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Thursday, November 28, 2024

OUR MAN in EUROPE/BELIZE: Dave Delacroix/David Michael Oxley Esq.: "Night of the Cougar!"

 Our Man in Europe/Belize: Dave Delacroix: "Night of the Cougar."


The NIGHT of the Cougars, not a Gigolo in sight just an incessant PURR - be prepared! -to freak out or conquered, a boy Scout?  NO full moon, no Moon at ALL just a schmoozing constant drawl to piss off the Apostles whom we - mostly - believe and, maybe some Gospel experience might keep a novice safe?

The Night of the Cougars, prodding their butts & cheeks. From the "last valley" who WILL dance U to your demise, wriggle into a Leopard Skin, flash eyes, Credit Cards, or just plain "joi de vie" (Whisky) to LAMIA un-coil before your eyes? Hard to say. A Cobra. Or an Ace of Spades?

The Night of the Cougars, splayed, upon a branch on a forgotten tree; her yesterday's wardrobe, scattered, cosmetics, perfumes, lingerie, a discarded record collection and a menstruation that recently "Arrivederci", NO WORSE than APOLLO, sans "Dick"? Every dog, has they say, has its whoosits? DO Vampires carry Health Insurance?

The Night of the Cougar. The thankless Urban Jungle. The love-less eternity. The Lamb. A Tiger. As IF when GOD says  after marriage, children, divorce: "I have no further use for thee!" Did Man TOO, make Me!? Tweedle-E-Dum. (Call the Lawyers?)

The Night of the Cougar. Darkest. Sublime. What simmers in her supremacy? A Medusa? Or enlightened, a frenzy of VISION? -as eyes shimmer like a Winters moon, a cold kiss to an almost long-forgotten BLISS that sustains a Cougar's tempered growl; a final PURR or does she BITE: Good night! Another Trophy on a someone's callous wall...(?)

c. dave delacroix. Nov 2024. (thanksgiving)

Sunday, November 24, 2024

OUR DUDE in EUROPE, Dave Delacroix/David Michael Oxley: "The only Woman I ever loved."

 

OUR MAN in EUROPE, Dave Delacroix: "The only Woman I ever loved."

(dedicato Marc Pierson)

The Only Woman I ever loved.


...the ONLY WOMAN I ever loved, in Paris, ROME or at High School, ravishing, debonair, beyond compare? She HAD a million dollars, a 300 ft. Yacht (Knew David Geffen!), and a pink Giraffe!

...the ONLY WOMAN I ever loved she MURDERED (film-noir) my heart-HER competitor with a Chainsaw & a load of Pills. They made a Movie about it, but she/WE got off Scot free (I was not a suspect) & went to live in Normandy, ate fresh oysters?

...the ONLY WOMAN I ever loved (SO hard to be a SEX-symbol) died in a head-on Car-collision. the OTHER driver was caught on fuzzy roadside-Foto CCTV. He got away. The Postman never masturbates twice.

...the ONLY WOMAN I loved lies in the cusp of Tomorrow, a Lamia, perhaps, for U too designating, Destiny, an origami upon a brow or a smile upon a face? "FLY Fleance FLY!" The "Scottish Play" outlives Eternity!

c.davedelacroix. 2024. corozal, belize.

Tuesday, November 19, 2024

OUR MAN in EUROPE/BELIZE: Dave Delacroix (Song:) "If I had U?"

Our Man in Europe/Belize: Dave Delacroix (Song:) "If I had U?"

(dedicato: Countess Elizabeth Grant.)

SONG: "If I had U?"

 ...I would quit robbing Banks, doing Blackmail, outright MURDER, all these things I'd DO? I'd try to be a FILM NOIR good guy if I had U?

I would wear a Pink Tut-Tu, never ever borrow money, I'd strut down Main Street.  I'd do a bunch of things and THEN SOME, pay OFF all my I.O.U's  if I had U?

(Double Vocal:) I would WALK a mile, completely stark naked, on 5th Avenue!!!!...

(Double Vocal:) I'd blame it on the Drink, or whatever I could think, and ARRESTED, never mention your name?... (SUZIE, right?)

I would be ever faithful, destroy all my fake Passports. I'd swear on a STACK of whoosits...if I had U! And WHISKY only Wednesday, I'd go to Church on Sundays if I had U!

TRA-La_la_la, LA-LA ad infinitum.

c.davedelacroix/our man europe/belize/nov, 2024, recovering from Throat cancer.

Saturday, November 16, 2024

OUR MAN in EUROPE, now BELIZE, Dave Delacroix a.k.a. David Michael Oxley (on F-book): "Chocolate Biscuits!"

 Our Man In Europe/Belize, Dave Delacroix/David Michael Oxley: "Chocolate Biscuits."

ARE THERE ANY Chocolate Biscuits left in Heaven? If so, is there a queue? My GAL would want DARK chocolate; some folks R just happy to get a shot of Whisky and those with HALF a brain just peace of mind? And the "Wallflowers" demand a Mirror, some fancy-boys too: spangles & sparklers DO for KIDS-gone too soon alas. Whilst tranquility for the Aged or Wise, active Zealots never get up there! Funny, that. They just run around in circles outside of the Pearly Gates. The great MASS just wander passed, staring, equally non-cognoscente of the heaven before their eyes. ARE THERE ANY Chocolate Biscuits left in Heaven? I hear Da-Vinci, Hafiz, Shakespeare, Dante, Beethoven, Confucius had   voracious appetites?

c.dave delacroix, corozal-belize, hurricane sara, nov. 2024.

Friday, November 15, 2024

OUR MAN in EUROPE/BELIZE Dave Delacroix/David Michael Oxley (on Facebook of course): "Signs & Wonders."

Our Man in Europe/Belize, Dave Delacroix/David Michael Oxley (on Facebook of course): "Signs & Wonders/Emperor of the Night."


Signs & wonders this side of Paradise, within your eye that beckons me?

Signs & wonders skim across the HOCKNEY swimming pool that reverse-shadows its own waking dream?

Signs & wonders and cold spray of a fleeting Sirocco, traversed from Morocco to OUR tropical dawn?

Signs & wonders, your breakfast smile, mystery. Who do U love?

Signs & wonders, kisses beguile our eternity like flightless birds commanded by a divinity, the Emperor of our Night.

c.davedelacroix. Corozal-Belize, Nov. 2024.

Thursday, November 7, 2024

Our Man in Europe/Belize, Dave Delacroix/David Michael Oxley (Same guy): "For the Price of Pussy!"

Our Man in Europe/Belize: Dave Delacroix: "For the Price of Pussy. 


For the PRICE of PUSSY Greek Tribes launched a 1,000 ships? A Golden Fleece, a prize, a revenge, a seizure for a pitiful Blonde? MEN DIED for greater, possibly lesser reasons but Ship Building commerce has never seen such a frantic Age? Internet PORN retains its value long side Bullion Gold. Ask any Banker. Nothing changes/Man's shadowy brows.

For the price of BEAVER, not since the AMERICA'S holocaust; Carrib, North-West, Tex-Mex, tribes felled like human-forests, riddled with disease or subservient SLAVERY way before BLM or some song bout da Wind? The Limey's (English) bin singing that one since the ROMAN invasion of England?

For the PRICE of your SENSIBILITIES (should U own the latest Tech-Comm.-gizmo), "triggered" by a draft in your latest headspace? Go think of those poor devils, ROWING on a Greek or Roman TRIREME (big boat) a-slaved to an endless journey across terrible, troubled waters? Cruise Ship, Ship-board jokes badda-bing but never getting laid?

For WANT of a HEADSTONE, a memorial, a Pharoah ENSLAVED 1,000's to work-live-die building a PYRAMID, more a concrete conception than the mother KIT-E-KAT from which he was spawned. And the least fluid in essence than most historic monuments; yet ironically, like vulcanized-Pompeii bread DEATH, the Past, has no taste except for THOSE who would wish to repeat Man's folly. Pussy-incentives, cakes & ale.

c.2024. davedelacroix

Wednesday, November 6, 2024

Our Man in Europe/Belize, Dave Delacroix a.k.a. David Michael Oxley (F-book): SONG, based on 1933 tune, "In my Little Red Book.": "In my little Kibbutz."

 Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix (awfully famous!): (Song:) "In my little Kibbutz."


In my little Kibbutz

where I found U?

In my little Kibbutz

my only True?


In the days that we dance

I dance with U;

In my little Kibbutz

my One & only true-Blue..


A WORLD in strife

a future, love or a knife,

a kiss or farewell

tomorrow brings;


Heaven or Hell?

In my One sacred World

just loving U?


In my little Kibbutz

Our love is True.

In my little Kibbutz

I belong to U.


c.davedelacroix, corozal-belize.

Tuesday, November 5, 2024

Our Man in Europe/now BELIZE, Dave Delacroix (On Facebook: David Michael Oxley): "IS your Blue my Blue?"

 Our Buddy in Europe/Belize, Dave Delacroix: Is ya Blue Mah Blue?"

Is your Blue my Blue, is your Blue my Gig, the one that dances madly, CRAZY, killer-twist, does it fandango, will it waltz into our eternity, GONE!?

Is your Blue OUR Blue or fade into "Film-Noir" murder, blackmail, betrayal, that cinematic song? Will it mambo, will it tango into our eternity: GONE!?

Is ya bluest-azure memory, only mine, or yours, shared upon a beach; the gentle waves ripple over our entwined bodies, usurping all conception, no yesterday, tonight or the dawn?

c. dave delacroix. nov 2024.corozal-belize. chateaux pelican