she was a dancing spirit
queen of joy
she entered the game room like a tornado
whirling with enthusiasm
none of us was younger than seventy-two
I know
because I am the baby resident
in this old people jail
she has pink hair! Gladys said
Gladys has never lived up to any part of her name
I was intrigued
What was this beauty doing here?
I am your new activity director, pink princess said
Happy days!
pepperishly lively
she brought the party
activity director
better than Vitamin B
Grumpy ones pretended not to like her
But the light in their eyes
unveiled their truth
And they were the eager ones
Watching the doorway on Tuesdays at two o’clock
At a certain age when memory activity
Reminds me of a dream I never had
Absolutely nothing happens
That hasn't happened many times
I come again, but only to forget myself
More reliably than usual
And there's another me, just like the same
Writing something, to the amazement of an old man
Who sits waiting for the train at the station
To fall asleep in the compartment.
The air can’t wait for a Friday declarationn of love
In marble hotels and fireside chairs
It's time to sneeze out some emotion
To cough it up, to blow out
All that accumulated inside over the years
That's boiled there and cooled down
And then it gurgled again one night
So comes the expected thunder, the lightning zigzags
Break the sky, releasing the overflowing downpour
And the dry silence crumbles, and the rubbish
Floats calmly from nowhere to nothing.
The slamming of doors, and a quick chat
Where it's impossible to make out a word
But that’s for the best
In the Leibnizian worldview
Hickory Dickory Duck
The defenseman stole the puck
He still didn’t score
The game was a bore
Hockey’s a game for Canucks
Delightful daisy dances in the wind
She holds a dandelion against her chin
Two daffodils have a tiny scuffle
Marigold laughs and shakes her ruffle
There is garden activity every day
Produce and flowers need to play
They have to while their time away
Come and join us, please say you’ll stay.
A One Off Concept
as Tends to happen
casting to be
announced
a institutional concept
emotion exclusivity
concepts of revivalry
quality needs not to be
negotiated
Neglecting the needs of
your consumer base
undermines your effectiveness
pre production is successful
at the post production fade
Brand recognition offers
satisfaction
Production within the bounds of
creation
allows the functioning production machine
to keep the momentum of production
Sometimes, it is necessary
When under attack.
Whether or not mandatory,
Take a break - step back.
Often, we become sucked in
Within activity.
Resting is somewhat tucked in...
Leads to calamity.
Time and effort get away...
Start taking their toll.
Take a step back - in this way,
You will regain control.
Otherwise, it will be forced
Upon you - feeling tired.
Designation of exhaust...
Refreshing is desired.
Not much of which is required
As you reassess.
Perspective can be acquired...
Some relief of stress.
When fatigue sets in and slack
Reveals other intrusions,
Make the choice of stepping back
To reach your best conclusions.
Erato leads the mind right into the zone
To look for the sweet nectar sought by the bee
As it fills its sacs with light, colour and tone
Heavy winged ,replete ,it returns to its tree
There its delicate imagery to hone
Ere it is ready to leave and be set free
It's in that moment a poem comes alive
Emerging fully developed from its hive
It's a place of much activity
where so much is done to cook
everything is all handy nearby
every menu is found in your book
Nowadays there are many health rules
so strict that all must be spot on
a real change to the days of yesteryear
having a character that's never gone
There's a guy who loves the kitchen
especially washing the dishes he loves
full of soapy water in the basin
keeping his hands soft not even rough
So many utensils are kept there
the cutlery, plates, and all the rest
everything to make really good food
high expectations from every guest
Keep the windows open for sure
let the fresh air come right in
take away all the steam out
never forget to empty the garbage bin
(Just some thoughts on the kitchen's activity in many a home, the guy in verse 3 are me as have to own up to love doing the dishes. )
A colony nests inside my soul
where the nectar of pity was hoarded
For all you, the urge to soar is unabated
Hence, we may widen this horizon
Truth can form hallucinations
Still, can goals reflect reality?
maybe not?!
Enter inside the nest as a frogman
vulgarity rules the roost
you crave her gentle embrace
like breath, she sheaths
you are lured and compelled
follow up on requests at your peril
accepting you to the hive
our place is ideal for you
Improvement? or excellence?
however, we do not practice this here
wear your uniform and stay in line
shut off your mind and act as taught
you will be keen
soar solo if you must
we will sever your wings
early creative endeavors
I have gathered things for many years
yellow sunshine over grassy slopes
vividly sketched wildflowers
exactly as intended
the swarm of delight rarely stopped
by what lies outside the white picket gate
given the presence of shadows
the fence moved further away
until all my brightness occurred.
Written: October 23, 2022
A Summer Sight
burning white glare
forces squinted sight ~
sons squat by pool squashing bugs
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Sally young eslinge
(C) June 25, 2022
War is the world’s most unnecessary activity~~
Destroying the most precious things we have.
written March 26, 2022
I'm the same as the sea,
don't conceive eld and tired...
I'm always
involved with wave...!
creating novelties !
!
It's been a while since I ran
not to run, I say help!
I can't even walk quickly, I can
walking in a hurry is for young man...
And today I don't even care
to walk ahead... I don't...
if slowly I reach distant..!
Sitting. Quiet. Alone.
Distractions pass through.
Waiting. Nothing to do.
Watching the clock.
Two hours.
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