Deliberately debating a debilitating disease,
Excruciates and exacerbates existential ease.
Loquaciously lugubrious her lacrimonious wailing,
Instilled in me an ignominy of incongruous assailing.
Galling in its gargantuan, garrulous gainsaying,
Hypocritical hyperbole it goes without saying.
Tormenting me with tales of her tinnitus tintinnabulation,
Forced me to fulminate with ferocity and damnation.
Until, unambiguously, I uttered my interdiction,
Life's too short and your lassitude would test a Saints benediction.
school shootings
anguished screams
public outrage
calls for action
marches & rallies
media blitzes
politicians fulminate
propose legislation
congress debates
bills stall & die
anger subsides
nothing happens
school shootings
Call me a fool;
But there's a frisson of fear
And my nerves get frazzled
When I think of Fat Men and Little Boys
Breeding like flies.
Tiny specks in the sky
Promising balmy sun
Soon free-fall.
A spark of a fulminate -
Fission unfizzled
Nuclear unclear
A thousand suns ablaze, not splendid.
A holocaust unleashed from above.
I hate mushroom soup
Especially if they are in a cloud.
And why does the Buddha smile?
Notes:
Fat Man , Little Boy - Fission Bombs dropped on Nagasaki and Hiroshima on 9th and 6th Aug 1945 respectively
Smiling Buddha - Name of India's first Atomic Bomb tested on 18 May 1974
To fulminate against the hands of fate
To vent our anger on beloved friends
Will not repair our ills and our mistakes
But may bring friendships to a bitter end.
For who are we to know what is the best?
Who are we to choose when loved ones die?
And do not think this is a needed test.
As if on us God wastes his time to spy.
Once we were a joining of two cells
The lively sperm, a salmon riding high.
The egg awaiting without need for bells
Is fertilised and grows that which shall die.
Astonishing that we should live at all.
Unsurprising, that a loved one falls.
I rush and tumble, falling forth, falling in depths,
Accompanied by the bursting tune of melodies long forgotten.
Alas invisible I creep behind each desirable and place my touch,
I lull or fulminate them into themselves.
Dressed with feathers, pearls and ivory,
I conceal the fire beneath.
To remain invisible,
Is what is required of me.
Mountains, plains of yellow wheat,
Blue jays in trees,
And finesse red wine,
Compose what I deem my transcendence.
My knowing gaze has noticed all,
Every nuance, every mind altering passion.
I’ve wiped away the distressing tears of my own fault.
I’ve nurtured the lost lives of those succumbed to me.
For I am it; the great despised, the great adored.
Ceases only my touch, but beneath,
The charcoal rocks and pools of grey tears,
Their created idyll remains.
TWINKLE IF YOU MUST
Twinkle, twinkle, little star
I know exactly what you are
Not really above the earth so high,
Diamond - no. Explosion in the sky.
Just let your matter gravitate
And your heat begins to fulminate
Heat and pressure soon go nuclear
Radiation reaches far and near
Your fuel burns and then creates
Other matter in other states
Sometimes now, your sheer size
Makes supernovas for our eyes
You end in darkness like a mole
Maybe becoming a black hole;
But twinkle there on high for me
Let me still your beauty see.
When new memories surge as wild tides,
in this spot love always abides,
my gaze goes even further,
where falling stars shatter.
Any awful feeling that existed inside
shouldn't remain, but escape and glide
as lazy clouds do on a peaceful morning...
when the breeze disconcerts their drifting.
Deluded heart, you must divest yourself
of all illusions...only look forward and laugh;
those clouds will disperse towards evening or night...
don't allow pain to distend, dissuade your thought of fright.
Let your sadness dissolve in the rising, bubbling tides,
let your disquietude also vanish in them by dim sunrise,
be uplifted by prayer and reach the sublimest state,
why discourage yourself and allow despair to fulminate?
Sit on the warm sand, watch the gleaming sea being swelled
by a full, unfriendly moon...but soon there will be relief instead:
you will have no recollection of a sad past and as your ego will rise,
you will delight your spirit when new memories surge as wild tides.