Every evening I cuddle up
on the sofa and watch the News:
different stories, same crimes,
I'm better off catching flies,
while coffee is perking up,
I definitely need a cup
for a healthy heart
and think straight;
will all promises
turn to dust?
Happiness is gone from this city,
moods are soberer than misery;
get me a beer, it's comedy
on stage: drunk is Vinney!
Hey, the deficit is sky high,
wages aren't enough to buy
an Armani suit to look sharp
and avoid these horrible blues:
I hate the ticking of the clock!
If I think that everything is fine,
I'm being taken for a ride,
who can afford a ticket
to a musical show?
The only choice is a cigar
and I'll still miss the game at the bar,
wandering streets that are dark,
until I hit the empty park
and start sobering up;
watch out for that cop,
he'll tell you, " It's past midnight,
go home, sleep tight! "
I am a paranoid
with feet so cold;
at this hour, nothing is loud!
From the moment i rise
i hear fresh coffee
perking in the hotel room,
with such an awakening aroma
I gaze out my window
overlooking Daytona Beach,
people have already
staked claims on the beach
with lawn chairs and
large umbrella
The healthy jog along the water
not too close to pull them into
the rolling tides
that roll gently in
leaving white foam and
souvenirs with their travels
As i walk onto the beach
I can taste the salt
rolling in from unknown lands
as it contrasts with my coffee
My bare feet sink into the wet sand
i watch tiny bubbles form
as the sand breaths beneath my weight
I stand
consumed by mornings light
becoming one with the wind
as i sway in motion
A recalibration
needed at least once a year
the beach
my sanctuary from life
Light* that lights all lights continues to glow
triumphant midst woe toward jubilant today 'til tomorrow.
Blest light wakes soul up
perking with God's prop.
Divine light wafts hope
propels faith midst cope.
Sun light for work height
prods glad labour might.
Light to brighten time
sounds achievement chime.
Gentle light ends grief
ushers joy's relief.
Smiling light from face
defies angst; shows grace.
Pardon light we see
makes our spirits free.
Light against stress-hush
quiets heart's strong rush.
Light amidst love bliss
never should we miss.
Lord of light brings joys
cheers restive night’s poise.
Light that lights all lights smites evil darkness' blights
illumining humankind toward goodness' delights.
*John 8:12 - Then spake Jesus again unto them, saying, I am the light of the world: he that followeth me shall not walk in darkness, but shall have the light of life.
December 8, 2024
roses and daisies
perking up the garden fine
beautiful colors
the skies overhead
as airplanes come and depart
crisscrossing smoke trails
the smell of coffee
perking in the kitchen
wafting on the air
Daybreak ignited
strong morning coffee perking
mornings beginning
coffee pot is perking
I open fridge door for milk
cats waiting for milk
She came into our lives unbidden,
A pleasant surprise,
Her open heart was never hidden
From her soulful eyes;
She won our hearts with her gentle love,
Always filled with grace,
Her time with us, a gift from above,
Still holds a dear place;
When small, we had fun, running around,
Playing all the time,
Perking up at the tiniest sound,
She raced through life's mime;
With unspoken words, she cared for us,
Active and naughty,
Strutting around queenlike, making fuss,
A little haughty;
Her unwritten absence rankles now,
Blackie in peace sleeps,
For ten years, she brightened our days, how!
Unshed sorrow creeps.
Kelogb 10 (6-7-6)
For Emmanuel Adédayò Òjéládé.
When for all the long lines,
Eyes don't catch up the design
Of all I had combined
And in little shy glance,
The eyes travel in spry trance;
For few minds read perchance,
To get the all heart sort.
In minutes, glance would abort--
Flying off lines assort...
Denied expectant fuel,
Which could turn out rare jewel,
That can make pen go cruel...
Hiring you manager:
Who jaunts words a voyager,
To turn astrologer.
Here is the chance per luck,
That gets mere glance chucked,
Which Kelogb speaks and muck.
Thank you real good, dear bard.
For the honor with regard,
That grace to play my card.
With deep touch of mind blows;
In simple and awesome flows,
Perking what make muse glows.
Young and old have acquired,
What sets many minds on fire--
Operating heart's desire...
Till takes shall turn mantra--
Early morning aurora,
Becomes the great Torah.
*Image of Freed Fountain Pen by Pixabay.
Coffee Crumb Cake Critique
Coffee, dawn's waker-upper, cause to rhyme,
The second cup broadens your eyes, sublime,
Noontime, pot perking as penning moves on,
Performing phrases ... possessed noumenon,
Evetime trance poured milk and Kahlua,
Like Jericho's walls, pen falls ... Joshua.
2022 June 04
Writing and working, writing and working
Staying busy but thoughts are lurking.
So I pick up a pen, write a couple of them
Recording and then more bloom in, such a bountiful stem.
But really I am trying to work, be a good employee for a good sir.
But the brain continues to whir and my straw is in the glass, I must sip and stir.
So I’m making my way with a pen and a page
That I just may find both work and write to engage.
So writing and working, writing and working.
I might be busy, Mind, but my ears are up and perking.
He's now the color the dawn wears for me to behold each morning
no matter how bland and monotonous is the rising
He's the serenading hello conveyed by the birds' early lilt
when I'm amongst limping creature bound to wilt
He fills up the cup of my luscious refreshment-
a dose to quench me with merriment
He's that perking mood to start my day
and a pause to breathe fine in the middle of a fray
I know nothing beyond his name
and he's another bright portrait I cannot claim
I'd like for him to not just be a tempting limerence
that this may never be a departing sentence...
There is something about my voice
that no one hears
yet in the background, real life
appears, dozing, reading,
working, talking,
deaf to my cheery perking,
silent to my reality…
it’s that way now.
Perhaps I have coughed too much
or spoken too strongly
into uncaring ears
smoked too much for
too many years
yelled too much at my children
this too will take my voice away
but not my opinions
Perhaps I am deaf now
and vanishing into my own/
silent into the summer sun
silent under the hot blue skies
no longer yelling
now writing those opinions.
Awakenings
~A Senryu Trilogy~
morning mix, blue haze
cat calling for her breakfast
sun in window peaks
french coffee perking
a gardenia shower
warm, turquoise towels
pastel summer dress
favorite strapped shoes to wear
fresh rose dons my hair
July 16, 2020
6am PST
Today some of us have been,
Allowed to work from home!
While this is a power with you,
To self manage on your own!
While kiddos at home will be happy,
To see mommies and daddies working!
And elders will be proud,
To watch their children perking!
But remember agents this power,
Comes with huge responsibily!
For it will show how good you are
With multi-tasking ability!
So some on calls will hear,
Sounds of small ones shouting!
And some will have technical issues,
While e-devices try connecting!
But this is the time,
Where you can Bond for Change!
Help/understand your team-mates/pals,
Even physically staying out of range!
So take that responsibility,
And make up your mind!
And together we can win,
Until things become fine!
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