Bad "big boy" bare bard
Backbiter bacterial
Babbler backslides
Categories:
backslides, poets,
Form: Senryu
sitting upon the rocks
oval bleached souls
with stone hearts
watching the waves rise
thoughts drift away
into another world
obscured
by cryptic currents
on the crest you sit
on the tempest
long-haired temptress
enticing with
your mermaid vice
crashing waves carpet
galloping onto sands
the white steed crashes
as sea lime backslides
salt upon this earth
breathe wild and free
I hear the seagulls cry
echoing off cliffs where
white skull prey lays
one moment smiling
then washed away
I found my Shangri-La
amidst black tidal pools
of misted mirrored pearl
drops that fall then stop
breathing in sea air
leaving a little love
upon the golden sands
a sailors burial ground
in the emerald Isle
© Liam McDaid/Kim van Breda—March 2016
Categories:
backslides, heart, lonely, love, ocean,
Form: Free verse
SHELLING OF SHOALS
oval souls
bleached out pearls
shelled stone hearts
obscured cryptic
undercurrents
seaslime backslides
enticing
Mermaids vice
whiteskull prey lays
shelved on shoals
seaweed eaten
greentail beaten
tidalpools black
sailor coldhole
burial ground
© Kim van Breda—9 December 2015
Categories:
backslides, metaphor, ocean,
Form: Free verse
I am inspired by people
who rise above the mundane quagmire
of their previous daily existence.
One day through diligence,
they become better off than the day before.
Just like an infant who steps out of a dirty diaper and
continues to walk forward, he will ultimately look back.
He can hear, see, feel, smell or be smeared by the previous.
If he backslides he will lose what he has gained.
What he rose above, only to leave behind
becomes highly motivational in retrospect.
The ultimate essence of this new dignity,
is to “NEVER FORGET HOW ONE ARRIVED!”
*Dedicatd to those who refuse to remember!
Categories:
backslides, life, peopleday,
Form: Free verse