DANCING BLIND IN THE MIDDLE OF THE DANCE FLOOR
Bare footed on old linoleum floor
Tapestry music engage my ears (I hear the distance)
I see not but I’m placement mid-center
Of a space placed vivid vibrations flairs (I feel the emptiness)
I slowly spin around, I move to the music
Even in the darkness I’ve rhythm (I smell the panoramic)
My naked feet hear and feels the beat sweet
I can see n mine spirit I dance with the light
(I taste the air, I’ve inhaled, I sense the people stare) {I DANCE}
As my naked feet, legs, tortoise whole body sprite
moves as lighting-bugs in the night
Centered in movement dance steps bright
ViBrAtiOnS feels my steps are not sight
Dancing Without Sight
Meatloaf with hard boiled eggs in the middle
in the middle in the middle
Meatloaf with hard boiled eggs in the middle
in the middle in the middle
and ketchup on the table when it's done
when it's done
Dad made meatloaf but not like mom
hard boiled eggs in the middle stay mum
Slice it and yellow yolk with white egg ring
didn't look so right but let ketchup do it's thing
Mom's was better but nothing like dads
hard boiled eggs flavor mom's never had
Cooking new ways can make a mystery meal
as long as after eating your tummy okay feels.
Meatloaf with hard boiled eggs in the middle
in the middle in the middle
Meatloaf with hard boiled eggs in the middle
in the middle in the middle
and ketchup on the table when it's done
when it's done.
somebody order a pizza...
Smack in the middle
Of the road was a hawk.
Once the brakes were applied,
We just sat there to gawk.
It was standing astride
A dead squirrel, a meal
Which I guess to a hawk
Has a certain appeal.
Perhaps what it planned
Was to dig in and start,
But a bird of prey’s certainly
Cunning and smart.
So on seeing our car,
Talons did what they must
And that hawk flew away,
Leaving us in the dust.
We drove on to the store
To stock up on some food,
Glad that roadkill was not
On our list to include.
A donut requires a dunk
And a stone, sitting creekside, a plunk.
With the first, there’s a dip
And the second, a skip,
Both delightful as thoughts to have thunk.
The pretty campus damsel
Is on the rove this nigh night
She easily ropes in loaded men
As she gyrates her curvy bosom
Her Torrie's remind one of nivarna
And you can see Catalonia peaking
From the little black dress she wears
She undaunted that we are on campus
With girlies being on plentie Barbie rules
And ensnares with ease and natural charm
She's a beauty to behold and loves dances
On the dance floor she easily baits boys
Be they boys or men her nature easily snares
As long as you're pickups are loaded
You are enroute to this exiting encounter
Falcon heights are soars and shores you win
With her you will sure taste the allures of
Zamzam that beautiful city of beauty
Tasting what is the reserve of demigods
Hoping you are not eternally damned
For love is but a divine thing and sensual
Sensualized forbidden pleasures she wares
face to face worlds apart
words go quiet when sad eyes meet
it's hearts' turn to speak
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
The truth is always in the middle
guarded on both flanks
It might stun so much should it escape
we might as well give thanks
Why do some coins purposefully have holes punched in the middle?
To save copper, silver and gold?
Guess again.
So you can hang them on Christmas trees
Or around dog’s necks on their collars?
Maybe
They were actually made this way
So you could string them together and keep track of them
The sad thing is,
It would make things easier for a snatch and grab robber
In the middle of the woods I sit
Becoming lost
The world for me no longer a hit
Pure Peace at no cost
Watching the gentle water flow
Completely still
I am happily hiding from the everyday show
On cool, quiet hill
A smile of soft joy creeps up on me
With Happy Thoughts of You
A familiar white dove peeps in the form of She
Totally alleviating my sudden feelings of blue
'It's Alright, My Dear Son
Mom Will AllWays Be Here
Put Your Right Hand To Your Heart
And I Will Heal You With The Warmth Of My Love
You Will Never Have To Worry
You Will Never Have To Be Afraid
For I Will ForEver Love You Till The Pain Goes Completely Away'
My tears now flow as the familiar white dove waves goodbye
I wave back with a now normal sadness as she flies back into the skies so high
Reality returns but the smile of soft joy does remain
I turn to slowly walk back towards reality....calmer and much more sane
Thank you, oh familiar white dove, for once again diffusing the bomb
Sweet Memories In Pink And Green Files Will AllWays Sweetly Saturate This Special Day......HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY, DEAR SWEET MOM.....
If I ask you ...
“How Does A Watch Work”
And you say ...
“Keep An Eye On The Time”
The anecdote preying
answer naysaying
Pathway to reason
— unrhymed
(Dreamsleep: January, 2025)
In 2011, Hamas released one (1) Israeli
for 1,027 Palestinian detainees
Somehow that never added up for me
This Sunday Hamas will release five innocent Israelis
for 700 Palestinian detainees
More than half of whom were detained for killing sprees
I can understand trading my prize-winning cow for your horse
even giving you my wife along with her papers of divorce
But when it comes to returning five innocent hostages for hundreds of killers
That’s a transaction with which I am just not familiar
you are allowed to bring two items with you
and then you’ll leave forever
we’ll be back, that’s all they said before they left
night was underway, things were always underway
nothing seemed to start or end
every time was in the middle
but this night was pretty
when I found myself already there
looking up at a lightshow sky
the outside, my only companion
when movement emerged between the points
of far off pinpricks and patterns
then colour began and shapes shorty after
as the swirls and spirals drew closer
I don’t know exactly when the blackness
changed fully to tessellates of neon-like blocks
but amidst my threatening tremble
one landed too closely
it was all a bit too beautiful and mouth-dropping
even after all this time, a part of me is expecting
them to return as promised
even though I’m awake now
but so vivid was that night
I often wonder what two items I should choose
just in case
No, it’s not fully the day
Nor it’s the night yet
I am a bit sleepy
Not fully awake yet
The moon hid behind the clouds
The sun is not out yet
Who calls my name?
No one is seen yet
She liked me from yonder—
Haven’t touched my heart yet
No yearning, no longing—
It is not fully love yet
I am dying little by little—
Haven’t lived my life yet
Neither a Saint nor a Satan—
I am struggling to be a man yet;
O Lord, hold my place in heaven
I am not out of the hell yet.
Weariness can settle into our lives
But praise be to God the Father who
Can show up right in the middle of dreariness
The Awaker is the Maker of Heaven and Earth
With Him all things are possible
He is the ‘Now’ God
We Bow to His Name right in the middle of dreariness
God shows up
To help, enlighten, solidify and support His people
Weariness can settle into our lives
But praise be to God the Father who
Can show up right in the middle of dreariness
Mark Frank
Copyright 2024
sitting in deer stand
watching waiting to see deer
prance around the stand
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