Kindle Poems

Do Not Kindle a Fire

   'Do not kindle a fire on the Sabbath Day'*
      applies to discussions too
    
    On the Holiest Day of the Week
      let not contention or strife break through



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    *Exodus

Kindle that love

All the rhythmic beats of the heart were wet 
The happiness of your return is in the happiest tears

In the silent cloudy pond of the blue sky of the green veins
My excitement enjoys a bath of nirvana 

There is no pair of pigeons 
There is no familiar thatched dome
The hunter-cat is also gone
There is no

Clowder of Cats and Kindle of Kittens

An excited happy clowder of cats and a kindle of kittens
Were tearing up yarn I used to think I needed for mittens
I watched them and laughed, for they were a delight
Their rolling and tumbling was a really sweet sight

With a poem and a song in my heart and my mind
saw my calico and fur ball

Kindle Your Purpose

Can you envision clearly
The path to your destiny
Is your software trained
Not to be a futile trailer
Of doubts and negatives
Turning ideas into fugitives
That turns you into a clown 

I ask you now to kindle 
Inner candle to purpose 
Please burn your tears 
Smoke doubts and fears 
Steam all flaws to purify 
Mind and soul, and clarify

Kindle A Fire

Fire start somewhere
It may in the ground or top
And spread greatly.

To kindle love latent within

You have no time, time’s not with us,  
Back still, let love be brought with us.

Let no time rob our love in life,
Nor spill over love’s pot with us. 

Forgotten we have naught with time,
Nor has ill time still caught with us.

Let’s give it a go, make it work,
Let’s find that missing dot with

Tea Break Poems

TEA BREAK POEMS

Last year I wrote a book of poems you see,
so I could believe that it was really me.
I thought that I could edit,
mistaken was I to take such credit!

I sent it through by email, was proofread,
but a press of the button and it was gone,
now nothing could I mend.
Commas, full stops, capitals, and

Easter Kindle

He watched them from a doorway sitting on a pavement step 
cuz when it came to social graces he was hopeless quite inept 
when the choir started singing something loosed way deep inside  
it was an  Easter morning hymn that broke his torment stride   

hungry, broken, and impoverished, he was always

The Fear of Freedom

Mom, why do you have tears in your eyes?
Why the darkness of clouds are on your face?
Tell me, what's your worst fear?
'In your open fields and Mangrove Forests
Enemies are attacking back'
Is this your fear?
Mama, this is your biggest fear!

In your glory and beauty
The perverts are trying to stain badly.
'To do assaults upon your chest
All enemies

Nothing More Frustrating Trying Damndest To Kindle Memory

(buzzfeeding, kickstarting, needling darn noggin)

An effort to recall word, phrase,
musician... indigenous tribe...
most frustrating literary
endeavor to das scribe

aggravating enough to sub
bourbon spur teetotaler to imbibe
and/or nsync, whereby soul searching
devil's advocate demands bribe.

Lil brokeback Engelbert Humperdinck
(born Arnold George Dorsey) bent edict coercion
(think sexual mores)
scaring stripes off blushing zebra
bunched unencumbered vice pliable straw

aforementioned pablum admittedly "fake"
birthed within cerebral

The Kindling of Love

Buried somewhere
beneath the abyss of locked horns
And bones to pick on,
Is a kindling of love,
which I wow to search for relentlessly.
Never shall I give up,
resolute I am to grasp,
for amidst that deep pit of shattered heartbreaks, it lies
covertly tucked away from conceited eyes.
 
And even if it takes to rip my eyes off, i shall
and

Kindle a Friendship

Invite
Unite
Starlight
Delight

Kindle a Friendship: Invite, Unite
An evening well-spent: Starlight Delight

You Kindle the Lamps

You kindle the lamps
Little earthen bowls 
Holding circles of mustard oil
Wicks like snouts of desire
The sober flame radiating rosy heat
Smell of ripened wheat

I get my book
Under the leaves of the light
Words snuggling in delight
The dissolving nights recede
Your pent-up poems, all freed
You become the words

Swords disappear
Mightier pen gets prepared

The lamps in the corners
In triangles and tweets
Light

You Kindle the Lamps

You kindle the lamps
Little earthen bowls 
Holding circles of mustard oil
Wicks like snouts of desire
The sober flame radiating rosy heat
Smell of ripened wheat

I get my book
Under the leaves of the light
Words snuggling in delight
The dissolving nights recede
Your pent-up poems, all freed
You become the words

Swords disappear
Mightier pen gets prepared

The lamps in the corners
In triangles and tweets
Light

You Kindle the Lamps

You kindle the lamps
Little earthen bowls 
Holding circles of mustard oil
Wicks like snouts of desire
The sober flame radiating rosy heat
Smell of ripened wheat

I get my book
Under the leaves of the light
Words snuggling in delight
The dissolving nights recede
Your pent-up poems, all freed
You become the words

Swords disappear
Mightier pen gets prepared

The lamps in the corners
In triangles and tweets
Light

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