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Friday, May 6, 2011

Sugar Mama and the Wife, a poem

While my elbows are deep in crap
and adult diapers....
He is complimenting her on
her beauty,Sunny disposition and
pretty smile....
While I am washing the fifth load of
soiled laundry...
They send each other hearts
and giggles....
While I am cleaning up vomit and
trying to get the urine smell out
of the mattress.....
They send each other
inspirational quotes....
While the unpaid bills are
piling up....
She offers to buy him an
airline ticket
to take him away....
While I am spent and
have nothing left to give....
He calls and asks her
how her day was and
she compliments him
on his sensitivity.

By Lucya Kotelewec Lebid
@6May2011
"Love on the Internets"


© 2011, Lucya Kotelewec Lebid, all rights reserved

Dedicated to my dear friend. D.D. who after decades of marriage finds herself divorced because of the Internets.

Thursday, May 5, 2011

Steadfast logic

Tenacity
she speaks
Is what breaks down
the biggest barriers
of Logic.
Arguments
precariously perched
on one point
Will defy the statement
of truth.
The standard by
which all is measured.
Destroyed by
clawing and cloying
habit of pernicious
positivity.
Spoken like a
trooper.
Emotion tries to peak
through the door
but none of that allowed
in these halls of
black & white.
Illogical thought
process persists
to dissuade you
of integrity of  the mind.

By Lucya Kotelewec Lebid
@5May2011




The Desolate Field

The Desolate Field
by William Carlos Williams
[from Sour Grapes (1921)]

Vast and grey, the sky
is a simulacrum
to all but him whose days
are vast and grey and—
In the tall, dried grasses
a goat stirs
with nozzle searching the ground.
—my head is in the air
but who am I . . ?
And amazed my heart leaps
at the thought of love
vast and grey
yearning silently over me.

Monday, April 25, 2011

Com Truise, “Polyhurt” MP3

Com Truise, “Polyhurt” MP3

“Waking Dream”

Hovering

on the edge of eternity

wakeful movements through

time & space.

Breathing deeply dimensions

of

different lifetimes

not

knowing when

it will end.

Pointlessly perfecting plans

elliptical cycles unseen

spinning regardless of you

till one day

no more.

Poof!

Its gone.

As above so below.

You become it....


by Lucya Kotelewec Lebid

@25 April 2011


Monday, April 18, 2011



diving into your deep blue
cobalt dreams.
devising plans
of cyan seas and fertile trees.
lost in the vortex of
tumultuous waves
emotional sighs
brought to flatline
and back....
Lucya Kotelewec Lebid
@April2011

Thursday, April 7, 2011

"The Worst Kind"...given birth to a poem


The Worst Kind

Its ok
Hubby's on the blink.
She promises you
what you knead.

This insidious carrot-dangler
lures you deeper and deeper into
her crawdaddy world
with her crawdaddy charms and
crawdaddy wiles.

Whispering sweet nothings.
Making you Believe
that it's ok
to break
your principles
your values.
It's ok
to break the rules.
Shhhhhh, don't worry.

A thousand little betrayals
at her lacquered fingertips
to help crumble your foundation.
You jump through hoops on demand
because she is special.

You lurk in corners and cars
chatting up your
innermost thoughts and dreams.
Through cyberspace you feel her pain
commiserate and cry.
She paints a pretty picture.


This carrot-dangler takes your hand
in her crawdaddy claw and
leads you to ruin.
Smiling sweetly all the while.
You've become an excellent
hoop jumper.
This internet fornication dance
intoxicating
dangerous.

This sweet carrot-dangler
setting her sights
waiting
until you are ripe enough
to spring the trap.
But then its too late, my dear.
You've been caught,
betrayed and
spit out.

By Lucya Kotelewec Lebid
@7 April 2011
"Love on the Internets"


© 2011, Lucya Kotelewec Lebid, all rights reserved

Sunday, March 27, 2011

Chinese quote


"Have no friends not equal to yourself."
~Chinese quote

"I'd rather die for speaking out,
than to live and be silent."
~Chinese quote