The boomeranging echo
deafening to receive
retro rockets smoking with the effort to retrieve
What dignity affords
Approaching the singularity
Where mathematics misbehave
Infinitely distorted space and time discovers I am brave
For this the final frontiers inimitable calling to me softly astral plane
Rosie the robot
Taking on a life of her own
Worlds beyond comprehensive control boweavil seeking her home
54321 Houston we have lift off
Winging through the atmosphere this star dust studded loam
Made for growth this rootless vine ideal it seams to roam
Nomadic maiden trying to ignite fire with sodden sticks
In a van down at the river
Still up to your old tricks
This hardwired struggle release
Return oh Viking warrioress
You won this fight at birth
Now sail with pride this prairie schooner when you return in peace
Rest my sweet Rest
For you are lightyears or a softly spoken word away
Prepare for your reentry
at last
Your coming home
Categories:
boomeranging, extended metaphor,
Form: Rhyme
Love’s melody has Midas touch
Love says it all and means so much
Love is leaving the world behind
Love generates one’s peace of mind.
Loving someone above all else
That's the real meaning of wealth
Love’s truly what happiness is
Pure contentment and joyful bliss.
Love’s the key that opens one’s heart
Together always from the start
Bountiful blessings come what may
A gift that’s opened every day.
Love raises and gladdens the soul
Love makes your world special and whole
The seed that brings doting displays
And fragrance to auspicious days.
Love is what keeps the flame alight
Boosts the day and enchants the night
Love with all your dynamic knack
Love will come boomeranging back.
Tho' life has many swerves and turns
Love's candle consistently burns
Love gives a reason for living
Love means trusting and forgiving.
Love's a song as precious as gold
A melody one’s heart doth hold.
Categories:
boomeranging, analogy, love,
Form: Rhyme
At times-even after decades..
boomeranging back in big blue waves
smacks me square in the heart
barking blackness into the brain...
She's really isn't coming back!
and I think to myself
what a wonderful world..
it was with her in it.
Categories:
boomeranging, absence,
Form: Free verse
And he
scored....
The whole
world lit up
To herald a
hero
What a
million years
wait
To get a goal
If just one....
Guns
blazing,twitter-
trumpets
Shockwaves
boomeranging
around the
hemisphere
Hope rising
to the
depleted
How a goal
unites the
world
Like a thief
in the night
The
unexpected
goal....unites
the world
Everyone
wanted a
peek of it
The sicke
jumped out
of their bed
The old
abandoned
their
crutches
Those on
deathbed
wanted to
witness
This once in
a lifetime
Opportunity
To view this
historic
moment
History
made...
Eight years
gone
Mikel finally
bangs a goal
Now arsenal
beliefs...
After
anxious
sleeplessness
Their
barrenness
is about to
go into
extinction
The whole
world united
Cause a
man scores
a goal
If just for a
day...
A goal saved
the world
*mikel*
chelsea f.c
footballer
after he
finally gets a
premierleague
goal
*arsenal* a
football club
in England
Categories:
boomeranging, career,
Form: Free verse
On travels to Australia,
Someone brought me back a gift –
A brightly colored boomerang,
Which gave me quite a lift.
It got me thinking – wouldn’t life
Be better all around
If we were like a boomerang –
Now, that’s a thought profound.
Imagine if what we sent out
Came back to us the same,
So if we got some nastiness,
We’d know just who to blame.
The people treating others well
Would reap rewards right back.
Perhaps there’d be an impact,
Keeping more of us on track.
A boomeranging golden rule
Is truly what we need,
Though such a thing, of course,
Could not be really guaranteed.
For boomerangs don’t always work –
I haven’t tried mine yet –
But with some practice, it’s a skill
I think we all could get.
Categories:
boomeranging, introspection, me, me,
Form: Rhyme