The Rise of Jackie Bordeaux

Jackie was kissed

by a soldier

clad in a guise of achievement.

A faultless

&

completeness

a wholeness of virtues

staring out through sorrowful blues.

His eyes were:

Dreamy Blues

Brightly Smooth

Daringly Brave

Blindingly Cool

Dearly Beloved

Boldly True

Devilishly Befriending

Trustfully Blue

And…

He stood tall

bound up strong

&

mighty

for all eyes to see.

He stood on rubble

&

ash

watching over his cavalry.

With eyes ablaze

and a mind

that has undone

a well-done maze.

He stood with conviction

that satisfied his addiction

for blood

sweat

&

tears

that weathered him beyond his years.

He had grown darker

colder

&

smokier

from war's smolder.

Running his lines

pushing

&

forcing

the regimented grinds.

For that crimson wave

that he held above all else.

A patriot standard

to which he held himself.

He ran his field

of fully-loaded mice

to be quiet as lice.

He called all shots

while slithering

&

dancing

through the dots

to a rhythm

like a clock.

But when the clock chimed 8

on his 31st day out...

his world went blank.

Lost was the luck

he and his mice once had

&

to the ground

he

sank.

Only to be awoken by

bright lights

&

joyous valor

and the singing delights

of a children’s choir.

That patriotically

&

poetically gave

meaning

&

grace

to his new

well-sculpted face.

Then...

He spoke his speech,

with such power,

with such reach,

that sent chills through the bodies

of those

who could hear

his heartbeat

clear.

He said:

“I came as who I was

I left as what I saw.

With an imprinted picture,

my mind did draw.

Not soft,

not sweet,

but brutal as hell.

Like the cold, dirty lies

the Devil does tell.

I took that hell,

that the devil did give

while knocking at death's door,

to say...

Screw you, I’ll live!

But having seen what I saw,

of life so raw,

it seems only fitting

I should choose now...

To sit under moonlit skies

&

talk to candlelit flies

&

never ask God why.”

So it was…

At that moment

on that day

the sun was set high

in the reflective sky

glaring back on the streets below

with scents of cherries

coming in low.

When they...

Locked their eyes together

on the "them" they came to know.

At that moment

on that day

the grass around her

flowered in color.

For he charmed her

he held her

in noisy mid-air

until she became unaware

of everything else around her,

of everyone else around her.

It mattered not

what they thought,

who they were,

where they were from,

or the valor’s that he’d won.

At that moment

on that day

they became

ear to ear smiles

at the future

that lay before them

as the they

became

one.

Their thoughts drifted into focus

on that cherry breath of a breeze

that lifted their cares

&

their concerns.

For they wanted more of that

Crisp

Clean

New

We

Fun!

So she said…

“Come.

Sit down with me

for a cup of java

that’s as hot as molten lava.

Explain to me

your philosophies on life

while I design your heart

with my carving knife.

Play my soul

with your box of tools

while I teach your heart

of my golden rules.

We’ll tell each other

of our desired dreams

while we make every day

a steamy love scene.”

So...

Their sun-kissed skin,

His eyes clear blue,

Her green eyes true,

Both saying:

“It just had to be you!”

Their smiles ignited

their fires within.

Walking with passionate

patient steps.

Discovering an admiration

for each other’s

depths.

Building a beautiful airtight love

Brick

By

Brick.

Standing stronger together

then ever apart.

This was a forever thing

not a fling

strings were attached.

They were each other’s

perfect match.

And so...

Days then came as many

Many came as signs

Signs they did find

Find so divine

Divine as the grapes

Grapes eaten by the plenty

Plenty being the number

Number to which they lived by

By and bye their days did fly

Fly, they did just that

That journeyed destination to everywhere

Everywhere could be anywhere

Anywhere they could be building

Building a foundation

Foundation on which they’ll plant

Plant deep seeded roots

Roots by the plenty

Believing their lives to never again be empty.