YOUNG MAN

When I was a young man, the old folks use to say

Take it slow and easy every day.

Young man, they would say, your youth won’t last.

You’ll just turn around and it will be gone oh so fast.

Now that I can see the sun starting to set,

I can see the beauty of life, like we had just met.

When I was a young man everything seemed so far away,

But now it’s so close, I can see its decay.

When I was a young man, everything seemed so shiny and new,

Now with the passing of time, it’s all tarnished and blue.

When I was a young man, I believed at the end of the rainbow sat a pot of gold,

Because when I was a young man, we tended to believe what we were told.

When I was a young man, people took a lot for granted,

God, country, and Love, I know I did.

When I was a young man, everything seemed so pure.

The longer I live, the more I learn, and now I’m not so sure.

When I was a young man, girls breast pointed to the sky,

Now after all these years, it seems like something has gone awry.

When I was a young man, a good west wind and I’d be at attention,

Now things have gone south, thank God for the blue pill for a little intervention.

When I was a young man, day was day and night was night,

Wrong was wrong and right was right.

But then it was day and I couldn’t see the light,

Right was wrong and wrong was right.

I can finally say, young man, listen to this old man,

I’ll try to speak as slow and clear as I can.

Young man, you are moving fast and bold,

But someday, if you live long enough, you too will get old.

STANLEY HENDRIX

9/15/08

My book of poems "DEEP DARK SECRETS" is available at AMAZON.COM, KINDLE, and CREATESPACE.COM

MY DESIRE

I want to see your smile that says the devil may care.

I want to see your eyes that say beware.

I want to hear that laugh from which I never tire.

Come to me now, you are my desire.

There is a flame that burns down below.

There is a pressure that makes it flow.

Growing out of control, there is a fire.

Come to me now, you are my desire.

I want to run my hands over your soft yet firm curves.

I want to kiss the places that hit the right nerves.

I want to do the things that take your senses higher.

Come to me now, you are my desire.

I want to touch your face and run my fingers through your hair.

I want to be hypnotized by your sexy stare.

Holding you in my arms will always inspire.

Come to me now, baby you are my desire.

I want your kisses where it’s a little dirty and seamy.

I want your caresses where it makes me all hot and steamy.

If I said I don’t crave your touch, I’d be a liar.

Come to me now, you are my desire.

I want you to want me the way I want you.

If there is something you need, tell me what to do.

If there is something I need, tell me what to acquire.

Come to me now, you are my desire.

I want to be with you until the day I die.

I want to dry your tears when you cry.

And if you ever leave, I’ll be the crier.

Come to me now and always be my desire.

STANLEY HENDRIX

9/15/08

My book of poems "DEEP DARK SECRETS" is available at AMAZON.COM, KINDLE, and CREATESPACE.COM

WILL YOU REMEMBER

WILL YOU REMEMBER

We haven’t known each other very long,

But we’ve helped each other sing our song.

If there comes a time when you’re gone,

Is there a place in your mind that I belong?

Will you remember my kiss on your lips,

And the touch of my fingertips?

Will you remember the places that we went,

And all the great times that we spent?

When you think back, will you be sorry we met?

When you think of me, will your heart be full of regret?

From time to time will you smile and think of me?

Or will you pretend I never was and erase me from your memory?

Will you remember our first kiss,

Or will it be the last one that you miss?

Will you remember how things began,

Or will you only remember how things end?

 We’ve had some good times and for that I’m glad.

There’re times you’ve brought me up when I was sad.

Sometimes before you’ve really begun, things will disappear like the setting sun.

When this happens, all you have left is what you have done.

Will you remember how I touched your hair,

And how I touched you everywhere?

Will you remember the nibbles and pecks,

And the kisses on your ears and neck?

Will you remember the ebb that made you flow,

Or will you only remember what made you go?

Will you remember the feelings that made things start,

Or will you find someone else to fill your heart?

From the beginning, you had let me know

Not to get too close, because someday you’d have to go.

I listened to you sing that same ole tune,

And I believed you, I just didn’t think it would be so soon.

STANLEY HENDRIX

9/14/08

My book of poems "DEEP DARK SECRETS" is available at AMAZON.COM, KINDLE, and CREATESPACE.COM

I LIKE YOU

I don’t like biscuits without gravy.

Alright, with lots of butter maybe.

I don’t like okra in a stew,

But I like you.

I don’t like bells that don’t ring,

Or birds that don’t sing.

I don’t like tales that aren’t true,

But I like you.

I don’t like drinkers when they’re drunk,

Or rockers when they’re punk.

I don’t like lovers when they’re through,

But I like you.

I don’t like dictators when they kill,

Or oil rigs when they spill.

I don’t like to see you blue,

Because I like you.

 I don’t like flowers that don’t bloom,

Or a day full of gloom.

I don’t like sports fans that boo,

But I like you.

I don’t like rappers when they rhyme,

Or music that’s out of time.

I don’t like list of things to do,

But I like you.

I don’t like politicians when they lie,

Or good friends when they say bye.

I don’t like celebrities with their own guru,

But I like you.

I don’t like skies that aren’t blue,

Unless it’s a sunset with you.

I don’t like the thought of not being two,

Because I will always like you.

STANLEY HENDRIX

 9/14/08

My book of poems "DEEP DARK SECRETS" is available at AMAZON.COM, KINDLE, and CREATESPACE.COM