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A.H. Scott: Madison’s Key

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Poetry by A.H. Scott, Copyright 2019

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Madison’s Key

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Mauve painted nails gingerly pressed against Maurice’s chest
Madison whispered, “Babe, you should get some rest”
Maurice’s left hand had a different plan
He placed his hands over hers and warmly remarked, “Whenever I relax with you, my dear. It’s always best”
“You lay back on this bed”, Madison knew their calypso of caressing would soon begin
As he did so, their hands parted ways
He folded hands behind his head and waited for her delightful play
Madison’s auburn locks flowed against the tip of his cock
“Oh”, Maurice reacted from this feathery touch
“And, to think you were just yawning few moments ago”, She purred, “When you’re turned on it, gives me a rush”
Shaft palmed and funneled slowly by both of her hands
Maurice knew he needn’t make any demands
Madison’s mouth proceeded upon him in a silent dialogue of skill and tenderness
Maurice was never a man to be selfish in the sphere of satisfaction
He enjoyed Madison’s delectable attractions
“Feels nice, feels good”, He motioned hands from behind his head and against her swerving shoulders
Madison gazed up at him with eyes of electric ecstasy
Maurice smiled, “To have you is my wish”
Her hands moved from his root and up to his mouth slowly, “Wish fulfilled”
Maurice’s lips lightly tapped against those painted nails, as he would return the favor and taste her flavor
Madison switched places with him upon the bed
She laid back and revealed her precious gem
Maurice polished her to a state of shimmering ascent
Madison’s moans filled the bedroom, as she kept eyes on him
His mouth took her there
There to that place where her core existed
As Madison squealed, Maurice knew he had her
Not just in an exquisite feast of fantasy’s flourishing
But, an excavation and expectation of spiritual symmetry
Madison’s fingers ran through his wavy, brown hair
Maurice’s head moved with precision in the realm of precious pleasure
Connection of root and rose came in moments next, as Maurice and Madison melted in movement
Like a balmy wave in summer, they glided together on that bed with tempered ease
Crashing minutely, yet cresting in a simultaneous tide
This was their comfort as the dew of dedication seamlessly swirled in a scintillating culmination between them
As they locked eyes in that familiar way, each were draped in devotion’s view
She was unlocked and absorbed in his rousing reverie
Maurice was Madison’s key
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About The Author: A.H. Scott is a poet based in New York City and frequent contributor to Tony Ward Studio. To read additional articles by A. H. Scott, go here: http://tonywarderotica.com/4827-2/
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A.H. Scott: Blade of Power

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Poetry by A.H. Scott, Copyright 2019

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Blade of Power

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Which is stronger?
Grass or is it concrete?
A blade of grass is stronger
Stronger not because of heft
But, because of its’ ability to adapt and transform itself
Survives and thrives in ways that are miraculous
It pushes through that hardened ground and strives towards the sun
Like a magnet it rises up, even when it seems it doesn’t have a chance
Human beings have the choice of form
Cold concrete for some
Transformative blade of grass for others
Never staying down under the weight of the hard times in life
The blade of grass pushes forward with tiny might
Little warrior is that blade of grass
Even when crushing concrete seems to be kicking its’ ass
Blade doesn’t give up
It waits in the cut
Wiggling its’ way through the fissures that cause small cracks
Sun is calling
Blade is answering the bell
Who knew something so small could be like Hercules
Look down at the sidewalk and remember what you see
Among the gray ground, green slivers break on through
We are the blades of grass
Believe you me
For the battle upward through the concrete is our trip to clarity
Be that blade of grass
Not broken by wind or rain
What seems crushed by concrete, is only taking a break to a revival
We are the blade of grass
Concrete may ignore us
But, we must hold fast
Sun’s rays are waving us towards the sky
Tiny miracles come in the blink of an eye
Blade of grass survives all the storms
This is what you and I are
And, for generations to come
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About The Author: A.H. Scott is a poet based in New York City and frequent contributor to Tony Ward Studio. To read additional articles by A. H. Scott, go here: http://tonywarderotica.com/a-h-scott-yes-she-is/
 
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A.H. Scott: Yes, She Is!

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Artwork by A.H. Scott, Copyright 2019

 

 

Text and Artwork by A.H. Scott, Copyright 2019

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YES, SHE IS!
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She is mother
She is daughter
She is sister
She is affection’s flourish
She is a forthright ally across the horizon
She is comfort like no other
She is half of the Celestial puzzle
She is magnet to your core
She holds heaven’s surprise
She stands with principle
She falls
She crawls
She is fire
She is demure
She is a sigh
She is roar
She is all that the world can endure
She is days of past
She is the warrior that outlasts
She is now
She is beacon of tomorrow
She is wisdom in a wink of an eye
She is mystique
She is spry
She is unique
She is all which you seek
She is contradiction
She is delectation
She is infatuation
She is spotlight’s siren
She is dismissal’s damsel
She absorbs the tears you cry
She is protector of the weak
She is I Can
She is I Can’t
She is silence
She is rant
She is courage
She makes a plan
She battles the strong
She kisses destiny whenever she can
She is dawn of anew
She is morning dew
She is I
She is you
She is her
She is what, why, when, where, how and who
Yes, she is everything through and through
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About The Author: A.H. Scott is a poet based in New York City and frequent contributor to Tony Ward Studio. To read additional articles by A. H. Scott, go here: http://tonywardstudio.com/blog/a-h-scott-sour-moneybags-dumbasssss-song/
 
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A.H. Scott: Sour Moneybags’ Dumbasssss Song

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A.H. Scott: Sour Moneybags’ Dumbasssss Song

 

Poetry by A.H. Scott, Copyright 2018

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Sour Moneybags’ Dumbasssss Song

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Tweets don’t fail me now!

Tweets don’t fail me now!

Tweets don’t fail me now!

On the run

Ain’t no pun

Feelin’ the strain on my feet, as under the sun my old body is beat

Hellhounds on my trail

I’m being persecuted beyond the pale

Gotta run from “The Man”

Cuz’ I’m a renegade without no plan or power

Oh, who am I kiddin’, I’m “The Man” livin’ in the Ivory Tower

They call me Prez,

But, behind my back they call me Sauer

Mueller’s on my case

But, no crimes are mine

Not even a trace

Gotta stick it to “The Man”

Cuz’ I’m a poor l’il lamb

Just ignore the fact that I’m outta’ the crib with my pappy’s platinum rib

Gold home plate is ever so great

But, I’m a lonely man in the peoples’ house all alone

Yet, there is that certain something that melts my heart and keeps me from turning to stone

As long as I have that aqua chirper, I sure as hell ain’t alone

Tweets don’t fail me now!

Tweets don’t fail me now!

Gavel’s gonna’ get me, if I stand still

Nancy P. lookin’ at me and is goin’ in for the kill

Gotta put on a mask of strength

Even though I’m on the short end of length

Dames! Dames! Ruining my game

RBG is the Energizer Bunny and fit as a fiddle

She’s older than me, but I’m a tantrum toddler that dribbles

My iron grip is startin’ to slip with every pushback of democracy’s nibble

But, I’m new to this job, ya’ gotta remember that fact

Two years running and I still ain’t got no tact

Gotta’ keep on the run

Ya’ know I ain’t no nun

Ya’ know I ain’t no monk

Damn, gotta keep on runnin’, to keep out of this funk

But, Mueller’s crampin’ my style

Now, Dems ain’t lettin’ me have no more fun

Guard rails be damned, I’m drivin’ this mutha of a country off the razor’s edge

After all, I’m running this show with my orange glow

Yet, nobody realizes that hazy hue is actually my halo

Promises, promises, I screech again and again

Gonna make a run for the border and get me some cashin’

Makin’ them Mexicans pay for my wall is my key voting blocks’ passion

Sour Moneybags spouting gibberish of worker bees praising him for shutdown

While, fed employees’ cash flow is running down

Tweets don’t fail me now!

Tweets don’t fail me now!

My dumbass song won’t do me wrong

This is my song, am I wrong? Am I wrong?

Cuz’ it got me where I am all along

Gazing out my window, I see the little bluebird

As it flies by, I run outside and give it a wave

Little bluebird comes closer towards me

It must be quite brave

A fat turd from that bird lands in my eye

Screaming, I cry, “Why? Why? Why?”

Tweet is my friend, again and again

Yet, sweet bird of blue is a myth that is ever so true

When a tweet comes from the soul which is sour, call of the barbarian is diminished in power

Tweet defeat

He CAN be beat

Dems don’t fail us now!

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About The Author: A.H. Scott is a poet based in New York City and frequent contributor to Tony Ward Studio. To read additional articles by A. H. Scott, go here:http://tonywardstudio.com/blog/a-h-scott-crumblin-dice/

 

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A.H. Scott: Crumblin Dice

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Crumblin Dice & Codename: Oh No

Commentary by A.H. Scott, Copyright 2018

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PIDDLER ON THE ROOF

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CRUMBLIN’ DICE

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I bet you know the tune “Accentuate the Positive”, which includes the line of ‘don’t mess with mister in between’. Well, now I want to introduce you to “Mr. Even If”. You know him, he’s the man of orange glow, who denies the rumors and then admits that they might be true; based simply on his admittance of the following: “Even if I did it…..”

He’s done this when musing on his pursuing The Moscow Tower Project and then the later payments to Stormy Daniels and Karen McDougal.

THE WASHINGTON TIMES NEWSPAPER – Thursday, November 29, 2018:

Faced with Cohen’s new story, the president offered a new argument of his own. He said there “would have been nothing wrong” if the Trump Organization had struck a money-making deal with the Russians during the campaign.

“Even if he [Cohen] was right, it doesn’t matter, because I was allowed to do whatever I wanted to during the campaign,” Mr. Trump said. “I was running my business. We had a position to possibly do a deal to build a building of some kind in Moscow. I decided not to do it. The primary reason was very simple — I was focused on running for president. There would be nothing wrong if I did do it.”

The president said he has often “joked” about being the only presidential candidate in 2016 who was simultaneously trying to run a business. He said he had to consider the possibility that he might lose the presidential race.

(Source: Dave Boyer at The Washington Times – Thursday, November 29, 2018 –  https://www.washingtontimes.com/news/2018/nov/29/donald-trump-says-cohen-weak-person-asserts-he-was/)

2 PRESIDENTIAL TWEETS VIA TWITTER – Monday, December 10, 2018:

(First of 2 tweets)

“Democrats can’t find a Smocking Gun tying the Trump campaign to Russia after James Comey’s testimony. No Smocking Gun…No Collusion.” @FoxNews  That’s because there was NO COLLUSION. So now the Dems go to a simple private transaction, wrongly call it a campaign contribution,…” – 5:46 AM – 10 Dec 2018

(Second of 2 tweets)

….which it was not (but even if it was, it is only a CIVIL CASE, like Obama’s – but it was done correctly by a lawyer and there would not even be a fine. Lawyer’s liability if he made a mistake, not me). Cohen just trying to get his sentence reduced. WITCH HUNT!” – 6:00 AM – 10 Dec 2018

(Source: Twitter @realDonaldTrump – Monday, December 10, 2018)

To me, it’s bad enough that he lies as easily as he breathes. But, what takes it to another level is his vile ability to turn the tables of what’s real upside down with coming right to that edge of justification in saying, ‘even if’. He just has the stones to say that with a verbal shrug, realizing the members of his Republi-Cult will keep their mouths shut, ears closed and minds stilled in fear of retribution by him.

And, as for the Democrats who are taking the majority in January, they seem scattered on what they want to do. I’ll give this to the Republicans (and, it’s sad to acknowledge it), but when they focus on one thing, they move in unison as a fist. I chuckle sometimes for the Democrats who always find a way to try to be fair; even when being fair means coming out on the short end of the stick.

Democrats in the House Leadership shouldn’t be squeamish in bringing up discussion of impeachment.

During Watergate, there were three of five Articles of Impeachment against President Richard Nixon that passed:

Article 1 – Obstruction of Justice

(Cover-up of Watergate break-in)

Article 2 – Abuse of Power

(Improper administration of justice)

Article 3 – Contempt of Congress

(Failure to comply with subpoenas)

In the matter of President Donald Trump, the possibility of the fifth article that failed during the Watergate scandal could possibly pass through committee today:

Article 5 – Failure to pay taxes

(What’s in his tax returns?)

As days pass and the apathy from the Republicans continue, it proves that Richard Nixon ain’t got sh*t on Donald Trump. I bet the Quaker from Whittier is scoffing from his perch in the afterlife at this ongoing travesty.

The breadth of what surrounds the Trump investigation makes the Watergate scandal seem like tiddlywinks, because of one difference; a foreign nation has their hooks into our democratic process. And, for that alone, impeachment should be first, second, and last on the list of things needing to get done from the incoming Congress in January 2018.

To the House Democrats, I have something to say: “If President Trump wants the Wall. Give it to him. USE THE BRICKS OF IMPEACHMENT TO BECOME THE WALL OF JUSTICE!”

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“CODENAME: OH NO”

Caught with his hand in the cookie jar

He’s Mr. Even If

You know him

Starts off as a denier of truth

Yet, as time shakes the crumbs from his hand, he flips the response again and again

He’s Mr. Even If

That’s what he said

Because, Even If he had done it, it wouldn’t be at all bad

Mr. Even If is a droplet of mercury

Look at him slide

And, he does it with a furious thumb or snickering pride

“No Collusion!” is parroted like a reflex

Tower of proposal brushed with invisible paint

He’s new to this line of work, so don’t hold his feet to the fire

And, his ex-fixer has gotta be a liar

But, Even If he wasn’t, this is just about sex

“No Sex With Them Broads!”

Ain’t you heard what he done said

Yet, then again, Mr. Even If flips it off one more time

Even If he paid ‘em off, he said that ain’t no crime

Crumbs on his fingers

Crumbs on his soul

Crumbs on the resolute desk are getting out of control

Mr. Even If is playing his role

“CODENAME: OH NO” might fit his name

But, the truth is that his tongue is staked by another in the global game

Ladies and gentlemen, let me introduce you to Dazhe Yesli

This is “CODENAME: OH NO’s” proper moniker

Google Translate will show you the way

With Mr. Even If, what’s real and fake is in constant shift

Now let the crumbs of obfuscation make your intelligence drift

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About The Author: A.H. Scott is a poet based in New York City and frequent contributor to Tony Ward Studio. To read additional articles by A. H. Scott, go here: http://tonywardstudio.com/blog/a-h-scott-piddler-on-the-roof/

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