"Rhyming a ditty to give Charles a Memento.
Timing and tempo must be part of my Lento.
Conditions of his contest are to have fun.
Renditions with humour, to be a happy one." The Poet.
Ending dinner the ladies went to wash the dishes.
Recommending a cafe that served excellent fishes,
became a topic of the two old men left at the table.
"Name of that place? To remember it, I am unable."
"What's the name of that flower? Its like no other,
Lots love it" said one old man. "A favourite of my mother."
Stalling, the second old man asked if it is a rose? "You're right !"
Calling his wife "Rose, what's the name of that fish place last night?"
Wait… what was I doing?
Why am I here again?
Brain’s on vacation,
Needs a good explanation.
Lost my thoughts somewhere,
Guess they’re stuck in the air.
Maybe my brain’s tired,
So it took a break somewhere.
I tried to think once…
But my brain said, “Nah, I’m on lunch.”
Why do I have a brain?
It just sits there, no gain.
I forgot what I forgot.
Maybe that’s a lot.
Thinking’s kinda hard,
So I sleep in my yard.
Sometimes I forget why I forgot,
Which makes me wonder a lot.
If you call me dumb,
I’ll say, “I’m just having fun.”
So pathetic is the word,
I would like to say aloud;
your silly and giggling laughter
bothers me, it's a true disaster!
No, forgetful sweety
nothing convinces me,
don't scatter clouds
when it's too sunny;
should I belittle words
that make clowns laugh
hard, it doesn't including me...
because it cuts me in half!
Don't hurry a conversation,
don't avoid physical contact
when feeling the urge;
I'm your closest friend,
don't sweeten my tongue
with tic-tac, I get upset!
Have a specific project,
trust can never end!
No, forgetful sweety...
betrayed hearts need empathy,
no, forgetful sweety...
pick up the broken pieces,
they can be put together easily;
gone are the bitter tears!
Don't touch me with frantic urge,
I may be tempted to purge
this restless guilt and act hysterically,
I won't waste kisses and feel terribly!
No, forgetful sweety: can rage
change this mind so suddenly?
My eyes became red and I was trying to rub it away.
Then I jerk awake and everything is bright and different.
Everyone is moving and whirling around me.
I’m hiding,
I’m hiding but they know.
As if a stranger has been tapping at my door, and I’ve been hiding so I don’t have to answer.
Hiding and hiding, and they never go away.
Tapping turns to banging.
And it’s just my parents.
But I forgot I have parents.
I am numb.
So I forgot.
decluttering
library book
20 year fine
he lived in a group home in Corning
he went to a room without warning
“You’re in the wrong bed!”
“Don’t worry,” he said,
“I won’t remember in the morning.”
thingamabob
unreal, unknown
maddening, bewildering, puzzling
doohickey, widget ~ gizmo, contraption
entertaining, guessing, laughing
funny, not funny
whatchamacallit
August 15, 2022
As I reach for the sky
I realize there's no need for us to end up the same
Life has had its gifts and we hardly still remain
Please kiss me and make me forget tomorrow
I am not here to suffer and I will hold on to joy for dear life
Consider this a truce, a testimony of my willingness to offer something to the table
Please come into my palms please join the feast
Let us make something of this ruin
Let us make something of that twinkle
You will never hide from me, I've known you since in my mother's womb, love.
Where do I begin ~ my memory fails me all the time
I just shake my head although sometimes I do scare myself
but it's truly hard to top the story I heard last week
about my friend who folded her laundered undies neatly
then placed them diligently on a shelf in her fridge
before proceeding to prepare dinner
Read on air by invitation ~ June 23, 2021 'WORDS & MUSIC'
AP: Honorable Mention 2021, Front Page Pick 2025
Wonder Woman
What happened to the me I knew
back in the bloom of girlish youth
I wonder where the years have gone
when I still feel just twenty one.
My hair's now fifty shades of grey
was a brunette back in the day
Wonder where these wrinkles come from
yesterday I’m sure I had none.
I wonder where I've left my watch
the damn thing has gone and got lost
Wonder where did I put my specs
why is it that I soon forget.
Where on earth's my bottle of gin
where’s the glass that I put it in
I’m sure that they're somewhere around
oh why is it they can’t be found.
I bought a lottery ticket
but I’m unable to find it
If it won I’d be reminded
in language not of the kindest.
Feels as if I’m swimming through fog
the mechanics of my mind clog
All I ask is please do not shout
given time I will work things out.
A bit forgetful is allowed
I’m Wonder Woman - and so proud.
18th March 2021
We found them!!
They were in the alley next to the piled trash
outside the club.
We were probably so drunk last night;
we left them on the barstools.
We quickly put them on and hurried home.
She secured hers with Spanx,
Mine with tight-fitting Hanes.
We knew for certain we’d return that night
and “laugh our asses off” again.
Is it today now or yesterday still?
Is it time already for morning pill?
hazy light filters in through the window,
as crimson gathers over distant hill!
Can’t tell early dawn from the evening glow,
for me time stands still and the day is slow,
from downstairs sound of kitchen plying food,
my rumbling hunger signals time to go!
I walk in to dinning hall, panelled wood,
smiling faces greet me as sweet as could,
Coffee, bread, favourite jam and honey,
they wish me a morning, morning so good!
Some days I get visitors too many,
Some other days there are hardly any,
young girl comes often with two little tots,
When daughter’s name fails you, it’s not funny!
My son is very tall has grown so smart,
Like his dead mother very good at heart,
He brings little ones to play with grandpa,
they ride on my back playing horse and cart!
flickering thoughts..how memory ages raw,
life as it flows has to obey time’s law,
yet Love finds a way to overcome this flaw,
Love finds a way to overcome this flaw!
Written 06/August/2020
Honourable mention
Sponsor Brian Strand
‘Strand New any form any theme(18)’ Contest
My hat! My hat!
Where did I leave it at?
Oh dear oh dread
It's on my head
My hat my hat my hat.
It was inexcusable,
Mean,
Terrible,
Despicable,
Horrible
Inevitable,
Inescapable,
The worst I had ever seen
What was it?
I stood and stared at her.
Wishing I could remember.
A cold dark past
A Chill chilled Dawn
An empty vessel full of bitterness
A lonely heart that can't fill up!
Such Is Life, Is it?
So, what can be done ahead?
What is it really to be filled?
An empty space, a broken piece!
A great hollow spot! An empty gaze....
Don't wanna recall!
Don't wanna recapitulate!
Don't wanna recall all!
A forgetful past
A bitter one!
Memory gone
Memory lost!
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