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Monthly Archives: May 2013
The Two-Minute Bible School
Broken believers comes through again.
Found this recently and felt it might bless you. It is almost a Bible survey course, and as about as brief as you can go without losing any kind of comprehension at all. I so hope you like this, if just for the novelty of it. I wish I could attribute it to someone. I have no idea. I wish them the best.
Posted in Poetry
Prompt 5
Naked somatic sylph underground depart light passing tether entice seamless
She was naked and sylph when she entered the room.
My inner self was calm but somatically my physical intentions were apparent.
Before I could get her attention she was pushed into the underground elevator.
And departed. I managed to get the next elevator after watching where her elevator stopped.
I counted each light that passed and realized that it didn’t stop on the floor I pushed.
I Thank Velvet who enticed me to use G.P.S. and was fortunate it was under her skin. An invisible tether.
That gave me seamless coverage of where I could find her.
Michael Yost
I misunderstood so forgive my first entry.
Prompt 5 Wordle Challenge
http://mindlovemisery.wordpress.com/2013/05/26/prompt-5-wordle-challenge/
Imagination
She tied my hands and feet with streams of left over satin
My imagination wants to resume our earlier passion
Looming large up ahead was her four poster bedroom
Then came the thoughts of my own sinking doom
How many people step aside or dive into their dreams
The old and passed prime also wants to play it seems
It was real as I knelt in front of your mirrored soul
Wanting to fill where my heart was that left a hole
The moon’s rising over the roads up ahead of me
No dreams for the near future that the dark clouds foresee
Expecting whatever bits and bytes that she might send
Left me running and reeling to the ones you let attend
© 2013 Michael Yost 05/24
My Earth Angel
My earth angel
Lost to the stars
Walking watching
Being pulled
From above
Leaving earth to
Serving on high
And above telling a lie
Our time is gone
I’m letting go
To find another
Who understands
Earth Angel
My requited love
© 2013 Michael Yost 05/21
http://mindlovemisery.wordpress.com/2013/05/19/prompt-4-music/
A Song from my birthday decade
http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_detailpage&v=vBnsNTBqzWQ
Dangling For Fish
Feet dangling at the end of the pier
Our poles had a few bites
Nothing to get excited about
Then Perry brought in an empty Miller Lite
Sunshine almost gone behind the lake
When we both hooked on good sized beasts
Both struggling not to lose our meal
We managed to fight and land our feast
© 2013 Michael Yost 03/17
Delegating
You left us without delegating
I know I’m splitting your curly hairs
It’s my responsibility now
To show we’re good under their glare
Is it confidence or consequents
To prove we have a great team
Or the cowards way of cutting staff
So not to hear their vacant screams
Coming back to see if your plan worked
The twist in your panties is your own bruising
In your absence we did better work
While your time off was your undoing
© 2013 Michael Yost 08/17
Posted in Poetry
Tagged Confidence, Consequents, Coward, Curley Hairs, Delegating, Team
Thin air
The higher I climb the thinner the air
Making different choices that seems rare
Nightmares brought me here and will bring me down
Unless I’m suited and not clowning around
Alone and thin air captures thinking
Having no one for sounding board linking
Almost at the top to plant the flag
There were no others so I could brag
First solo climbing and it makes mad
The blues came over me that made me sad
Conquering the mountain wasn’t what I thought it would be
Others warned but I would’t listen or agree
© 2013 Michael Yost 05/16
Sunshine blue skies please go away
The girl has found another and gone away.
With her went my future my life is filled with gloom
So day after day I stay locked up in my room.
I know to you, it might sound strange but I wish it would rain,
‘Cause so badly I wanna go outside
But everyone knows that a man ain’t supposed to cry
Listen, I gotta cry ’cause crying eases the pain,
Oh yeah, people this hurt I feel inside.
Words could never explain, I just wish it would rain.
Day in day out my tear-stained face
Pressed against the window pain,
My eyes search the skies desperately for rain,
Cause rain-drops will hide my tear -drops
And no one will ever know that I’m crying,
Crying when I go outside.
To the world outside my tears,
I refuse to explain, oh I wish it would rain,
Let it rain, let it rain.
I need rain to disguise the tears in my eyes.
Oh, let it rain.
I’m a man and I got my pride
Til’ it rains I’m gonna stay inside and let it rain.
Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group
This Then That Revisit
Can’t get no satisfaction
Not locking in on anything
Adrift on the wind caprice
Fourth line slips; like a greased pig
I started to change myself talk
Gaining new strength with every word
This is truly who I am today
I don’t need another cure
Versifying verifies our voice
The voice that holds us up high
As long as we write down our words
They’ll define who we are and we’ll not die
© 2012 Michael Yost 05/12
Continuance
Continuance Revisited
Purple, blue and green
Bruises not dreams
You barely see
Call the police
Causing you pain
Your black blood stains
You’ve seen his gun
Call nine one one
You love him still
One day he’ll kill
Son got the gun
Shot dad for fun
© 2011 Michael Yost
Posted in Poetry
Cold Again
Her side is cold again
Asking aloud what about us
I’ve have always been here
I did it this time by turning your head away
Nobody lives forever on the blue
Smaller than a grain of sand’s molecules
Single molecules one million times smaller than a grain
Tumbling in the abyss being pushed and pulled
The walls were cold and very white
Not unlike the foam from her ski do’s wake
I caused her to look away and she hit a boat
And her side will again be cold
© 2013 Michael Yost 05/06
Echoes of Life
The echoes, The echoes fade away
Like the sun, moon and the stars never stay
With relationships they seem to fade too
What’s a person going to do, to do
Louder I scream, stones underfoot stir
Causing my heart beat to echo for sure
Being close to the edge I back away
Stirring up more echoes some other day, day
© 2013 Michael Yost 05/06
Elephant Stepping on Toes
The angels were called last night
To escort a friend that died
His pain is finally gone and it’s
Hard to be happy asking why
Some places celebrate their death
Mourning is selfish, and doesn’t help
We want to hang on to them but
Hoping our pain and loss are shelved
© 2013 Michael Yost 04/29
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Dusty Shelves
I’ve been given a gift that will help many people
I was sitting alone and disturbed under the steeple
A lady came down and she sat down next to me
I greeted her with my best smile and she tapped my knee
All of sudden I was covered with electric volts
I jumped and almost fell but she steadied me from the jolt
She said,”Sit down now please and let me explain myself
Earlier I felt like an old book from a dusty shelve”
Next I expected Rod Sterling to walk out unfettered
But I encouraged her to tell me because I felt better
When she started explaining her countenance sparkled
“The pastor said some were receiving tools for the battle”
The people are going to spread peace a spirit of love
Breaking down the self made barriers that will bring more doves
The doves will rest on their arms for a moment
Leaving a pinch of peace and becoming His servant
The doves were spreading peace all over the land
As a huge timer would pass only a single piece of sand
Most of the people took the blessing and flew with the doves
Spreading peace for everyone with spirit of love
© 2013 Michael Yost 05/05
Six Foot Deep
You left the back door open
All my dreams and sheep were gone
You never had this power before
Curse your evil carousel clowns
Whisper brushing your cold ear
Go slowly so not to wake
Now increasing distance between us
As you jump on your failing brakes
The ghost of present moments
Trying to get my dreams and sheep
And I watch your failed attempts
Landing In and over six feet deep
© 2013 Michael Yost 05/03
Police Story
Pure inspiration.
As the flashing lights blinked in his rear view mirror, Jack took a long look his speedometer before slowing down: 73 in a 55 zone. Fourth time in as any months. How could a guy get caught so often? When his car had slowed to 10 miles an hour, Jack pulled over, but only partially. Let the cop worry about the potential traffic hazard. Maybe some other car will tweak his backside with a mirror. The cop was stepping out of his car, the big pad in hand.
Bob? Bob From Church? Jack sunk farther into his trench coat. This was worse than the coming ticket. A Christian cop catching a guy from his own church. A guy who happened to be a little eager to get home after a long day at the office. Jumping out of the car, he approached a man he saw every Sunday, a man…
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Michael's Lair 
