Over the years, looking across the tables at you
ambiance may change
meals range from simple
to aromas meandering tropical islands
roaming ports of call in far-off lands
the little Diner of long ago
caught in a torrential downpour
afterwards the petrichor aura
riding home with you
there remains that infrangible moment
when your tableware searches for another morsel
caught up in a moment intent
looking up, your eyes meet mine
a Duchenne smile adorned by doves perching
upon the Cupid's bow you wear
the moment i am reminded
reaching across the table
the oxytocin in touching your hand
rainbows are forever
Eugene 8/25/26
Playing around mouth, cheeks and eyes
I share Duchenne smile
When one buys me daffodils and daisies
Joy blushes in me all the while
Ah! I am never good at goodbyes.
The hand of dawn smashed the cleavage of the midnight sky
Cuddled the moon and flirted with the milky way
Until the sky missed all her stars
The clouds became pregnant
The night was still thick, so nature decided to make that one of their little secrets
But walls had ears indeed .
The birds whispered to the ocean to have her menu paused
For heaven is about feeding the earth
Quickly, the Hills and Mountains bowed
Galleys and valleys halted their pant
The beautiful daffodils tossed their heads gently to the rhythm of the waves whiles awaiting the rains
Lo and behold the rains kissed the earth
Birthed a new day
The fields were greened, pastures regained strength to feed
The sun gave a duchenne smile, and its effervescence spread the sweet-scented daffodils,
Charging the atmosphere with beauty .
May nature prepare our blessings whiles we snore
May we find the birds for heads-up
May the rains come timely
May the aftermath bring forth success, progress, fortunes and beauty
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it happened every fourth
sitting in the crowd
listening to their escaping excitement
a sky ablaze in pyrotechnics
some Pollock at last set free
from its boring existence
looking at you lost in it all
a face i know so well
finding myself amidst this mayhem
unable to deflect my gaze
from you
as the cacophony holds
delights fill your face
i am waiting patiently
for that moment
when you look down at me
that Duchenne smile emerges
life has a no deeper meaning
then when the depth and breadth
of your heart says in a smile
i am in love with you
we are destiny dancing across galaxies
a love only a universe could hold
a quantum entanglement insouciant
of space and time, infinity dissipated in ecstasy
that is the part i miss so much
that adorable quizzical look
explain that to me again
OKC 3/22
Troubled by the colleagues’ dirty tricks,
Exhausted by the day’s hard labour,
Bored by the routine domestic work,
Once I wanted to visit an old friend of mine.
Seeing me at his threshold,
He welcomed me with a ‘Duchenne smile’.
As if he found a treasure in me,
Gave me a ‘bear hug’,
With a feeling not to lose me.
Many a pleasantry was exchanged.
His condition was the same as mine.
We both got strength and solace,
In each other’s company.
Oh! What a memory to cherish!!
A BRIAN STRAND 1090 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Brian Strand
Date: 17-03-2022
Placed: 1st
Lucy's heart silk was spun on the loom of God.
A polio angel breaking free from poverty's claw~
Graceful even in that metal-legged chrysalis.
Sowing rows of hope for the meek and faithless~
Fate taunting her steps with ripples of black ice.
Navigating rutty avenues with a Duchenne smile~
Never a crossword for hordes of non-believers
Despite the maelstrom of takers and deceivers~
She was a glimmer in a mountain topped with grit.
With petrichor soul of a giver, born to be cross-fit ~
Scott has Duchenne Muscular Dystrophy,
And plays boccia on a wooden floor gleaming,
Where he rolls the leather ball accurately,
Down a ramp to hit the jack, and he’s beaming.
His father quietly assists him to position his balls,
Whilst his mother assists his brother Jamie,
Upon whom Duchenne MD also falls and calls,
Such that sport is enjoyed by the whole family.
Scott has a BA with honours from Uni of Sterling,
In psychology and sports studies all inclusive,
Because he loves football which is encapsulating,
American footy, golf, darts and snooker pensive.
He started playing boccia way back in 2007,
And represented GB at the Europeans in 2009,
So in 2013 at the Europeans in Portugal, levin,
He won the bronze in the BC3 pairs for his line.
Then in 2014 at the World Champs. in Beijing,
He again won as a pair the besought silver medal:
“In every tournament I take part in, [when I fling],
I want to win and this is no different [for me at all].”
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