Surfacing from troubled dreams
becomes a hasty reshuffling of plausible realties.
One by one, flimsy fibs are tested,
then grudgingly rejected as improbable.
There are always reasons to arise
and remain perpendicular
even though we may be still following
a horizontal dysfunctional track or trace.
Time to chew over a few words,
let flow the in-the-know and bluff
until enough is done, said, published,
bruited abroad, proclaimed
as a hear-ye ambulating truth.
Proclamations and declarations,
that indeed we are all here
listening to each other
explaining away our on-going
disorderly mental ponderings -
for of course,
psychoanalysis is far less revealing
that our daily abstracted, distracted,
rambling perambulations.
Categories:
ambulating, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Brown sugar sapotas
Blending with custard alfonso mangos
And bold sweet lime juice
Georgette saris
Pairing with uncut diamond necklaces
Mixed with peals and rubies
Gently sloping palm trees
Swaying in balmy sultry air
And hazy golden sunsets
Frenetic yellow autos
Competing with dusty zipping mopeds
Mixed with ambulating pedestrians
Aromas of cumin
Blending with the sewage
Other times with incense
Glows of brass oil lamps
Singing in hums of prayer
Added with turmeric's incantations
Brightly-patterned salwars
Accentuating gemstone bindis
Comfy fitted leggings
Savory masala dosas
Coupling coconut chutney
Meter-high filter coffee
Categories:
ambulating, beauty,
Form: Free verse
What's with you all guys in
your spandex on spokes,
bearing down like demons
on us poor ambulating folks?
It won't be so funny,
surely no little joke,
if you crash into us
we'll (both) look like
broken egg-yolks
So, try to have courtesy
at least, show some respect
cause when you're
travelling that fast,
who knows what to expect
Categories:
ambulating, humor, satire,
Form: Rhyme
Lepidopteron larvae
What a fantastic journey you have been.
Metamorphosed, beautiful wings I have seen.
Left in awe by what – from you I could glean.
Yet all I wanted with you !, was for life to be serene.
Ambulating upon this earth or to soar into the air,
it mattered not to me, for with you is all I care
to experience, to be a part of, to know all your fair
beauty, your fine mind, your time and to climb the stair –
way to heaven with you – not into hell will I stare
at all that – for me – was not kosher, not fair.
It now seems as though the Lepidopteron larvae,
a Monarch has become, leaving me by the wayside.
With me, she is finished, no longer wanting to play
and from me – it seems – she just wants to hide.
Not the adventure I wanted, not the kind of ride -
journey that takes, this one, far from my ?, beauties side.
B. J. “A” 2
January 30th 2009
Categories:
ambulating, beauty, farewell,
Form: Rhyme
A candid confession from you,
when your identity started protruding
from innocent rage.
You were accepting defeat
without a fight.
The lips tell the grief of human failure,
your prudence propped up
by Prozac.
A beautiful collection of anxieties
adorned on the shelf of life.
A cruise in veins
to dispel the high cholesterol
dewy-eyed mirror
and ambulating pain.
SATISH VERMA
Categories:
ambulating, adventure, allegory, angst, animals,
Form: I do not know?