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From * to * some lyrics from June in January, songwriters: Leo Robin and Ralph Rainger. A love song played at my parents’ wedding, lyrics apropos to this pandemic and encouragement of offspring. Both my mom and granddaughter share the name June. Mom and Dad were married in January. This poem intertwines my collegiate granddaughter and my mother.
JUNE IN JANUARY
Her personality spectacles, snow white and round, accompanied by a draws-them-in smile. She keeps busy with braille’s colorful yarns. Her fingers adeptly move through this historicity. Tight friends - sorority sisters, musicians and peculiar books. Specially, the twisting of knots that form gifts and friendships, learned at a grandmother’s knees and perfected in perpetuity. Boredom slows the clock but artistry cheerfully challenges the drought, plenipotentiaries practiced alongside her studies. Her fingers diversify, twirl like graceful ballerinas, glide alongside an alternative timeline. Mindset of keeping-it-togetherness, learned with a jettisoned broken arm. The doctor said bones would grow stronger, as they set. She answered the door, handed out Chinese food. Her perpetual performance kinetic from youth. We bow for her as she jumps for joy, joy lingers when she leaves the room. It’s June in January. Her namesake’s song framed in this claustrophobic space, forging forth pathways of importance, erasing the cancerous effects of doldrums and festering pain. June in January blossoms.
*A clouded moon creeps across the clouded sky
Winds of January sigh and moan
And yet it's June.
I can see a sky of blue…
The snow is just white blossoms
That fall from above…
The night is cold
The trees are bare
But I can feel the scent of roses in the air.*
12/21/2020
Aloof brother concedes duty evaded...
Foremost gratitude heavenly indebted,
jumbling kindling, linkedin mourning
numbness overlaid, pervaded, quashed,
routed thoroughly undermined vibrant
warbling, when xing yesterday's youth
zigzagging, accompanying blitzkrieg
cleaving deafeningly exploding,
formative grim homelife, indelibly
jabbing kid, (little me) nonstop,
overwhelming progeny, quintessentially
robbing, stunting, tormenting
unrelentingly vitality wrenching,
why xyst, zapping assiduousness,
begetting, crushing, destroying essential
fortitude, generating grievousness,
hellacious intractable joylessness,
kneading loneliness, murdering nascent
opportunistic potential, quiet, reserved,
timid, untested voiceless x years,
zilch accomplishments, boyhood
cheated, dieted, extremely famished,
gifted hirsute heir, ill, jettisoned
kippered lunkhead mealy mouthed,
nerdy, outlier psychologically quartered,
repressed self, tamped universal vitality,
withheld Xmas yearnings, zapped
animalistic basic cravings, denied
endeavoring fulfillment, gouged hole
inside, jawboned, kept lid mentally,
nixed opportunities, pronouncedly
quarantined, rabidly snatched tasting
ultimate vibrant x2c, yanked zipline,
aborting bequeathed capacity depriving
eats, forever ghosting hated individual,
jackknifing, kickstarting livingsocial
mortgaged, never ordained physical
quests, ruined self, thoughtfulness
vanquished, worthiness Xrayed,
yabadabadoo zone agitated
beyond crafting development,
executed firstrate glorious human,
impounded jailed kindred love,
manifested nebbish, obliged pleasing
quirky ridiculous travesty, unleashed
vapid wretchedness, xyz, attempted
bizarre concoction, decoding
essentially fruitless, go head issue
joker kick.
Whirling irate firework spectacle
Pings stillness with rust erode array
Afflicted heart thrown debri rain affectional
Rapidly spun unkempt sparks spill their firey foray
Jettisoned from adjacent universe
Excited flames offer heat unfathomed
Rage innate kills cold in hungry encompass
Newly secured domain set alight is purely dazzled
Supernova exploding sends elements
Strikes my stagnant galaxy in rays of gamma
Studded with hundred year tenure true limerence
Furnace insistance fuels hot hum of echoed enamour
Amber damp larva gradual arousal
Resistance drips ice melt silent submission
Logic tarnished in star's splendourous encounter
Ignited forever by harshness of flared flame inquisition
Structure remodelled, harmonious
Black hole remaps unique secret binary
Inhibit's last rites scribed by stellar bond solacious
Scars lasered invisible by nova who renamed me Libby
10th November 2020
Written for Contest :
There Is A Star With My Name On It
Sponsor : Silent One
My Poems
Are but only and unto me
An inner source of both shuttling
and chastening my day dreams
My very own fantastical imagination
galaxy and far off universe
Inside my head rallying me to discover
what may well just reside beyond the
setting stellar sun or dark side of the moon
Because I would far rather be alone and
searching for something more significant
other than this out there than here
Than awaken again tomorrow with a
sore neck from staring up at a sky full
of shooting stars
Constantly wishing and waiting for the quickening crash of thunder and lightning
to strike
And with such levity and brevity of
clarified thought and sadly devoid of
any means of leaving this world's earths atmosphere behind
I instead have no other option left but
to try and imagine it's splendor in my
mind's eye
And even if I was to take this journey
on my own alone with not another
single soul or anyone to tell
How would that be any different
but rather so much better than being
surrounded by people but nobody
willing to listen
I think at least much like the 1st Apollo
crew taking 1 small step for mankind
who returned
I would rather happily live out the rest
of my life as a Giant
Jettisoned as a castaway just me myself
and Wilson
Gazing out a porthole both utterly bemused
and blown away taking in an ever increasing
impressive interplanetary firework display
Thankful for the fact this ethereal majesty
has thus far been spared from humankind
Otherwise this would probably by now
have been turned into a ride on an
amusement park complete with hotel
casino fast food chains and shopping mall
She waits,
eight black spindles joined at one end by a pivot, a compass.
Each pinpoint balanced at the intersections
of self-drawn polygons.
Legs jointed like the fingers of a skeleton,
deft, dexterous as a harpist.
Body in two sections with ample abdomen,
the African who carries the water jug on her head.
Or an Indian, the untouchable with her caste mark,
the microscopic grains dropping through the hourglass
like drops of blood.
Blind, she has the surrogate sense of a seismograph.
She would feel a disturbance in the web
were it only a thought.
Never mind she lives in a dark corner
as devoid of light as she is of personality,
she needs neither.
She does not look as the wrapped body of her cannibalized mate
as at a gilt-framed photograph of the dearly departed.
The egg sac is not a silk-lined bassinet,
the hanging ornament
to all her future hopes and dreams.
She is absent of frontal lobes,
moralizing modifiers,
second thoughts.
An instrument of logic,
mate=food
sac=young,
syllogisms minus all prepositions,
additional excess cargo to be jettisoned
as the dried shells of devoured prey.
No welcome mats on the front step,
no settees in the parlor,
no cunning seductress with scarlet claws.
Only a modem waiting in the spaceless black.
To the invisible masters of the universe
Those shadowy investors who controlled the government
The military, the media, culture, and society.
There were many things
That did not make sense anymore
That should be jettisoned.
To make way for the new emerging world
A world in which the new AI overlords
would gradually take over
And humanity will be taken care of
But the human committee would remain in charge.
the committee that did not exist
The new COSMOS Super AI
To rank order things that could be done away with.
Cosmos gave the committee the list
Among them were the quaint custom of Groundhog Day
Groundhog Day just did not make any sense
How could a lowly groundhog
seeing its shadow foretell the weather?
And why did people make such a big deal
Of this poor little creature
Who had to be poked awake
Every February 2nd to make his stupid forecast?
the word went out
Groundhog Day would no longer
Be observed, broadcasted
Or even mentioned anymore.
But the legend of Groundhog Day
Continued underground for centuries
Became symbols of resistance
To the COSMOS AI overlord
And the committee that did not exist.
The phrase long lives the groundhog
Became a rallying point
For the resistance movement.
Admired by many from afar,
especially in jam-packed bar;
must include a fair derriere.
How he stirred his tea is his affair.
Any amount of shove and push,
like a beating about the bush,
will drive him up sanity’s wall.
It’ll make his coming out to stall.
More than the sum total of parts.
Eyebrows are raised at broken hearts.
Like flotsam, affairs jettisoned
and much of the jetsam yet to stoned.
The episode at Walt’s party,
back in the day of drink hearty,
where Mickey and Minnie romped
on the screen amongst feet stomped.
Giving his due: He’s debonair
and goes through life without a care.
His Free Will not ever questioned,
and compassion not sessioned.
If passion weighed up against norm
and he’s expected to conform,
what message do others relate?
Their self-loathing must abate.
Already the leaves are staining red,
Blood, too thin, seeps through taut skin,
Capillaries weak walled and weeping;
Dying Summer bows proud head,
Emptied of green glory;
Filled, fiery cauldrons blaze red-orange,
Golden flamed tongues glowing.
How harsh that she must fly
Into the great beyond,
Jettisoned like a human soul
Killed before its time.
Letting go, whether fast or slow,
Makes no variance in the pain;
Numbingly, it strikes the heart
Over and over again.
Passionate, she would linger,
Queenly in her floral gown,
Regaled for stunning splendor;
Sympathy never his approach,
Time beats a strong percussive stroke
Unstoppable, dispensed in quick cadence.
Valiantly she struggles, clinging,
While wild winds hew each leaf down;
Xylogenous lichen sparsely veils
Yearning limbs laid vulnerable and bare:
Zephyrus and Chloris frolic there no more.
Note: Zephyrus, the gentle god and personification
of the west wind, the bringer of light spring and
summer breezes in Greek mythology; he abducted
and fathered children with the goddess Chloris and
gave her the domain of flowers.
Xylogenous - living on or in wood
Copyright, August 15, 2014
Faye Lanham Gibson
Aloof brother concedes duty evaded...
Foremost gratitude heavenly indebted,
jumbling kindling, linkedin mourning
numbness overlaid, pervaded, quashed,
routed thoroughly undermined vibrant
warbling, when xing yesterday's youth
zigzagging, accompanying blitzkrieg
cleaving deafeningly exploding,
formative grim homelife, indelibly
jabbing kid, (little me) nonstop,
overwhelming progeny, quintessentially
robbing, stunting, tormenting
unrelentingly vitality wrenching,
why xyst, zapping assiduousness,
begetting, crushing, destroying essential
fortitude, generating grievousness,
hellacious intractable joylessness,
kneading loneliness, murdering nascent
opportunistic potential, quiet, reserved,
timid, untested voiceless x years,
zilch accomplishments, boyhood
cheated, dieted, extremely famished,
gifted hirsute heir, ill, jettisoned
kippered lunkhead mealy mouthed,
nerdy, outlier psychologically quartered,
repressed self, tamped universal vitality,
withheld Xmas yearnings, zapped
animalistic basic cravings, denied
endeavoring fulfillment, gouged hole
inside, jawboned, kept lid mentally,
nixed opportunities, pronouncedly
quarantined, rabidly snatched tasting
ultimate vibrant x2c, yanked zipline,
aborting bequeathed capacity depriving
eats, forever ghosting hated individual,
jackknifing, kickstarting livingsocial
mortgaged, never ordained physical
quests, ruined self, thoughtfulness
vanquished, worthiness Xrayed,
yabadabadoo zone agitated
beyond crafting development,
executed firstrate glorious human,
impounded jailed kindred love
manifested nebbish, obliged pleasing
quirky ridiculous travesty, unleashed
vapid wretchedness, xyz, attempted
bizarre concoction, decoding
essentially fruitless, go head issue
joker kick.
Deserted we lie, banished to a shoe box; discarded metal
scraping metal every spring as our ignored box gets shelved
in a different room of the house; forsaken and further away
from real life. We demand equal time with your mobile phone
games, your Netflix programs, and your facebook videos!
We are your neglected Hot Wheels cars. Pick us up and
let's play a while... bright colors, mag wheels, cool decals,
no need to charge batteries or download an app, just four
wheels and a hood that opens and closes. Vintage VW's,
Oldsmobiles, Dodge muscle cars, Indy 500 speedsters,
futuristic dream cars rejected by car companies (but don't
we still look cool after all these years?) Let's go for a cruise
down the Main Street of your living room table or race down
the autobahn of your hallway or explore the Amazon jungle
out in your backyard (just remember not to track any mud
into the house!) Find those forgotten bright orange tracks
you jettisoned in the attic and go invite your neighbors over
for a "race of the century", followed by a glass of cold milk.
Draw some streets on butcher paper and pretend to be the
mayor of a small town, populated by Indy Eagles, Silhouettes,
Red Barons, Custom Firebirds, Paddy Wagons, Classic '36
Ford Coupes (with rumble seat), Chevy Camaros, Roadsters,
Lotus Turbines, Deoras (with surfboards), Custom Eldorados,
and you.
Hot Wheels (TM) is a trademark of Mattel Inc.