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A friend passed on – not someone close
But someone I adored.
A service in her honor
I would never have ignored.
So when I heard, belatedly,
That there had been one planned,
In three days’ time, I reached out
To the person in command.
Explaining in an email
That I wanted to attend,
I thought for sure an invitation
She would thus extend.
Instead, in her reply she wrote
That there was just no room.
She’d add me to the wait list
With some others, I presume.
If she who’s being honored
Were alive, there is no doubt,
There’s no way anybody
Wanting in would be left out.
I understand a wait list
Must be started on occasion,
But not when someone’s death
Is factored into the equation.
You will just have to teach yourself
one poor female victim at a time
for kissing is a dangerous occupation
for adolescents and virgins.
Angles and shapes have to be factored in
at lightning speed
before the plunge is undertaken.
The neck must be adjusted to height and
the trajectory of the pursed lips meet
as a natural occurrence
like two butterfly wings
brushing each other in flight.
On first dates
short-sighted rhino clashes
must be avoided at all cost.
Noses and teeth
will always get in the way somehow
just a fact.
In time, with much trial and error
the young will get the hang of it
and it's rather nice
in an often sloppy sort of way.
Eventually tongues are employed
in strange animalistic tasks
that they were never designed for
but in the heat of the moment
eating is often mistaken for kissing.
Go forth confidently then
you young men, but always remember
"though a kiss might be gentle
and oh so elemental
diamonds are a girl's best friend."
My fourth concussion
and first skull fracture
were my known’s destruction.
Was nearly a decade when
hindsight saw grief factored
into the garbled map
where I tried to track
the me I yesterday knew.
Cognitive skills impaired,
career derailed, finances
math whipped, emotions
and thoughts just blurred passes
as headaches score and scar.
My acceptance bends and bleeps ~~~
how to befriend pain’s trend …..
when my life's held in its reign?
It’s hard enough finding my name
behind all an accident changed.
... CayCay Jennings
December 27, 2018
However we came into being,
Commenting on anything and everything,
I am sure was not factored in,
When it came time to give us a brain.
When it became obvious that our brains were about to implode,
Computers appeared on the scene,
And one would have thought the need, to comment on everything,
We know nothing about would be reduced,
And our brains would resume normal service,
But no, we seem to have ramped up the comments,
Which now, carry hate, which is another monkey on our back,
Which in turn gets more Knee jerk reactions from those,
We attempt to destroy with words as sharp as any knife.
For those without the urge to be the fastest on the draw,
To shoot off comments til their brain starts to haemorrhage,
It is your duty to send out messages of Love and Hope,
Before any more brains start imploding.
UNDERTOW OF NOSTALGIA
the ambiguous
explored
on an indeterminate
surface
liberating
the emotional freedom
a splintered breakaway
of
excitement
& expectation
improvement
emphasised
by innovation
effect& consequence
emphasised
trends in full force
conveying
emotion
meaning
suggestion &
heightened sensation
a super reality
in the unconscious
with enduring influence
maturity
denial
of instant predictions
&priorities
factored to emergine
as motivations
I re engage
THIS IS AN OPEN(organic) FORM VERSE without grammatical symbols the ' open' relies upon 'the one breath limitation' & so inherently requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input and respond thus making the form a two way interplay and often a unique interpretation by the enigma so derived
Can anyone fathom a temperature of -40F
That's what we're experiencing today
Must qualify that, it's with the wind chill factored in
It's a balmy -15F, in this winter ballet
What am I doing here, have I lost all my marbles
Insane is a good word to choose
Shouldn't go outside because of the dying factor
Going to stay inside, hit the booze
No, never touch the stuff just like my Daddy
Maybe downed 5 beers in total
Will write more sillies which y'all seems to like
In this age where everything's global
Okay I'm making a request of all you guys
If you live in the sunny south
Can you put me up for two or three months
Maybe in the basement of your house
I'd pay you in kindness, I'd help with the chores
Make your meals and cut your grass
Won't someone take pity on this sad old duffer
To save me from old winter's blast
© Jack Ellison 2015