OF MIND-BENDING WATERS
In the ocean of mind,
Watering thoughts flow:-
Boarding these thoughts
On the ship of faith,
Let our hearts’ rudder,
Guide us to waves of frothing hope:-
Peacefully arriving and docking
At the wharf of healing grace,
Let us timely, proceed to unload
Our cargo of dismaying pain;
And rejoicing in humbling praise,
Let’s give God glory for safe anchoring:-
Yes—in this present life—we still have
Challenging ocean waters to cross;
But praise Almighty God and the Ancestors,
Ours know no Middle Passages:-
And in the roaring waters of trumping waterfalls,
The Savior shall buoy and navigate us on our way:
Thus, let’s sail on to the shores of justice awaiting us:-
Still suggesting there is a place for some cricketing rhymes in these Testing times?
In the land of lengthy cumulus curiosity amazed by the velocity of the atrocity
The crazed ferocity of ghoulish foolish monstrosity which blazed across the ditch
Where Off his Head did bewitch on the pitch so quick slick should've got a stitch
For what it's worth pithier levity aptly sums up the rum girth of the mirth of Perth
Travis’s temerity, depravity of sporting gravity, severity of brevity of Ashes rebirth
No devil may care, hoping us coping rightful heir not moping at the Gabba, repair
Dare to dream in Aussies’ despair lair ending their frightful mind bending nightmare
Cheers to elite broadsheet peers who it appears our fears, sneers, jeers & nadirs share
Ignore more hackneyed score from seedier bottom feeder media on tour, Go All Square!
Can you feel the real deal hoodoo or juju hex
One sex tech conquest & manifest wrecks perplex
Flex your cerebral cortex protest against the new Rex
Hullabaloo of voodoo we must contest & vex
Vain inane randy Deejays handy on dandy sandy decks
A bane.. vloggers..joggers & bloggers texts & trend treks
Reign of hooray Henry’s forays with oversized unwise specs
Disdain from plain Jane “ex” glowering while devouring Tex Mex
Train..campaign for brawn not brain.. divulging bulging necks & pecs
The lot have got an absurd follow the word of the herd complex
Flecks of lies flutter & splutter in the utter nutter echo chamber gutter that is “X”
Never ending..mind bending curmudgeon bludgeon chorus of Tyrannosaurus Techs!
I am nothing and everything
To myself or someone else
Isn’t that concept something?
Moment to moment perspective shifts
Arriving blunt with charm and harshness
Challenging each step of the way
Anxiously hiding then fiercely defending
Mind numb then mind bending
Nobody sees me then all at once
Everyone sees me
How will I ever reconcile this?
I slip into nothing
Then I’m suddenly summoned for dependability
I once met a girl from Beverly Hills
who sold a potpourri of mind-bending pills.
I bought one and ate it,
and my entire mind got negated.
It was one of my life's most forgettable thrills.
Dave Crandall is a fella who is always in tune.
Don't believe it when they say he's crazy as a loon.
He's a vegetarian, so you might not relate
to the curious items that you find on his plate.
He loves to solve mind-bending math puzzles just for fun,
and whether you like it or not, he'll surely ask you one.
He's got the sense of a blow-up animal balloon.
His favorite thing to watch is a Betty Boop cartoon.
He likes black and white movies from nineteen thirty-nine,
and folk songs from sixty-two, like "kisses, sweeter than wine."
While these anomalies, you might not think are so great,
I think you will agree, he should gain a little weight.
Life is unpredictable, often mysterious and mind-bending
as such we don’t often get the chance to write our perfect ending:
They met when they were eight years old and became fast and life-long friends.
Now, both in their 80’s, one of those lives was about to end.
One in hospice…eyes closed…the other teary-eyed.
One is barely breathing…the other is seated by her side.
determined not to let her friend go…not to let her die
before these two old friends have the chance to say good-bye.
So, seated at her bedside…hoping her friend could hear
she whispers to her all the memories they’ve shared throughout the years.
Memories from as far back as the day they met in school…
memories when life was joyous and friendly…
memories when life was cruel.
She’s not sure how long she sat there sharing memories of all their years…
all their miles…
and call it wishful thinking but along the way
she thought she saw her old friend smile.
And though it may not have been the perfect ending…
she smiled as she began to cry…
knowing for these two life-long friends…
it was the perfect way to say good-bye.
As strangleweeds ghost life manifestly,
caused by an Atropa belladonna
exposé mind-bending, marijuana
bears parallel outcomes, yet, it's deathly,
Greek myth Atropos cuts the thread of life
belladonna, a woman of beauty ...
Italian. If eaten, highly deadly,
or plant scrapes open cut, certain wildlife
are unaffected by its consumption ...,
pupil highlighters, cosmetic usage
and medicinal, named Deadly Nightshade
an earmark for historical function,
for it enhances the beauty facials,
and in parts of the world for medicals.
As often as I pen my thoughts
from head to hand
to what is wrought
and arrive surprised
at words once sought, fortuitously
stained glass ideas appear
like falling manna,
between these ears,
doing whatever it is
thoughts do best…
letter by letter,
each welcomed guest.
And often as I pen to please
ideas that stir like winter leaves,
urging, surging like the sea
in hidden forces like gravity
and starry peaks I crawl to climb,
towards moving targets in my mind,
like eagle wings that lift and soar…
penning down thoughts
is a mind bending,
never ending,
beauty lending,
walk along the shore.
....is both dried berries and nut tree,
by the leafage, the sunlit the phizog,
oaks skirted the edifice's entree.
he never mentions his mother as unreal.
as I involve my mother, did he prevent her?
mawkishness -
spawned a popping sound,
What a foolish,
& semantic quibble.
mawkishness -
To defy reason,
& sanity.
m a w k i s h n e s s -
It's nearly dreadful,
in its evilness,
mind-bending,
in its hurdles.
Written: May 20, 2022
Sentimentality Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Julia Ward
Mind bending
Beneath the weight
Of a thousand ideas
And burning
Brilliantly
Like bonfires
And thoughts
Become molten
And molded
Forged
And formed
Captured
As words
Imperfectly
Because
Thought often escapes
The shackles
Of language
So in reality
Language
Is a caricature
Of thought
But the mind
That is my arcadium
And language
Makes me an artist
I remember stark beautiful nights
Blue nebulae, stars shining bright
Constellations, mind-bending sights
Brilliant moonshine, rising in height
And then ascended, our fuzzy lights
Heaven vanished, perhaps took flight
By
David Kavanagh
This tortuous, mind-bending game is unbearable.
It seeps into my skin
I wear it in a daily fashion.
Grasping at my skull
Bleeding, crying, feeling
Fueling this never-ending cycle.
When can I stop feeding this beast?
It's cyclical hunger daunts my days
Demanding a sacrifice.
Forever seeking to be free of this turmoil.
I grasp at lights
Too dim for my bound eyes.
Just a shade too dark
Sheathed in false vellum with superficial colloquies.
- Caroline Youngless
05/21/2020
I wake from a bad dream
Hey there new man
That’s what they said to me
Hey there how’s it been lately?
I stand, look and see
Elvis, Martin Luther King and John Lennon walk on by so casually.
Roy Orbison and Freddie Mercury harmonising with Liberace as the queen mother watches whilst sipping tea
As I walk what looks like on nothing
I see Winston Churchill talking with Audie Murphy as Lewis Collins stares at me
I say hello to Marylyn Monroe or Norma Jean as Tony Curtis politely corrects me
Burgess Meredith tells me to do push ups, James Mason steadies me. Richard Burton drinking with Roger Moore on one round table and on the table next to them John Thaw doing a crossword - difficultly!
I walk on aimlessly as I see Bruce Lee training ferociously. Clark Gable playing cards with Humphrey Bogart and General Custer sipping whiskey with Einstein, Herriot, Tolkien and Agatha Christie - something too mind bending to me!
I walk through some glass doors and a whole world of familiar faces turns to see.
I wake up suddenly.
I sit up and can’t believe how real that felt to me.
Trust in in the heart
It fills the cavities
The mind warms the soul
Hearten the blood that flows
Mind bending thoughts
Correlating denial venomous bums
Heartbeats churning my mind spirit yearns
2/7/19
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