a fear of commitment
or fear of marriage
exuberant, swinging
and downright unapoligetic
he calls music
the woman he always
In every genre she still wishes
to be pleased
even we you disagree
even when she refuses to inspire
even when others don't hear
what your hearing
a little adive
they right people
to tool that htaang
getting it where
you know it should be
when my mind refuses to
be kind to me
and I don't know my way
it's right and real to me
to find the right things to say
put my name on this one
I'd stand pround to brag on this
that's sweet in the right places
and tart enough to kiss
that's how it should be
we gonna do it how it is
not scared of the rejections
that won't make me mad
Listen to the music
switch up a swing
let the musician be musicians
and let the singers sing
Bésame Mucho
inspirational Gooiness
and
the makings of
Automatic Inflatible LifeJackets
Songs taken Serious
Categories:
interactions, music,
Form: Ballad
You do that,
to make some things right.
To have some normal talk.
Maybe funny ones or amusing or yet serious, ,,it's fine".
You have a lovely mum right?
How don't you know, which words to decide?
Which ones to use.
I looked back at you,
my tips of the ears turning red,
suddenly eyelashes fill my eyes,
my eyebrows poke me badly inside.
With a disgust look,
I try to decide to look or not?
Since I thought it was you,
There was nothing to fought.
Sorry but my hand is lame,
the door closed by itself.
Categories:
interactions, 8th grade,
Form: Free verse
For a moment I disguised myself.
A chameleon blinked.
"You don't have to do that" she said.
I had already hid my reply,
under a galactic rock.
Her focused sunlight licked my eyesight
like a lizard's tongue.
I had to lie,
for the truth had already fled
on leather wings.
Somewhere a homeless hermit crab,
began to gyrate like Elvis Presley.
My charade fan danced,
unpeeling erratically.
"You don't have to do that." She repeated.
Quickly I side-stepped into her,
stealing thunder
from her open mouth.
Later we made-up a kiss,
and planted it,
in a less cloudy sky.
Categories:
interactions, poetry,
Form: Free verse
INTERACTIONS
aesthetic
happenings
present
the
passive
experiences
intense
& disconcerting
engagement
of the
sense
of inhibited
mystery
of
reality
preconceptions
released
emerge
& engage
the
maginative
concept
fantasies
emblazoned
in
gilded
splendour
of abandoned
devotion
charting
the
stylistic
extracts
in magnified
detail
of evanescent
outbursts
of reality
deconstructions
offering
outlined
colour
embracing
fragrant
&
illustrations
in
contemplative
concentration
of
insatiable desire
in
momentary
sensation
NOTE:THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE using spaces&breaks without grammatical symbols ,the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and responds thus making this enigmatic form a two way interplay & interpretatIon unique to the moment& changing according to mood is inherently variable.
Copyright © Brian Strand
Categories:
interactions, poetry,
Form: Other
Remember Newton's Third Law
Forces result from interactions
Are equal and opposite
Wow
A lovely definition to remember
I hope that
My love to my hubby is repaid
My love to my children are repaid
My love to the others is valued
My love to God is utmost and eternal
With the encouragement of
Newton's Third Law
Let's give before we take
Categories:
interactions, devotion, faith, god, hope,
Form: Free verse
Young mango plant
Young growing seed
Push from the tumbling mess of weed
And gain the sunshine, gain the air-
Gain the microbe -but beware!
There lurks one special microbe here
Awaiting cuts and scrapes
He enters wounds and then insists
The host cell replicate
By conjugating with a plant,
He crosses all the lines
And forces all your cells to make
The food of his design
You’ll replicate incessantly
And form a barky ball
Abnormal growth for all to see
From one microbe so small!
Your kingdom is his kingdom,
Though he never was invited
Genome contaminated
When he thinks he is a virus
Beware this little microbe
Who seems to’ve lost his senses
Keep growing, but when cut
Prepare to booster your defenses
Categories:
interactions, science, sick,
Form: Light Verse
What you give, you will get back in return,
If you are nice to someone, and you leave it,
They’ll be nice back to you in the future, burn,
And a friendship may blossom to kindly sit.
Being nice is a positive, on the upwards level,
Going the upwards way, it’s something warm;
Gravity sits to allow trees to grow, no bevel,
Plants, planes, buildings, sky-scrapers form.
Leaves fall off the trees, plants photosynthesise,
Planes must land sometime, buildings get old,
Sky-scrapers are at risk of destroying the prize,
When weather threatens their structures bold.
So life says that when your frame is on the way up,
And you like people and show love for plane space,
When you could interject something kind, yup,
But don’t have to, and you do, ‘cos that’s your face.
Then you can be assured that in time, after a bit,
You’ll get back what you’ve given, for nothing,
Because what goes up must come back down, fit,
According to science’s law of gravity that’s moving.
Categories:
interactions, inspirational, life, science, social,
Form: Quatrain
There is lice in my hair
I need to remove them
Where’s the spice in god?
Categories:
interactions, animal, god, growth, hair,
Form: Questionku
I once met a very old man, his name it does not matter.
He taught me many important things like, "Listen, do not chatter".
I once met a colorful clown, who made everyone always smile.
But inside his heart was very sad, he begged "please, just sit a while".
I once met a homeless boy, who had traveled far and wide.
He was searching for some answers, but how he thieved and lied.
I once met a rising star, her magical voice would soar.
She sang so well from heart and soul, you could feel it to the core.
I once met a rich old lady, she had not a dime to her name.
But she had something we all want, not the diamonds nor the fame.
I once met a lone stray dog, who couldn't find his way.
I gave him food and shelter, so he decided he would stay.
Strangers we pass in our busy days, have a story we may never know.
Take a moment and share some time, just smile and say "Hello".
-Mary Waldeck
Categories:
interactions, age, appreciation, beautiful, blessing,
Form: Rhyme