Poet Speak Magazine Issue 10

FEATURED POETOF THE MONTHWENDY D.GRANGER

MARCH 2012

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Wendy Darlene Granger - I was born in Washington, DC onJanuary 31st the second of 4 children (eldest daughter) toJames and Darlene Granger (deceased). We moved toUpstate NY when I was 7 where for the next 9 years Ideveloped my love for reading and nature. Eventually movingback to Maryland the middle of my Sophomore year in HighSchool, I graduated and then attended Virginia StateUniversity as an English Major. I have a wonderful 23 yearold daughter and am very happily divorced. I still love toread, cook, visit museums, listen to old school music andspend time with friends and family.

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Finally met another, a lover, undercoverA spirit full of passion and romance like no otherFeeding each other what we wanted, needed…desiredCareful outside lives don’t get burned by our firePlanning escapes and escapades for our enjoymentWhile slaving and grinding every night, no unemploymentBiding the time till its right for us to lay backSipping and dripping all night, give me a heart attackWinter is breaking, can’t stop thinking, of the two of usReflecting on experiences, reminisces…I’m about to bustTelling you what’s on my mind, all the time, salivatingTime is dragging slowly, I’m lonely, getting tired of waiting…

…..and waiting

……...….and waiting

……………......and waiting

Been down this road a time or two, don’t want to revisitMy life is beginning again, I need to go live itTaken for granted, can’t have it…unappreciatedLonely, ignored, no more calls, sexually frustratedCould have stayed home if this was how its going to beI deserve better than second or third hand, can you feel me?Your words say you haven’t forgotten, not really trying to disBut actions speak louder than all, I’m not feeling thisMonths on the grind, can’t unwind, no time to chat or playPeople make time for what they want, what more can I say?Friends till the end, no matter how this winds up playing outBut sneaking around and still lonely, not what I’m aboutI can still hang, do our thing, but not to be ignoredLooks like I’ll be heading back to the old drawing board

Back to the Drawing Board

WendyD.

Granger

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Man up, be up-front, stop trying to play these gamesCheck out the other brothers and admit, that you are just the samePretending you want what you had, why can’t you admit it?Not feeling this thing we had going, why don’t you up and quit it?

The statements and phrases of desire, there’s no ring of truthYou’re out and about, no time to shout, is this the price of youth?I tried to be kind, step aside, let you do your thingYou kept insisting, not really dissing, just have to wait till spring

Your actions don’t match your words, thought you were sincereWhat else can I think, nowhere around, all up in your careerCan’t spare an hour, a drink, some conversation, not after twelve weeksYour absence will tell me what you won’t, passive resistance speaks

Stop saying you want to escape, get all bundled upWhen you’re never around, can’t be found, I have had enoughI can accept, you’re trying to step, I can deal with itBut playing these games, hot and cold, I’m not feeling it

The Games People Play

Loneliness consumes the dayWanting you close, yet so far awayForbidden desires, a welcome reliefOur secret passion, memories too briefWarm bodies touching, tender and sweetNot knowing when, we will next get to meetWorldly sorrows no longer existOur thoughts on each other, alone in the mistClandestine meetings, a quick stolen touchSoft tender kisses, meaning so muchBiding our time till passions releasedKnowing our patience will deliver us peace.

Reflective Illusions

Wendy

COPYRIGHT © 2012 Wendy Granger

Suppressing desire during long working daysWant to relax, tune out in the hazeThe tensions been building, how much more can I standWork deadlines and pressure, this is not what I plannedA random phone call tells me you’re feeling the sameTired of the stress, need to escape from the gameA quick rendezvous as the moon rises highA pleasant surprise on a hot summer nightYou walk through my door and with barely a glanceOur clothes on the floor and we’re locked in a tranceHands are caressing while our bodies embraceMy legs wrap around and circle your waistWe fall to a chair and as I straddle your hipsYou glide deep inside me while I ravage your lipsI suck on your tongue as I move up and downSlowly at first, my feet still touching the groundYou move along with me, encouraging the rideYour hands on my breasts, your dick deep insideWhile you’re licking my nipples we pick up the paceMy moans fill the air while sweat drips down your faceYou’re so deep inside me, your body like steelEach stroke more intense, the pleasure surrealThe feelings tremendous, our bodies beg for releaseWe give in to our passion and grant ourselves peaceOur breath slowly calms with each gentle caressThe smiles we both share say what words can’t expressAs we leisurely dress and say goodbye to the nightWe mutely give thanks for an unexpected delight

Midnight Ride


I have a connection, with a writer on lineOur words play together, like music in timeOur verbal exchanges seem to flow like we’re oneNobody can touch us, an equal…there’s none

I have a strong bond, with an artistic friendPaintings and theater, our tastes simply blendOur views and expressions are always in syncNo need to ask, I’ll know what he thinks

I have a dear friend with a curious mindWe have deep conversations, our opinions entwinedWe debate and discuss all manner of thingsStimulating my mind, love the thoughts that he brings

I have a great lover, who’s skills are unmatchedWhere I have an itch, he knows where to scratchPassionate and strong, he fills my every desireWe don’t have a spark, we’ve got a deep roaring fire

There’s more than one soul mate, I truly believeTo think you only get one…I’m not that naïveBut a TRUE love will have shades of all of the othersLike a rainbow combining all of life’s colors

Enjoy the connections you share with your friendsLife is too short and you don’t know its endBut the one who’s heart holds you, keep loving and givingTrue love is a gift, it’s what makes life worth living

Pieces of Soul



Spring’s in the airNo time to spareWe’ve got unfinished business to handleDon’t uncork the wineNo time to dineWon’t bother to light any candles

Quick close the doorClothes on the floorCan’t wait till we start on this rideBack to old habitsFucking like rabbitsDamn, you feel good deep inside

Hands everywhereFeet in the airTaking in all of your lengthLegs start to shakeBodies will quakeMan, you don’t know your own strength

Nerve endings are tinglingEars can’t stop ringingWe scream as our ecstasy beginsSpontaneous combustionSilent convulsionsOur rapture goes on without end

Breathing in slowlyLying there cozyTaking our time to get dressedEnjoying the energyThanks for the memoryLife…we are both truly blessed

I wanted this, I asked for thisBut now that it’s hereI’m nervous, I’m anxiousThere’s so much to fearThe apprehension I’m feelingHas got my head spinningNeed to remind myself dailyIt’s a great new beginningThe panic I’m feelingIs all in my headIt will work out, I know thisThere is nothing to dreadNeed to take a deep breathAnd do what needs to be doneI’ll be thankful when finishedIn the end, I’ll have wonMy freedom is worthThe high price I must payThe weight off my spiritBrings me joy every dayAll changes are dauntingWhen first set in motionBut they’re worth all the effortThe time and devotionFor there is no greater treasureThan a heart that is freeAble to live life and loveEnjoy just being…Me

Blessed Season

Take a Deep Breath



“It’s a Great new beginning…”

Lying naked in bedMy thoughts start in racingShould I live life aloneOr admit it’s love I am cravingDo I dare test the watersHaving come close to drowningI’ve been hurt so many timesThere’s no point in countingBut it’s not fair to blame othersFor another man’s gamesI wouldn’t want that for meSo I should treat people the sameThe pain of past heartachesIs still fresh in my mindBut not all men are like thatI’ll have to leave that behindThe dreams that I haveOf sharing my daysWith someone who laughsLikes to go out and playWho’ll enjoy a good mealA movie or twoKickback watch the gameThen make love when we’re through

Walks in the woodsWatching autumn leaves fallBe at ease with each otherNo pretense at allI won’t find a manIf I’m not willing to tryHe won’t appear out of thin airPop out of the skyI’ll have to open my mindAnd unlock my heartChance it breaking once moreWhile playing it smartNo risk, no rewardSo I’m throwing the diceYou get what you pay forSo I’ll surrender full priceI’m hoping this timeIt’s worth taking a chanceI’ll find a good friendAnd maybe a little romance

Testing the Waters



Our time spent togetherIs something I treasureWe’re apart, more often than not

Yet, when we see each otherWe’re soon under the coversGiving it all that we’ve got

I love how you kissEnjoy tasting your lipsTo feel you inside, makes me crazed

The elation you bringAlways makes my heart singHead spinning, I’m in a daze

But when I’m home on my ownLying in bed all aloneSex isn’t the first thing I miss

I want your embraceSee the smile on your faceTo hold you is first on my list

Don’t be mistakenI want to be takenTo the sexual heights that we share

But I yearn for the closenessYour warm gentle caressesThat lets me know you really care

I long for the momentsJust lying there silentOur hearts slowly beating as one

Legs intertwinedRelaxed and reclinedCares..there seem to be none

The feeling I’m afterI get from your laughterYour lighthearted teasing and smile

A level of intimacyAlways unconditionallyKeeps loneliness away for a while

Troubles cease to existWorries dismissedWe manage to set time aside

Till we’re together againI’ll miss my lover, my friendWishing you here, by my side

First on my List


At this stage in my lifeI thought things would be differentHoped I be putting my feet upThat there’d be more enjoymentInstead I am up to my ears with the stressMy heads in a whirl, what happens nextRelations and business, pulling every which wayNo time for myself, when do I get to playDid I struggle and sacrifice, the years of my lifeJust to add to the pile, more troubles and strifeI’ve got to find balance, take time for myselfDo things just for me, think of nobody elseI’ve worked hard, I’ve earned it, I need to relaxLife is too short and there’s no going backDon’t want to get old, with no good times behindI need to stop and inhale, get some peace of mindSymmetry’s needed, between work time and playNeed to take time for me, a little each dayGoing to learn to enjoy, the fruits of my laborStaying driven and focused, as much as I’m ableThere’s a world to explore, I’ve only taken a biteWant to savor the meal, make everything rightIt’s time to switch gears, pause…take a breathGod will show me the way, then I’ll do the rest

Life’s Symmetry

The deceptive reflection, the mirror shows meDoesn’t show how I think, or feel I should beThe lines at my eyes, don’t belong on this faceNor the hairs that turned gray, they look out ofplaceThey don’t accurately show, how I feel deepinsideStill a girl of sixteen, with a fast walking strideTackling new worlds, exploring and growingNot waking some mornings, aching and groaning

The passion I have to live life, is still hereThough it now takes much longer, to get intogearThe clothes I wore then, don’t quite fit my frameDespite working out, they just don’t look thesameI still love good music, but the club scene is outThe crowds and the noise, I can sure do withoutI like intimate gatherings, can’t deal with largegroupsDon’t stay out too late, my eyes starting to droop

Perhaps the image I see, when I wake everymorningShows the wisdom I’ve gathered, the things I amlearningA reminder from God, all I’ve been through andearnedEach direction I’ve taken, every twist...every turnWhile the looking glass image, is no longer thesameI should be proud of the fact, I am still in thegameI may move a bit slower, not what used to beBut there’s plenty of life left, and I enjoy beingme

Honest Reflection



“There’s plenty of life leftAnd I enjoy being me”

-Wendy D. Granger-

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