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I've been writing for a long time and had a website years ago
But have now decided to create a blog.

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To read more poetry/lyrics.
~ Thank you

Friday, November 18, 2011


A girl can put her on
Spray her on, like perfume (number five)
She's not all I am
I made her,... fragile fantasy
A girl can call her up, from inside

I'm not a hollow joke for temporary flings
Shelter, protection ... a girl needs affection
Why is it wrong for me to have those things?

Doesn't a father want care for his little girl?
Pretty and beaming, I'll try to be pleasing
Maybe, I'm too sensitive for this world

Heels, stockings, hourglass figure,... yummy, red delicious lips
Pout, smile, laugh,... pivot, pose,... bring life to the scripts
Whistle, point, shoot (Bang!),... hands playfully defiant on the hips
Lashes drawn half way, just a peek, arched brow (Wow!)
Pink gloves ... brush, stroke,... left-right ... swing, sway (Ok, Ciao!)
Snap my picture
(but can you see me ... can you see me?)

Diamonds won't keep me warm at night
I want to be held with love and light

In the end ...
Will I be cold, in bed, and alone,
Grieving silent tears, clutching the phone?
(why? ... say goodbye, sigh ... say goodbye)
(no return, no return, no return)

Will I sleep 'neath chiffon, gowned in green?
Will I,... everything have been a dream?
(the longest on screen walk away)
(I think that's just elegant)
(I think that's just elegant)

Thank you ever so, sugar and kisses
I wonder if anyone ... misses ... me
Don't you know ...
A star just wants to twinkle
(in your eyes)
Can you see me?
(find me, love me)
A star just wants to twinkle
(find me, love me)

(c) Kay Irvin

~ For: Marilyn Monroe
Norma Jeane Mortenson
Norma Jeane Baker
[ June 1, 1926 - August 5, 1962 ]

"I am involved in a freedom ride protesting
the loss of the minority rights belonging to
the few remaining earthbound stars.
All we demanded was our right to twinkle."
- Marilyn Monroe

Friday, November 11, 2011

Winter Wren

I left Summer and went to Winter
From the West, traveling to the East
With colder ground, the grass did splinter
Blades of frost spiked, where green luster ceased

Some faces stared as elder-strangers
Their expressions chiseled out lifelines
They've known their share of strife and dangers
Harken wisdom blighted view defines

My breath fogged the bleak and flurried air
My stinging hands cracked with chafing wring
The land slept neath a harvest gone bare
Yet the mighty spruce and fir did sing

Town lights curled pine cone wreaths and bows
Night twinkle kept time with distant song
Shoppes, taverns and holly trimmed windows
Lay like blinking stars, briskly grown long

Each doorframe donned a mistletoe sprig
And welcomed with scent of toddy spice
Warmth met chocolate, candy cane and fig
While wooded serenade rang thrice

White dust blew across sidewalks and streets
The dark sky sprayed hurried, wider shed
Ole Blue Norther heaves as sashay sleets
For to palace stormy, snowy spread

My footsteps braved the kindred path chose
I left the festive and fragrant mood
By garland and hearth, I found repose
So missed and so wishfully pursued

From the dawn, a shy sun was peeking
Once more, I heard a tireless tune
Jealous crow caws milled around, shrieking
Envious of notes, crafted for June

I left the West for an Eastward roam
For some peace I could cherish again
And in my soul, I know I've come home
Blest by the crest calling Winter Wren

(c) Kay Irvin

Sunday, November 6, 2011


She's so strong
She's vulnerable
A someday break
And I'll be there
With a broad chest
Throbbing, sincere
Beats revere
Lovebeats revere
Sure, true, all man
Not like the boys
That let her go
That let her down
Weak, unworthy
Of divine
She is mine
Only mine

My big hand
Small of her back
Taste her perfume
And drink her eyes
Like Brandywine
Devour her touch
Want so much
I want so much
For everything
Her everything
To worship me
As I to her
Love, sacred heart
My Goddess
I'm fortress
Her fortress

What a man wants to say
What a woman wants to hear

What a man wants to have
What a woman wants to be

(you don't know what you do to me)
(you don't know what you do to me)

(c) Kay Irvin

'And no one really knows
... the child who comes and goes'
(from Changeling - Kay Irvin)

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