High Flyer

by Wayne Wysocki

The man on the flying trapeze,
Who loved eating chili and cheese,
     Could travel much higher
     Than anyone prior
With help from a flatulent breeze.


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Jules Léotard. Photographer unknown.

My Heart Betray

by Wayne Wysocki

Betray, betray, my heart betray!
You beat so loudly she might hear,
Then she would know I love her so;
I wish my heart would disappear
And seek no thrill from Cupid's dart.

Betray, betray, my heart betray!
You let me love who loves me not;
You never catch me when I fall,
But only taunt me once I'm caught.
For once be still, betraying heart.


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My Strength

by Wayne Wysocki

As the fence doth guide the rose
And support it as it can,
Thy love for me
Will always be
The strength behind the man.


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Art by SqueakyWheel93.DeviantArt.com

A Place Called Oblivion

by Wayne Wysocki

I live in a place called Oblivion,
Its location matters not;
You'll not recall or think at all
Of this forgotten spot.

But this is where you left me
When you and I were done,
And here I dwell, an empty shell,
While you are having fun.

I know your frequent fancies
Should have clued me from the start
How easily your love for me
Would vanish from your heart.

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Puppy Love

by Wayne Wysocki

Put some money in the KITTY,
It's PUPPY LOVE;
Better DUCK, 'cause I'm not LION,
It's PUPPY LOVE.

I won't CLAM up
Or FLOUNDER around,
I'm gonna HOUND you;
HOUND, HOUND, HOUND.

Mind your own BEE'S WAX;
PUPPY LOVE
Is bound to get your GOAT,
'Cause PUPPY LOVE

Is a TIGER by the tail,
But lots of fun;
It's PUPPY LOVE
And you are the one.

Copyright © 2018 Wayne Wysocki

Art by nut-meg.deviantart.com

Everything You Touch Turns To Stardust

by Wayne Wysocki

     Did you ever find yourself at a loss for that final word in a phrase, then blurt out something totally unexpected? That's how a dear friend, trying to compliment me, came up with the title for this poem.

Everything you touch turns to stardust,
Every word you whisper is divine,
To me it's no surprise
That the twinkle in your eyes
Is brighter than any star can shine.

Everything you do is delightful,
Every little movement is supreme,
And I do suppose
Nearly everybody knows
You are the answer to a dream.

Didn't you know I dream about you all the time,
Even in the middle of the day?
And didn't you know that in my dreams you're so sublime?
I love you—
What more can I say?

Everything you touch turns to stardust,
Every word you whisper is divine;
You touched my heart a million ways
By whispering one little phrase—
You whispered, "I wish that you were mine".

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Art by hawberries.deviantart.com

Darling I Am Sorry If It Hurt You When I Told You That We Couldn't Be Together Any More

by Wayne Wysocki

This silly poem was inspired by an episode of the Ozzie and Harriet TV show, where an entire classified ad for a new saxophone player for the band became the title for a song. I thought it might be fun to apply the long title idea to a poem.

Darling, I am sorry if it hurt you when I told you that we couldn't be together any more;

I never would have thought that any one could come between us, but it isn't like it used to be before.

Now I have found someone who needs me,
Like you needed me when we started;
It's not that I don't love you,
So let's still be friends, once we've parted,

And, Darling, I am sorry if it hurt you when I told you that we couldn't be together any more.

Copyright © 2018 Wayne Wysocki

Art by mikokume-raie.deviantart.com