Pen is mightier than the sword

Pen is mightier than the sword
Writing what I think, before I say it!

Thursday, October 16, 2014


Time and time again
I anticipate are hug

turning into a kiss
the approach of a hug
is really
an approach of kiss
every departure

than the last
maybe my breath isn't right
maybe, she is waiting on me to lead
how long
how much longer 
do I wait to fulfill this curiousity
why can't we metals and magnets
This happening of interaction
by laws of magnetic forces
Hell lets just kiss

and Say Good bye
I'll be happy with a 5 sec kiss
I'll use my fingers
kiss me
I got the signal
I got "Big Red"
kiss a little longer?
I swear, 
it will be all or nothing
I'm taking a risk
either you will respond with your lips
or you will respond with hand hits
We needs to kiss

By LeRoy TNW Goetzendanner Registered & Protected


Hot tea steams to my window
brisk mist outside when wind blows
condensation fogs up glasses
I write this short poem until it fades
Green tea ginger, tickles my senses
my palette jumps in applause of soothing
I watch as the leaves wave in transformation
showing their best greens die colorfully to yellow, red and orange
falling to the Earth and blanketing green floors merging to brown
Autumn truly begins the season of love
the comfort of dawning fall dressings
Rain is merely dew drops falling at fast pace
Sun is hidden,
as it gives gray clouds, glowing whites in cotton
filling up this ocean blue ceilings
Today is only a reflection without mirrors
sound bites of my own speaking
A son's name from two passing fathers
my reminder,
that I am them mortally
until we live together again spiritually

LeRoy 3rd (Tre')

by TNW Registered & Protected