Nimble News and Vital Views

Groaning and mourning Separate body from mind Joking, poking and rocking Calm nerves, propping me up to find My way back home Where I cavort into the comfort Body and mind need to roam Free of the discomfort I encounter when from home I stray Hoping to delight my heart, to leave the past behind When to my God I pray As in stock I nurture no axes to grind With either friend, fiend or foe In sane circumstances and distances Ensuring hoe and woe Disenfranchise no gallant glances whose dances Ascertain body and mind cooperate In perfect union with objectives I’ve set to operate Within modicum motives Driving initiatives I take Within the ambit of my powers To correct a mysterious mistake Concealed in favourite flowers I tendered to my secret admirer To placate misgivings she expressed when I broke the news We were no longer interested in views held by the inquirer Who chose to block the engagement that run counter to his vitriolic views.