A dragon knocking over a sandcastle.
Chickens unknowingly eating alien eggs.
My mind is mustard.
My bones are dinosaurs haunting me.
Spoken language is as nice as peanut brittle.
Raging on like ivy does.
Stumbles over the wall.
And is a million tangles to a lost old root.
Say it once, say it twice
mad folk yell, it’s not nice.
When the brain, fires in haste
lest a thought falls to waste
tie sour tongues; iron deep frowns
rough hewn gifts don't cast clowns.
Widen your spheres; hone words truly
Great minds bounce; no acts unruly.
It causes some men concern,
When they lose their hair
They think it makes them look old
And believe that it's unfair
My thoughts on this matter
Bald men should never care
I think it shows intelligence
Their brains have outgrown their hair
All species of birds in the sky
Are more accomplished than you or I
Human beings walk
Birds can walk and fly
Goodbye.
Short will do,
she said,
but not dull;
something beautiful.
*
Light fills the snowflake,
rainbow-goosepimples.
The snowflake melts.
*
The bluejays have gone.
I don't know where.
One feather is left
on my shelf.
*
I am not ready,
grandmother says.
There is still so much.
dec 30 2018
I do not let it stop my daily affairs.
Frustration and aggravation and moments
of discouragement my concentration fails to flourish.
I've tried hard to take a breath of courage.
The damage done to the brain just idles in silence.
Hopes that it doesn't remain.
A tidal wave of resentments for this infliction are my fate.
The artist within me sometimes ceases to create.
I will not let this infliction reign.
12/28/2018
Poetry Contest: Brainy Brevity
Sponsored by: Maureen McGreavy
So, brain injury,
A poem of brevity,
This is all I have to say.
We are all today,
Dain bramaged in some way,
Their labels are not you,
It could be them next too! (29/12/2018)
My fourth concussion
and first skull fracture
were my known’s destruction.
Was nearly a decade when
hindsight saw grief factored
into the garbled map
where I tried to track
the me I yesterday knew.
Cognitive skills impaired,
career derailed, finances
math whipped, emotions
and thoughts just blurred passes
as headaches score and scar.
My acceptance bends and bleeps ~~~
how to befriend pain’s trend …..
when my life's held in its reign?
It’s hard enough finding my name
behind all an accident changed.
... CayCay Jennings
December 27, 2018
It is a clever hand while
The hand that writes
The script is the same
That holds the eraser
To undo the very mess
Of the unwitty brain
To get things reset
By a handy brain
The brain which never thinks
Is the same one which writes
With a nagging wont to erase
Over again simply to refresh
On the same open page
The very tainted space
To yet again write
In a different speech.
Thinking thinking and thinking
O World is going bald and wrinkling
As if it goes on n on drinking
it is the wisdom of thinking.
Night passed and morning light appears
But brainy mind keep on thinking thinking and thinking
Like a juice of fruit swalled the every book
As if world is dilemma of crook
meanwhile, ideas of every dimensions were looked.
living a life like a hell
Inorder to provide a shelter for every cell
O brainy mind busy as a bee always
To analyse to the four winds ways
By being the salts of the earth
Brainy goes to the earth
No one will disturb as there ideas were so worth
And happy n satisfied only after running to earth
exploring by being down to earth.
When a brainy girl is pretty
She turns a gritty mask
To those who don't know shitty
And always have to ask
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