The Virtuous Mother

Tyler R. Martin


Please, just don’t sit and stare,
Please be unbridled and into the air
We will go there if only you could
Just be here, soul sound and unbound!
Gracefully proud and profoundly unwound!
We’ll go into the sky a feather of chance,
Corner of your eye and lost in the dance!
Don’t forget to fly freely and untethered
Embraced in wonderous white wings as
gorgeous feathers are withered and weathered!

And here you’ll dive and there you’ll fly
Where life shall swirl about your very eye
listen close to crushing waves crash by the bay
And feel the cool chill of the sea’s salty spray
As below the towns folk retreat from the flood
Unable to to counter the wanton surf’s rise
As the cold solemn sea smothers their cries!
But still, don’t forget to fly freely and untethered
Embraced in wonderous white wings as
gorgeous feathers are withered and weathered!

Tragedies’ no good for freedom, so soar above france!
Where perchance you’ll gaze below to catch a glace
Of fierce flames engulfing the meadows and fields
And gasp to discover the flames at your heels!
Sickened by a suffering from which once you were shielded
As you’re engulfed a reality which you have uncovered
That the free natural world is not a virtuous mother!
But still, don’t forget to fly freely and untethered
Embraced in wonderous white wings as
Gorgeous feathers are withered and weathered!

My Seraph in Disguise

Tyler R. Martin

A beauty thought reserved only for nature,
Somehow now resides within your eyes,
How can such magic be earthly normal,
Is it real, or just some clever guise?
I wonder, are you a true mortal woman
Or a Seraph, an angel in disguise?
–Your hair of a goddess, with golden streaks
Falling gently on tan, smooth skin;
I envy it, caressing your neck,
Cascading down your back, touching your chin.
You’re speaking softly, with love in your eyes,
Giving me a glimpse of your gorgeous mind,
Such a serene, tantalizing feeling,
Something of heaven and earth combined.
And with a pitch like some divine instrument,
Yours: a voice that serenades so sweetly,
From a grin like a summer sunrise,
A few notes and I’m enthralled completely.
Because truly, I wouldn’t be surprised
Were you to admit to me tenderly:
You’re not just my love, my prize,
But my Seraph, my angel in plain disguise

To Think of Sarah

Tyler R. Martin

Each time that song plays I think of Sarah,
And her red hair waving lovely in that way.
Every time the chorus rings I feel so alone,
Saying, “Sarah God I miss you,
Sarah, baby, please come on home,
Sarah, without you I’ll be alone.”

And each time the song ends, I feel so empty,
Until that solemn tune begins again;
I mourn the loss of my lover
And the loss, also, of a friend
For much like that sad song, I’ve played for so long,
Someone one help me, please, I’m at my end.
Saying, “Sarah God I’ll miss you,
Sarah, please come home,
It’s better here I promise
Than wherever you may roam
Sarah, without you I’ll be alone.”

There’s bound to be a reason for her leaving,
There’s bound to be an answer in her words,
The words she knew so true
And she felt she had to say
When she gasped out her last breath
As I held her hand to pray
Before her body became cold,
Saying, “Sarah, without you I’ll be alone.”

“If ever was there life,” she said,
“there also must be death,
I feel the weight upon me now,”
As she she struggled her last breath
And in her final agony, she smiled so sincere,
Saying, “my loves with you forever, babe,”
In her last moment here,
“But, never fail to wander, and
Don’t be in agony over me,
Don’t sit upon a throne so lonesome,
That I couldn’t bear to see.”
And in that final moment I gave my reply,
Saying, “Sarah, God I miss you so badly Right now, baby, I could cry,
Sarah, baby why’d you have to die?”

“Love and Anarchy”

Tyler R. Martin


We will be together when it all falls down,
When everything is trashed,
And all lies ashen in the past.
We will be together when the cities all have drown
Or some rational is found
To burn them to the ground.
We will be together when the government is gone
And all the politicians have been relieved
Of all presumptive efforts
Towards the spread of their disease.
We will be together when the nanny state is gone
And the final card is drawn
For a new order to awake
And embrace it’s gorgeous dawn.
We will be together
When the Congress hall has burned
And every well quaffed leader
Has been fired and been spurned.
So don’t yet fret, perhaps the time isn’t now,
But we will be together when it all falls down.

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“My Sweet Amor”

Tyler R. Martin

I feel love for all that I see,
My heart beats for all before me,
I’m the king of the Lions den now,
Love my pride forever, I vow.
I beg for you in me to trust,
If to survive you know you must
And if I’m to feel some joy once more
I’ll need you here, my sweet amor.

Hope you enjoyed the poem! If you did, my chapbook is available on Amazon for 1.99 and if you message me I’ll definitely send you a free one! I’d love to get some reviews on my work. I’m new to selfpublishing and trying to promote myself anyway I can! There is a link below

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“Those Bad Feelings”

Tyler R. Martin

There had been
Bad times in the theater,
And worse times at home,
Bad times on car rides,
But good times alone.
Bad times with his harpy,
And her talons razor sharp
Bad times, while outside,
As the band plays from the heart.

…. Engulfed by bad feelings there,
In the crowded room with the departed.
Those dark feelings of despair
Of grieving friends now brokenhearted.

For those of them did share
The happy memories
In those times fair
And joined in battle with his enemies,
In turbulent times of trial,
So now recount mourners who declare
Of his forever unmatched style.

These stories of his greatness told
Of the man now void of smile,
Once so loving and so bold,
Absent now of signature guile.
For his affectionate warmths grown cold
And now seems so hostile.

….And when depictions done, all goes quiet
For but a brief while,
While his friends and children drink
Usurped by their denial.

“The World to Me”

Tyler R. Martin

You’re my baby, you mean the world to me,
But I’m standing on your outside
Gazing out into the sea,
Waiting for your ship to arrive,
Like a love lorn widow
Whose love at sea had died.

My ocean is my doorway,
As each day I pray
That your solemn Beauty
Gracefully will pass my way,
But each day doesn’t change
Like a widow’s tears before the bay;
While the sirens in the deep do sing
And Neptune holds his heinous sway.

And you, so stunning and saccharine,
Pass by my glances unaware
Of the love for you I still feel,
From long lovely legs, to golden hair,
To blue eyes that pierce solid steel
And beautiful breasts at which I stare.
Your hold on me echos through the ocean,
Through the trees and through the air;
Your hold on me, my love,
I simply can not bare.

“So Very Sweet

Tyler R. Martin

You’re simple, easy,
It’s what I like about you,
You have very little malice and seem
To care about me, even if it is just
Pity.
You ask me for very little,
A kiss, a cuddle, a good fuck,
The occasional adoring glance
And you seem fairly content.
You don’t need much, you’re
Happy with just the knowledge
I feel good around you
And that makes you feel good around me.
Aside from that, although
You may crave deeper emotional
Mutual masterbation,
You’re resigned to my inability
To provide.
You’re pretty, in a very maternal way,
There’s a sweetness behind the
Bitterness of your smile.
I can see it, taste it on your kiss,
Feel it in your stare.
Every man needs a woman like you,
If they did, perhaps
They’d be less insanity
And more shrinks
Getting government cheese.