Rhyme Poems

A dirge will surge'

Deep in the bush i hear  'the snapping of sticks' a sound that flat toned sits with a
Feeling.. Just so sick.' When did Vice-pol
Really get so bad? No shes just not right.'
Wow the vibes real sad.' I think of their 
Estate? unravelling fast now.' Tailing off
Like a dingo's howl.! They have returned to
Their vomit..As

barter for the bellmaker

barter for the bellmaker 
fire the forge, fill the flue
cast cast-iron chimes 
chime for time renew 

cast cast-iron cauldrons 
fire the forge, feed the fire 
fan the flames, fend the flash 
cast a spell, catch desire 

bitter for the bellmaker 
fires the forge, fans the flame
casts cast-iron tears
cannot catch desire's name

ad astra

    I’d come to loathe that dark abyss
the bright and green of earth I missed
        and holding tight within my fist
            Dad tethered safe to me
    but begging set him free

the

becalmed

       “dabble, dabble
         roiling to rabble
         toes in the water
         bow lips babble”

smirking …
nonsense danced out of her mouth
and onto the soft swells
legs dangling from
the

something new

oh, how perfectly you drape
        swaths of moonlite on your shape
            now you've chosen its soft blue
    for this night of something ... new

you've decided we're too single
      

fallen down

my angel, fallen ...

            gossamer linen, violet lace
                window-dressing body, pressing
                 goddess of

On the fatherhood

It's difficult to define a father precisely
So, let's imagine how a father would be
A father may be figuratively similar to these:
A starting point, a fulcrum, a roof, a piece of land
A mountain, a sky, a star, a beam of sunshine
A lamp, a mirror, a book, a guide,a set of minds, 
...
I reckon a father can

my best friend Joe

my best friend knows my stories, has my back, laughs with me
He and I share two dogs, they are our babies, Maxie and Maddy
We are silly enough to call ourselves their mommy and daddy
Been together for fifty-seven years, my best friend and me

My best friend misses me when I am gone, which is a rarity.
We

painting relaxes me

I get out my acrylic paints and begin choosing colors I like
Draw out a cartoon cat wearing a tam riding a bike
after the paint dries, I add glitter glue so it has some sass
If anyone wants me to leave my art studio, I take a quick pass.

Painting and cartooning are hobbies that keep me fresh

Black Water

~
It whispers to me.....
its mouth not seen but I know it's there.
Somewhere hidden in its black depths,
a maw with menacing teeth, does bare.
It promises to take away the pain,
to release the inner turmoil.
To wrap me in its soothing embrace,
deep within, where its current doth boil.
This water that cools my feet,
burns to devour me whole.
Comforts me

The roots

the substratum of existence is God
unseen and yet always in the background
so knowing that our perception is flawed 
refusing to be in illusions drowned
in vibrant stillness, peace in heart is found
the roots of our being are in heaven
to which we get to through chakras seven

Zen mode

from within we touch not the walls of form
as formless presence we just rest in space 
swirling energies beg us to conform 
so our mantra is release each embrace
since egos manifest conceal God’s face
at times we too swim but do not get wet
that we’re light of Self, we do not forget

There's a Lotto Losers Here

During the COVID lockdown,
"Yours Truly" became "Spend Cast"
All those stimulus checks...Gone!
Now, just figments of the past.

I bought way too many Sox,
I bought way too many Shoes
I bought way too many T-shirts 
I think I caught "Consumer Blues!"

Bought a lot of funny Hoodies,
And bought "Six" Damascus Knives!
Bought Boxers by the dozen,
Oh, how would my funds survive?

If

Flowers In My Hair

Flowers in my hair 
pigtails light as air  
Sequenced bows oh what flair
for a pretty girl named Claire.
Many headbands I shall wear,   
count them if you dare ! 

Letting go

Letting go

I write this poem to my dad,
Although it makes mad

And also sad,
To find out you were nothing but bad

You wrote a poem similar to this,
In different circumstances

Having people thinking,
You were the only one hurting

I am attempting to let go,
But will I ever though 

Letting go, of you S.T

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