Resting Feather

Resting Feather

A feather rests upon a flower

During a summer rain shower

Leaving all its worries behind

Turning it's focus 
Toward everything kind

Something one would find

After cleansing the mind

Written by: Michael K. Englmann

On: June 25, 2013

AKA: BigBang/BlueSkyIgniter

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Peddles Of Glory

Peddles Of Glory

When you withhold the urge
to unfold your peddles of glory

You tomb you story

In blocks of stone

There, you will reside alone

With your treasures unknown

Until your hero comes to find you.

Written by: Michael K. Englmann

On: June 16 2013

AKA: BigBang/BlueSkyIgniter

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Magical Pie

Magical Pie

So sleepy am I

Another late night has passed us by

Barely awake -- face to face

Flashbacks of your see-through lace

I've been blessed with your feminine grace

Upon my lips your cream I taste

Not a single drop will go to waste

My tongue dips deep between your hips

I love  to dine on your fine
yummy mommy magical pie

Written by: Michael K. Englmann

Sometime in June 2014

AKA: BigBang/BlueSkyIgniter

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Humble Beginnings

Humble Beginnings

Before a great rainstorm
a single rain drop must fall.

Its the answer to the hardest questions
whether big or whether small

Every event must have its humble beginning

Without it, one cannot bank on a guaranteed winning

Open the windows and doors to hear destiny call

Light a fire to warm your soul,
Catch the wind beneath your shawl

Then look outside your ticky-tacky little box stall

Have no fear as you step beyond the edge and fall

Don't be shy to ask for help along the way

As you venture out from your sheltered bay

Written by: Michael K. Englmann

On: June: 11, 2014

AKA: BigBang/BlueSkyIgniter

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Dope On A Rope

Dope On A Rope

It has a nice ring

I know it's just your thing

It's your power-trip fantasy

Pull him close when you feel inclined

Push him down when you go out on the town

Leaving him on his own
With his paper mache crown

He's your dope on a rope

He's your muscle and soap

He knows his place as he hangs about

You'll crack the whip if you hear him pout

You expect him to take care of you

As you do what you want to do

He's your man on a leash

Barefoot in the kitchen cooking up a feast

You'll have your cake, he'll eat your keash

You'll keep him in his place

Stepping hard upon the masculine race

As he states his case

What a feminine disgrace

But you are none the less
the woman of the house

All he'll hear is your ferocious roar

As you leave the house and slam the door.

Written by: Michael K. Englmann

Sometime in May 2014

AKA: BigBang/BlueSkyIgniter

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Some Kind Of Spell

Some Kind Of Spell

When I awake I think of you

Betwixed from where I've been

And It would seem

I am under some kind of spell

Cast by cupid to which I fell

Saving me from the fires of hell

Your erotic touch still lingers under my skin

Giving life to a man that had taken it hard on the chin

By an ex wicked wife of the East

That had left his heart badly wrinkled and creased

So here I stand, loosed threads, rebuilding strand by strand

I've forgotten how love can feel

What's the deal

Have I lost my mind

Has my heart gone hard

Has my soul gone blind

I believe I can feel and see again better than ever before

If I step through loves revolving door

To where you are

Leaving behind where I've been

Shedding my old skin

My greatest adventure with you can now begin

Written by: Michael K. Englmann

On: April 03, 2014

AKA: BigBang/BlueSkyIgniter

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The Things I Cannot See

The Things I Cannot See

My polarized thoughts shape me

My beliefs scape me

Keeping me from falling

Keeping me from stalling

I shine like my brother the sun

Whose job is an important one

None can deny the life it brings

As it makes all living things sing

A note is just another note without a melody to carry it through

My heart is just another heart without the love that shines bright from you

Glory, glory halleluiah, my heart and soul now sing a melody for two

Page by gilded page

Scented with oregano, rosemary and sage

Reminding me of the things I cannot see

Written by: Michael K. Englmann

On: March 31, 2014

AKA: BigBang/BlueSkyIgniter

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Something Special ( A snap shot from my diary worth of remembrance)

Something Special




Yesterday I drove my new girl friend and her two daughters to the Vancouver Airport. They are going to Mexico. As she hugged and kissed me good-bye, she whispered  " I love you " in my ear. What? It shocked me a little, and made me feel a little awkward, but equally happy. I did not say it back to her because I'm not ready for that, but I really, really, really like her a lot and would like to continue dating her. We made love the night before, which will be the 6th time. She is really good in bed. I've made her cum 4 times. My nickname for her is " Tulip" because she loves the tulip flower, and because she wanted to kiss me so bad during the first 3 weeks of dating, but I resisted. LOL When she returned, she told me she said "I Love you", just in case she died on the way to Mexico. At least then she would have had the chance to say how she feels. It made me feel very guilty, I just wasn't ready. I needed time to develop this new relationship at my own pace. After she flew away, I awoke the next day feeling very happy. Yeah, I'm at Starbucks now contemplating this new adventure I'm on.




March 25, 2014

I Really Like You

I Really Like You

I really like you

And I think you like me too.

I know Spider Man can kiss upside down

And the queen can flash the jewels upon her golden crown

But I know how to make your eyes gleam and turn you frown upside down

I really, really like you

And I think you really, really like me too.

I know Jesus Christ was first to be free of sin

And George Hodgson was first to win gold at an Olympic swim

But I know I was the first to write you a poem that left goose bumps upon your skin.

I really, really, really like you

And I think you really, really, really like me too.

I may not be made of bullet proof raw hide

But I do know that deep inside me is a heart of gold

Waiting for a girl like you with a heart of gold too.

Written by: Michael K. Englmann

On: March 17, 2014

AKA: BigBang/BlueSkyIgniter

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Diana's Love Retreat

Diana's Love Retreat

Dream Angel, dream of a night so hot

As sweet as whipped cream

Your passionate screams bump, bump, bumping off the walls

As my fingers creep up your lacy see through shawl

Dam you taste so good

Your honey dripping

Our bodies sweating

I'll bet you'll make me cream deep

Just after you go down to blow and our bodies meet

This love affair won't go down in defeat

If every night I get to eat desert at Diana's Love Retreat.

Written by: Michael K. Englmann

On: March 18, 2014

AKA: BigBang/BlueSkyIgniter

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Simple Me.... Simple You

Simple Me... Simple You

Simple me....

In this mindset I see....

Endless days, day dreaming in the shade of Mother Earth's Knowledge Tree.

Feeding from its fruit....

Undressed of the corporate suit...

Listening to the music that flows from her silver flute.

Hither yonder...

My mind will continue to wonder....

As I search for a word or two to say to you

Under these endless skies of blue....

Simple You.....

Thinking happy thoughts, Tulip girl of red...

Soon enough you'll be in the comport of your cozy bed

Dreaming of words that your Shakespeare once said

To be or not to be.....

He loves me not, He loves me true....

Given time you'll bond as one from two

Written by: Michael K. Englmann

On: March 10, 2014

AKA: BigBang/BlueSkyIgniter

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Diana's Tu-lips

Diana's Tu-lips

Another day is upon you as your night turns to day

God is smiling and sends his love your way

Outside Tu-lips gleam of colors galore

As your angels sing, dance and sore

The spring rains cleanse the air

Gentle winds cause tu-lips to sway and pair

Soon your heart will glow and your eyes will flutter

As your world gradually fills with butter...flies

That softly utter words that true Love's kiss is close at hand

In your heart the warmth of the sun will heat your shores of white sand

Lapping waves and blue sky will give way to a promise

That forever more this dream will never die.

Warm tears trickling down your cheek

Quivering hands and knees so week

Its just to bad the guy you love is such a freak. Lol

Written by: Michael K. Englmann

On: March 04, 2014

AKA: BigBang/BlueSkyIgniter

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Caught In The Middle (Version One)

Caught In The Middle

Version One

I'm caught in the middle of famine and feast

Bumping heads with beauty and bewildering beast

I'm damned if I do and damned if I don't

My mother keeps says to put on a coat

So I won't catch walloping death of a cold

While Dad grumbles words that Disciples once told

I'll call it a day and  flip on a coin

Drink the red wine and dine on some loin

Have my fair share of the pudding and pie

I'll be Labeled in vain, what a good boy am I 

Then in the end how would I feel

After I settle for something not real 

I want what is best for them both don't you see

I'm caught in the middle, please let me be free

I'll break the mirror and calm the beast

So upon my soul it will not feast

Between you and me 

Is not a good place to be

Written by Michael K. Englmann

On July 19, 2014

AKA: BigBang

www.ihauljunk.ca

Yours For Now

Yours For Now

When I opened my heart to let you in

I had no idea of how to begin

There was you and there was me

And in between us both I could see

A promise of a happy family

You have your ways and I have mine

But if our love persists, in time we'll find

That our souls will lovingly combine

We both share in a dream

Unlike anything that's ever been seen

Like Rome, our love for one another will take more that a day to grow

That being said, you are worth working hard for, this I know

For now, I'm yours and maybe forever if you choose............

Written by Michael K. Englmann ( For Tulip My Love ) 

On July 14, 2014

AKA: BigBang

www.ihauljunk.ca

I Sit And Think of Yesterday

I Sit And Think Of Yesterday

Along a forest path I wonder

It's strewn with beautiful things to ponder

A Tulip over here and brook over there

Put on pause are my troubles and care

I sit and think of yesterday 

I can't get back, I've lost my way

If your love for me is true

Fate will bring me back to you

Written by Michael K. Englmann

On July 27, 2014

AKA: BigBang

www.ihauljunk.ca

At Rainbows End (You'll Find But Brass)

At Rainbows End

(You'll Find But Brass)



I'm not sure my words I own

Having hewn from mental stone

Could it be I'm a leprechaun

To show the way to heart of gold 

Instilling hope in the public pawn

I must admit that I am green

The prettiest face you've ever seen

But I will ask this one last time

Are these words my own to rhyme

Time will tell if truth be told

That in our hands our fate we hold

But till this day has come to pass

At rainbows end you'll find but brass

Written By: Michael K. Englmann

On the

Second Day
Of The
Eighth Month

In the Year
Two Thousand And Fourteen

AKA: BigBang / BlueSkyIgniter

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michaelenglmann@shaw.ca

Someday Souls Will Sore Again

Someday Souls Will Soar Again

Rising higher this stony world. 

Once so soft but now so knurled

Made of glass, rock and sweat. 

A lot of lives were lost I bet

If you build they say they'll come

But at what cost to bring undone

I'd rather have the birds and bees

The water, dirt and tall tall trees

Someday souls will soar again

I say this strong in J.C's name

You can't hear and you can't see

But given time you'll be set free

Written by Michael K. Englmann

On August 2, 2014

AKA: Big Bang

www.iambigbang.blogspot.com
michaelenglmann@shaw.ca