Chasin' Chickens

[My Erotic Tale]

My waking eyes crack open like a chick from it's egg,
from the warmth of where I nested in slumber
struggling to come alive I shed my sleeping shell.

There is uniform in routine,
the body slips into automatic pilot
rubbing my eyes and walking without sight
down a path traveled daily, with only a few incidents
like when I stub my toe, so I stay to left while making that curve.

You do your duties then you get to play
that is how we have geared our days.

 

[My Erotic Tale]

Walking over water
on a wood slated pier
I find
my tranquility here!

Gentle slapping
against the pillons
sunset reflecting
on the horizon!

light breeze brushes
bringing scents clear
reality's perch
I meditate here

 

[RhymeFairy]

Friendship

Friendship turns to love
So easily it seems
Days pass into night
With effortless ease

Slow smiles escape
Many words rush forth
Hearts set fire
Minds intertwine
Souls collide

Courtship
Complete

 

[templeminded]

'Angers' song

A river of emotions came flooding over me,
contained only by the dam of self control.

All of the thoughts I was trying to say
bottled up in the neck of the mind's word filter.

My heart pounds strong
My fist curls to a knot!

I don't even recall what the exact words were,
it was more the way that they were thrown at me.

Why do I humble to
a boasterous, unsettled minds arragance
allowing their idiocy to spin and dance.

Compassion for ignorance?
My body weight shifts towards my right!

Verbal arrows target missing their mark.
Did you expect me to stand and say nothing?

I tossed the arrows back and they found their mark,
I believe your words yell from a cold and confussed heart.

I turn and walk away!

I felt a hand grasp my shoulder along with sharp toned words
... and I smiled ...
For you can not hold a storm, perhaps I forgot to warn.
As lightening struck him, during Angers song!

"Call 911!"

I am swimming in, a bag of denial
drowning as, I'm going senial

Wanting to bolt, and run away from me
while wrapping myself, in everlasting ecstasy

Natural order and balance, they are gone
the light known as energy, it can not be shone

I know only sorrow, i can feel only pain
the calm centered stillness, it has turned into rain

My soul could float away, then only hope would remain
to stop my soul from swapping, on a ghostly plain

With my destiny unfolding, right before my eyes
i quickly put on my life jacket, and pray no-one dies

BY: SANDRA CAMPBELL (LILLEY)

 

[Du Lac]

Earth: Solid zen~

A star spew a spark from itself,
born an ecliptic flame, encircled to spin around it's parent
Inferno fury entangled in rivers of molten lava swirling
Volcanoes spew into cold winds, maturing

Pregnant darkness flowing from chaotic energy,
Steam blooms from liquid fire,
burning womb birthing Obsidian spirits
frozen gems of a first breath.

Red and black planet swirls within itself,
fire fighting form, retreating to the core of it's lair
Smoldering gaseous fumes swirl and rise
valiant winds drift in trails, hardening all but red rivers.

A burning junkyard of Nova wreckage,
turtle's shell cools below a spinning moon,
Water nativity: recycling furnace delivers pools . . . ripened oceans,
Adam's ale breathes life into a cell. (this line needs work or not lol)

Ice began to nip at mountain tops,
as the twirling hot rock shot across the cold stars,
leashed and locked into a spinning that began to cycle.
Liquid pooled and swell under condensated clouds.

Tiny roots float within liquid air,
timeless travel of placenta dreams,
thrust upon open space,
Survival: slender fingers laced into soil planting life anew.

Leaf-lets grew and lay over leaf-lets,
a line in the sand at the water's surface.
Microscopic breaths in deep blue seas.
Tiny imprints track across a white beach.

Infinity swirls dancing thru growth,
Primal and wild no mind with a plan,

working working working... bumping so I may try to revive that creative breath in me that this material world feeds off of and leaves me hollow
du~

 

[My Erotic Tale]

Earth: Solid zen~

A star spew a spark from itself,
born an ecliptic flame, encircled to spin around it's parent
Inferno fury entangled in rivers of molten lava swirling
Volcanoes spew into cold winds, maturing

Pregnant darkness flowing from chaotic energy,
Steam blooms from liquid fire,
burning womb birthing Obsidian spirits
frozen gems of a first breath.

Red and black planet swirls within itself,
fire fighting form, retreating to the core of it's lair
Smoldering gaseous fumes swirl and rise
valiant winds drift in trails, hardening all but red rivers.

A burning junkyard of Nova wreckage,
turtle's shell cools below a spinning moon,
Water nativity: recycling furnace delivers pools . . . ripened oceans,
Adam's ale breathes life into a cell. (this line needs work or not lol)

Ice began to nip at mountain tops,
as the twirling hot rock shot across the cold stars,
leashed and locked into a spinning that began to cycle.
Liquid pooled and swell under condensated clouds.

Tiny roots float within liquid air,
timeless travel of placenta dreams,
thrust upon open space,
Survival: slender fingers laced into soil planting life anew.

Leaf-lets grew and lay over leaf-lets,
a line in the sand at the water's surface.
Microscopic breaths in deep blue seas.
Tiny imprints track across a white beach.

Infinity swirls dancing thru growth,
Primal and wild no mind with a plan,

working working working... bumping so I may try to revive that creative breath in me that this material world feeds off of and leaves me hollow
du~

okay cool...I need to refocus and find my next spree

 

[My Erotic Tale]

Friendship turns to love
So easily it seems
Days pass into night
With effortless ease

Slow smiles escape
Many words rush forth
Hearts set fire
Minds intertwine
Souls collide

Courtship
Complete

hello~

and welcome~
feel free to share, write, and or post any time <grin>

 

[My Erotic Tale]

I am swimming in, a bag of denial
drowning as, I'm going senial

Wanting to bolt, and run away from me
while wrapping myself, in everlasting ecstasy

Natural order and balance, they are gone
the light known as energy, it can not be shone

I know only sorrow, i can feel only pain
the calm centered stillness, it has turned into rain

My soul could float away, then only hope would remain
to stop my soul from swapping, on a ghostly plain

With my destiny unfolding, right before my eyes
i quickly put on my life jacket, and pray no-one dies

BY: SANDRA CAMPBELL (LILLEY)

excellent tail~
and superfabulous poetry <grin>
I think you been practicing <snicker>
marvelous-tastic~

 

[My Erotic Tale]

I am swimming in, a bag of denial
drowning as, I'm going senial

Wanting to bolt, and run away from me
while wrapping myself, in everlasting ecstasy

Natural order and balance, they are gone
the light known as energy, it can not be shone

I know only sorrow, i can feel only pain
the calm centered stillness, it has turned into rain

My soul could float away, then only hope would remain
to stop my soul from swapping, on a ghostly plain

With my destiny unfolding, right before my eyes
i quickly put on my life jacket, and pray no-one dies

BY: SANDRA CAMPBELL (LILLEY)

My ESP is working so good, I commented
on this poem, it posted, I commented...
then realized it is tomorrows date ...it disappeared <laughing my...
isn't that ESP??????

(extra syco person)
I commented and voted and it aint out yet...
damn I'm getting good <bigrin>

 

[My Erotic Tale]

Some times you'll find
yourself in the rain,
with out an umbrella
when the showering,
begins.

Some people are books
and others are water,
it's just not a good idea
to put them together.

Facts are facts
and that's that,
let it be like water
off a Ducks back.

Breakfast is served
but I forgot the milk
I ran so quickly
on the way back it was
spilt.

Your running late
the kids are screaming
you blow out a tire
and wish you were dreaming

Facts are facts
and that's that,
let it be like water
off a Ducks back.​

 

[templeminded]

My ESP is working so good, I commented
on this poem, it posted, I commented...
then realized it is tomorrows date ...it disappeared <laughing my...
isn't that ESP??????

(extra syco person)
I commented and voted and it aint out yet...
damn I'm getting good <bigrin>

i knew that ESP would kick in sooner or later
but how'd you get that good? LOL

 

[My Erotic Tale]

i knew that ESP would kick in sooner or later
but how'd you get that good? LOL

they accidentally posted it early then took it off,
perhaps they feared it would stop the flow of reads
to yesterdays poems???

any way It was great timing...<grin> and a great poem

 

[My Erotic Tale]

A Scarlett Rose blossoms

Scarlett red Southern sky
in summer swelter of mid july
along a rose bed stone path walk
two lovers engrossed in tickle talk

'peanuts aint a *****le branch...'
ya know'
Miss Scarlett a rose
'a lucrative swell
to my dear fathers dowell'

Seargent Sylvester struted his pace
the garden walk along the big rivers face
casuall sway of Miss Scarlett's dress
like summer oats in windy waves flash

"Your Father's plantation..
has nothing to do with our relation"
the seargent armed with a gripping hand
twirling Scarlett to the chest of this un Gentle man

"I do de-clare'
you have a rough'ian flare...seargent"
fire eye'd stare from lips that quiver
locking vision of four pools passion

"You intice me Miss Scarlett,"
Seargents grip... sliding... gliding ... riding
the small of the lady in red
like a genie's lamp feathered

Lips taunting a taste
sweet Scarlett did brace
mouths messed in savor
tasting forever

pressing... passion
tongues... lashing
fingers ...grasping
explode...in seperation

Miss Scarlet stepped back
back lash of a reality attack
"You Know I do declare seargent,
you can certainly take a girls breath away"

"Will you marry me Miss Scarlett?"
The seargent again plead
Scarlett twirled like little girls glee
"No," she said with her hair of bunned red

"Your off to war and get your member shot off
or worse a leg, how can I live with that?"
Scarlett huffed a rose garden pace
toying with a frilled stranded lace

"It's my job," the seargent gripped again an arm
Scarlett whisped away from his graspping charm
"This is my home," Miss Scarlet moan
curling locks in sensuious swing

The confederate soldiers stopped watch clinged
"Miss Scarlett I must make the Hollow...
but my heart will be with you in follow!"
a quick kiss springed

lips smacked puckered
a quick glance then ushered
flushed cheeks blush
marching off in a rush

The Seargent made the row
then off on horse he rode
capped wave gallop
past spanish moss's pallet

Miss Scarlett's red dress 'strowed'
across Mansion's lawn's flow
Quick stop in pose
"Sniff"...the Scarlett Rose

 

[Du Lac]

Earth: Solid zen~

A star spew a spark from itself,
born an ecliptic flame, encircled to spin around it's parent
Inferno fury entangled in rivers of molten lava swirling
Volcanoes spew into cold winds, maturing

Pregnant darkness flowing from chaotic energy,
Steam blooms from liquid fire,
burning womb birthing Obsidian spirits
frozen gems of a first breath.

Red and black planet swirls within itself,
fire fighting form, retreating to the core of it's lair
Smoldering gaseous fumes swirl and rise
valiant winds drift in trails, hardening all but red rivers.

A burning junkyard of Nova wreckage,
turtle's shell cools below a spinning moon,
Water nativity: recycling furnace delivers pools . . . ripened oceans,
Adam's ale breathes life into a cell.

Ice began to nip at mountain tops,
as the twirling hot rock shot across the cold stars,
leashed and locked into a spinning that began to cycle.
Liquid pooled and swell under condensated clouds.

Tiny roots float within liquid air,
timeless travel of placenta dreams,
thrust upon open space,
Survival: slender fingers laced into soil planting life anew.

Leaf-lets grew and lay over leaf-lets,
a line in the sand at the water's surface.
Microscopic breaths in deep blue seas.
Tiny imprints track across a white beach.

Infinity churns, dancing thru growth,
Primal and wild no mind with a plan,
Perfection's zest brews in evolving cycles,
Beast, man and plant relentlessly savor Nirvana.
will continue to work on it....
du~

 

[My Erotic Tale]

cool beans....grin

 

[My Erotic Tale]

A Scarlett Rose blossoms

Scarlett red Southern sky
in summer swelter of mid july
along a rose bed stone path walk
two lovers engrossed in tickle talk

'peanuts aint a *****le branch...'
ya know'
Miss Scarlett a rose
'a lucrative swell
to my dear fathers dowell'

Seargent Sylvester struted his pace
the garden walk along the big rivers face
casuall sway of Miss Scarlett's dress
like summer oats in windy waves flash

"Your Father's plantation..
has nothing to do with our relation"
the seargent armed with a gripping hand
twirling Scarlett to the chest of this un Gentle man

"I do de-clare'
you have a rough'ian flare...seargent"
fire eye'd stare from lips that quiver
locking vision of four pools passion

"You intice me Miss Scarlett,"
Seargents grip... sliding... gliding ... riding
the small of the lady in red
like a genie's lamp feathered

Lips taunting a taste
sweet Scarlett did brace
mouths messed in savor
tasting forever

pressing... passion
tongues... lashing
fingers ...grasping
explode...in seperation

Miss Scarlet stepped back
back lash of a reality attack
"You Know I do declare seargent,
you can certainly take a girls breath away"

"Will you marry me Miss Scarlett?"
The seargent again plead
Scarlett twirled like little girls glee
"No," she said with her hair of bunned red

"Your off to war and get your member shot off
or worse a leg, how can I live with that?"
Scarlett huffed a rose garden pace
toying with a frilled stranded lace

"It's my job," the seargent gripped again an arm
Scarlett whisped away from his graspping charm
"This is my home," Miss Scarlet moan
curling locks in sensuious swing

The confederate soldiers stopped watch clinged
"Miss Scarlett I must make the Hollow...
but my heart will be with you in follow!"
a quick kiss springed

lips smacked puckered
a quick glance then ushered
flushed cheeks blush
marching off in a rush

The Seargent made the row
then off on horse he rode
capped wave gallop
past spanish moss's pallet

Miss Scarlett's red dress 'strowed'
across Mansion's lawn's flow
Quick stop in pose
"Sniff"...the Scarlett Rose

A Scarlett Rose dance

twilight in black southern stars
breezing swinging moss sway
across gulf winds plantation bars
wagon rumbling stops, at the Govenor's 'gayla'

In walk's Miss Scarlet
a red feathered cloud a drift
The Banquet Ball of the Govenor's draw
gayaty gathering for a social paw'

Gentlemen smiles and polite "How Do's"
A scarlett rose in hand, a new
She crossed the sea of eye's and grins
to the balconey of cool summer winds

embraced the night as her hands touch the rail
inside the roars and cheers trail
inner thoughts of emptiness sails
adjusted her breast for better flare

"Champagne Ma'dam"
a glass offered from a white gloved hand
whiskers twisted long curled strand
chuckles from a gigglish charmed southern girl

"I am Jon claude"
Proudly taking the Scarlet rose in hand
lips gentle lay upon willing skin
Miss Scarlett pleasured a grin

The hold long held
with finger tips sensuious feel
gazing into distant stars
"And you are?"

"Oh where are my manners...
I am Miss Scarlett of Peanut plantation grove."
A slight fluster arose
taking back her hand

towards the night she swelled
the gentleman trailed
"To borrow from the cliche'
a rose by any other name is but a bud
to your blossoming beauty, Miss Scarlet
of pee-not pan ation groove!"

"Well ain't that some horse shit"
Miss Scarlet blurted then tried to swallow
words retrieved to late, unsleeved
"Pardon my french," Miss Scarlet relent

The echoed sound of a new song sounded
"Shall we dance, Miss Scarlett?"
Her glass became grounded
the center of the balconey they faced and rounded

like sheets layed over a line
the two souls collide
toe to toe they meet
soaring from side to side

Hands layed together
like a soft down feather
eyes glued to a new
closing gap's wrath

melting together in soft southern swing
hearts beating a new strumming spring
feet sway and shuffle
togethers light muffle

band blast a rally
the dancers tilly tallied
doubled timed in step
then dipped Miss Scarlett swept

held over bound
the music drowned
by hearts beating frill
staring into shear will

lips close as a hair's rise
deep passion's blue glazed eyes
The kiss unsurprised
desires fly

Songs run one into another
two birds stayed on balconeys flutter
blending together like two sticks of butter
near passions flame lightly muttered

an escorted Buck-board buggie ride home
a Foreign Gentleman and Miss Scarlett
night crickets dixie swamp serenade
laughter across empty fields wept

rythme in a squeaky buggy ride
to the mansion the horse's stride
in the arms of a man from another land
long summer lip kisses strand

wagon bed twinkled
but don't tell the steeple
a southern belle's luster
with a foreign muster

Dixie Mansion doorway 'goodbyes'
finger tips release and cry
ino the night down spanish moss row
goes another love of Miss Scarlett Rose.

 

[My Erotic Tale]

A Scarlett Rose blossoms

Scarlett red southern sky
in summer swelter of mid july
along a rose bed stone path walk
two lovers engrossed in tickle talk

'peanuts aint a *****le branch...'
ya know'
Miss Scarlett a rose
'a lucrative swell
to my dear fathers dowell'

Seargent Sylvester struted his pace
the garden walk along the big rivers face
casuall sway of Miss Scarlett's dress
like summer oats in windy waves flash

"Your Father's plantation..
has nothing to do with our relation"
the seargent armed with a gripping hand
twirling Scarlett to the chest of this un Gentle man

"I do de-clare'
you have a rough'ian flare...seargent"
fire eye'd stare from lips that quiver
locking vision of four pools passion

"You intice me Miss Scarlett,"
Seargents grip... sliding... gliding ... riding
the small of the lady in red
like a genie's lamp feathered

Lips taunting a taste
sweet Scarlett did brace
mouths messed in savor
tasting forever

pressing... passion
tongues... lashing
fingers ...grasping
explode...in seperation

Miss Scarlet stepped back
back lash of a reality attack
"You Know I do declare seargent,
you can certainly take a girls breath away"

"Will you marry me Miss Scarlett?"
The seargent again plead
Scarlett twirled like little girls glee
"No," she said with her hair of bunned red

"Your off to war and get your member shot off
or worse a leg, how can I live with that?"
Scarlett huffed a rose garden pace
toying with a frilled stranded lace

"It's my job," the seargent gripped again an arm
Scarlett whisped away from his graspping charm
"This is my home," Miss Scarlet moan
curling locks in sensuious swing

The confederate soldiers stopped watch clinged
"Miss Scarlett I must make the Hollow...
but my heart will be with you in follow!"
a quick kiss springed

lips smacked puckered
a quick glance then ushered
flushed cheeks blush
marching off in a rush

The Seargent made the row
then off on horse he rode
capped wave gallop
past spanish moss's pallet

Miss Scarlett's red dress 'strowed'
across Mansion's lawn's flow
Quick stop in pose
"Sniff"...the Scarlett Rose

(chapter one)
A Scarlett Rose: A Gayla

Twilight in black southern stars
breezing swinging moss sway
across gulf winds plantation bars
wagon rumbling stops,
at the Govenor's 'Gayla.'

The Banquet Ball
of the Govenor's draw
'gayaty' gathering for a social paw.
A red feathered cloud a drift
when a Scarlett Rose walks in.

Gentlemen smiles and polite "How Do's"
A Scarlett rose in hand, white glove new.
She crossed the sea of eye's and grins
to the balconey of
cool summer winds.

Embraced the night
as her hands touch the rail
inside the roars and cheers trail,
inner thoughts of emptiness sails
adjusted her breast for better flare.

"Champagne Ma'dam"
a glass offered from another white gloved hand
whiskers twisted long curled strand
chuckles from a gigglish
charmed southern girl.

"I am Jon Claude,"
Proudly taking
the Scarlet Rose in hand
lips gentle lay upon willing skin
Miss Scarlett pleasured a grin.

His hand's hold long held
with finger tips sensuious feel
gazing into two distant stars
he asked politely,
"And you are?"

"Oh where are my manners...
I am Miss Scarlett
of Peanut plantation grove."
A slight fluster arose
taking back her hand, she glowed.

Towards the night she swelled
the gentleman trailed
"To borrow from the cliche'
a rose by any other name is but a bud
to your blossoming beauty, Miss Scarlet
of pee-not pan ation groove!"

"Well ain't that some horse shit!"
Miss Scarlett blurted then tried to swallow
words retrieved to late, unsleeved
"Pardon my french,"
Miss Scarlet relent.

The echoed sound of a new song sounded
"Shall we dance, Miss Scarlett?"
Her glass became grounded
the center of the balconey
they faced and rounded.

Like a sheet layed over a line
the two souls softly collide
toe to toe they meet
soaring and sailing
from side to side.

Hands layed together
like a soft down feather
eyes glued to a new
closing gap's wrath
across the balcony adrift.

Lips as close as a hair's rise
deep passion's blue glazed eyes
The kiss unsurprised
desires fly
virtues subside.

Songs run one into another
two birds stayed on balconeys flutter
blending together like two sticks of butter
near passions flame
words lightly muttered

An escorted Buck-board buggie ride home
a Foreign Gentleman and Miss Scarlett Rose
night crickets dixie swamp serenade
laughter across empty fields wept
Two bodies closely kept.

Rythme in a squeaky buggy ride
to the mansion the horse's stride
in the arms of a man from another land
long summer lip kisses strand
She felt his searching hand.

Wagon bed twinkled
but don't tell the steeple
a southern belle's luster
with a foreign muster
passionate emotions rippled.

Dixie Mansion doorway 'goodbyes'
finger tips release and cry
ino the night down spanish moss row
goes another love ...
of a Scarlett Rose.

 

[My Erotic Tale]

A Scarlett Rose:

Chapter Two ~
'Confederate Rough-ian'

Scarlet red southern sky
in summer swelter of mid july
along a rose bed stone path walk
two lovers engrossed in tickle talk.

Honeysuckle sweet filled the air
magnolia flower tree's shade shared.
In plush green grass a flower pose
the blossoming of Miss Scarlett Rose

A blanket spread of peticular brush
batting eyes of a Rose's blush
"I do declare, a seargent's stare"
Scarlett Rose said with her southern flare.

"I haven't seen my sweet Scarlett..
in god only knows..."
His hand took her's
he began his prose.

On a day of a picnic
where towns people didn't gather
on one knee was a seargent
Miss Scarlett was flattered.

"You keep avoiding my question."
Seargent Sylvester said while trailing each finger
Shuffling with out ease
sweaty palm toyed and linger.

Her eyes locked in look
and sweet southern smile,
"Yes I'll marry you,"
Miss Scarlett said, wide eye'd.

"When you retire from the confederate army."
Miss Scarlett proclaimed.
"Not that again,"
the Seargent's sulken look framed.

She gave him a kiss that knocked him off his knees
rolled him in the grass under the Magnolia tree's.
Little light giggles mixed with sweet kisses.
Love blossomed for the Scarlett Misses.

The seargent was firm
with a gripping hand.
Pulled Scarlett to the chest
of this un Gentle man.

"I do de-clare'
you have a rough-ian flare...seargent."
Fire eye'd stare from lips that quiver
locking vision of four pools in passion.

"You intice me Miss Scarlett,"
Seargents grip... sliding... gliding ... riding
the 'small' of the lady in red
like a genie's lamp feathered.

Lips taunted a taste
sweet Scarlett did brace
mouths messed in savor
tasting forever.

pressing ... passionately
tongues ... lashing
fingers ... grasping
lips ... pressing

Miss Scarlet took a breath
back lash of a reality attack.
"You Know ... I do declare seargent,
you can certainly take a girls breath away"

Pressing against pulp wood
along the shady magnolia grove,
at a picnic a Lady was savored,
the sweet Miss Scarlett Rose~

 

[My Erotic Tale]

Earth: Solid zen~

A star spew a spark from itself,
born an ecliptic flame, encircled to spin around it's parent
Inferno fury entangled in rivers of molten lava swirling
Volcanoes spew into cold winds, maturing

Pregnant darkness flowing from chaotic energy,
Steam blooms from liquid fire,
burning womb birthing Obsidian spirits
frozen gems of a first breath.

Red and black planet swirls within itself,
fire fighting form, retreating to the core of it's lair
Smoldering gaseous fumes swirl and rise
valiant winds drift in trails, hardening all but red rivers.

A burning junkyard of Nova wreckage,
turtle's shell cools below a spinning moon,
Water nativity: recycling furnace delivers pools . . . ripened oceans,
Adam's ale breathes life into a cell.

Ice began to nip at mountain tops,
as the twirling hot rock shot across the cold stars,
leashed and locked into a spinning that began to cycle.
Liquid pooled and swell under condensated clouds.

Tiny roots float within liquid air,
timeless travel of placenta dreams,
thrust upon open space,
Survival: slender fingers laced into soil planting life anew.

Leaf-lets grew and lay over leaf-lets,
a line in the sand at the water's surface.
Microscopic breaths in deep blue seas.
Tiny imprints track across a white beach.

Infinity churns, dancing thru growth,
Primal and wild no mind with a plan,
Perfection's zest brews in evolving cycles,
Beast, man and plant relentlessly savor Nirvana.
will continue to work on it....
du~

bumpity bump bump bump
Hi ho Hi ho
poem writing I will go <grin>

 

[templeminded]

bumpity bump bump bump
Hi ho Hi ho
poem writing I will go <grin>

hey my love, it hasn't been anounced yet (well to me only) but......
READY TO BE A GRANDPA AGAIN? LOL yep, stacy!
love you babe

 

[My Erotic Tail]

hey my love, it hasn't been anounced yet (well to me only) but......
READY TO BE A GRANDPA AGAIN? LOL yep, stacy!
love you babe

no way...stacey james I hope ...grin grumble grumpy grinin

 

[templeminded]

no way...stacey james I hope ...grin grumble grumpy grinin

LOL....nice try my love but then that would make you great uncle
not GRANDPA (big grin). i'll give you points for trying though

 

[My Erotic Tale]

LOL....nice try my love but then that would make you great uncle
not GRANDPA (big grin). i'll give you points for trying though

well let me know when they know for sure,
well shiver me timbers

 

[My Erotic Tale]

A Scarlett Rose:
Chapter Three~
"Blue Bellie Blazes"

Grey clouds gone Blue skies rise
winds of change in a Yankee suprise
plantation fields looking thin
along the tree line were marching men.

Abraham's army coming to the front door
the perils of fear in a civil war
walking across the front porch floor
a Scarlett Rose, a shot-gun and more.

An Union Officer approached on a black steed
"I am here on behalf of Grant," he plead
a shot gun blast went through the air
Miss Scarlett ejected and injected a shot gun shell dare

"Put that away," father did say
taking the gun from Scarlett, "away,"
Miss Scarlett submitted in a huff
Father, being a gentleman, in the ruff.

"What can I do for you?"
father asked kindly
to the soldier in blue
nearing was his crew.

"We require feed and water
for the horses, we can barter,"
the Captan sounded
eyeing, father's daughter.

A Handsome man upon a proud horse
persuasive smile clean shaven of course
stepping down with grace and ease
Miss Scarlett slightly pleased.

The Captan and Father did their bidding
Miss Scarlett didn't stay hidden
when the deal was shook and done
Captain and Scarlett gazed in the sun.

"And who is the spunky lady in red?"
The Captain removed the hat from his head
walking closer to Miss Scarlett's step
was a Scarlett Rose's fiesty pep.

"My name is Captain Doodle...
we're setting up a base camp near town...
...hope to see you around!"
He said, looking Miss Scarlett rose, up and down

"I do declare...your joshin' me...right?"
Miss Scarlett said with a wee bit of spite
the smile went and mounted
spun the horse end rounded.

A tipped hat grin in a controlled spin
Racing down the spanish moss row
winds of change did gingerly blow
a smiling glow of a Scarlett Rose.

 

[templeminded]

well let me know when they know for sure,
well shiver me timbers

WELL THEY KNOW FOR SURE NOW. GOT CALL LAST NIGHT
SHE IS! here we go again
i still have his last one in our second house. lol
have a good day babe LOL