• Secret Ride (magic of Poetic Voice)

    He came at night,
    On a wind of heat.
    A bead of sweat,
    On lips so sweet.
    “Come with me”
    He whispered close.
    They are all asleep,
    Said, my sexy host.
    I crawled out of bed.
    On crumpled sheets.
    A teddy that cling,
    To my heat.
    Just be quiet.
    It will be fun.
    No one will know,
    Not even one.
    Once ins…Read More

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    Perception

    It is very strangeTo be a human.To percept a human.To exist.

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    My Favorite French Poem

    © 2025My Favorite French PoemC'est la vie,C'est la guerre,C'est les pommes de terre.

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    • Hi, Usha. Thanks for reading it, and I would love to help you; but part of the plot for this story is to use your computer or phone to search the web for a French to English translator and use it to tell you the words in English. The translator aps are free to use, mostly. Or you could go back to school and study the French language like I did, and now I know enough French to write a French poem, and this is the only time and place in my life that my education has paid off. Huzzah! Well, now you’ve got the tool to get the words — but that won’t tell you the meaning. That’s for you to figure out. Not even a fancy education like mine will give you that. You will need to think hard about what the words mean. They say different things to different people, Usha. Perhaps the original meaning is known only by the author.

    • I know those words! Only French I actually know. And I’ve used that phrase myself a time or two

      • Really? I wrote this more than 50 years ago when I was a young, horny USAF airman stationed in Germany, to impress a young French girl on our first date. She giggled, but it was our last date. How could you have possibly known that phrase? I never wrote it down anywhere until I posted it here! Where did you learn it?

        • My best friend growing up had a grandmother who was rather eccentric. She would make us ride in the backseat of her battleship olive green and wood paneled station wagon and randomly say things. We always paid attention because they were usually worth hearing. She said it one day on her way to drop us off at the state fair. It stuck in my head all these years. 😊

          • Amazing! Perhaps we are related in some bizarro way! Ah, C’est la vie qui nous apprend et non l’école

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    I did that only once ever with you.You were sick of all the holes in your sweater.And I felt like you deserved better. And the glimmer in your eyes shine.It tells me,it's finally time.For I don't want to look at...

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    What's the point of life.Other creatures don't ask that question So in some ways human beings are cursed. Cursed because they recall the past, cursed because they imagine a future,cursed because they can think at all.What's the point of...

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