Poetry any motion

Hi!
I am
waving

Oceaned

in e-motion

dry skin
lotioned

with real emotions

enough about that notion (lol)

J

a
sin

J

A
Son

Mom nicknamed "JJ"
"What a Son!"

of
a
Basturd

THE WORD
on the street is

His father
was a Jerk

a mole

A slippery flake

Quarter Golfer
Quarter Gopher
Quarter Goat Fur
Quarter Snake

All four one hundred percents sake

A bad date
for any mate

a good reason to
Escape
and Casterate!


No Wait!
That could've been my Fate.

i take that Back

and stab it (devil face)

just repaying
the flavor (nasty taste)

he gave her

and I

The ungood no good bad taste

In our mouths gone south

Oh still
I'd kill

Only It wasn't until

many years later
the night
my mother told me
he pushed her into
his electric
railroad train track
with me in the womb
as she flew back
crashing into it through
the glass
as it spashed
it splattered in pieces
frenzied to shards
the display cases glass
in new parts
Our hearts racing
hers in her
mine inside me
inside her
neither one of us winning
My father unsatisfied
Heart sinning
Evil face grinning
Where damage could've cut deep
for no reason I find a reason
I thank God it didn't penetrate me
as quick and sharp
as it must've broke
pieces flied
all around
Mother dearest
nearest
always protecting always
enough reason to give praise
but that glass flew fast
as her and I terrified
some how even now
I'm sure I too cried
inside
where I could hear
an angry man
from inside her
outside world
inside him
Mental Madness
his dad is
a case stored for nuts
cracking tears from the sorrow
For Tomorrow
I will say
Yesterday I hid
as
in her,
my mother's buried treasured pride
I
Naturally
Jason Lee
Last name pronounced;
Mis
kof
ski

Knowing me
Showing me
I must hide
Unto where I reside
as when In my
and I's mothers unviverse
I
was her
Center
and safely
she saved me
from Him
that motherfugker
being
My Motherfugker
was not a one
Wait!
Woah MAN!
You Motherfugker!
You made me
Ashamed
to even call
You by your name
So from here on out
You will be referred
to as just my
Mother!
Fugker!


A Man who knows not how to Make Love.


(this last portion heavily inspired by Jimz)



Emotions
coasting forth


My Mother
MY HERO!
my deliverer!
I give her
Love
Peace and honesty
Now, Here
Where I am
a man grown from unknown
not sure
if I am reasonable enough
to understand
thinking back
on how he could
did and can
as a man
He pushed me
through she
before
I bore
feet
nose hips toes lips
eyes cheeks balls cheeks
underdeveloped
Living life
teethening
readying for battle
The apple has been bitten
our oyster shell our home
and there are some
things a father
should never teach us
as to why he created me
by his 'you pee us' delivery
system
the chivalry devisioned
quivering
rivetting
that was fun
there went your son

The man lossing son
Son winning sanity

The indelible
path I'm chasin

I being me
being more of a man
then another man
who first
got rid of this man
Who can and cannot
overstand
does and doesn't
give a damn

Your squirt
just a jerk

My jerk
a fathers birth

Wow, that was really good

Thank You Very Much writer_gurl.

Have a great day!

Amazing as usual

Brilliance comes from such a painful beginning. Bravo J!!!

WoW!!!!
Emotion filled life,, A reality that has built the man you are today,, A pureness runs through you and shines
as you smile upon us

Dude Dude Dude I salute you

nicely done...d4

i really like this piece

You are not alone.

You are Loved Sweet (((J)))!