*made for you*

I'll be made for you...
all that and a cherry on top too.
Little Miss Muffett, Little Boy Blue
I’ll wrap it all up,
in your fairy tale come true.

Sugar and spice, naughty but nice.
Miss. “do it” one and all,
windows to floors.
With a perfectly genius
smile and pose.

Yes.
I’ll be made for you.
Running circles,
to keep with your Joneses.

All to satisfy
sweet, little,
you know who.

Yes.
I’ll be made for you, making all
-your unspoken wishes-
.come.magically.true.

Never mind...its just little old me)
made for one,
"perfect"ly you.

Yes, that‘s right,
.me.
made..for..you.


by shelbyshome (md.shelby) copyright 2004-beyond


(Reviews and Star Ratings for this poem: 5 star)

"A nice light poem that says a . . ." Reviewed by: Ron
"I feel like this is a small . . ." Reviewed by: lassiebaby
"a very interesting poem, seems to be . . ." Reviewed by: elizabeth17
"Nice writing.I enjoyed reading your poem.I"m somewhat . . ." Reviewed by: Tammy7
"Honestly, I read this because of your . . ." Reviewed by: mmjett
"This is sweet and sexy...I loved it...it . . ."Reviewed by: angelagrace
"Made perfectly for someone you love and . . ."Reviewed by: Giftofpoet

-----Memory Lane----(inspired by anonymous poet)

(sometimes there is that someone...)


"You can’t trust me",she saysand goes out
that day to prove it.
Axiom, by axiom,
she runs in circles
around our love.

And now, she wants
to put our love
in a little box…
…called friendship.

But dear, my heart
it just won’t fit...

It does not match
your carefully drawn guide-lines,
or follow those expertly planned...
rules-for-engagement.

Nor does it suit
those tinted shades of,
your most colored...perspective.

So my heart will remain...here..
destined to split...down
that old familiar path,
I call it heartache.

For you it’s just...
Memory Lane.

-----Middle Ground------

Somewhere East of Kansas,
West of Highway 66 and
North of hell…
‘would rather swallow my pride
‘cut off my legs to spite my lips
‘than give in and dance
the middle ground for you.

Some say ‘semblence of order,
I say mired in red tape
‘let’s cut the bullshit baby,
a middle ground girl I ain’t.

Doesn’t suit my color,
fit my scheme,
Soothe my demons
nor cover this ache.

See you in hell Scarlett,
primetime's at 8'eight.

- M.Shelby, April 2004

copyright 2004-2024

Review:
"This was fun, blunt and too the point. I . . ." Reviewed by Whitt22

=====Is she all that I'm not???=======

Dedicated to all the lousy lovers who keep one eye and two feet, out the door.....

Is she all that I’m not?
Does she fill just the right spot?
Will she give you a thrill?
Betcha she paid the last bill.

You think she has what I got?
But you can’t teach,what can’t be taught.
She’s just a cheating thief
who hasn’t been caught…
And hook, line and sinker
you're just a silly fool who’s been wrapped and wrangled,
sold and bought.

‘Think she’s the cure to your ill?
Betch’a think she’s the real f*cking deal
As you walk blindly downhill,
‘don’t even know your own will.
Oh, but when she’s done, baby,
you most definitely will.

I here when she mates,
she goes in for the kill.
Too bad when she reaches it…
she’ll find there’s nothing left to steal.

And you thought I wouldn’t
but I can
and baby, I will.

So, is she really all that I’m not?
I guess you can’t lose what you never “got.”
What’s left to say, you’ve finally been caught.
And I haven’t even screamed, cried or fought.
You see, I replace what I lose
when I find that it can be bought.

You think I’m still yours
But baby,
I’m not.

So, here
I teach, the lesson
that you need taught:
for the record, she can have it all
everything...that...I...got.
I give it here without...
.a.
single-last-thought.
by shelbyshome
md.shelby copyright 2004-2024

Author's Comments:
"a fun, biting play on the boomerang that occurs when a cheating heart moves astray."

Reviews and Star Ratings for this poem:
***** 5 Star*****
"GOOD POEM. I WAS JUST BLOWN AWAY. . . ." Reviewed by: czymatry"good poem. I really like it. I . . ." Reviewed by: AlexaLGBabe"You go girl! Tell him like it . . ." Reviewed by: cranderson"This poem has so much truth it . . ." Reviewed by: wdcalhoun"This is a very good poem. There . . ." Reviewed by: Teri7"Great poem! Tell it like it is. . . ." Reviewed by: jacla"Drama Drama Drama. Though still a nice . . ." Reviewed by: Breathing41"I really liked this poem. I know . . ." Reviewed by: Dontjudge "I enjoyed that ride this piece took . . ." Reviewed by: Whitt22"Compelling consistant flow of thought from beginning . . ." Reviewed by: Neil Fraser "I LOVE this one..I feel very honored . . ." Reviewed by: littlebluehorizons "Good poem, I was astonished at the . . ." Reviewed by: Desu_666"This piece has great depth and the . . .” Reviewed by: Tom J"This is a comical poem, spoken about . . ." Reviewed by: Laughterby"i love it!!! send a copy to . . ." Reviewed by: MrsSchlosser"I'd be willing to bet, she's not. . . ." Reviewed by: fedbackwards"LOVED IT girlie this piece just like . . ." Reviewed by: J Byrd

....Say nothing

Say something,…something,
that is just to say,
anything, at all.

Say nothing...
say it slowly.
words crawling…around the base of my neck,
...up my side.
As my spine tingling shivers
...send a river, my blood
shoots through, my body.

And now, intrinsically “yours”…
(yes) to-have and to-hold.
And yes, please will-you?
hold-me faster still,
await until
just after the thrill...

and do me.....just a little more...one thing
…can you?,
can you
say nothing.
by shelbyshome
md.shelby copywrite 2004-07