Keeto the apple of my eye,
Centre of attraction, smart yet shy,
The little diamond - handsome and naughty,
A new milestone- my baby prince turns 40!
Creeping into mom and my heart,
Always loved and admired though far apart,
Champion in golf, colorful in art,
Keeto! My little star is class apart!!
Full of empathy and very humble,
Smart and stunning, yet so simple,
With soft blue eyes that always sparkle,
With a cute smile he flashes those dimples!
Exemplary and radiant like the sun,
Keeto my precious gem is second to none,
Versatile and talented rolled into one,
Admired, cherished, adored & envied by everyone.
Born from my heart, to my mum he is a son,
Shining bright like the midnight sun ,
He is a superstar, pumpkin photo award he won,
He is extra ordinary , my scottish little one..
Reaching a new milestone, on a new journey he embarks,
Leaving his footprints on different landmarks,
With exuberance he defines benchmarks,
Well aware ,CEO position for him is earmarked
On his Ruby Jubilee today,
Mom and Rima from far away,
From our hearts where he stays,
We shout loud Keeto Happy Birthday!!!
Categories:
benchmarks, best friend, birthday, blessing,
Form: Rhyme
Dates and their import
I was raised to revere them
they are true benchmarks
of a mineral rich load
littered with capsules of time
Categories:
benchmarks, art, character, deep, devotion,
Form: Tanka
Competition ...
what keeps us alive
Sharpening our edges
fueling our drive
Setting new benchmarks
pushing the bar
Forever defining
— just who we are
(Dreamsleep: December, 2024)
Categories:
benchmarks, confidence,
Form: Rhyme
While my head slumps low, on both crouching knees,
my meek soul doesn't know, rhyme nor reason seize,
on both crouching knees, while my head slumps low,
rhyme nor reason seize, my meek soul doesn't know.
There'd be a stake-knife, that choice heightened soul,
dreams larger-than-life completes source cores whole,
that choice heightened soul, there'd be a stake-knife,
completes source cores whole, dreams larger-than-life.
Disclosures concede strength raised benchmarks high,
stay the course, succeed, proud guides, worth third-eye,
strength raised benchmarks high, disclosures concede,
proud guides, worth third-eye, stay the course, succeed.
No man's land--command, rare form sights take charge,
performed cash-in-hand, zoomed measures discharge,
rare form sights take charge, no man's land--command,
zoomed measures discharge, performed cash-in-hand.
Categories:
benchmarks, career, celebration, character, dedication,
Form: Quatrain
On the days I seem less humble,
Should I stumble into greatness
Or I drown in human vomit
By the light of critic’s benchmark.
Let me give self-love a tumble,
Never welcoming false witness,
Think man’s praise, my fault a summit,
Oceans’ trenches in my ballpark.
Let me bless God-given talent
I might stretch or hope to foster
Any friend that (in my shadow)
Finds some shade and grace worth sharing,
Know it’s pride that calls this gallant!
Let my heart be on life’s roster,
Not held incommunicado,
Though no poem’s King of daring!
Let my joy be more in seeking
Love, than grok a definition
That, too, has a ‘God-like’ nature?
Vanity! The thought you’ve found it?
Though my poem’s voice is squeaking
Mouse-like in its admonition,
LOVE is more than nomenclature!
GRACE - Love’s benchmark! Faith’s man’s gambit!
Long Tooth
October 22nd in 2019
Categories:
benchmarks, faith, life, love,
Form: Rhyme
On the Verge
Every hand is pocket bound,
eyes lifted from the TV’s hallowed glow.
Breath is released in a low sigh;
worming, squirming, squat.
Thrust out of bounds in tandem,
nothing is done alone.
You’re seen, you’re sought, you’re it,
maybe you need a pill?
Vomit is on the upswing,
visual stimulation overload.
Brain cells can’t sort this one out,
tears are dry as bones.
Your neck is turned full sideways,
the punch is coming on fast,
Quick reaction is not your strong suit,
fall to the floor, break like glass.
What is happening to this picture,
not set, not neat, not bound?
Houses, cars, children, stores,
benchmarks strewn by the way
You’re in need of a clutch hit,
your world is stumbling on.
Detachment, resentment, complacence,
smug on your rug as a bug.
Happiness is a gun over-warmed,
second hand shits on a turd.
Feet of clay encased in cement,
your vomit is now overboard.
11/11/17
Categories:
benchmarks, angst, anxiety, conflict, culture,
Form: Free verse
Time's Birthday
by Odin Roark
How daunting it must be
Choosing a celebratory date
Invention adrift
Save the blue veined appendages
Holding firm the drift of time
Like a floating surreal image
Making its way up 5th Avenue
On Thanksgiving Day
How buoyant Time
Yet arguably ungrounded
Measuring not how life will continue
But only how existence has passed
Each year
Month
Week
Day
Hour
Minute
And second
An ancestral funeral
Survived only by tomorrow's unknown
A system invented to archive
Circuitous syndromes
Man-made phobias
Moment by moment reality
Representing synchronous movement
Rhythmically evaporating into
The ethereal collaborative
The indeterminate character of eternity
The immeasurable
Unfathomable
Moment that is now
No wind-up needed
Still Time insists on benchmarks
Symbolic definitions
The behind and ahead of calendars
Noted by way of bell-ringing
Clock-chiming
Sun rising and setting
Unlike us
Time's validation
Knows not culinary vices
Ice cream and cake
Champagne and caviar
And those other accouterments
Hauled out to attest
Our superior intellect
Noisemakers and confetti
Categories:
benchmarks, time, thanksgiving day,
Form: Free verse
I love exploring with you,
searching through those places where treasures are spent
and burdens buried at the benchmarks of new beginings,
no avenue too aweful for our awareness, no bridge to narrow for our skills,
affection with a threat of devastation is the richest,
insurance is safety for the insanity of the insecure,
no need to lend my Love, for we share,
and when there is no more marrow for the morrow
sorrow will be asked to go away
so that our mission may be remembered with pride and pleasure,
let us be foolish as innocence can be before breaking,
we will liberate boundries begging for beauty,
lead me to those high bluffs where danger yeilds to the bold,
you are the sweetest mystery I know -
J.A.B. %
Categories:
benchmarks, courage,
Form: Romanticism
Memories mark moments of time, passing like a carousel
A bitter day in January Challenger exploded
Hopes for the future of our space program quickly eroded
Recalling the fate of the first teacher in space, on sadness dwell
On a November day in Dallas, nineteen sixty-three
Camelot dreams collided with bullets, a president died
Who’ll forget where they were when they heard the news and sadly cried
Benchmarks, dates circled on calendars, time passes as we grieve
Two thousand and one an attack befell New York’s twin towers
Were you one of many who watched the second tower fall?
Have you wished to travel back in time and these events forestall?
Cycles of life and death recorded, buds that bloom black flowers
Such are the transcripts documented in every human heart
Moments in time that change the course of history as we know it
Reminders of tragic events and acts that mankind commits
In the cyclical sense, they’re but slivers of a vast pie chart
*Entry for Barbara Gorelick's Enclosed Rhyme "Time Contest"
Categories:
benchmarks, history, lifetime, day, time,
Form: Enclosed Rhyme