The collected poetry of chaz valenza including the patent pending* "3 Rules" sonnet.
*The "3 Rules" poem style is patent pending, do not dare use it without a) crediting me, and b) sending me a check for $0.25 U.S. each time you create a "3 Rules" poem.
Given the fact that we know that on par
Half are half of the sum of the beauty that we think we are
And less than a third of us look good in pink
Whereas we all look much better after more than one drink
From a survey conducted at a popular bar
It is known women be more faithful than men near or far
Though men tend to admit they will scratch at the itch
Whenever a feminine eye might just happen to twitch
Take into account the sum of all actions
Geometry, calculus and all rude subtractions
On the spreadsheet of life men claim to fornicate
At forty-four times that of the said female rate
Take me, there is everywhere and
To the time and place where all is lost
And all is gained
Through a look, a touch, a kiss
What is more real than what cannot be bought and sold?
My heart knows nothing of my skeptic derivations
It has no use for less than wind, sea, earth, void, stars, wonder
Tell it what I may
It flies away
And between night and day
It claims there is but one truth
Grip tight over spine tightening
Click, click, click, clicks… too fast, too fast
But oh so slow
Reaching the top, breathing panic
Here we go again
A crying free fall of joy
Rock bottom for less than a moment
That seems forever
This is love
We’re not in it we’re on it
A dragon ride
Does this one have loops?
Will I be turned upside down and inside out?
The fear feels good
Then it feels bad, real bad
Where is this taking me?
Are you willing to ride with me again?
In gritty Coney Island
Worn and battered like me
Still honest fun
We can pay Guido for a couple greenbacks
For the first car
It seems unfair, with all those in line
Are we willing to be the lucky ones?
And tell each other it’s okay
It’s own reward