he chuckled, and clucked, with a great Grinchy word!
"With this beard and this cross, I look just like our Lord!"

 

""All I need is a Scripture..." The Grinch looked around.
But, true Scripture is scarce, there was none to be found.
Did that stop the old Grinch...? No! The Grinch simply said,
"With no Scripture on Marriage, I'll fake one instead!"
"It's one man and one woman," the Grinch falsely said.

 

"Then he broke in the courthouse. A rather tight pinch.
But, if Georgie could do it, then so could the Grinch.
The little Gay benefits hung in a row.
"These bennies," he grinned, "are the first things to go!"

 

"Then he slithered and slunk, with a smile most uncanny,
around the whole room, and he took every benny!
Health care for partners! Doctors for kiddies!
Tax rights! Adoptions! Pensions and Wills!
And he stuffed them in bags. Then the Grinch, with a chill,
Stuffed all the bags, one by one, in his bill.

 

"Then he slunk to the kitchen, and stole Wedding Cake.
He cleaned out that icebox and made it look straight.
He took the Gay-bar keys! He took the Gay Flag.
Why, that Grinch even took their last Gay birdseed bag!

 

""And NOW!" grinned the Grinch, "I will pocket their Rings."
And the Grinch grabbed the Rings, and he started to shove
when he heard a small sound like the coo of a dove.
He turned around fast, and off flew his hood.
Little Lisa-Bi Gay behind him sadly stood.
The Grinch had been caught by small Lisa-Bi.
She stared at the Grinch and said, "My, oh, my, why?"
"Why are you taking our Wedding Rings? WHY?"

 

"But, you know, that old Grinch was so smart and so slick
He thought up a lie, and he thought it up quick!
"Why, my sweet little tot," the fake Shepherd sneered,
"The judges are evil, the other states weird."
"I'll fix the rings there and I'll bring them back here."

 

"It was quarter past dawn... All the Gays, still a-bed,
all the Gays still a-snooze when he packed up and fled.
"Pooh-Pooh to the Gays!" he was grinch-ish-ly humming.
"They're finding out now no Gay Marriage is coming!"
"Their mouths will hang open a minute or two
then the Gays down in Gayville will all cry Boo-Hoo!"

 

"He stared down at Gayville! The Grinch popped his eyes!
Then he shook! What he saw was a shocking surprise!
Every Gay down in Gayville, the tall and the small,
was kissing! Without any bennies at all!
He HADN'T stopped Marriage from coming! IT CAME!
Somehow or other, it came just the same!

 

"And the Grinch, with his grinch-feet ice-cold in the snow,
stood puzzling and puzzling: "How could it be so?"
"It came without lawyers, no papers to sort!"
"It came without licenses, came without courts!"
And he puzzled three hours, till his puzzler was sore.
Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn't before!

 

""Maybe Marriage," he thought, "doesn't come from the court.
Maybe Marriage...perhaps... comes right from the heart.
Maybe Marriage comes from all the words the Gays say.
Words like Husband, like Wedding, and Spouse who is Gay."
And what happened then...? Well...in Gayville they say
that the Grinch's small brain grew three sizes that day!

 

"And the Gays had their Weddings. They promised for life.
They swore to be faithful, to Wife and her Wife.
The Husbands were happy, to each other they vowed
To be Out and be Honest, be Gay and be Proud.
They told all their neighbors and friends of their Spouse,
They told of their Marriage and sharing their house.
They said "We got Married." They shouted it loud.
Their marital status was "Married and Proud."

 

"And the minute his heart didn't feel quite so tight,
He whizzed with his load through the bright morning light.
And he brought back the rings, cake and Gay birdseed bags!
And he... ...HE HIMSELF... hung the Gay Rainbow Flag!

 

"The Lord looked down, at the proud and the tall,
and said "These are my children, and I love them all."

 Alone in the Dark  
   
Setting here alone in the dark, as my heart beats a silent rhythm for someone to love me. 
I feel the frighten heart beats of my own heart as I walk alone in the dark with a dirty soul.
I am but an angel whose dirty face has, two eyes that see life different,
one eye is open to all I dream about for love,  but my other eye is closed.
 
It’s closed to all my dreams, all my hopes and my wishful thinking, because my frighten heart has been knocked down alone in the dark so many times when I thought I had found my way to the light that is love.

Sometimes I feel so dirty because I am alone in the dark and all the water in my world cannot wash me clean enough to give me a love pure enough to bring me back from the dark, where I am setting on the edge of fading away unseen, unheard and unknown of.

Sometimes I feel so alone in the dark and all the lights in my world cannot light my path home to you.
Where are you, my love one who I keep hoping will find me in my fade to a decent from
the darkness that keeps my heart and my soul a prisoner alone in the dark.
 
My heart is breaking; I have taken all the hurt I can endure.

Sure enough someone will tell me ,love will find me when I am not looking, but
how can i look when i can't see past this darkness?
So who's looking, who's thinking i am still looking?
 
I have not seen any thing for so long because I am setting alone in the dark,
 so excuse me if I tell you to go to hell with you're bent, unaware logic, because you know nothing about me.
 
Now here i am , as I sit alone in the dark , waiting for the love i cant look for.
 
How fuc* 'd up is love and how fuck 'd up am I from wanting love but to afraid to look ? 

The Camel

You are the straw, and the camel has died
He lies just over that hill, on his side
The final word spoken and brought to fruition
Cracking his spine in a snap of volition

The animal, once strong, now to death submits
Killed by a word that fell from your lips
A metaphor of love and the ills of relation
I mourn his passing, with little consolation

Like so many before him, he was steady and true
Until his load he could not bear, and was downed by you
Killed intentionally and with premeditation
His blood flows softly holding your incrimination


Shame On Me? Shame On You!
 
God bless those who are blinded,
for they cannot see,
beyond the hate they were taught
through legacy.
People fear what they don't understand or can't explain.
Is that why you look at him
and him in shame?
"GOD HATES FAGS"
are the signs they carry.
They hate in your name God,
isn't that scary?
They spit on the woman
who has every right to choose.
They turn their backs on anyone
who doesn't believe the way they do.
Fallow their rules or
they will make it a law.
Separation of church and state,
do they recognize that at all?
Narrow minded holier than thou people,
in your hypocritical church
with your self-righteous steeple.
Judging all the time
how everyone else is so wrong.
How dare you tell anyone
who they can love or where they belong.
What would they do
if everyone were the same?
With no one to hate
and no one to blame
for all the sin they protrude?
You better believe the way that they do
And if not,well then,to hell with you.

Love is Blind

Pain
 
Listening to the rain,
Feeling the pain,
Like the stinging of a bee,
Wondering why this happened to me.
 
Moving from room to room,
Everything like a tomb,
Liking how things use to be,
Wondering why this happened to me.
 
Recalling memories from the past,
Never knowing how long they will last,
Remembering how things use to be,
Wondering why this happened to me.
 
Looking at and watching the moon,
Hoping he would come home soon,
Knowing it can never be,
Wondering why this happened to me.