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Details | Narrative | |

Home Awakens

The house sits silent. 

All but for the creaks and groans 

as the house settles on it’s aging foundation. 

The arthritic sound of wood. 

A faint hum from the refrigerator, 

is the backdrop, to the passing of time 

from the Grandfather clock in the hall. 

A cat sits on the stairwell landing. 

A silent witness to the night. 

It’s green eyes glowing softly, 

within the slash of moonlight. 

The gentle sounds of sleep 

come from the rooms above. 

The slow steady drip of a faucet, 

the only sound within the home. 

A breeze sweeps through an open 

French door, billowing, gauzy curtains. 

Carrying with it the scents 

of Honey suckle and Rose. 

The wood rope swing that hangs 

from the gnarled tree, is caught 

up in the nighttime breath, to cast about. 

The old rope squeaks it’s protest. 

The wind in the leaves rustle out 

their own soft song.  Singing to sleep 

the birds and small creatures of the day. 

Welcoming the night hunters. 

As the night passes and the sun begins to rise, 

so too the house awakens. 

The cat uncurls to stretch 

and head out the open door. 

the drip of the faucet, 

is now a steady stream, 

Washing off a face of sleep. 

From the kitchen, comes the smell 

of coffee freshly brewing. 

So starts the new day. 

The sun will ride this day's sky, 

to set once again. 

The house will settle anew, 

welcoming the night time stage. 


Details | Narrative | |

Shake, Rattle and Roll - Big Joe Turner

Third verse:
I'm like a one-eyed cat peepin' in a seafood sto'
I'm like a one-eyed cat peepin' in a seafood sto'
Well I can look at you and tell you ain' no child no mo'
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A few interpretations for this visually challanged and rather paranoid creature:

Still makes me hungry just don't LOOK good as it used to or
Still smells good, just ain't sure what I'm SMELLIN' no more or
Don't LOOK good as it used to, Don't SMELL good as it used to and
Definitely don't TASTE good as it used to or...

I was born that way, so what? or
Used to have two, now I only got one and
That's all you need to peep with anyways and
I think that's all you got left too so...

Let's put our eyes together on this thing and
Let's sneak over there and tom-peep that hole and
You peep on the women seafood and tell me about it and
I'll peep on the men seafood and tell you about it and...

Wait a minute here, something's not...
No, no I'm not gay! I swear I'm not!
I know by the above verse it might appear that way but
I swear to god! I swear to god I never...

Alright now, this has gone JUST ABOUT FAR ENOUGH and
You can't hardly tell them apart anyway and
The men don't even have one...they just kinda sprinkle, you know and
The rest just...How do I know? Well I-uh...read it somewhere and...

Oh, just kiss my big you-know-what! and
Wait!...I-I mean...if you're a FEMALE fish you can or a lady uh...
Oyster? Or girl crab or ..Hey, stop that!...Ow!
I didn't say...Ouch! Why you!...(Sigh) let's try this again, shall we?
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Sorry folks...Just had to get this out of my system...Hope you think it's funny and
What?... WELL!! Kiss my-my uh...Elbow!...yeah, that's it! My elbow...
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Bill Haley and the Comets became rich and famous for doing a 'sanitized' version of this song in 1954... Big Joe's original was considered too suggestive and sexual for white audiences...

Second verse for example:
'Way you wear those dresses, the sun come shinin' thru
Way you wear those dresses, the sun come shinin' thru
I can't believe my eyes all that mess belong to you'

(In 'proper' English: THE way you wear those dresses) 




Details | Light Poetry | |

A CHILD'S MINUTE

written 7th May 2013


Time for a nap
 said the cat
Time to play
 said the puppy, his tail waved
Time for class
 did you hear the bell teacher asked
Time for tea, called mum
 why, your're always last young son!
Time for bed, dad called
 all went quiet down the hall
Brush your teeth, yelled mum
 finally, tucked in tight
All dreamed peacefully, till sunlight


Details | Free verse | |

Playful Day

The sun shone  brightly at last 
On this breezy spring day 
A  black cat stalked  a yellow bird in play,
As he stepped lightly across the fields of grass
 Covered with dew , Alarmed , the bird flew 
Leaving the cat with nothing to do 

The sun shone brightly 
on this breezy spring day 
As the mouse appeared suddenly 
through the field of  grass
And once again the cat turned to play 


Details | Free verse | |

Africa III

Heart pounding
Nervous feeling
Overwhelming
Deep breath to shake it
Cold chill slivers down fast

Beating against cage of heart
Cage of body
Cage of soul
Legs begging to run
Heart aching to be free
Truth to self 
aching to be seen

Sweet scent of dry savannah plains
Sharp smell of thorny veins
The aroma of Africa surrounds
Scents sights sounds 
In these home is found

Frustration mounts 
Captured leopard
Bound

Snarling at every motion made
Scared but defiant
Blinded by fear and rage

Paws long for endless journeys
On paths walked centuries ago
For elegance in element
A space all her own
Where earth still bleeds red on horizon
Morning and night
Continuing the endless fight

Fight for borderless freedom
Everlasting sight
The pale yellow green eyes
Dismays the truth inside
But tell the story
Of wild soul
Story to unfold


Details | I do not know? | |

Love's, Kiss Of Lucidity

Dreams idyllic so weaved....

The sun yet to rise amid the still of an ancients early morn ~

With a train passing by upon this the first day in another falls arrival 

And, a little black cat befriended as of late inching nearer now

Hoping for a moment in kindness, a morsel of food, a stroke aneath warmth

Creation touching creation; lucidity; kisses of love....

Gazing into my beautiful Fathers eyes and all which becomes as light ~

Deep inside sidereals mirrored reflection that I find, heavens ever reaching

To caress these spirits and bless their heart; this heart

Searching for the key in this breath to be free ~ As a baby doe

Listens closely unto the hunters explaining just why it is that

They hunt to stock in craft to slay, their innocent precious loved ones?!

While off the little cat goes amid the great unknown yet known; always

Knowing; as the sun makes its way to greet the life of a new borne day

Anointing these eyes and spirits and hearts and souls so weaved ~

Ancient; that they may find as a dream this key within, a mirrors reflection....

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....“Idyllic Creations Ever Reaching ~ `Loves, Kiss of Lucidity`” *