Long Everydayness Poems
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Almost all of us most likely live our
Lives with a prosaic resignation
Like the same sunset and bland moonrise hour
Regardless of vast personal ocean
The pen has to be in pocket as such
The shirt you bought for me has to be fine
As always now too, I love you as much
Our dreams have to be sweet although saline
Ice in bones and static haemoglobin
Wheels of carriage on accustomed railway
Roads inside parks teem with spilling trash bin
Trees and flowers surrender everyday
Just come home with the full packet of pay
Resigned to everydayness come what may
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30/9/2016
Let not the cares of everydayness
Deface the your fair mien with woes,
Your beauty shall outlive the throes
Of scarcity and momentary anguish.
The gold of your uncommon features
Wins you a thousand bright tomorrows.
Set your present struggles against your looks
And you win the clash and forget the sorrows.
From far men shall place their shingle at your feet
Hoping to purchase choice gold with passing sand.
Be not thoughtless to barter your queenly worth
For the valueless gravel of the worthless land.
Who at a loss ever sold their merchandise?
They have honed their scam on charming girls
With the spare of their ill-amassed grit,
Their aim to vanish with their divine pearls.
At a moment in my life long, long ago —
I had a dream of an ethereal existence,
Transcending the very mortal bounds of existence.
What a sublime notion worthy of thought;
To be an “Entity” beyond our mortal existence.
My thoughts are there, each and every day;
Moving outside of “Everydayness.”
What a moment to behold while looking
In the vortex of life: past, present, future.
Who will be my Sage? my Guide?
Questions pervade my Soul, my Being.
When I awaken will I remember or
Continue living as a one-dimensional person?
My dream world should be my reality.
My real world should be not—or is this so?
Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved, Schoeningen, Germany
(September 28, 2014) (Free Verse poetic format)