"O blessed Java Sparrows mostly, the rare Opals then the plentiful Greys--palm frond squatters, and the ever so oft, Mejiro birds, a.k.a., the "Japanese White-Eyed," chartreuse bodied against the legendary red Lehua blossoms of the Ohia tree," ... by the Poet's House
Negligible motions, Java Sparrows,
haiku artisan, deep in thought, attends,
dawn break wings flapped--an idea narrows,
wake unassumed thoughtless emptied pretends.
Shelved packaged bird seeds feignedly addressed,
bird tray absence spilt seeds stretch, preached as well,
slight spread outwards, fashioned spawning impressed,
near and far, Meijiro's numbered midst swell.
Shunned Java Sparrows, aimless namesakes,
Meijiro's not pleased, their own--true Zero,
starved be-trayed craftsman sentiments opaques,
overburdened, labored--the birds, ditto!
Food fills the starving, and water quench thirst,
pleased chirps harmonize--receptive mind, versed.
Categories:
feignedly, appreciation, beautiful, bird, happiness,
Form: Sonnet
Sight, feignedly fixed on chess board;
Mind, slinking toward smart phone
---the Sacrosanct Savior that just has to be enshrined in the toilette---
urging new hot tips to hop out and help out.
Each toilette patronage pays back an omnipotent panopticon
through which to pirate opponent's move patterns;
Each stool stay serves back stunners,
or even sockdologers
with which to sock it to the opposite side.
Triumph and trophy, lustrous and alluring, though,
the way to catch hold of the twins bids no thoroughfare.
Steep seems improving personal playing strength;
Cheap shot against supervisory loopholes,
a nice shortcut for patzers to spurt into pantheon.
When wanglers walk off with wins undetected,
when honest players get snookered in the dark,
snollygoster's spirit surges at the epicenter
while chess ethos withers in the wilderness.
Categories:
feignedly, games, sports,
Form: Suzette Prime
You keep appearing in my dreams like Freddy, trying to dissolve them
You feignedly pose as kryptonite to my Superman
If we were in a movie, you would be the villain and, of course, I would be the hero
Yes!
You're like a minuscule Mr. McGhee to my Incredible Hulk
You faintly appear as a STOP sign when my light
shines a vibrant green
GO!
Yes, I am going like that midnight train to Georgia with no fright
Steadfastly plodding my course of destiny toward that glorious morning light
I see you, Michael, just lurking behind trees
You want me shaking in my boots and pleading down on my knees
But I'm a victor so begging and pleading are not part of me
Onward I will travel toward my beautiful destiny
A diamond in the rough, once-dull surface is now shining brightly
Keep the reel rolling as the plot thickens
Oh yes! I'm writing my masterpiece line by line; just call me Mr. Dickens
As my character effortlessly aggrandizes
There you are still lurking and wishing for my demise
But like the mighty 'Phoenix' out of ashes, I rise!
No surprise! For it is true, I rise. Yes, I RISE!
Categories:
feignedly, betrayal, celebration, confidence, courage,
Form: Dramatic Verse