A quiet dare to every fear that said I shouldn't chase this thrill,
each shaky push a promise that I'd bend the board to my own skill.
The concrete hummed beneath me like it knew I'd come to rise,
and every wobble taught me how to trust the fire behind my eyes.
The park became my canvas, every ramp a line to trace my name,
each rail a chance to rewrite chapters where I once felt small or tame.
Falls turned into teachers, bruises into proof I showed up strong,
and every scrape reminded me I've had resilience all along.
I learned to carve with courage, letting motion pull me through,
discovering that age can't cage the part of me that still feels new.
There's art in every risk I take, in every trick I dare to start,
because there's always more to learn when you ride with an open heart.
No matter how long we are on vacation, picking up the dogs is most exciting to see how much they have missed us
you took me down to Eastbourne boarding school
to offer me a palliative
to cure my dyslexia
I lived for your letters
until the teachers got it
to a fine art
" No news is good news"
Each teacher telling they cured you
one naturally took exception
Latin and French lessons seemed to be a distraction
I needed English
Every pupil a curates egg
their backgrounds so prosaic
The cat with three legs
and the whipping tails of the Heads Labradors'
And preparing strawberries
with the Dutch chef
told me I missed my North London abode.
If you have clouds on your horizon
that means you have the sun over head
If you have troubles now
treat them like snow flakes on a summers day
then just watch them melt away
if you have a mountain to climb
take that first step
and if the only way you see is down
remember life is a roller coaster
but most of all ride the wave my friend
ride the wave .
you can't confine me
quarantine means?
in this case i'll be
kept in a cage
a dog with froth
on my mouth
i was just licking
the salt from in
between your
toes
planning a trip
planning to see
as much as one
can possibly
take in
taking you out
dinner with stars
in my eyes
blinded by
moonlight
drinking my fill
steaming my
glasses as if
the sweat from
my brow wasn't
enough
enough said after
i wake without
a hangover but
wanting so much
a lifetime
layover
Belly Boarding
By Tom
9-3-2019
In brackish water,
I first learned to swim.
It wasn’t by some plan,
But merely on a whim.
Being a San Diego boy,
Surf captured my eye.
On the spur of the moment,
I gave surfing a try.
The girl I was with,
Flashed a worried frown.
How would I get home
If you should drown
Showing a lot of concern for my safety huh.
Mars InSight Mission
revealing the heart of Mars-
boarding pass received
two million plus names on board
earning frequent flyer miles
Wipe that smile off your face boy
What have you got to he happy about
Are you simple child?
No Sir
I am leaving
And I am simply expressing
Joy
Because what I have been taught
Is to Rebel is to Annoy
Farewell
I survived Hell
Boarding Lost Ships Into Vast Unknown Seas
Taking lost ships into vast, unknown seas
sadly, with dark black sails set to full mast;
sailing forth despite many urgent pleas
to hold onto precious memories past.
Gone, heartfelt treasures one holds deep and dear
like wisps of smoke in a swirling whirlwind;
struggling against depression and great fear
of that deep abyss waiting at the end.
Midnight waves arrive to wash life's slate clean
with a silent blink they exist no more;
so like grass, no longer vast, lush and green
soon ahead will be just an empty shore!
Tried, shooting vanishing ships full of holes
rescue memories before they are gone;
but those long shot volleys, take heavy tolls
and cut deep into these old fragile bones.
Robert J. Lindley, 9-16-2017
Rhyme , subject (The Ravages of Alzheimers )
Note- The unknown , the horrors ones mind can conjure up are all there waiting for the time when clear mind has eroded into a weakened state and life's memories vanish to be replaced by those imagine horrors. The greater the mind's capacity for imagination, the greater and more horrible the terrors.
While I was standing here
To board on a city bus to my destination
The bus was stopped 'there'
In a distance from me
While I went 'there'
To somehow catch another bus,
That another bus was stopped
In the place where I previously stood!
With hectic pains in my leg
I start to run vigorously
Here and there
In an attempt to somehow catch a bus
At this very moment
The entire traffic on my route-
To my utter shock-
Was abruptly stopped
Now I'm simply walking
Towards my destination,
Accepting my destiny
On 'missed buses' and 'deserted routes'
I've learnt a lot,at this point in time,
That even the simple act of
Boarding and riding on a city bus
Is to be approved, beforehand,
By the invisible Divine Law
That's invisible but active
Forever and forever.
Weekend days shining
Loud music pounding
Cards flying around
head pounding with noise
big dog runs around
when can I sleep?
Their shaking heads
bring tears to eyes
wails raise upward
dreams of sleep
answer: no
I will cry
So tired
please sleep
snooze
4/19/16
Meet each day well with cheer and joy,
Yield to the light that shows the way.
Begin and dwell on happy ploys,
Opt for insight as calmness stays;
Arrive with zest that funds sure start,
Reach for wise peace that heaps fine moods;
Depart for quest with steadfast heart,
Intuit with ease the common good;
Notice that poise that sculpts fine feel,
Give in to truth that shines a light.
Prime a kind voice to touch and heal,
Allow love's proof to shape your sight;
Seek to be wise beyond mere gain,
See life surprise with wealth laid plain.
Leon Enriquez
25 June 2015
Singapore
shocked, as hair cut short
buckskins burned
praying,
in the darkness for rescue
all our gods forsaking us
pics of Him in pain
Teacher demanded belief
after all
somehow
died for our sins
what is sin?
A bright girl asks
later teach replies
now forgetting gods
of earth and fire
and dressed up in
lies of white man
kind lady
with love in heart
circles my neck
with crucifix
Realize
all our gods
are one
still praying
to great spirit
the one with
wild deer playing
in her heart
YOU ARE THE PILOT (for boarding school students)
You need not wear a veil of pain
If you are perfect and prompt
For your prep all time.
You need not begin your day
With ordeal and agony
If you’re uniform is identical
With poignantly tucked in shirts
You need not begin your day
With punishment and pretence
If you speak the language
Of the British.
You need not begin your day in
Pity and peril
If chew and swallow the veggies
Served on your plate.
You need not begin your day
With protest and pressure
If you complete your homework on time.
You need not begin your day
With piques and problems
If you write your exams fine.
Your struggle today is the
Spring board for your better tomorrow.
Adversity does not tear down you
It make you desire for the
Seed of greatness,
So hitch your wagon to a star.
s.bagyalakshmi
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