It was a dragging argument
For the need to funds augment:
Ten voices in Duke's Department,
Their owners in Fred's Apartment;
Not sure of Duke's contentment
With talks on firm's new investment:
Mention of fridge,no compartment...
All men shouting: poor comportment!
"This company is reputed,
Even as it is refuted"
Still motives being imputed;
To staff's quest for The Computed..."
Demanding The Computerized;
Not having staff characterized,
A chapel for The Lutherized,
Sick bay for sores not cauterized,
Release of machines customized,
Ears for complaints though glottalized;
The work load of staff minimised...
"Profit shall still be maximised."
Audio-Wise And Odd symphony
Staff's voiced thoughts on 'strong company'.
Fifty five year old me will be a gypsy. Solar powered bike/ car hybrid towing a tent will be my mode of transport. Unfolding continent selects destinations. Isolated majesty I will claim enrichment from.
spinifex spikes paint
sore heart splendour patched up dusk
remedies sunstroke
My uncle's polka dot bow-tie is markedly symbolic,
For he has been, throughout his life, a fervent spotaholic.
His patient wife, dear Dottie, with whom he is quite besotted
Will only buy him underpants if suitably bespotted!
Punctilious with spellings, it will come as no surprise,
That he delights to cross the T's and gaily dots the I's.
And even as a lad when bad concussion laid him low,
To see those spots before his eyes had minimised the blow!
So when he goes out walking with his pet dalmation,Spot
His coat aburst with polka dots, he doesn't care a jot!
I doubt he'll ever mend his ways for everybody knows
'A leopard cannot change his spots' - or so the saying goes!
18/01/19
'Polka dot poetry contest' : Sponsored by: Edward Ibeh
The switch flicks
- and in that moment everything changes.
The flicking switch
rearranges everything;
what was important is suddenly
unimportant. Priorities re-prioritised.
Problems of great magnitude
minimised by the flicking of that switch.
The world is magnified and
suddenly a tiny usually trivilaised thing
takes on a wonder never seen before;
I watched that tiny ladybird for an hour
climbing a fox-glove stem and silently cheered
as it reached the top.
I watched as, drop by drop, the rain fell,
snaking its way down the window pane
and my own pain fell drip by aching drip
as it made a pool in the chasm of my heart.
I mustn't fall apart they say;
stay strong, think only positive thoughts.
I'm thinking that I can't think beyond today.
I'm thinking that something has started eating me away.
Is that negative or just realistic?
Someone flicked that switch you see
and I cannot see in the darkness.
I peer through the gloom looking for a light;
but the switch flicked
- and in that moment everything changed.
The flicking switch
blacks out everything.
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