Eclectic Notions on A Sunbeam
I cannot see inside your mind unless it’s telescopic
On bended knee it rains sublime with the next contentious topic
I’m rendered please into decline as I am incline to stop it
Befriended a line of enchanted rhyme to retreat from the myopic
Auspicious arguments that have no point or vision
Vicious bargains that consort to continue upon their mission
Superstitious monuments that distort the acquisition
Pernicious paradigms for high concept mimes that refute the inquisition
Social intimidation before you’ve even left the house
Perocial lamentations leave you quiet as a mouse
Antisocial inclinations at the introverted house
Precocial salutations that leave me wanting to renounce
Perspectives on the global scene bereft of accuracy or intention
Detectives of the broken dreams wishing upon the next invention
Reflective thoughts before the scream to bequeath an intercession
Eclectic notions on a sunbeam underneath my last confession
The End Copyright Elizabeth Moroz
I freely admit I love classical music,
And please don't think me a snob
If I keep my composure
When I mention composers
As Beethoven, Mozart, Tchaikovsky, and Schumann,
And not Ludie, or Wolfie,
Or Petie, or Bob.
And a symphony simply cannot be enjoyed
At just any old time of the day.
I can't listen to them
Prior to seven p.m.,
And I don't mean to brag, but I couldn't be dragged
To a Wednesday or Saturday matinee
Of a ballet by Bizet or Massenet.
My taste in classical music, you see,
Is eclectic, but not meant to shock.
I choose Strauss for the schmaltz
Of a polka or waltz,
And Chopin is my dude when I crave an etude,
But I do tend to doze in my seat in the loge
Through an opera by Wagner…
Or more Offenbach.
Eye of newt, wing of bat,
A dab or a dollop of dragon fat,
Stirred in a pot o'er a witch's flame,
A potion for love, or riches, or fame,
Or delousing a kid, a dog, or a cat,
Or dispatching a spouse, or suspending a spat.
Peach sunrise
Swans on crystal blue
Green tree waltz
Blooms lakeside
in shades of pink and lilac
Colorful chaos
Electric funk
Take your time to ride the Sublime
Kick back relax, take time
To check out something
Not in your lane
Spasticity fantastic
let the day while away
Into nothing just relax
Let the feelings cascade
Spin the dial find the vibe
Eclectic elastic bombastic
Let it go for a day, have a sundae
Sit in your sunny sundress made bright by sunlight
On this lazy hazy mind numbing Sunday
Eclectic sundae
Electric funky day
Take your time to ride the Sublime
Kick back relax, take time
To remember…
Each beating heart has a red river running through it
Traveling miles and miles and circulative rhythm
Every eye that's open is a window to your soul
And every mind is filled with electric rhythm pulsating
And every ear hears the sound of the angels singing
Alas the heart the soul the mind like a bell it's ringing
9/10/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021
From anthology “MORE PRAISE”
I once knew a man who was dyslexic
It really made his whole world hectic
The manner he preferred
Was to write things backward
His poems were poetic eclectic
How would you like to be named 'Scratchy?'
~ Well, I'd prefer it to 'Latch-key'
Honey Mambo
3 Tablespoons of apriot jam
3 Tablespoons of apriot brandy
3/4 cups of honey
1/3 brown sugar
Summer until smooth and alcohol is evaporated.
Add 1/2 cup of pineapple juices
1 teaspoon of paprika
1/4 teaspoon of garlic powder
4 tablespoons of tabasco
1 cup of ketsup
1/3 cup of orange juice
4 tablespoons of white wine vinager
" Honey Mambo " says....
" They'll trick you wiff day song.
They will entice you wiff day dance
Both knowing what
They truely want is
In other ones pa$ts
Bounce and Boogie
Groove and move
Get outta my face
Til you improve
Swaggle ah little
Groove and game
Honey Mambo
Sweet and tangy
Best in the game!"
Honey Mambo ladies and gentlemen,
Once again Honey Mambo!"
The natural& the normal,synthetic yet,small scale,regular and the
irregular, embossed.Illumed in the artificial light .Drawings and legible forms intrique and beguile creating mind-games in memory.
Characature & cartoon avant-garde of the geometric in three dimensional desire.
Seductive love tease
Lingering teasing caress
Bliss throb without end
24-September-2020
The staff of power
Radiating a bliss shower
Rapturises our form
With purring currents warm
Whilst we as a recipient
Partake of joy in excitement
Each nuance within new
As it’s ignition renews
No flaw we may detect
In our divine connect
Optimised for us alone
Of ecstasy only we own
22-August-2020
collections show facets to me
assorted pieces hail history
recollections kept deep inside
where irrational follies hide
motley montages, memories
my collections, things that please
miscellaneous, sorts of stuff
put on shelves to gather dust
various items mingle mixed up
me, I drink from a colorful cup
assortments, sterling junk
filling my titanic trunk
sundry items I stow away
reminisce a bygone day
distinct diverse similarly same
trophies of an ill-played game
complimentary, thank the house
many swiped by an itinerant louse
gratis free without charge
relics befitting an Egyptian barge
diverse predictable mixes
homogenized random pickup sticks
similar in dissimilar ways
homage only an owner pays
collected eclectic on different days
rewards for a divergent gaze
beauty beheld in many possessions
mirrored reflections, oblique obsessions
arise
hesitate ...
silence
simplicity
abide ..
listen
learn
drift ..
discern
absorb
trust..
Love is eclectic
Love is eclectic;
Fire heart;
Lone star…
Afar.
Love is a gesture.
Open doors;
Pull back the chair for,
The romance of it all.
Love is a question.
Would you like?
Do you feel alike?
Will you become my bride?
Love is patience.
Try on clothes.
Wait by the phone.
Save up to buy a home.
Love is endless.
Faithful;
Truthful;
Wonderful.
(C)2017 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
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